"Here you go, take a look first, can you play this one..."
Ignoring the anger of the little fat man washing the copper boat, Su Pingan turned around and gave the paper in his hand to Luo Feng beside him.
Luo Feng took the paper and took a look.
Hey...it's really piano music.
However, with the strength of Luo Fengdao's fifth-level scribe, he only needs to scan the music score once to roughly judge the level of the music.
After reading it once, Luo Feng already had some concerns in his heart.
This is also an ornamental song. The whole piece is relatively soothing from the beginning. Even the most intense part is nothing more than a breeze compared to previous Zhou Xiucai's songs.
This made Luo Feng seriously doubt that Su Ping'an asked him to light up the lamp with this song. Is this serious?!
"How about this song? Is this song good?"
Bai Hao couldn't understand the music score at all, so he could only work beside him in a hurry.
Luo Feng couldn't say anything, for fear of hurting Su Ping'an's face, so he could only hesitate.
Su Ping'an saw his concerns, but he seemed to have his own concerns. He just patted Luo Feng on the shoulder and encouraged: "It's okay, you go up and play it first, I will be behind you..."
Luo Feng didn't understand what he meant and thought it was just a burst of comfort from Su Ping'an.
At this point, Luo Feng didn't have much to say. He followed up on the stage in the center of the Red Music Hall with an attitude of looking forward to death.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the people below lit up.
"Here we go, the show is about to begin!"
"Whether a song written so quickly sounds good or not is another matter. Now I strongly suspect that this guy is making it up!"
"Hahaha... Then we'll find out if we listen to it later!"
Everyone in the Red Hall was already waiting to see the joke.
No one thought that Luo Feng could play any great music.
Even the girls at the Red Music Hall don't have any expectations for Luo Feng.
On the stage, Luo Feng was lying when he said he wasn't nervous, but there was no turning back when he opened his bow. Since he was coming up, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it.
He waved his hand and took out his commonly used Wenbao lyre.
His harp is just a scholar's cultural treasure, not as good as Chun Lei, but compared with the ordinary lyre commonly used by koto literati, it is already very good.
Then he placed the music score given by Su Pingan in front of him. The music score was very simple, and he almost memorized it after reading it once. Moreover, he didn't think it would be difficult to play, so he started to play the piano gently.
Come on.
Zheng……
The melodious sound of the lyre began to slowly spread in the lobby of the Red Music Hall.
The frequency of this song is very slow at the beginning, giving people a peaceful and slightly sad feeling.
But then I listened carefully and found that many people in the concert hall frowned again.
Because this music style is completely different from the music style they have heard before, the frequency, tuning, sound movement... are all in a different style.
At first glance, it sounds very uncomfortable.
But if you listen carefully, you will still feel a sense of novelty...
But that's all.
The song is not very long, it just overlaps twice. The overall frequency is relatively slow and flat, and there are no high-energy passages.
By the time the song ended, many people in the audience were already shaking their heads.
"This song is so embarrassing to show off, even an ordinary scholar can play it."
"It's just that this piece of music is a bit too boring. Even though the tune is a bit novel, there's nothing eye-catching about it."
"Look, even the lanterns on the first floor are not lit. This song is not worth mentioning!"
"..."
In the concert hall, everyone was laughing at the music.
The people here are like that, good is good and bad is bad. They will not cheat and step on you because they think you are a scoundrel. They will not flatter you because you are a descendant of Luo Lie.
you.
Everyone is very insistent on their ethics in judging works.
The girls in the Red Hall also shook their heads. Even some girls who had a crush on Luo Feng could not praise this piece of music.
The flower girl was smiling and her eyes were shining.
He didn't look at Luo Feng, but instead focused on Su Pingan.
She didn't believe that this young man, who looked at her with calmness, was now standing up for Luo Feng in public just to make him embarrassed by playing an inconspicuous piece of music. Her intuition told her that there must be others behind this young man.
means.
On the stage, Luo Feng finished playing a song and looked up at the lantern above his head. He found that even the tassels were not bright at all, let alone bright.
It can be seen how inconspicuous this piece of music is in the hearts of everyone in the Red Music Hall, and it cannot even be regarded as a qualified work.
"Hahaha... Luo Feng, you can't even light the lantern on the first floor. What else do you have to say at this time? Why don't you come down quickly, serve me tea, admit your mistake, and call me big brother?!"
Under the stage, Xi Tongzhou became even more proud when he saw Luo Feng's miserable state, and started mocking him in public. He looked as arrogant as he could.
When Bai Hao saw this, he felt bad for Luo Feng. He clenched his fist and said, "It's over. We've lost miserably now. What should we do?!"
Su Ping'an suddenly laughed at this moment, and then applauded in public, praising loudly: "Well played!"
"Um?!"
His praise immediately stunned everyone in the concert hall.
Someone immediately shouted: "Do you know how to play the piano? How dare you say yes to this?!"
Everyone looked at Su Pingan strangely, feeling that this guy was just fooling around and didn't understand anything at all.
Su Ping'an looked back at the man and retorted: "I just wrote this piano music. Since it was the first time that the music style appeared, I was worried that Luo Feng wouldn't be able to adapt to it, so I let him practice it first. It was his first time.
See, it was also the first time he played it. He could play it just by looking at the music score. Of course I thought it was good. Besides, I didn’t say that it was Luo Feng who lit the lamp this time. I just said before that the person who played the piano would play it.
Just because the matter is left to him does not mean that he is the one who lights the lamp."
"Um?!"
Su Ping'an's words suddenly confused everyone!
All the people playing the piano went up, and they said they were not the ones lighting the lamps?!
So who is the one who lights the lamp?!
But soon, Su Ping'an told them through actions.
Su Ping'an was seen in full view of everyone, and then he also climbed onto the stage in the center of the lobby of the Red Music Hall.
Everyone watched him take the stage, with question marks on their heads.
"What is this guy doing up there?!"
"Does he want to play in an ensemble?"
"Is this guy also a Koto Bunshu?!"
Even Luo Feng and Bai Hao in the audience were confused, not knowing what Su Pingan was going to do.
At this time, Su Ping'an was already ready, then stood on the stage and faced the audience, and said loudly: "The lighting of the lights will officially begin. Oh, by the way, I haven't told everyone the name of this song yet.
