The breakfast in the palace is very elaborate and very ceremonial. If it weren't for the fact that the room layout was too modern, Han Shuang really thought that he had traveled to some ancient prince's house.

After eating a 'mediocre' breakfast, Han Shuang followed Wang Defa to the piano room. Before he walked in, he heard a faint but melodious piano sound, and when Wang Defa pushed the door open, the piano sound suddenly amplified several times.

It's like someone turned the volume switch up. Not surprisingly, sitting in front of the piano was Wang Defa's favorite granddaughter, Wang Yanran.

Today, Wang Yanran is wearing a one-shoulder white dress, and her hair is also in a good-looking bun.

The back is beautiful, and the beauty is delicious. The piano room is large, but with only a piano and a set of sofas, it looks very empty.

Han Shuang is no stranger to the song, it is the song [Autumn Whisper] that he gave to Miao Quan. Wang Defa did not remind Wang Yanran, but pulled Han Shuang to sit on the sofa and listened quietly.

And Wang Yanran didn't seem to notice that someone had walked into the piano room, and she was still playing selflessly. In all fairness, Wang Yanran's playing skills are very high, and she has a deep understanding of this song [Autumn Whispers], and in her piano sound, the faint sadness and melancholy are interpreted as neither ostentatious nor sad.

Even compared with Miao Quan, the audio-visual effect is not much better! He also understood Wang Defa's intentions at once.

It should be telling yourself in disguise, look! My granddaughter's talent is also no worse than Miao Quan! If you still have a good piano song, give it to her!

Soon, Wang Yanran finished playing, slowly got up and walked over.

"Grandpa, Teacher Sun." She whispered hello.

"Yanran, you and Xiaoyou are the same age, don't call the teacher, it seems to be a raw point. In this way, you follow Miao Quan and call him Han Shuang too! Little friend, you won't mind, will you? Han Shuang smiled,

"No, it won't." Wang Defa then looked at his granddaughter,

"Xiaoyou's time is precious, I don't know when I will leave, you play the original song and let Xiaoyou taste it." Wang Yanran nodded and returned to the piano.

"My granddaughter, everything is good, but her temperament is too arrogant, I told her two family affairs, but she refused, what to say, her man must have the world's best talent, but she is already so good, where to find such a genius! By the way, Xiaoyou, do you have a girlfriend? Taking advantage of Wang Yanran's adjustment state, Wang Defa said this.

Han Shuang secretly wanted to laugh, you are so stupid, I can hear it. He treats me as a brother on the lips, but privately wants me to be your grandson-in-law.

"Yes, it's still two." Hearing this answer, Wang Defa was stunned at first, and then gave a thumbs up and praised: "No wonder you and I hit it off at first sight, it turns out that our hobbies are so similar!" Han Shuang: "......" It was only later that he learned that this old guy had married six wives in his life..... Soon, the sound of the piano was heard, and the conversation was temporarily stopped.

After ten minutes, the playing stopped. How to put it, maybe to ordinary people, it is very advanced. But for Han Shuang, who has opened his god-level piano skills, this original song can't be said to be bad, but it's definitely not good.

At the very least, it didn't give him a particularly different feeling. As for the artistic conception or something, there is no way to mention it.

"Little friend, give me some advice!" Han Shuang pondered for a moment, he was organizing the language, trying to express his thoughts with a language art that was not hurtful but not contrary to his heart.

"Well, it's okay. The overall is still very smooth, and the design of several chords is very clever and advanced, and the fingering requirements for playing are very high, but the emotional cohesion is a little scattered, and people can't hear the feeling from the notes. ”

"In a word! At the beginning, I told Yanran that this original song has no obvious shortcomings, but it also has no outstanding advantages, and it is more like a story without a stirring plot. The rhetoric of the story is gorgeous, and you can see the author's extraordinary writing, but the plot is not attractive and too peaceful. Wang Defa added two sentences.

Han Shuang continued: "Then since you know the shortcomings, why don't you help her change it?" Wang Defa was stunned for a moment, and his old face was slightly sneering.

"It's not that I don't want to change, it's that I can't! The style and general framework of this original song have been set, and unless the whole song is changed, the effect after the change is even more unsatisfactory! If the whole song is changed, it will be a rewrite of the song! Han Shuang thought about it, nodded and said, "Then what can I do?" Seeing Han Shuang's outspokenness, Wang Defa didn't hide it anymore, and directly pointed out the ultimate goal: "I want you to change it and see if the original song can have a different vitality." Han Shuang smiled dumbly,

"You said that you can't change it, so if I change it, isn't it also unsatisfactory?" Wang Defa laughed: "Your composition skills can't even be seen through by me, maybe you have the ability to turn decay into magic!" If it really doesn't work, let's make drastic changes to everything! It shouldn't take much effort for you. The last sentence finally made his fox tail show, and his purpose was to get one of his original songs.

Han Shuang will do what he wants, and if he wants to give Wang Yanran an original song, there must be a reasonable reason, right?

At that moment, he showed a helpless expression: "Okay, I'll try." With that, he got up and walked to the piano.

Holding this original music score in his hand, Han Shuang looked at it carefully for several minutes. Then, I sandwiched it in the sheet music folder again, and played it as I watched.

The same score, the same notes, played by Han Shuang's hand, the effect is very different.

At least that's what Wang Defa's granddaughter thinks. But due to the quality of the original song, even Han Shuang's dedication to interpretation still can't cover up some of these flaws.

If you change it, you can upgrade the emotion of this original song, but it's a bit troublesome. Han Shuang didn't bother to change it, and after playing, without waiting for Wang Defa to speak, he said directly: "When I was sleeping last night, I suddenly remembered that during the Chinese New Year, I also wrote an original song, or, you listen to me?" Wang Defa's old eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Okay! Be all ears. This is not a compliment!

For Han Shuang, he has always believed that this is a musical genius sent by God! After a night of thinking, he had made up his mind.

Even if it is Lai, let his granddaughter Yanran be tied to him Han Shuang! Miao Quan's piano skills are not even as good as her granddaughter's, but with Han Shuang's help, what is the situation now?

The youngest gold-level pianist in Xia Guo, the youngest director of the Golden Leaf Hall, and the piano ambassador of Xia Guo!

Did she really earn these honors herself? Others don't know, but he, Wang Defa, still has insight into the strangeness.

In the past year, Miao Quan has never been in contact with Han Shuang again, and the road of creation has also been broken. Is she uninspired?

I'm afraid not really, right? and Yang Shuo, his works in the past two years have not been up to or below, not to mention compared with [To Alice], even if it is himself, he can't catch up.

When there are more coincidences, they are no longer coincidences. Therefore, whether it is to send it or change it, Wang Defa has to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ask Han Shuang for an original piano song!

Now, Han Shuang took the initiative to perform his original song, and Wang Defa was naturally overjoyed. Wang Yanran, who was on the side, also cheered up and wanted to hear if this original song could surpass her own level.

..... After adjusting his state, Han Shuang took a deep breath, and first a habitual finger came from his right hand, and the light and fast notes floated by, and then, it was a minor key that jumped repeatedly.

Then, Han Shuang played with both hands, which can be regarded as officially entering the original song. After about six or seven minutes, Han Shuang stopped playing, got up slowly, and smiled at the two shocked faces behind him.

He was not surprised that the granddaughters could show such expressions. In the Celestial Empire, this is an authentic local song that is well-known at home and abroad!

After a few seconds, Wang Defa muttered, "This original song...... Is there a name? ”

"Yes, Liang Zhu."