"Liang Gongzi, Brother Liang, Liang Shan is a hero! You are a noble hand, next time you have a song, you must send it to you first, okay?" Ye Wuxian smiled all over his face, rubbed his hands together, and smiled.

"Liangshan hero?" Liang Botao looked surprised after hearing this, this kid didn't know what to say, he always looked strange.

Oh, it's not good, he made a slip of the tongue for a while, and he actually gave up the title of Liangshan hero on the other side of the earth to Liang Botao, how can this work, speaking of which, he is not worthy of this title, at most he is just a Yanei.

"Oh, where is the Liangshan hero, did I say it, I'm talking about Liang Haohan!

Ye Wuxian said that Liang Botao finally couldn't survive his stubborn stalking, and promised to let go, saying that if there was a new song, it would definitely be sent!

When Ye Wuxian heard this, he was overjoyed, so he agreed.

It didn't take long for the guitar to be sent over by a backinger, and it turned out that the guitar was sent by other accompaniments in the accompaniment theater, and he was very envious of Ye Wujian.

Liang Botao saw that the guitar was delivered, so he hurriedly asked Ye Wuxian to start playing immediately, but Ye Wuxian pretended to be mysterious and said, "Wait, I need to calculate first." ”

"Forget it?" Liang Botao was surprised, he had never heard of such a rule.

Ye Wuxian nodded solemnly: "Yes, forget it." ”

"What is it?" Liang Botao looked at Ye Wuxian's face, but he didn't see anything, so he continued to ask curiously.

"Count the time and see if it's an auspicious time. Ye Wuxian said as he stretched out a hand and counted it as if it were a thing.

What? What? Did you hear me right? You have to count the time when you play, is it a good day and an auspicious time? Why do you count this? Liang Botao's heart churned, and he almost didn't react, this kid is not playing with me.

"You don't know, this piece has different effects when played at different times. Ye Wuxian glanced at Liang Botao out of the corner of his eyes and said coldly.

Liang Botao was taken aback all of a sudden: "There is still such a thing in performance?"

Ye Wuxian glanced at Liang Gongzi indifferently, nodded slightly, don't say it, there is really such a saying, at different times, such as morning, noon, and evening, the same person plays the same tune, at different times, and the feeling of playing is a little different, this is science, does Liang Botao understand?

In Ye Wuxian's impression, the person who studied the relationship between music and time seemed to be a Russian composer named Tchaikovsky or something, and Ye Wuxian didn't remember it very clearly, in short, it was a story told by the teacher when he was in school.

And now it's used to deceive, oh shouldn't it be better to educate Liang Botao, who told him to say something that shouldn't be said, this must be in accordance with his rules.

"Then when do you say is the best time to play?" Liang Botao didn't have that much patience to wait here.

Ye Wuxian closed his eyes and meditated, holding an unknown Fajue in his hand, like a magic stick, and suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Now!"

How did Liang Botao know what "Now" was, and before he could react, he saw Ye Wuxian suddenly pick up the guitar next to him, and began to play it as if he was possessed by a sound god!

Liang Botao finally understood that what NOW meant was the best time to play!

A song "Raindrops" played by Ye Wuxian was narrated for a while.

Of course, Ye Wuxian will not give Liang Botao a score that has never appeared, he must leave a hand, right, it's not that the raindrops are bad, this world-famous song is also extraordinary, a masterpiece.

Just because the raindrops have bounced in front of many people, then he will simply be generous and give it.

At this time, with the sound of the guitar, the weather seemed to echo a little, and there was a light rain outside.

Liang Botao was really divine! Could it be that playing the music really had to talk about timing? The notes that popped up and the sound of the light rain falling on the ground outside intertwined for a while, and everything sounded so harmonious and natural, like divine help.

"Drip~Drip~Drip~Tock~!"

At this time, it is in response to Ye Wuji's words, time is very important, and the performance effect is different at different times!

The song "Raindrops" is mostly glissando, and it is extremely simple to say, and it is no problem for Ye Wuxian to play it with his eyes closed.

After the song, Liang Botao immediately stood up and applauded Ye Wuxian: "Okay, what a raindrop!"

Hehe, and the pendulum clock, this is a song called a god, I thought so in my heart, but I definitely can't say that, Ye Wuxian replied loudly: "Thank you Liang Gongzi for complimenting!"

"Since Liang Gongzi has finished playing, I am leaving. ”

"Hey, it's raining outside, so it's not impossible to stay here for a day. ”

Ye Wuxian knew that Liang Botao wanted him to stay to see if he could write other tunes for him, or explore his secrets, this Liang Gongzi seemed to be quite scheming.

"Thank you Liang Gongzi for your kindness, there is still urgent business to do, and besides, I will stop after a while. Ye Wuxian arched his hand and said, he was not willing to expose even a little hole card in front of strangers.

"That's right. Liang Botao suddenly looked embarrassed, but seeing that Ye Wuxian didn't seem to be able to stay, he had to say, "Okay! Okay! Then wait for the rain to stop before leaving." ”

When the rain stopped, Liang Botao asked about the musical instrument guitar in his hand.

Ye Wuxian knew very well in his heart, and only replied that this guitar was just a small instrument in his hometown, and it was not enough for outsiders.

Liang Botao felt that Ye Wuxian answered seamlessly, obviously with reservations, so he didn't want to ask more.

It didn't take long for the rain to stop, and Ye Wuxian got up to say goodbye.

After Ye Wuxian left, Liang Botao closed the door and returned to the house, as if talking to the air.

"Hmm, what do you think of this score?"

At this time, a voice came from somewhere in the room: "Yes, this score is all good scores." ”

But the voice continued, "But your behavior just now inadvertently revealed my whereabouts. ”

Ye Wuxian deliberately showed that things were not done well just now, so he Liang Botao subconsciously glanced at the house, obviously indicating that there were people in the house.

"Even if you know, what? A person who can't practice is a waste!"

The voice was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "I always feel that this person is not simple, it is better to be cautious." ”

Then the voice continued: "The music is played differently at different times, and this is obviously a monk's saying, how could he, a mortal, know so much?