Taking over the music score in Li Chunfeng's hand, Mi Xue looked at it for a long time, and then raised her head with a frown.

Li Chunfeng looked at Mi Xue and asked with some expectation, "How do you feel?" ”

Mi Xue said: "Li Lang's score, there are many unfamiliar blowings in the middle, and the concubine is afraid that she needs to practice for a while." ”

There is naturally a big difference between ancient and modern music styles, and it is understandable that Michelle is difficult to accept for a while, but the music score is a music score, and the effect of this performance is another.

Things can't be in a hurry, so Li Chunfeng said: "Don't worry, take your time, let's try it first." ”

"Hmm."

Mi Xue took her own shakuhachi, then memorized the score, glanced at Li Chunfeng on the side, and then began to blow away.

The desolate and vast voice sounded again, and Mi Xue was not very proficient in blowing, so the effect of blowing was much different from what Li Chunfeng imagined.

Even if Li Chunfeng has learned to read and draw music, after all, so many years have passed, and he is not a professional, and he still has mistakes in many places.

Therefore, a song that was originally good came to Datang, composed from Li Chunfeng's hands, and then blown out by Michelle, almost completely changed its taste.

The music is like this, sometimes one or two notes of flaws will affect the playing of the whole piece, so it can be seen that composing music is really not achieved overnight.

If it weren't for Li Chunfeng's presence, Mi Xue probably wouldn't want to play for a long time, not to mention the intermittent playing, Mi Xue's playing is also very rusty.

The voice, not only is it not beautiful at all, but it also has a counterproductive effect in the ears, which makes people feel very irritable.

Li Chunfeng listened to the song he composed, clasped his hands on his shoulders, frowned slightly, and muttered: "What went wrong?" ”

There is a saying that "good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles", now it seems that not only bad things, bad music will also "spread thousands of miles", Mi Xue played a stick of incense before the time passed, and Yuan Tiangang, Sun Simiao, Huo Xiaoyu and others who were alarmed came to "watch".

"Chunfeng? What are you doing? ”

Sun Simiao said: "Li Lang, what kind of song is this?" Stop, stop! ”

Huo Xiaoyu didn't forget to gloat: "Huh? It turns out that you wrote such a song? Such a score, in Huancai Pavilion, can buy a hundred pieces for a penny! ”

Yuan Tiangang, Sun Simiao, and Huo Xiaoyu came to the front, all frowning slightly.

Mi Xue heard the three of them say this, and she was embarrassed to play, stopped, and said apologetically: "I'm very sorry, maybe the concubine's ability to play is not enough." ”

"Xue'er don't speak for him," Huo Xiaoyu looked at Li Chunfeng and said, "Composing music?" And it only took a day? Is it possible? ”

Li Chunfeng said: "This is only the first sample, it is possible when it is insufficient, and it needs to be modified in the future." ”

"Inadequate?" Huo Xiaoyu said, "It's that every note is insufficient, right?" ”

I don't know what medicine Huo Xiaoyu took wrong, now, when I'm idle, I like to find trouble with Li Chunfeng, I don't know if it's because of her fresh fruit and cheese that day.

While talking, a middle-aged woman came with a crying child in her arms, looking at Li Chunfeng and the others: "Who played the broken flute just now?" It's hard to hear! Look at it, it scared my grandchildren to tears. ”

"Forgive me, forgive me." Yuan Tiangang apologized again and again.

Li Chunfeng smiled embarrassedly, looked at the woman, and said secretly: "Ancient women gave birth really early...... It's so big, it's already three generations in the same house......"

"It's true, it's ugly, don't blow it around!" Muttering, the old woman left with her weeping child in her arms.

Huo Xiaoyu said: "Look at it, it scared other people's children." ”

Li Chunfeng is full of black lines: "......"

In view of the great "risk" of playing in the city, Li Chunfeng decided to go out of the city with Mi Xue to find a quiet place to practice the song, but Mi Xue couldn't go out of the city because she didn't have an "identity certificate", so it was also very difficult to find a suitable place.

Chang'an City is very large, the square and city planning is very reasonable, and it is not as easy as imagined to find a relatively empty place.

The next morning, Li Chunfeng walked around Chang'an City early, hoping that he could find an empty place with few people.

But after looking for a morning, no matter where Li Chunfeng went, it seemed to be surrounded by buildings, how could it be easy to find a secluded place in Chang'an City? However, Li Chunfeng did not give up.

Walking and walking, it was almost noon, Li Chunfeng walked the more pedestrians around him, and the more he walked, the more remote he felt.

"Here, is it still Chang'an City?"

There are traces of fire everywhere, look up, there is not a family in this square, this place seems to have been abandoned by the whole Chang'an City, in the southwest corner of Chang'an City, away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Since the end of the Sui Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty has been decided, although the people have gone through several years of recuperation, but the vitality is far from recovering, even Chang'an, as the capital, is far from developing to the "prosperous era" sung by later generations.

Standing in this deserted place, Li Chunfeng seemed to feel the "war" of the year, looking at the ruins everywhere, Li Chunfeng couldn't help but feel melancholy.

This place is indeed secluded enough, but it is a little far from Li Chunfeng's residence. However, there is no way to do it, Li Chunfeng weighed it again and again, and chose a more "tidy" place as the place for Li Chunfeng and Mi Xue to practice the score.

The time to choose the address had already come to the afternoon, Li Chunfeng immediately turned around and returned to his residence, and then informed Mi Xue of the newly selected practice address.

Mi Xue has no objection here, but because of the distance between the two places, it takes a long time for the two to go back and forth, so in fact, there is not much time left for the two to practice.

The music appreciation conference, since it has been put on the agenda, Li Chunfeng does not want to delay it for too long, and the sooner it is held, the better.

So, in addition to recording the problems with the music score during the day, Li Chunfeng returned to his room at night and immediately corrected it.

Gradually, Li Chunfeng finally discovered the problem with his score, and as the notes were constantly corrected, the tune played by Michelle was getting closer and closer to the tune in Li Chunfeng's memory.

With the improvement of the score of each bar, Li Chunfeng and Mi Xue's self-confidence is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, after four days of cooperation, Li Chunfeng composed fewer and fewer mistakes, and Mi Xue's playing became proficient.

On this day, the desolate and vast sound continued to echo in this deserted street, the scenes blended, and the familiar music finally returned.