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Chapter 279 The Divine Comedy is Imperfect

For a time, Xiao Muyang and the other three became the focus of attention of the crowd.

"This girl..."

Xiao Muyang felt countless eyes from around him looking towards him. He couldn't help but rub his eyebrows and felt a little headache. He just expressed his thoughts. How could he know that Cai'er would say it out and say it so loudly that it would directly attract everyone?

Attention.

However, he could probably guess what Cai'er was thinking, which was to get him to get Master Zong's attention. However, this was not what he thought. The current situation was completely beyond his expectation, and he could only resort to tricks.

Many people looked at Cai'er with strange expressions. They clearly heard just now that this girl said that artistic conception was more important. She seemed to be very confident. Could it be that she also understands piano?

At the front of the banquet, Zong Lingfeng stared at Cai'er from a distance, with a hint of expectation in his vicissitudes of life. He looked at her and asked, "What's the reason?"

Cai'er seemed to be very courageous. Even though the person she was facing at the moment was the No. 1 Qin Dao master in Wangyue City, there was no hint of timidity on her face, and she answered confidently: "The purpose of playing Qin music is to express your inner feelings."

When emotions are expressed, passed on to others, and resonate in others' hearts, the artistic conception is naturally more important."

After saying this, the whole place fell into silence.

I saw many people with pensive expressions on their faces, as if they were thinking about something. This girl's answer seemed to make some sense.

"Bang." Linghu Qingyue's heart suddenly trembled, as if she understood something.

If the music has no technique, although it has lost its original glory, it can still arouse the resonance of others. However, if there is no artistic conception, in a sense, it cannot be called music at all.

From this point of view, the artistic conception is naturally more important.

Soon more people realized this, and all looked at Cai'er, with a strange color in their eyes. This girl looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. Did she understand Qindao so deeply?

At this moment, the expressions of Linghu Qingyue and several of his colleagues were condensed, and they thought of more things.

Looking back, this answer is actually not difficult. However, they fell into inertial thinking and did not consider the essence of the music. This little girl was simple in heart and did not think too much. From her perspective, it was easy.

Think of this.

Therefore, this does not represent how deeply the girl understands the art of piano, but to be able to think of this at such a young age shows that her talent in the art of piano must be pretty good.

"You're right." A voice of praise came from Zong Lingfeng's mouth. A smile appeared on his face, he looked at Cai'er and asked in a gentle tone: "What's your name?"

"He Cai'er." Cai'er replied.

"Among so many people, you are the only one who answered my question correctly. Have you ever learned the piano before?" Zong Lingfeng asked again, causing a look of excitement in the eyes of the people present. Master Zong, are you planning to teach in this country?

Her?

However, Cai'er shook her head and said, "I didn't get the answer right."

Everyone's expressions immediately froze when they heard this. Wasn't she the right answer?

What does it mean?

Could it be that there is someone else?

Zong Lingfeng's pupils shrank slightly and his expression changed. Before, he was a little curious about how a little girl could see through the true nature of Qindao. It turned out that there were other people behind her.

Then I saw Cai'er slowly turning her head, her clean eyes looking at the young man in white beside her, an extremely brilliant smile blooming on her delicate little face, and she said proudly: "The answer just now was told to me by this brother.

.”

In an instant, countless people's eyes were focused on Xiao Muyang, with different expressions on their faces.

Did this person answer it correctly?

Although this boy is older than the girl, he should be around fifteen years old. Being able to answer Master Chuzong's questions is also very difficult.

Linghu Qingyue looked at Xiao Muyang with her beautiful eyes. She saw He Jingyuan next to her, and she vaguely guessed something. This person might be related to He Jingyuan.

"Did you answer the question just now correctly?"

At this time, Zong Lingfeng stared at Xiao Muyang and asked, with a hint of deep meaning on his face. He was wondering, could there be someone behind this young man?

"It is indeed a junior." Xiao Muyang responded calmly. Since Cai'er had already pushed him out, if he denied it, wouldn't he be deceiving Master Zong in public, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Seeing Xiao Muyang admit it, Zong Lingfeng's eyes showed a strange color, and asked: "Let me ask you another question, how to make the artistic conception of the piano music perfect?"

Xiao Muyang's eyes narrowed for a moment, and then he replied: "In the opinion of this younger generation, there is no perfect artistic conception in this world, and even those unparalleled divine songs are not perfect."

"So arrogant..." The crowd present suddenly felt furious in their hearts, and their faces were inexplicably horrified. This young man dared to say that there is no perfect artistic conception in the world, and even the Divine Comedy is not perfect.

Who does he think he is to be qualified to comment on the Divine Comedy?

"Since it is a divine comedy, it is a masterpiece. Why do you say that the artistic conception of the divine comedy is not perfect?" Zong Lingfeng asked, his tone inadvertently becoming a little heavier, and there was a sharp edge in his eyes, which seemed to be affected by Xiao Muyang's words.

The words were shocking.

Even though it is a divine comedy, it is not perfect.

What arrogant words!

"The artistic conception of the Divine Comedy is broad and profound, and is countless times stronger than ordinary Qin music. However, it is ultimately exhausted and cannot contain all changes." Xiao Muyang slowly said: "The essence of martial arts practice is also the same. There is no absolute perfection.

Only nearly perfect.”

After Xiao Muyang's words came out, the space became quiet again, and not a single sound came out.

I saw that the crowd's eyes towards Xiao Muyang gradually changed. They were no longer as contemptuous as before, but more serious, as if they agreed with his explanation just now.

It is a well-known fact that everything in the world is not perfect, so it is not difficult to understand that there is no perfect artistic conception in the music.

However, even so, they are still not at peace in their hearts. The artistic conception of the Divine Comedy is not perfect. It is really unimaginable that such shocking words come from the mouth of a young man. After all, the reason why the Divine Comedy is the Divine Comedy is that it is invincible. There is no

Music can transcend.

The big shots sitting at the front of the banquet could not help but have a deeper impression of Xiao Muyang in their hearts. This young man was indeed a bit extraordinary.

He Jingyuan looked at the young man beside him, and saw that there was no movement on the handsome face, as if nothing had happened. He was shocked in his heart. Under such a scene, he could still maintain a calm and calm attitude.

Where did he come from?

"Have you ever learned piano before?" Zong Lingfeng looked at Xiao Muyang and asked again, his expression a little more serious than before.

"I know a little bit about it. What I just said is wrong. Please forgive me, master." Xiao Muyang bowed and replied, his attitude seemed extremely humble.

"It turns out that I have learned the piano before, no wonder I have such insight." Many people suddenly realized that if they had never learned the piano, it would be impossible for them to speak imperfect words about the Divine Comedy.

"Play a piece and let me see your piano skills." Zong Lingfeng said again.

"Uh..." Xiao Muyang looked stunned for a moment. Do you want to play it live?

Many people looked at Xiao Muyang with a bit of curiosity in their eyes. This young man's words were astonishing, and they wondered what his real level of piano skills was.

At this time, a maid walked up to Xiao Muyang with a long qin in her hand. When Xiao Muyang saw this, she knew that she could not shirk the situation, so she had to take the long qin.

That being the case, let's play a song.

I saw him sitting on the floor, thinking for a moment, and then plucked the strings with his ten fingers, and wisps of beautiful and melodious music floated out and reached everyone's eardrums.

"Nishang Yuyi Song." Many people's hearts moved slightly after hearing the qin music. This music is very widely circulated. Anyone who has heard qin music before will not be unfamiliar with this qin music.

Xiao Muyang's eyes were closed, and his ten fingers were flying on the strings. At this moment, the only sound of the piano existed in the space, and everyone was quietly feeling the music coming from their ears.

At a certain moment, many people frowned, as if they felt something was wrong, but they couldn't put their finger on it.

"I played a wrong note." Linghu Qingyue said in a low voice. The fellow disciples beside her all nodded, obviously hearing it.

But Xiao Muyang didn't seem to notice it and kept playing. After that, Linghu Qingyue and others heard several mistakes in the playing.

At the end of the song, Xiao Muyang removed his fingers from the strings, looked at Zong Lingfeng, and said, "This junior is showing off his embarrassment."

"Yes." Zong Lingfeng nodded lightly, then looked at Linghu Qingyue and asked: "Qingyue, what do you think of the music he played just now?"

"The artistic conception and technique of the music are acceptable. It can be seen that he must have played it many times before, but he made many wrong notes in the middle, resulting in insufficient fluency and making others feel uncomfortable." Linghu Qingyue replied.

Xiao Muyang looked at Linghu Qingyue, his face looked very calm, as if everything was as expected by him, and those wrong words were naturally made by him on purpose. If the performance was too perfect, it would definitely attract the attention of others.

Anything good in Lin Feng will be destroyed. He has already suffered losses in Canglan before, so it is naturally impossible for him to make the same mistake again now.

"That's right." Zong Lingfeng nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Xiao Muyang and said with a smile: "I will teach you a formula, remember it in your heart, and then play it again to see the effect."

The crowd trembled inwardly when they heard this, and their eyes were extremely shocked. Master Zong actually wanted to teach him the secret formula!

Then I saw Zong Lingfeng's lips moving, as if he was saying something. At the same time, a voice came from Xiao Muyang's eardrums. A look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he finally knew what the formula Zong Lingfeng said was.

This so-called 'rhythm' can indeed help the player make fewer mistakes, but for him, it has no effect.

Although he thought so in his heart, Xiao Muyang still showed gratitude on his face, looked at Zong Lingfeng and said: "Thank you, master, for your advice."

The crowd all looked at Xiao Muyang, feeling extremely curious in their hearts, what did Master Zong say to him just now?

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