"What do you mean by turning the void into reality?”Qu Ge asked again.
Wu Ming didn't answer. Instead, he asked curiously,""You don't seem to be in a hurry at all? He still had the mood to think about this and see what the others were doing?”
Quge looked over, and almost all of them had expressions of reminiscence and contemplation.
The Chuming musicians were even more conflicted. Their fingers trembled as they tried to master the song.
A person's memory was limited. At this time, no one dared to be distracted.
"It was Qu Ge who was rude and delayed Wu Ming's time.”
"No worries." Wu Ming was even more curious about Qu Ge's reaction." You haven't answered me. Why aren't you anxious? Could it be that you didn't remember anything and simply gave up?”
"No, I just have a good memory.”
"Really?" Wu Ming's eyes lit up.
Qu Ge nodded slightly.
"Good talent." Wu Ming was overjoyed." As expected of a heaven-bestowed Guqin Gall. You're indeed outstanding."”
As both of them were from the Humble Class, they felt a sense of closeness the first time they met.
"Since that's the case, I'll tell you.”Wu Ming probably didn't want to disturb others, so he used a secret voice.
"The so-called turning the void into reality is because when the green lotus is playing the melody, the lotus seed sprouting out of the ground is fake and an illusion. As I said before, the deeper the mastery of the music and the more perfect the performance, the more real the green lotus will be. You should have seen lotus flowers before. Ordinary green lotuses don't have leaves, but the green lotuses that grow in the holy land of Confucius, the ancestor of music, are different. They grow nine leaves, also known as the nine-leaf green lotus.”
"When playing the foreign tune, every time the nine-leaf lotus opens, it means that the player has a better grasp of the foreign tune. If all nine leaves open, it means that the player has successfully grasped the melody.”
"I've participated in many music competitions, and very few musicians can make the green lotus bloom.”
"After the nine leaves bloom, the next step is to bloom the lotus flower. Only when the lotus flower blooms can it turn illusory into corporeal, and from illusory to corporeal can it be plucked and used.”
Wu Ming explained in detail.
Qu Ge thought for a moment and said," Mastering the melody of the leaves and knowing the joy of blooming, does that mean that if one understands the meaning of the melody, the Nine-leaf Green Lotus will bear lotus seeds?”
"Lotus Seed, don't even think about it. I've never heard of a musician below rhyme who could grasp the meaning of a foreign tune in a short time, even if it was just a mortal tune.”
It was considered a side answer to Qu Ge's question.
Is that so…
Understanding the meaning of the song could produce lotus seeds.
Wu Ming had said before that a lotus leaf cost half a tael of gold, so the lotus seed should be even more precious.
Qu Ge fell into deep thought.
This song was called 'The Sea'.
Wang Shan had just announced.
The title of a piece of music was often the composer's summary of the entire piece.
Some musicians began to comprehend the meaning of the song from the name of the song.
The ocean?
What was in the sea? What were the characteristics of the sea?
" There are fish in the sea, there are tides rising and falling, there are waves and tsunamis…" Qu Ge pondered.
Qu Ge had lied to Wu Ming about something. He did not remember the score completely.
However, there was something in this world called a golden finger.
The score that Wang Shan had written previously appeared in the music hall in Qu Ge's mind word for word.
To Qu Ge, this was an unexpected surprise.
It turned out that not only books, as long as one had read them, they could be included in the Music Hall.
While the other musicians were still thinking hard and trying to remember, Qu Ge had already begun to comprehend the song.
This score was extremely detailed. Not only did it indicate the heavenly wind sound and the earth fiend frequency, but even the music wave band was clearly written.
Any musician could learn the melody in a short time by comparing it with the score.
Without a comparison, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens to learn it.
No wonder Wang Shan had said that the competition was a test of memory, music theory, and music skills.
"Everyone, who's first?"
Everyone looked at each other. No one dared to be the first to play.
Actually, this segment was a test of one's heart.
It did not mean that the person who played later had an advantage.
As time passed, he might forget the score that he had already memorized.
It was not appropriate to watch others play and correct it by comparing it to his own.
Because you don't know if it's right or not. The more you cultivate, the greater the deviation.
Instead, it would disrupt his thoughts.
Moreover, different people learned different instruments.
Some were zither, some were flute, some were pipa, some were flute…
Although it was the same score, the way it was played was completely different. How could he hear the subtle changes in the tune?
In the end, he still had to rely on himself.
"Since no one is willing to be the first person, this little brother will throw out a brick to attract jade.”
A Chuming musician stood up. He looked young, but he did not have stage fright at all.
At this moment.
Inside the ship.
"It's starting, it's starting."
"It's Qijie, I know him. I didn't expect him to have such guts.”
"Qijie made the right choice. The further you go, the more chaotic the sounds will be and the more your thoughts will be disturbed.”
"His courage is commendable. Being the first to go on stage has its benefits. At least everyone remembers him.”
"What about that Qu Ge who was gifted with Guqin Gall? I don't know when he'll play, but I'm looking forward to his performance.”
"Don't hold any hope. Playing a foreign song tests the basics the most. Just memorizing the score is extremely difficult. In the end, he's still Meng Sheng.”
"Speaking of which, we've also seen the score. May I ask brother, how much do you remember?”
"I'm ashamed, it's less than 50%."
"I'm a little better. I remembered 70%, but I've already forgotten about 10%.”
"I wonder if I can see the grand scene of the green lotus blooming tonight.”
"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"
All kinds of discussions immediately stopped when the first note sounded.
Everyone gathered to listen.
However, not long after, a disappointed sigh was heard.
"This melody can't even startle the Nine-leaf Green Lotus. The first four parts are correct, but from the fifth part onwards, there are frequent mistakes. Moreover, the finger movements are not smooth, and you haven't even mastered the music yet.”
"Brother Li is too harsh. How many Chuming musicians can understand everything and play it smoothly just by looking at the score?”
"Therefore, the most important thing for this person is not to participate in the competition and pursue fame, but to study hard.”
"Fame…All musicians in the world want to be famous. If you don't have the strength, even if you are famous, it's just a false reputation.”
At the competition venue.
The zither music barely lasted for the time for half an incense stick to burn before it could no longer continue.
Chuming looked a little embarrassed.
The seed of the green lotus in the flower pot didn't move at all.
No one laughed at him.
No one knew what kind of surprise the next person would bring.
This was the charm of competition.
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