Chapter 136 Who is good at playing traditional musical instruments?
Saturday morning, under the big banyan tree in the first grade playground.

In order not to disturb their roommates who were still sleeping, Li Yan and Lin Heng tacitly chose to go outdoors.

The temperature has dropped a bit, but the sun is shining brightly, so wearing a woolen sweater under the school uniform jacket is enough.

"We feel like we're in an idol drama right now." Lin Heng held his guitar, "It's a pity there aren't any pretty female classmates next to me."

"Then I'll go?"

Lin Heng just smiled. In terms of flirtation, Li Yan was indeed not as good as him. This kind of teasing was commonplace for him.

"Last night I picked out three more versions. One was cheerful but without much twists and turns, one had a clear twist, cheerful at the beginning and relaxed at the end, and one was festive but rushed."

Lin Heng said this as he opened his notebook, on which was recorded the melody he had worked on on Friday.

Li Yan nodded, indicating that Lin Heng could start the performance.

Li Yan had originally planned to sing on Friday night, but the two of them each took out seven or eight simple scores and couldn't come to a conclusion after discussing them for a long time. The key point was that their roommates were talking at the same time, which really disrupted the rhythm.

In the end, the work that night came down to selecting the best three songs.

Lin Heng has received music education since childhood. He is good at guitar, piano and related instruments - electric guitar, bass, electric piano, etc. He also has a dedicated vocal teacher.

He naturally learned a lot of music theory, but he didn't like it and thought it was too boring.

Lin Heng would rather play the guitar for an entire afternoon than write down the musical notation in a notebook.

But after all, I hired a professional teacher, so I still have the ability to sight-sing, ear-training, and transcribing music scores. In addition, I can play the piano, so I have accumulated a lot of familiarity with music scores.

Even so, when he really wanted to compose a song, he still had to pick up some theoretical books and string together all the relevant knowledge in his mind before he could slowly write some melodies.

Speed, beat, pitch, duration...it's really hard to think about it.

So he used a "simplified" approach, selecting melodies that were "cheerful and festive" from the melodies commonly used in pop music. Why was there no "sweetness"?
Because he really didn't know what a sweet atmosphere was like.

After choosing the melody, we use it as the basis to make fine adjustments to the rhythm. After adjusting it in different directions, we will produce multiple different versions of the composition.

The advantages are obvious and relatively mature; the disadvantages are more obvious and there is a strong sense of déjà vu.

"I'll just hum some simple guitar chords for now and not sing the lyrics." Lin Heng said.

"The lyrics are a matter for later. Even the pronunciation still needs to be worked on." Li Yan nodded.

Then Lin Heng hummed three songs quietly, and in the empty playground, the sound quickly dissipated with the wind.

Li Yan did not comment, but took out her own music - only one.

Lin Heng suddenly felt a surge of pressure.

I experienced it last night... The music score Li Yan threw out has a kind of spiritual aura. Just looking at the score, you can tell that the variations are much richer than his.

Why? It's impossible!

This was Lin Heng’s thought the moment he saw the music score.

He watched helplessly as his roommate went from knowing nothing to composing music. Even if this person had a strong learning ability or was a genius, he could not learn basic music theory just by reading books.

There has to be accumulation! Sight-singing and ear-training are accumulative training. Lin Heng's own speed of reading music is also trained by practicing musical instruments for many years. Li Yan has been wearing headphones to listen to music these two days. Is this called accumulation?

Li Yan hummed her own tune and only followed the simple tapping beat.

The more Lin Heng listened, the more frightened he became, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"I picked and chose, and I think I should just keep the best ones." Li Yan smiled and patted the music score on the tree pit, "How do you think?"

"it is good."

This made Li Yan at a loss for words.

Lin Heng tore up the three songs recorded in the notebook and threw them to the ground.

"If I can't even describe the spiritual energy in your music, why shouldn't I choose it?"

Li Yan picked up the music that Lin Heng had thrown away. "As long as it's your own creation, don't throw it away. It will bear witness to your progress."

Lin Heng took it with a complicated expression, "Yan, I really find it hard to understand, or perhaps hard to accept. Composing music is not just about knowing music theory, it requires accumulation. I have accumulated so much, but in the end I still have to pick out ready-made melodies to modify. Can you think of a cheerful melody in your mind?"

“So I’ve been listening to music these past two days.”

Linheng Petrochemical.

"I didn't take notes while listening to the songs. I just listened to a lot of songs that matched my mood, and I changed songs after listening to one," Li Yan said. "I have to thank my best friend for lending me his MP3. My mobile data fee is going to explode after downloading so many songs." "What do you do after listening to them?"

"Zhang Wuji learns Tai Chi."

Lin Heng unexpectedly had a sense of enlightenment, and at the same time had a strong desire to complain about his own enlightenment.

"Listen to a lot of it, then forget it, don't be influenced by any ready-made song, stare at the lyrics of Qingyu'an, hum whatever you want, that's it."

"If you forget everything, you have learned it, right?"

"Yes, that's what I mean. The premise of mastering everything is not to be restricted by any framework."

Lin Heng still wanted to tear up the music score in his hand.

He looked at Li Yan's simple music score, hummed along, looked at Li Yan in surprise, and then hummed again.

"You were in the dormitory at that time. How did you say it? Cheerful, lively, sweet, and then a little hurried, showing the protagonist's anxiety, reaching its climax with 'Looking for him among the crowd for thousands of times'..."

“Then it suddenly gathers, and when it comes to ‘Looking Back Suddenly’, the rhythm slows down, slowly descends, and finally stops abruptly.”

Lin Heng opened his mouth, his handsome face full of shock, "It's exactly the rhythm you said, but there's not even any arrangement yet! How can there be such an abrupt ending? How can there be such a 'sweet' feeling?"

Li Yan didn't want to provoke Lin Heng any more. "If you are satisfied with this song, we should figure out how to sing it with the lyrics, make some adjustments, and start composing the music at the same time. We are a little pressed for time."

Of course, he couldn't tell Lin Heng that his composition attempts over the past two days had increased his "composition" skill by 5 points to 39 points.

I didn't make any breakthrough in music theory, still got 37 points, which means my composition knowledge is even higher than my music theory knowledge.

However, the upper limit of composition is not limited by music theory.

This is also thanks to his 5 points of secondary skill intelligence. With the understanding, memory and imagination of up to 50% progress bar, "creative" behaviors such as composing will be explosively improved as long as there are supporting conditions of corresponding theoretical knowledge.

As for the third-level skill "Music", it was also improved a little due to the improvement in composition and music theory, and it also radiated to the fourth-level skill "Music Instrument", directly raising the score of the instrument to 36 points. These are all considered desserts after the meal.

When Lin Heng finds out that Li Yan hasn't practiced her instrument recently, but her level has improved inexplicably, he wonders if her Tao heart will be broken...

"Composition," Lin Heng pursed his lips, "To be honest, I don't have any idea at the moment. I still need to digest your song. Do you have any ideas?"

"Yes, a little bit." Li Yan took out another sheet of music. It looked like a ghost painting with various patches. It was obviously the product of many times of struggling. "It was a very rough version."

Rough... rough? This is a manuscript of five-line music, even the instruments are marked!

"No, when did you acquire this knowledge?"

As soon as I tried to compose the music, it was activated, and once activated I was radiated, and I got 36 points in an instant, and mastered it in one second.

"No, no, when did you write this score?"

I get up early in the morning and write a little, I write a little during class, and I write a little during self-study at night. As I said, time is like water in a sponge...

"No, no, no... Why are there folk instruments?"

Lin Heng had too many questions at once.

"I tried the Chinese pentatonic scale. Although many people think it is a kind of metaphysics, the final listening experience and the emotion conveyed still need to be combined with the timbre of the instruments, the performance of the voice, etc." Li Yan said, "Anyway, if we can find the right national musical instrument and combine it with the pentatonic scale, the effect should be better."

"Have you thought about it to this extent?"

"We can continue to discuss the specific arrangement. My current idea is to use the Yu mode as the main tune for the whole song, and then change the interlude to the Gong mode before the second verse. I wonder if it is feasible?"

Lin Heng bit his lip for a while, then suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had thought of something crucial:

"I don't know how to play a traditional instrument. Do you know how to play it?"

“Who is good at playing folk instruments?”

Lin Heng rolled his eyes, "She won't agree."

"I've felt it since the beginning of school. You and Lin Zhengmo..."

"Don't tell anyone else, she's my cousin."

Li Yan raised her eyebrows, which was expected.

"Besides, she hates me." Lin Heng sighed.

(End of this chapter)