Long Yin took the music score and flipped through it curiously. He had learned how to speak Chinese in the training camp, but he had only learned how to speak Chinese from his Ninth Great Uncle when he arrived at Wengcao Village.
Fortunately, it was not difficult.
He found that there was some introduction at the beginning of the book. It was a music score that could be used to learn the guitar by oneself.
"Other than the universal music score, the guitar can also use a more intuitive score. Look here.”
Zhou Bichang pointed at the first piece of music that Long Yin had flipped over," Star Whisper and Wish ", then picked up a guitar and started playing.
Zhou Bichang played and sang live.
Long Yin listened attentively as well. At the same time, he clearly saw the changes in Zhou Bichang's fingers and naturally replayed every detail in his mind.
He vaguely felt that listening to this music and learning this music could also adjust his mood in another way.
This might be of some use to him.
After the song, Long Yin asked tentatively,""It doesn't seem difficult?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Come and give it a try!" Yaya suddenly felt that she had seen an opportunity to trick Long Yin.
Many instruments did not seem difficult, but the problem was the practice of fingering, the strength, and so on. That was very important.
Anyone could play the guitar, but it took a lot of time to play a song, and the rhythm was even more complicated.
Long Yin took the guitar and imitated Zhou Bichang's posture. Zhou Bichang dutifully pointed out the hand gestures to hold the guitar and plucked the strings with his fingers.
The bullet screen was full of exaggerated shouts," The newcomer's first piano test begins!”
"The volume has been adjusted to the minimum."
"This live broadcast will die sooner or later. They dare to broadcast anything.”
"Don't you think that it's very cute of your younger sister to take the initiative to teach Long Yin?”
"Sister really seems to have become a lot more lively.”
"Yaya feels like she's going further and further down the road of black-bellied brothers.”
The next moment, Long Yin plucked the strings, and a string of smooth music jumped out from his fingers. Long Yin's every movement was extremely accurate, even if it was a change in pitch, it was not the slightest bit off without hesitation.
Other than the fact that they were still playing by the side, the rhythm was a little stiff. They looked like people who had practiced for at least two to three months.
Zhang Zifeng and the other two widened their eyes in disbelief. Was Long Yin pretending earlier?
"I feel cheated!"
"He actually learned it before. It seems like he has learned it for a period of time.”
"He's indeed not an expert, but he definitely spent time learning it!”
"This isn't a deliberate act, right? It feels a little fake.”
……
Long Yin didn't know what the others thought, nor did he care. He frowned and stopped,""Isn't it a lot worse?"
Zhou Bichang didn't know what to say.
"Have you learned it before?" Tong Liya asked. If she had learned how to act like this, she knew that it was easy to attract criticism.
It was still being broadcasted live!
Long Yin shook his head.”
Then, he looked back at the guitar, closed his eyes, and recalled every movement Zhou Bi had sung before, analyzing it carefully.
Tong Liya and Zhou Bichang did not quite believe it. They wanted to say something, but Zhang Zifeng suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled, shaking his head slightly to indicate that he was waiting.
She felt that Long Yin was not lying!
She trusted her own feelings.
At this moment, the bullet screen had started, and all kinds of negative comments suddenly increased. Although Long Yin had gained quite a bit of popularity and attracted a bit of attention, there were actually not many true fans.
On the production team's side, they had already noticed the problem and quickly contacted the director at the scene, hoping to think of a way to make Tong Liya and the other two quickly remedy the situation.
At this moment, Long Yin opened his eyes again. The surrounding people suddenly felt that Long Yin's aura seemed to have changed.
The faint sound of the zither sounded again.
A faint sadness seemed to flow in Long Yin's heart as he lowered his head to watch the guitar. He didn't look like a beginner at all.
I need to control myself
No one will see me cry
Pretending to be indifferent to you
I don't want to think of you
Blame myself for not having the courage
My heart hurts so much that I can't breathe
Can't find the traces you left behind
watch you
was powerless
Let you disappear at the end of the world
Can't find a reason to be strong
I can't feel your gentleness anymore
Tell me where the starry sky is
Was there an end to it…
Long Yin didn't know who the song was referring to. He couldn't help but think of Annie.
There were many people in the training camp who could already go on missions. Although they still needed to receive training, they would occasionally go out to do missions. However, if they went out, they would also be controlled. If they did not return within the specified time, they would die.
Annie was such a person.
Annie was like his sister and mother.
Later, she died.
However, he was lucky enough to meet Grandma. In fact, he hadn't thought about Annie for a while.
The surroundings were silent. Even the live broadcast room suddenly stopped sending bullet comments.
It was only when Long Yin's last syllable disappeared, and the sadness that he was feeling disappeared, that everyone finally came back to their senses.
However, even now, everyone still found it hard to believe.
What kind of immortal was this?
"Oh my god, I feel like crying.”
"What kind of god level is this?"
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