Shao Siming actually regretted that he wanted to learn.

Because as a master of this, it is too difficult for her to act like a rookie.

But she could not refuse this kind of reincarnation experience of role transformation, as if the lovesickness and hopes of countless years from ancient times to the present have been integrated in such an ensemble, filling in many, many emotions. That kind of emotion is really hard to explain.

"Don't be so tense. Are your fingers chicken feet?" Xia Guixuan's somewhat angry voice came from beside him: "I'm still distracted!"

Shao Siming lowered his eyes.

If you are pretending to be stupid, you are pretending to be quite similar.

Anyway, it’s better than me, so I can’t pretend, so of course I can only keep my hands tight. She said angrily: “I heard that beginners always have their fingers tense like this, so I’m not particularly stupid!”

Xia Guixuan said: "But they are not distracted. Besides, who says every beginner has his fingers tense? I know that many people get started as soon as they learn it."

Shao Siming Qi said: "Who?"

Xia Guixuan pointed to his nose: "I."

Shao Siming tilted his head.

Blow you, wasn’t your hands tense like zombies at that time? Or I just spread your fingers one by one and took you to bounce them...

Just as I was thinking about this, I felt my hand was being held.

Xia Guixuan slowly turned her fingers and whispered: "Relax, you won't be able to learn the piano well like this... After practicing this, are you still afraid that the strings of the piano can be cut off?"

Shao Siming stared at him one by one and leaned his fingers one by one. The touch of the fingers was so familiar, but it turned up and down.

After staying for a while, she realized, pulled her hands suddenly, stood up and said angrily: "Father God must not do this..."

Xia Guixuan looked up at her, but smiled and didn't care. Instead, he sat in front of the piano and stretched out his hand to stroke the strings: "I'll try playing a song, you listen first... and look at the fingering first."

The sound of the Yaoqin is coming, and ancient music is flying.

The thoughts and thoughts are passed down from thousands of miles, echoing in the hearts of thousands of gods.

Someone who is proficient in the Tao recognizes it, what kind of music is that?

The singer's response gradually floated from the sacred mountain, and the mountains were melodious: "Where is the evening tonight, flowing in the boat. When will I go today, I can boat with the prince.

I was so ashamed that I was not ashamed. I was so upset that I learned that the prince was.

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. I am happy to you but I don’t know.”

There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I am happy to you but I don’t know.

Shao Siming stood aside silently, watching him playing the first song he taught him seriously.

At that time, China had already had spring and autumn, and summer returned to the mysterious and looked at the formlessness.

Did he really "ignorant" at that time?

Now that I think about it, I just pretend to be stupid, just today.

The tune suddenly changed.

"If there are trees in the south, you cannot think about it; if there are wandering girls in the Han Dynasty, you cannot think about it. If there are broad trees in the Han Dynasty, you cannot think about it; if there are eternal trees, you cannot think about it."

The sexual transition of the previous song.

Just today.

In the distant demon capital, Yin Xiaoru stood at the height of the palace and quietly looked at the sacred mountain. The sound of Taiqing spread to the world from afar. She also heard it. She always felt that these two songs were very sad and melancholy, and it was more moving than when he was playing the flute alone on the mountain.

But it is rare for him to play musical instruments, as if he only has a specific mood. He laughs and laughs on weekdays, but he does not have such elegant and ancient meaning.

Shang Zhaoye was standing beside her and listening, and his expression was quite surprised and muttering to himself: "The ancient meaning of God Father is hard to see on weekdays. I even thought he had already integrated into the modern human world, but I didn't expect..."

Yin Xiaoru curled his lips: "He is just learning new things quickly. He doesn't want to be too independent, but in fact he has always been very conservative in his heart. Just like when he lived in my place, he still had to build a bamboo building on the mountain."

Shang Zhaoye nodded slightly and said nothing, as if his mind was also trapped in music and could not be pulled away.

Yin Xiaoruqi said, "Do you understand? What are you playing?"

"Yes." Shang Zhaoye whispered and translated the meaning of the song, and sighed: "This pair..."

Yin Xiaoru was a little stunned when she heard the translation: "Sindy is so educated, you can't tell at all!"

Shang Zhaoye glanced at her sideways.

Of course, culture depends on who is expressing it, just you... Can you understand it if someone uses a dictionary? It would be nice to say that it is not considered by you as a Danmei in the summer...

It's also interesting. Just talking about the creatures on the Canglong Star, these ancient things that the gods understand better, but most of them have forgotten them.

The sound of the piano stopped.

Xia Guixuan pressed the strings of the piano with his hands, looked at the sky with a faint look, and then whispered for a while: "You must not understand these songs, I will ask and answer them myself... I hope one day, when you learn it, you will be able to be harmonious with my piano and flute."

Shao Siming was silent from beginning to end, without saying a word.

"You practice first." Xia Guixuan stood up long and left the house: "After this song, I have also realized something... Maybe the lingering sound is left in the system, which is the spirit of joy."

Shao Siming watched his back leave, and did not ask why you could clearly create traditional summoning objects like the Spirit of Music, but you had to do a system and dive into a field that you didn't understand at all, and you would get half the result with twice the effort.

Since he wants to try a new Tao, let him study it. Being able to keep a passionate curiosity about new things, and not being as light as other immortals and Buddhas, will not cause any ripples. This has always been his motivation to keep moving forward, so he learns more and more things... Even if a new idea fails, there is nothing.

He has a lot of time left.

Mainly... I was too lazy to think too much at this time.

Shao Siming's slender fingers gently brushed across the strings of the piano, and the warmth of his hands seemed to remain on the back of his fingers. The mountains continued to echo the songs of the gods' responses, and they were separated and far away, just like the songs of the sacrifices a long time ago, vast and vast, with the afterglow of ancient charm.

Instead, her mood calmed down, without the previous complicated meaning, nor the feeling of being in the first place.

He is actually the one who should be timid...

Since he ran away without getting close to the woman, he was surrounded by her here, how could he face her?

Should I say that I deserve to be beaten?

What about the future? What are you going to say?

They are all afraid, so they are so close to each other. They are obviously conversing with each other, but they don’t know who to listen to.

…………

"Sir, you are really a genius. Oh no, this is really the creation of the gods."

A few days later, Luo Wei stood in front of the "Gate of Sound", looking at the dragon-shaped phantom hovering on the door, and was ecstatic.

After working overtime for a few days, his main control system has been moved directly to modify it, and with the assistance of a large number of skilled engineer teams, his main control system has been basically structured.

It is still in the early testing stage, and the first performance test is the Temple of the Law of Sound.

Originally, this was a trial level very close to the game test. The program simulated the "Dian Ling", just like the intelligent NPC in the game, which assessed the music theory, performance level, and even issued tasks.

But after all, programs are just programs. No matter how intelligent they are, they can self-derive and expand algorithms, they are not smart life that truly "understands music". As Xia Guixuan and Shao Siming mentioned, which program has a way to experience the "emotions" conveyed in music?

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And when different people play the same music, there is no difference in data reactions at all, but humans feel different when they hear it. How can the program distinguish this indescribable "experience"?

You can only use massive data to accumulate. Such melody is sad, such tone is joy, and exhaustiveness is used to replace emotional cognition.

This probably has no problem with mortals testing music. It may be more qualified than ordinary musicians. After all, many musicians don’t even know 4536251. But is it qualified for the test of “laws” and “resonance of the way”?

Even Luo Wei, who is the most confident in technology, must admit that it is definitely not enough.

If enough, he can create a god, at least he has done it - that is also his lifelong pursuit. He talked about it when he chatted with Xia Gui Xuan Yan Wuyue before.

It was obviously not enough, but Xia Guixuan stood in front of the door and took out a tube of jade Xiao and played a song "The Song of Yue" that he blew that day.

The notes are scattered, as if the entity is solidified, gathering into a small blue dragon, injected into the program "Dian Spirit".

This is not a traditional summoning spirit...but a gathering of minds.

It is equivalent to adding "life" to the program in a biological way.

Speaking of which, the Queen of Canglong Star added souls to the core system of the Meta Star, which washed away other souls and integrated them into it. This was what they told Xia Guixuan. He had no idea about this before.

Now Xia Guixuan has created a "music meaning" himself, replacing the Queen's method of catching other souls. She is more than a hundred times more skillful?

This is almost the same as creation. How could Luo Wei not be ecstatic?

His "Battleway" is here!

"This is still a certain distance from what you imagined... I did not create creatures, this is just an afterglow, the so-called afterglow lingers around the beam, and it can reside here." Xia Guixuan said: "How long it can stay and not disperse depends on how perfect it can be combined with this system, and how much energy the program can provide it. This is what you should consider in the future."

Luo Wei said fanatically: "Have you ever thought that it is in a place like the temple with a strong sense of divine intention, and maybe it can really give birth to self-consciousness?"

Xia Guixuan was a little tranced, and seemed to have some strange lack of interest, and whispered: "Then let's look at the future... the possibility is still relatively high, especially since we are just the beginning..."

Luo Wei said excitedly: "Then I need to modify the program and make some presets...for example..."

Xia Guixuan interrogated: "For example... let them not know their origin?"

Luo Wei was stunned for a moment, but Xia Guixuan seemed to have no intention of waiting for his answer. He turned around and left: "You should do it first, I also have to consider how other halls should deal with it... Not every item can be used to make the lingering sound, and I don't have this feeling for every item."

Shao Siming always followed him and followed him back to the bamboo building without saying a word.

Xia Guixuan sat cross-legged and lowered his eyes slightly: "If I do this three thousand ways, I can inject various ideas in batches. I may not have the feeling of music, so I will be lazy... I still want to do it more meticulously, each with a special nature, so it would be a bit troublesome. Can you help me out with some ideas?"

Shao Siming didn't come up with an idea, but just sat cross-legged behind him, naturally letting him lean against himself, gently kneading his temples: "Don't worry too much, you still have a lot of time."

I don’t know when the relationship began to become so casual, as if the finger-walking that day completely broke the “giving and receiving” between the “father God and the female official”.

Even Xia Guixuan asked for massage first or Shao Siming to take the initiative to massage first, both of them had forgotten.

"I don't have that much time..." Xia Guixuan also had no special reaction to the massage and whispered: "Originally, the temple was inaugurated in the past two days, because these matters were delayed one day. Now the gods gathered more and more, which is not appropriate... It is better to hold the ceremony within three days..."

Shao Siming knew why he emphasized such a time.

Because from common sense, the completion of the temple is probably a node of "coming an end", and it is easy for her to have the idea of ​​"returning" at this node.

He didn't want her to leave.

Just like she didn't want him to leave once.

But he couldn't say it.
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