"Zhou Wen, you are a big fool, with a simple mind, well-developed limbs, and stupid as a pig..." When Zhang Yuzhi cursed, his face was full of admiration.
But while she was talking and beating the drum, Zhou Wen really didn't hear what she was saying, and felt a little depressed.
It wasn't until Zhang Yuzhi stopped beating the drum that Zhou Wen finally listened to half a sentence.
"I really admire you..." Zhang Yuzhi's voice finally reached Zhou Wen's ears.
"I'm not that good either!" Zhou Wen scratched the hair on the back of his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect Zhang Yuzhi to praise him after talking for so long.
Zhou Wen felt that maybe Zhang Yuzhi was too embarrassed to praise him directly, so he used such a tactful method.
"I really admire you... for being so stupid..." Zhang Yuzhi continued to beat the drum set.
Zhou Wen saw Zhang Yuzhi talking while beating the drum, his expression seemed innocent and kind, but Zhou Wen always felt that something was wrong.
"No, I have to find a way to hear what she is saying." Zhang Yuzhi kept talking to Zhou Wen, but Zhou Wen couldn't hear anything, which made him very depressed.
He didn't really want to talk to Zhang Yuzhi, but something didn't feel right. Zhang Yuzhi's beating on the drum was obviously interfering with his hearing.
But it was difficult to capture Zhang Yuzhi's voice, and it was even more difficult when the drum set interfered.
Zhou Wen tried again and again, but the results were very unsatisfactory, because the interference was so severe that it was almost impossible to catch Zhang Yuzhi's voice.
"It's impossible to capture sound information by chance like this, but the location and sound intensity can't tell the source of the sound. Is there any other way to lock a certain sound?" Zhou Wen's first thought was naturally the frequency of the sound.
Using the method of frequency, it is indeed possible to determine the sound of some special frequencies, but the frequency of human voice is too common and will be covered by the frequency of many sounds. Even if Zhou Wen locks the frequency of Zhang Yuzhi's voice, he will still receive a large number of voices information.
Finding out Zhang Yuzhi's voice is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
"Frequency is not good. Are there other characteristics of sound? Frequency, pitch and timbre, within a certain range, the recognition of human voice is indeed very high, but this information is hidden in the massive sound information. There are too many similar ones. Now, there are billions of human beings alone, and the interference is too serious..." Zhou Wen could only listen to Zhang Yuzhi's voice again and again.
I hope to be able to find out the difference in other voices, but the result is naturally not so smooth. Human voices are not so recognizable among the massive sound information.
Zhang Yuzhi didn't play the drums all the time. When he wasn't playing, he would direct Zhou Wen to take care of the flowers and plants.
At this time, Zhou Wen can easily capture Zhang Yuzhi's voice information, and use it to continuously compare and judge.
Although Zhou Wen still couldn't hear Zhang Yuzhi's voice when he was beating the drum set, his ability to capture her voice was getting better and better in normal times.
In the next few days, Zhou Wen spent time at Zhang's house.
Zhang Yuzhi played tricks on Zhou Wen in different ways, playing drums in the morning, piano in the afternoon, and violin in the evening.
No matter how dull Zhou Wen was, he knew that Zhang Yuzhi must have said something unexpected, but he didn't know what he said.
For a few days, the progress was not smooth, whether it was frequency, pitch or timbre, from all aspects, there was no way to really lock a sound.
Although relying on his proficiency, Zhou Wen could occasionally hear a voice he wanted to hear, but that required a certain amount of luck and a relatively quiet environment.
If Zhang Yuzhi made some complicated voices, Zhou Wen would basically not be able to hear anything clearly. The voice information overlapped and it was too confusing.
For four days, the situation didn't get better. Zhou Wen still couldn't hear what Zhang Yuzhi said when he made his voice.
However, Zhou Wen knew very well that Zhang Yuzhi didn't know those musical instruments at all.
Time passed in a blink of an eye, and soon it was the time agreed with Zhang Chunqiu, but Zhou Wen felt a little strange.
Zhang Chunqiu was afraid that someone would be unfavorable to Zhang Yuzhi, but nothing happened in the past four days. Except for Zhang Chunqiu and a few people, no one had ever approached the garden.
Of course, Zhou Wen didn't want anything to happen.
Zhang Chunqiu came to Zhou Wen and told Zhou Wen that the matter had been settled and he could leave the Zhang family.
When Zhou Wen went to the garden to say goodbye to Zhang Yuzhi, Zhang Yuzhi probably knew that Zhou Wen was leaving today and was waiting for him in the garden.
"I still have the last musical instrument I'm good at. Let's go after listening to it." Zhang Yuzhi said to Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen felt a little helpless when he heard this, and was about to leave. Zhang Yuzhi still wanted to tease him.
While Zhou Wen was still thinking about how to reject Zhang Yuzhi, Zhang Yuzhi had already sat down in front of a guzheng.
Closing his eyes, Zhang Yuzhi's fingers hung on the strings, and after a while of stillness, he finally plucked the strings.
She kept her eyes closed, and her fingers danced to the sound of the strings. Even if she couldn't hear the sound of the piano, she just watched the rhythm of Zhang Yuzhi's fingers. Zhou Wen knew that this time, Zhang Yuzhi wasn't playing blindly, she really knew how to play.
After playing for a while, Zhang Yuzhi spoke again, but this time he was not talking, but singing.
Looking at Zhang Yuzhi who was playing and singing with her eyes closed, Zhou Wen suddenly wanted to know what she was playing and singing.
I don't know why, Zhang Yuzhi used to make so many musical instruments and voices, and the expressions on his face were so rich that Zhou Wen didn't feel anything, but this time, looking at Zhang Yuzhi, who had his eyes closed and almost expressionless, Zhou Wen seemed to have something in his heart. some kind of touch.
Looking at it, Zhou Wen suddenly heard a soft and soft voice, which seemed very soft and weak amidst the chaotic voices, but Zhou Wen gradually felt that the surrounding voices were gradually weakening like a tide, and that voice But it became clearer and clearer.
"The person in the dream... the familiar face... you are the tenderness that I wait for... even if tears flood the sky and the earth... I will not let go... every moment... Dugu's waiting... just because I made a promise..."
Zhou Wen finally heard what Zhang Yuzhi was singing and playing. The music and singing were very moving, but for some reason, in Zhou Wen's eyes, Zhang Yuzhi gradually turned into a little girl, curled up with her hands on her knees , shivering in the boundless darkness.
Her world has no light.