Live Beautification System

That afternoon, Ding Mu wore neat and clean clothes and came to the piano room as scheduled. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, Xue Lingyun opened the door. Ding Mu looked up and saw that the girl was dressed in a dignified long dress, like an orchid in the empty valley, and she still looked so elegant.

Ding Mu smiled with an expression of appreciation, but said in a respectful tone: "Hello, teacher, I'm here for class."

Xue Lingyun has always been very reserved, nodded slightly, pointed to a seat on the side with its back to the piano and said: "Sit down, I will test you."

Ding Mu sat down as he was told, with his back to the piano, feeling a little nervous. He didn't know how powerful the divine ears he had gotten were, and he didn't know if he would be able to hear Xue Lingyun's inner voice today!

Xue Lingyun smiled when she saw that Ding Mu was doing it with his back to her. He opened the cover of the piano and pressed a key with his green fingers. I originally wanted to tell Ding Mu that this is the baseline sound, la. But when Ding Mu heard the sound of the piano, he immediately said, "This is la in the key of C major."

Xue Lingyun didn't care. This was easier. After pressing a few more single tones, Ding Mu answered accurately one by one. Xue Lingyun was relatively satisfied and said, "Not bad. Have you practiced seriously these days?"

"More serious than that, it's just forgetting to eat and sleep. How about you increase the difficulty? I really want to challenge the limit and press a few more notes." Ding Mu was just talking nonsense. He could tell that he wasn't that hardworking at all. It all depends on the absolute pitch of God’s ear. It is simply impossible for him to practice by himself.

However, Xue Lingyun didn't know that there was such a golden finger as the real-person beautification system. She only felt that Ding Mu must have worked hard and made some progress, but this was just the foundation of the foundation and he must not be proud of it.

Immediately, Xue Lingyun skipped the difficulty of two notes at a time and stretched out three fingers directly to press a triad on the keys. Ding Mu immediately reported: "do, mi, sol."

"Not bad." Xue Lingyun was very satisfied when she saw that Ding Mu could distinguish the sound so quickly, and then tried several other major triads. Ding Mu answered them all easily.

This result was somewhat beyond Xue Lingyun's expectations. From Ding Mu's level last time, it would take months to practice to reach this point. This kid's progress is so fast. He can answer major third chords so quickly and easily.

Seeing that Ding Mu couldn't be troubled, Xue Lingyun deliberately played minor triads and augmented triad chords with rising and falling to make things difficult. She never expected that Ding Mu would say it accurately again. This time, Xue Lingyun was afraid that Ding Mu would cheat, so she kept looking back at Ding Mu. She was surprised to see that he was still sitting upright with his back to her, with no chance to peek at him. Just when he was about to ask a few questions, Ding Mu spoke first, with a bit of provocation: "It's too simple. You can add a few more notes and press them at the same time."

Seeing Ding Mu being so arrogant, Xue Lingyun couldn't help but feel slightly angry. She pressed ten completely different notes on the keyboard with ten fingers at the same time and said coldly: "Then listen to this."

Before the sound lingered, Ding Mu reported all the sounds from low to high.

In fact, Xue Lingyun pressed the keys randomly and had no idea what note she was playing. She looked down at her fingers and was surprised to find that Ding Mu got everything right. This result really shocked Xue Lingyun. She turned around quickly and said to Ding Mu: "You... how did you do this? You were still blind when you came here last time, and you have become a god of music in just a few days?"

Ding Mu was a big braggart. Seeing that he had suppressed Xue Lingyun, he was very proud and said: "This is called genius, hahaha."

Xue Lingyun saw Ding Mu's shaky look and shook her head helplessly. After trying it seriously a few more times, she found that Ding Mu could really hear ten tones at once, so she could only agree with Ding Mu's self-proclaimed genius. Xue Lingyun thought for a moment and said, "I remember there was a TV show where a person could hear absolute pitch and the sounds in nature could be converted into notes on the piano. Can you do this?"

Ding Mu said: "As long as you listen to the music, you won't be able to trouble me."

Xue Lingyun said: "If this is the case, you are really a genius."

Ding Mu complimented: "There is a way for a thousand-mile horse but not for a bole. It was you who developed it."

Everyone likes to hear good words, and Xue Lingyun is no exception. She raised her lips and said, "Are you telling the truth?"

Ding Mu's heart moved when he heard the words, and he said seriously: "Everything is sincere, and I also want to hear you say something sincere."

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Ding Mu originally wanted to ask: "Do you like me?" The words came to his lips instead: "You... I have so many advantages, which one do you like the most?"

Xue Lingyun sneered slightly and said disdainfully: "You are so narcissistic. You have no merit that makes me like you. Don't think too much and just study the piano in a down-to-earth manner."

Although Xue Lingyun looked disdainful, Ding Mu could clearly hear her heart beating a lot faster and joked: "Okay, I'm narcissistic and have no merit. Master Xue, please give me some advice on piano skills."

Xue Lingyun was well prepared and said to Ding Mu: "I taught you some basic fingering techniques last time, and your fingers are quite flexible. Today I will officially teach you a finger-opening etude, Feng Qiu Huang. The rhythm of this piece is relatively slow, You have to figure out the rhythm.”

Then, Xue Lingyun demonstrated it first, and then taught Ding Mu step by step how to learn this simple slow three-string etude. After Ding Mu practiced it three times, he would make no mistakes. After five times, he could play without reading the music score.

Xue Lingyun said with satisfaction: "Yes, I have made rapid progress. But it is only good, and there is no artistic conception at all. If you want to get the artistic conception of a piece of music, you must do two things: first, be familiar with the music and make no mistakes. Second, What I'm thinking about in my mind is not how to move my fingers, but the pictures or scenes. This is more difficult." Unknowingly, Xue Lingyun's demands on Ding Mu increased.

Ding Mu's perfect hands are extremely flexible, and he is actually very familiar with playing such a simple piece of music. After hearing what Xue Lingyun said, Ding Mu paused and said, "I'll give it a try."

Although Ding Mu was new to Guqin, he was not completely ignorant of the famous song "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix". He could still remember at least four of the eight lines in "The Romance of the West Chamber".

There is a beautiful woman. I will never forget her when I see her.

Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy.

The phoenix is ​​soaring, and the phoenix is ​​begging for it from all over the world.

Unfortunately, the beauty is not on the east wall.

Legend has it that "Feng Qiu Huang" was a famous song used by Sima Xiangru to pursue Zhuo Wenjun and arouse her affection. It is also a deeply touching and charming courtship song.

Ding Mu sat upright, with his hands on the piano, but what he was thinking about was not the music notes, but the charming scene of lingering with his lover on the weekend. After a while, my mouth became dry, my heart beat faster, and I thought like crazy. What he heard in his ears was his and Xue Lingyun's heartbeat and breathing.

At this time, Ding Mu stroked lightly with his left hand and flicked hard with his right hand, just at the moment of his heartbeat. Xue Lingyun, who was listening intently, was shocked and almost screamed.

Ding Mu felt that his whole heart was devoted to a restless scene that made people blush and heartbeat, and the sounds coming out of his hands were all that struck the heartstrings. Ding Mu, who hadn't even shed a drop of sweat during physical education class, was now feeling hot all over, with thin drops of sweat oozing out from his forehead.

At the end of the song, Ding Mu seemed unaware and played it over and over again five times. Only those who have experienced it can clearly understand the enthusiasm. Only when the last note burst out, Ding Mu realized that his and Xue Lingyun's heartbeats had already matched those of Feng. The rhythm of Qiuhuang blends in.

The room was silent for ten seconds before Xue Lingyun put down her hands holding her heart, took a deep breath, and applauded Ding Mu: "Absolutely, as far as this piece of music is concerned, your level is already above mine."

Ding Mu raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his head, calmed down the mania in his heart, looked at Xue Lingyun with seductive eyes and said: "I think it is dangerous for a man and a woman to play this piece of music together in the same room."

Xue Lingyun did not deny it and suddenly said: "Tell you the truth about what you asked me just now. I like the smell of you."

Ding Mu did not expect that Xue Lingyun would suddenly say these words. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before he realized that his five times of phoenix begging for phoenix, to Xue Lingyun who had been immersed in Guqin for more than ten years, was no less than the endless love words and passionate words. Love poetry, passionate pursuit, straightforward longing.

Xue Lingyun continued: "Don't get me wrong, I know you are not an innocent little boy, but a prodigal who wanders around the flowers. When I first met you, I smelled the scent of four or five women on you, but I couldn't hide it. Your own body is refreshing. At least it's relatively clean. I don't hate it. But I will only give my body to the person who marries me. It's hard to win over a playboy like you. I don't expect it. It's better to be friends. good."

A golden light flashed in Ding Mu's mind, he completed the "Voice of the Goddess" task perfectly, received the task reward, and the "God's Ear" was automatically solidified. Bonus: Three prompts to answer three questions about the system.

But Ding Mu couldn't care about these things at this time and said to Xue Lingyun: "I have another question that I am curious about. Do I smell? Why can't I smell it myself?"

Xue Lingyun originally thought that Ding Mu would be very disappointed, but when Ding Mu directly brought the topic to this topic, she felt slightly sad: "It is difficult for people to smell their own smell. This is because they have lived in abalone houses for a long time and do not know the smell. If When you can smell your own scent, it's already very smelly. Besides, I have a special sense of smell and have always been sensitive to smells."

Ding Mu was particularly curious about this and asked, "Can you tell me in detail how you have such special powers?"

"This is not a special function. My family comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. We have a medicinal material library at home. Even if you look at me now, I was very naughty when I was a child. I often played in it. Over time, I became familiar with the unique taste of various medicinal materials. Slowly, I found that my sense of smell was sharper than ordinary people, and I memorized the smell of many medicinal materials. Did you know that there is a profession called a scent master? Someone who specializes in smelling perfume. A senior scent master can generally identify four thousand kinds. The smell of spices. I can identify over 10,000 natural scents. And I can smell a mixture of many scents at the same time.”

Ding Mu admired sincerely: "What a fairy."

Xue Lingyun smiled sweetly again and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You still have some time to practice your ability to read music. I won't give you a demonstration. You can practice this song by yourself against this music score."

Ding Mu agreed: "Okay, I'll try again."

After listening to his inner voice, Ding Mu seemed to be a little different from Xue Lingyun on the surface, but in his heart he was much closer. In fact, neither of them had ever really been in love. They were unaware of their ambiguous feelings and could only let them slowly brew and take root.

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