"Grandpa, I found it, it's this song, come and listen to it!" Ji Qingyin has already become a tutor of the music department of a well-known university at a young age, so Ji Qingyin is naturally knowledgeable. When Ji Qingyin heard the melody in the Da Mi Mi live broadcast room, Ji Qingyin was already astonished. It's a pity that when she invited her grandfather Ji Zhan, who is a real authoritative figure in the music field, she only heard the voice of Da Mi Mi's little milk. Fortunately, it is very easy to find materials uploaded by netizens who have recorded their screens on the Internet. "Where is it so easy to come up with famous songs handed down from generation to generation, that girl's voice is broken, she doesn't look like someone who understands music. Although Ji Zhan said so, he still put on his reading glasses as he loves his granddaughter, and they came to the computer together. "Grandpa, you still don't believe me, this is really a famous song "Five Seven Zero" that can be passed down from generation to generation!" Ji Qingyin acted coquettishly, and at the same time clicked Start. Looking at the way the girl in the picture caressed the guqin, Mr. Ji Zhan couldn't help but frowned.
This cannot be said to be impossible at all, it can only be said that the seven spans have passed the six tigers! However, seeing his granddaughter's expectant expression, the old man still endured it for the time being. Although he is old, the old man's hearing has not deteriorated. Soon, the beautiful melody was introduced into the ears. When the old man heard this prelude, his expression suddenly changed. "This tune..." The old man sometimes frowned and sometimes rejoiced. Obviously, it is completely immersed in it. a long time. The song is over. The old man still had an unsatisfactory expression on his face. "Too nonsense!" The old man couldn't help scolding angrily. "What's the matter, grandpa, isn't this song bad?" Ji Qingyin was a little confused, seeing the expression on the old man's face, it didn't seem like he didn't like it. "The song must be good, you are right, a famous song handed down from generation to generation!" "If I'm not mistaken, this song needs not only the guqin, but also the flute and sanxian to complete it." The old man frowned again: "Such a good piece, let this little girl who doesn't know how to play it, isn't it nonsense?" Ji Qingyin could only explain to the old man with a wry smile.
"What? Is this song from the game?" The old man's eyes widened all of a sudden, with an expression like you're teasing me. It is not clear to explain to the old man, Ji Qingyin can only find a more complete screen recording for the old man. "Grandpa, you should believe it now!" At this moment, the old man still has the mind to care about whether games are played or not. "I can't say it completely, so there are still words, Cang Hai laughed, this word is really good!" "But why is this little doll singing again, ruin it, ruin it!" The old man was completely immersed in it. While frowning, the old man took out a powerful heart-saving pill. In order to know the following words, the old man could only force himself to listen. Seeing this, Ji Qingyin couldn't laugh or cry. Da Mi Mi's singing skills are outrageous. This kind of music that is completely unsuitable for her is indeed a bit suitable for being sung by that little milk voice. It's not bad for ordinary people, but for a character like the old man who has studied music all his life, it's really a bit terrible. For the sake of her grandfather's health, Ji Qingyin immediately went to the official website of Dajianghu and found the complete score and lyrics uploaded by Da Mimi. "Grandpa, don't listen, come and watch this!" But the old man turned a deaf ear to it, and even held the powerful Jiuxin Pill in his hand. Ji Qingyin was very helpless: "Grandpa, I have the full version here! Hearing this, the old man finally stopped listening. "Where is it, show me quickly, this girl's singing skills are too bad." With a look of disgust on his face, the old man moved closer to Ji Qingyin. This look, the two eyes can no longer move away. "Sure enough, I heard it right, the whole song [Song Youche Shangjiao Zhengyu these five steps!" "This word is also good, it is majestic. When you listen to the first sentence, Cang Hai laughs, it is completely the reverse of Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu..." "Le Zhi is right, great joy must be easy, great joy must be easy!" "The voice passed down from generation to generation, the sound passed down from generation to generation... um... um!" "Grandpa, don't get too excited!" The old man was so emotional that he almost lost his breath. 0 Fortunately, I had Suxiao Jiuxin Pills with me, and my granddaughter was by my side, so there was no major problem.
"It's okay, it's okay!" "At this age, I can still see this kind of music appearing. I will have no regrets in this life!" The old man seemed very open-minded: "By the way, what did you say this song is...it appeared in the game Dajianghu, right?" Ji Qingyin was still very worried: "Yes, Grandpa, you should rest well first, don't think about this, I shouldn't show you this song! The old man shook his head: "Okay, great game, hurry up, give me one too for Grandpa, I want to enter this game to have a look." "ah?" Ji Qingyin was a little dumbfounded. Her grandfather, who is over seventy years old, wants to play games? But... Where is she going to fix it! She also wanted to play very much, and tried to post some posts, but none of them caused a splash, and she would not be selected for the test quota. "Grandpa, this game hasn't been released yet, only a small number of test places have been released, and you can't even buy it!" "You are already at this age, take a good rest and don't even think about playing games!" Ji Qingyin is very filial, but now she can only refuse. But the old man was still not reconciled at : "Then how can I get the quota you mentioned?" Ji Qingyin replied: "Unless you can write an eye-catching and meaningful game analysis post..." "Then write!" The old man is very domineering. "What are you writing, grandpa, can you play games?" Ji Qingyin was a little helpless. This needs to be noticed by the officials, and the selected posts are so easy to write. "Just write this song!" The old man's idea is also very simple, he was attracted by this song, so of course he wrote this song. "Ah...․Huh?" Ji Qingyin blinked, and suddenly her eyes lit up! It seems that... can you really try it? "Grandpa, wait first, I'll make some preparations first, let's show the whole song in full!"