"Tian Lai system, can I recreate all the music scores in "Magical Secret Score"?"

As soon as the thought flashed, Chen Qingfeng felt that this idea was very good, so he directly asked the Tian Lai system.

"Of course. Anyone can re-create, the difference is only that the music created by each person is different in terms of sound meaning and realm. At this point, music and poetry are the same, and the title and word plate in the poem, just like the name of the music score, the same title and word card, different people write it, and different poems will appear. ”

"At this point, the score is the same. It's just that in the world of the master, the musicians are more likely to play music according to the score, so the richness of the score is very different from the poems. ”

This is not the case in other worlds, where the musicians in those worlds have the same attitude towards the famous pieces of music as the master of the world poets treats the famous poems of the ages. Superb divine products, such musical scores, for musicians, are not only useful for paying homage to the salute, but also absorbing and learning, integrating into themselves, and allowing themselves to create the use of superb divine products. ”

"Comparatively speaking, the musicians of the master world, the masters of transcendence, except for those sages in ancient times, the musicians of later generations are just craftsmen and craftsmen. Their contribution to the path of music is only to preserve the fire, as for the exploration and excavation, etc., there is none. ”

"The difference between a craftsman and a master is that a craftsman only reproduces, while a master can create. The master can give birth to the idea of recreating many ancient songs in the "Magical Secret Score", and this alone has surpassed countless pianists in the master's world, ancient and modern. ”

The Ethereal system asks one answer to ten, draws inferences from one another, and knows everything and says everything.

As soon as he said it in detail, Chen Qingfeng immediately came to his senses.

I have thought about these ideas in my heart before, but I have not thought about them so clearly and in detail, and when you say this today, I completely understand. ”

He was overjoyed, "Our Chinese ancient music is not inferior to Western musical instruments at all, but in the past hundred years, it has become more and more silent, even in recent years, the rise of Chinese style, ancient style and other music related to traditional ancient music on the Internet, but it is only a small niche, only circulated in a small circle." It is not valued by some so-called famous artists at the top, and it is not appreciated by the public at the bottom, and the main reason for this decline situation is that the musicians of Chinese ancient music have too low creative ability. ”

Just like the guqin, the pianist has studied for ten or twenty years, and the tunes he plays, over and over, are all "High Mountain", "Flowing Water", "Guangling San", "Plum Blossom Three Alleys", "Pingsha Falling Geese", "Fishing Boat Singing Night", "Fishing Qiao Q&A" and so on. Even some people with personality just add some personal quirks to ancient songs. Far from being comparable to creation. ”

In such a situation, the decline of the guqin is conceivable, because in such a self-contained situation, self-destruction is inevitable. Now I suddenly have an idea, I want to re-create those ancient songs after I heal my sister, no, not only those ancient songs, but also those poems and songs that are already in harmony, I want to express those ancient masterpieces vividly on the piano. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Qingfeng suddenly laughed happily in the live broadcast room.

This smile was sudden, but it was extremely cheerful and joyful, so it suddenly made the audience in the live broadcast room wonder what he was watching live.

[Brother Feng, you are smiling so happily, is it because the villain of Jiuxiao Huanpei has finally been revealed?]

[Brother Feng doesn't care what Jiuxiao Huanpei is, he is smiling so happily, there must be something very good, Brother Feng, you say it quickly, let's be happy together, wow Ka Ka]

[The wind is still smiling headlessly, and you are still laughing so happily, are you going to marry a daughter-in-law?]

[I'm not so happy to be a father, right?]

[No matter what he laughs at, people are in good spirits at happy events, the wind is still hot, hurry up and play a few more tunes for us, my heart is itchy, I haven't heard it]

Everyone was curious about what Chen Qingfeng's sudden laughter was for.

It's a pity that Chen Qingfeng's focus at this time is not on the barrage at all, and he is thinking about how he wants to recompose the piano music in the future.

"If one day I can create all of these things, I believe that the guqin will definitely develop in the future. ”

"The master really has a natural heart, such a grand wish, if it were not for the people who are committed to music, they would not have thought of it at all. However, it is not easy for the master to complete such a grand wish, and the master needs to make more preparations. ”

While appreciating the Ethereal system, the preventive injection was given in time.

Chen Qingfeng also knew these in his heart, "Of course I know that the road to realize this ideal is very difficult and far away, and the ordinary poems and ancient songs are just that, the famous poems in those poems, the names of the ancient songs are grand and wonderful, and it must be extremely distant and difficult to complete the creation." But I won't give up! I have decided that once I have healed Qingluo, I will start to do these things, so that our Chinese ancient music will be enriched, spread, and even lead the trend of this era!"

"The master is so determined, and the Ethereal system wishes the master to achieve his wish as soon as possible. ”

Although the natural sound system has no feelings, in the face of Chen Qingfeng's ambition and extremely firm belief, he can't help but cheer Chen Qingfeng up.

"Thank you, and I will ask for more advice in the future. ”

Chen Qingfeng thanked him in his heart, was full of ambition, and immediately came back to his senses, plucked the strings with his right hand, making Shi Potian let out a thunderous roar, still not looking at the barrage, and directly recited an ancient poem by Li Bai to the audience in the live broadcast room:

"Daya has not done it for a long time, and I am declining who is Chen. Wang Fengwei vine grass, Warring States many thorn hazel.

Dragons and tigers eat each other, and soldiers catch crazy Qin. The sound is faint, complaining and complaining.

Yang Ma is agitated and depressed, and the flow is boundless. Although the abolition has changed, so has the Charter.

Since Jian'an came, Qili is not precious. The sundae is restored to the ancient, and the clothes are expensive and halal.

The group belongs to Xiu Ming, and the scale is leaping together. The literary quality is binghuan, and the stars are Luo Qiumin.

I am determined to delete the description, and reflect the thousand springs. If Xi Sheng is standing, he will never write in Zhulin. ”

The people who memorized this poem were defenseless, and everyone was immediately confused again.

[If you don't agree with each other, you will be a poem? What is the situation? Crazy?]

Everyone was amazed and asked questions.