It's strange to say, the surnames of the Ma brothers and sisters are completely different, Ling'er doesn't like to be lingual, and the surname is cold; But Ma Ang is not only a talker, but also a self-acquaintance, at this time he didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, but asked his sister very familiarly: "Master Xie, I Ma Ang is also well-informed, but I have never heard of such a musical instrument, I don't know the ...... of this piano"

When it comes to the field that the brothers and sisters like, it's rare to get serious when talking.

"Of course, I originally wanted the virtuous brothers and sisters to help evaluate it, but I don't know anything about music." Xie Hong smiled, this matter could not be hidden from them, and when the time comes, whether it is composing music or playing the piano, it will depend on this Miss Ma. He could play two tunes himself, but the effect, hehe, just wasn't scary.

With that, Xie Hong led everyone to his room, where the piano was placed.

"The piano is different from other instruments in that it doesn't pluck the strings, it pushes the keys." Xie Hong opened the lid of the box, revealing two rows of black and white keys, and introduced them to everyone.

"It's so beautiful." Qing'er was amazed, the little girl raised her head and asked Xie Hong, "Brother Hong, can Qing'er touch it?" ”

"Of course, as long as you press it, there will be music." Xie Hong smiled.

Qing'er held her breath, carefully stretched out her little hand, and tapped it gently.

"Ding!" A crisp music sounded, although Xie Hong had explained it in advance, but everyone was still startled, although there are many traditional Chinese musical instruments, there are really no keys. It's really rare for such a big box to make such a nice sound, and I thought it was a drum or something like that.

"Ding Ding Dong ......" The little girl liked the black and white buttons very much, and preferred the music that came out when pressed. Waiting for the first time, he glanced up at Xie Hong, and saw Brother Hong's encouraging smile to himself, Qing'er no longer had any scruples, her little hands moved, and a series of music sounded.

Seeing that Qing'er likes it, Xie Hong is also very happy, this key is not easy to make, and the piano keys of later generations are celluloid on the outer bread of wood, so it can be smooth and durable, this thing was not available in the Ming Dynasty. Fortunately, he remembered that he could use animal bones instead, and he bought ivory at a high price, and found horns, and after some careful carving, he was able to get these eighty-eight black and white keys.

The little girl was simple-minded, because the keys were beautiful in shape and felt very good, and her attention was on them, but the Ma brothers and sisters were shocked in their hearts. The beauty of the keys is just a handiwork, and neither of them cares, but the music is as pure as snow and clear as water, but it is very agile, and it is clearly an excellent instrument.

Qing'er's little hand pressed quickly, and after a while, she had already pressed it from beginning to end, she was just playing casually, but Ling'er's face had changed at this time.

The quality of a musical instrument depends not only on whether the sound it produces is beautiful, but also whether it has a wide range. The wider the vocal range, the more tunes the instrument can play.

Ling'er had also seen a good guqin before, with a very wide vocal range, and could repeatedly raise the rhythm four times, while ordinary qin and zheng could only be repeated three times. Ling'er was amazed at the time, and later regretted that such a good instrument could only be seen once, and could not be played from time to time.

But the current instrument called the piano, although the appearance is very clumsy, but Qing'er pressed it all the way, and the rhythm has been repeated seven times. How can there be such a musical instrument in the world? Ling'er even wondered if there was something wrong with her ears, and when she turned her head to look at her brother, she saw that Maang was also stunned.

Ling'er knows that although his brother's musicality is not as good as his own, his ability to distinguish tunes is not bad.

"Thank you...... Childe," Ling'er couldn't help but open her mouth, although her surname is cold, but music is her favorite thing, how can she bear it at this time?

"Well, Miss Ma, what do you think of this piano?"

Xie Hong has been observing the reaction of this brother and sister, and he has no bottom in his heart, and he doesn't know if the piano can be accepted. Although later generations held the piano very high, and listed a lot of advantages, Xie Hong himself did not have any attainments in music, whether it was a guzheng or a piano, he thought it was very good.

Besides, this work is in a hurry, and some details have not been noticed, and Xie Hong is not as confident in this third work as the previous two. After seeing the reaction of the two siblings, it seemed that the effect was still good, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Is it because my brother is playing extraordinarily again, or is it that the brother and sister are not as powerful as they imagined? Or wait until you go back and find some masters to listen, such as that Yang rebel or something, and confirm the effect.

"Why does this piano have such a wide range?" Ling'er asked something different from what Xie Hong thought.

"Oh, you mean this......" Xie Hong was a little absent-minded.

The problem of vocal range is very simple, the range of an ordinary plucked string instrument is determined by the number of strings, and the more strings, the wider the range. The piano is like a machine, each key corresponds to several strings, eighty-eight keys, corresponding to more than 300 strings, of course, the range is wide, you know, the piano is known as the king of musical instruments depends on this.

"You mean, there's more than 300 strings in there?" Ling'er was taken aback, and said in her heart: No wonder this piano is so big, it has to be a big place to put the strings.

"Could it be that this instrument was made by you, Gongzi Xie?" After clarifying the question of the vocal range, Ling'er remembered another question, and asked the surname Suo.

"I did it." Xie Hong sighed in his heart, he originally wanted to keep a low profile, but looking at this Miss Ma's appearance, she wouldn't stop if she didn't explain it clearly. In fact, my brother doesn't want people to worship him so much, especially such a beautiful beauty......

"No wonder......" Ling'er's beautiful eyes flashed, and said: "Before, Gongzi Xie said that he didn't understand the rhythm of music, and Ling'er thought it was modest, but now when I see it, it turns out to be true." ”

"Poof!" Xie Hong was so hung and fell down, how did this chick do it? I was still making the piano just now, why did I say that my brother didn't understand the rhythm in a blink of an eye, and the turn was too fast and sudden. Could it be that she also crossed over, learned brain teasers or tongue twisters, and couldn't do it.

"Miss Ma, don't talk nonsense, weren't you still praising this piano just now? If you are a person who does not know the rhythm, how can you make such an instrument? Besides, Brother Xie did that eight ...... before" Hearing that someone belittled Xie Hong, Ma Wentao quit.

"Ahem," Seeing that Ma Wentao was excited to say something, Xie Hong hurriedly interrupted, "Miss Ma, I really don't understand the rhythm of music, but Miss seems to mean something else, right?" ”

Ling'er's eyes flowed, and swept over Xie Hong, and Xie Hong felt that there seemed to be appreciation in it. And the pretty face, which is always covered with a layer of frost, also looks radiant at this time, and even the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, which shows Ling'er's excitement. However, this expression only existed for a moment, and Ling'er's attention soon focused on the piano again.

She didn't answer Xie Hong's question, but walked slowly to the front of the piano, and with a gentle pluck on the keys, a series of dingdong sounds followed.

"What does Gongzi Xie think?" Ling'er asked.

How should this question be answered? Did he answer: Dora Mephaso Lacido? Probably not...... Xie Hong was speechless. I was about to speak, but I found that Qing'er by the piano looked thoughtful, is there really something wrong? Xie Hong was surprised, turned his head and looked at Ma Ang again, this person also thought of something, and was thinking.

Xie Hong Khan, can't it, my brother's hearing is very good, why did everyone hear the problem, but my brother didn't understand anything stupidly? When he looked at Erniu and Ma Wentao again, Xie Hong breathed a sigh of relief, although Erniu was unaware, he responded to the idiom of playing the piano to the cow; Ma Wentao was also at a loss, it seemed that it was not his brother's problem alone.

"Well...... Hehe, I really didn't hear anything. "If you don't understand, you have to admit it, you have the courage to admit your mistakes to be a good young man, anyway, my brother is not engaged in music, it's nothing, Xie Hong is very calm.

Ling'er didn't mean to embarrass Xie Hong, but since it involved the music rhythm, she would become focused, if it was usual, she wouldn't have said so much anyway.

"Gongzi Xie, your piano is indeed wonderful, according to the little woman's ears, this instrument is enough to play seven tones from low to high, each tone has eight syllables, just said that this wide range can already occupy a place in the world's musical instruments. It's just ......"

"It's okay, Miss, but it's okay."

"The people who make the instruments don't understand the rhythm, and the distance between the syllables is not adjusted, so it sounds messy, and the instruments that were originally good have been ruined." Ling'er frowned lightly and sighed, looking very sorry.

"So that's the case, no wonder Qing'er also feels that something is wrong, Sister Ling'er, you are so powerful."

Again, embarrassed. Xie Hong was dizzy, it turns out that Qing'er also has musical talent, but this Ling'er's ears are too amazing, just listen to it like this, you can hear the piano's vocal range division clearly, and then ...... I actually wrote down every scale in every register, and I can still divide the distance? Seven octaves, that's more than fifty scales!

After the piano was made, Xie Hong also tuned it, and to his own ears, it was already perfect, but he couldn't help blushing a little when he was found to be so faulty. In the past six months, he has been praised so highly, and he really hasn't received this kind of treatment, but he is not annoyed:

There is a specialization in the art industry, and my brother is not a musician, but I can't let them look down on it, my brother Xiuxiu has seen it well, let you see that my brother is also knowledgeable.

ps. Thank you for the reward of the monk who washes his hair every day and Su Yuechen, yesterday Xiaoyu used inappropriate words, and the result chapter was reviewed, purely inexperienced, and I will definitely pay attention to it in the future. I really didn't write anything problematic.