"Liu Yifei is holding ......" some people are puzzled.

"Looks like it, Xun, right?" Speaking of the term Xun, this person looked strange.

"Xun. Will this Ling Wenxuan be? ”

Liu Yifei didn't expect this piano shop to have this instrument, unexpectedly. But just right, it can be used to try Ling Wenxuan.

"Hey, just try this." Liu Yifei handed Xun to Ling Wenxuan.

Ling Wenxuan smiled weirdly: "Do you think you can test me like this?" ”

Liu Yifei don't overdo it: "You blow first, and then you will talk after blowing." ”

"You won't be disappointed." Ling Wenxuan laughed. Liu Yifei even had a time when she was arrogant.

"Laugh at what laugh, blow your go." Liu Yifei glared, but how to look good like this, not scary.

After Ling Wenxuan's fingers pressed the sound hole, he lifted Xun and put it to his mouth, his lips formed an angle of about 75 degrees with the blow hole of Xun, and his head was slightly raised, and his movements were very professional.

"It seems like it really will." There were also people who understood a little bit among the onlookers, and looking at Ling Wenxuan's movements, they felt that Ling Wenxuan might really know.

"Wenxuan even knows this?" Jiang Meixian is also incredible, some people have never even heard of this kind of musical instrument, let alone practice, Ling Wenxuan actually can.

"It doesn't look like it's pretending, but it can't really be." Liao Kaixing nodded.

Ling Wenxuan closed his eyes slightly, and his emotions sank into it. A whimpering sound sounded.

Xun's voice is the saddest, and there is no song that is not sad. As soon as this song came out, a sad aura lingered around Ling Wenxuan. Ling Wenxuan's whole body was trapped in it, unable to extricate himself. That sad aura made Ling Wenxuan look like a fallen leaf in late autumn.

The leaves, withered and yellowed. Grass, withered. The wind, desolate. People, alone. Inexplicably, Liu Yifei seemed to have such a scene in front of him. Ling Wenxuan's Xun song makes people feel a sad atmosphere. Human beings are emotional creatures and have feelings for everything around them. Ling Wenxuan's song made everyone present feel sad and sad, and their hearts moved with the song.

At the end of the song, the audience, including the staff, applauded.

"Next." Although Liu Yifei's heart was also throbbing, his mouth was tough, so he picked up a violin and handed it over.

Ling Wenxuan took the violin, clamped the violin between his shoulders and chin, pressed his left thumb against the neck, elbows inward, and pressed his four fingers on the fretboard chords. The ring finger of the right finger is pressed against the bow box, the thumb is bent, the joint is pressed against the base of the bow hair, the bow shaft is against the second joint of the index finger, and the little finger is gently pressed on the bow shaft near the regulator. Keep the bow and strings vertical and pull it up gently.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew that he definitely knew how to play the violin.

Ling Wenxuan played a tune, and someone sang along. Because Ling Wenxuan played "It's a pity that there was no if", there were still people present who liked this song.

Liu Yifei is helpless, there is no need to doubt the level. It must be a little more difficult to start preparing the third instrument. Liu Yifei glanced around and saw another one.

Ling Wenxuan put down the violin, and Liu Yifei pulled Ling Wenxuan over: "This, you play it for me." ”

Why did you pull Ling Wenxuan over, because Liu Yifei couldn't hold this musical instrument-guzheng.

There are very few people who don't know about this classical instrument, but very few can play it, and even fewer can play it well.

"Guzheng." Ling Wenxuan glanced at Liu Yifei, turned his head and said to the boss of the piano shop, "Boss, is there any adhesive tape?" ”

"Uh, does he really will?" Hearing Ling Wenxuan's words, everyone had the same heart.

Liu Yifei saw that the situation was not good, so he pulled Ling Wenxuan up: "Change it, I changed my mind." Clarinet, that's it. ”

"No problem......" Ling Wenxuan was about to take it, but Liu Yifei immediately took it away. The confidence in Ling Wenxuan's eyes proved that he would do this again.

"Hmm...... No, I haven't figured it out yet. Another one, this one. Liu Yifei found a harmonica and asked Ling Wenxuan to play this. She found that Ling Wenxuan really knew everything, so she could only change her mind in various ways.

This time Ling Wenxuan stretched out her hand, she retracted it, as long as Ling Wenxuan made a move, it would prove that he would, she didn't need to try again.

Ling Wenxuan laughed when he saw Liu Yifei's movements: "Okay, you don't have to try." I kid you not, I really know all the instruments here. I'm telling the truth, I started studying music at a young age. Your childhood may have been spent playing, but my childhood has always been accompanied by musical instruments. Everyone has memories of their childhood, and my memories are musical instruments. I've learned all kinds of musical instruments, and I know almost everything you can imagine. Even if I haven't practiced for years, I can still recall how I felt when I hold it in my hand. ”

"So, there's no need for you to try again." Ling Wenxuan grabbed Liu Yifei, who was still looking for the next musical instrument early.

"Forget it...... You've passed. Liu Yifei waved his hand weakly, as if he had fought a big defeat.

"But, by the way, Yifei, you have a lot of desire to win." Ling Wenxuan said.

"Whoever told you to say that you would do it all, I just don't believe it." Liu Yifei snorted lightly.

Ling Wenxuan's eyes flashed, in fact, he felt that Liu Yifei deliberately asked him to perform this. Increase his charm and popularity. This popularity is a real popularity, a popularity that can be used in the music center, not just a popularity that others know.

There is still a difference between these two kinds of popularity, and the real popularity is equivalent to the number of your fans. The latter is popularity, nothing more.

Ling Wenxuan's biggest problem at present can be seen by everyone, the lack of popularity. His strength does not need to be questioned, popularity is his biggest problem. If the popularity can reach the desired level, the champion of the music center is at your fingertips.

How could Liu Yifei not know what the audience could see, so she was ready to help Ling Wenxuan. This show only improves Ling Wenxuan's attention, and the increase in real popularity is actually not high. And if Ling Wenxuan wanted to show his talent like he did just now, so that the audience would like Ling Wenxuan, pay attention to Ling Wenxuan, and become his fans, then it would be another matter.

Why did you help Ling Wenxuan? Liu Yifei didn't think about this problem either, maybe he had seen the house that Ling Wenxuan had in the earliest; Or maybe it's because when talking to Yun'er, I often hear Yun'er praise Ling Wenxuan; Maybe it's because Ling Wenxuan has lofty ideals......

"By the way, you didn't say your favorite is the piano. Then your piano technique should be the best of all instruments. "Liu Yifei is still helping.

Ling Wenxuan nodded firmly: "Well, although the time I have spent on the piano in the past two years is not as good as other instruments, I believe that my best instrument is the piano." In the past two years, Ling Wenxuan has only had the opportunity to touch cheaper musical instruments, and instruments like the piano are too expensive, which is a luxury for a person like him who is in distress. He didn't have the opportunity to practice the piano at all, and spent most of his time practicing other instruments.

"Then try." Liu Yifei and Ling Wenxuan walked to a piano.

Ling Wenxuan's fingers swiped over the keys one by one, and he suddenly frowned: "Boss, there seems to be something wrong with the tuning of this piano." ”

"Questions?" The boss was surprised, "I remember that it was not long before I was transferred, how could there be a problem." ”

"Also, little brother, you just pressed the button to know that there was a problem?" The boss remembered that Ling Wenxuan just pressed the button, and couldn't help but feel funny. Didn't do anything, so how do you know there's a problem.

"Is there really a problem?" Liu Yifei asked, "How do you know, you didn't do anything just now." ”

The people around were puzzled by what Ling Wenxuan said, they were the same as Liu Yifei.

Ling Wenxuan pressed it again, closed his eyes and felt it again. When he opened his eyes, he shook his head: "Boss, there is a problem with the accuracy of this sound." ”

The boss frowned: "Little brother, don't talk nonsense, how do you know that there is a problem with tuning." I just found someone to tune it before, how could it be so fast. ”

Ling Wenxuan explained: "It's not that there's a problem, it's that the pitch of this key has a slight deviation. There is no problem with the tuning, but there are some omissions. ”

The boss laughed back, thinking that Ling Wenxuan was really ridiculous, he didn't do anything but listened to it once, how did he know that there was a problem? Well? Wait, nothing was done, and you know there's something wrong when you listen to it. The boss remembered that there seemed to be such a person who could guess it by listening to it once without giving the base sound, could it be ...... Absolute pitch?

"Wen Xuan, you haven't said how you know." Liu Yifei was puzzled. Also, normal people who would consider the situation that a person has an absolute sense of tone.

Ling Wenxuan smiled mysteriously and looked at the expressions of disbelief all around, it is estimated that they all think that they are pretending to be 13, Ling Wenxuan said: "Yifei, let's play a game." ”

"Games?" Liu Yifei didn't understand, playing games at this time?

"I asked you to answer this question, what are you playing......" Before Liu Yifei finished speaking, Ling Wenxuan interrupted.

"You go press the keys later, I don't look at it, I can guess what key you pressed just by sound. How, play or not. Ling Wenxuan was in an uproar after speaking, is this showing something?

Ling Wenxuan's move has already shown that he has an absolute sense of music, and everyone who has a heart is low-eyed, but believe it or not depends on the future.

Liu Yifei had a flash of inspiration, and finally understood.

"How many tones is the limit?" Liu Yifei asked. Absolute musicality can distinguish a wide range of tones, even with multiple keys pressed at the same time. It's just that depending on the individual's strength, the number of keys that can be withstood is also different. She didn't know what Ling Wenxuan's limit was.

"You can add ...... one by one" Ling Wenxuan didn't answer, just showed that weird smile.

"Is it?" Jiang Meixian looked at Liao Kaixing with a surprised expression.

"That's right, it's the same as Brother Yang, it's absolutely pitchy." Liao Kaixing replied, he was slightly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that Ling Wenxuan, a crowd with such a rare sense of absolute sound, was also one of them.

However, as Liu Yifei asked, I don't know how many keys the limit is. Brother Yang seems to be four or five keys. Liao Kaixing remembered that Zhao Chunyang had performed for them, and he could guess all of them by pressing four or five keys at the same time. I don't know what kind of level Ling Wenxuan is......