The 103-page doctoral dissertation just came before Luo Xingchuan's eyes without warning. He silently looked at the title "Mathematical Formulas and Music Creation" on the homepage...
Tian Wen sneered, don't know why, he could find Ye Tang to discuss his thesis without psychological burden, but facing Luo Xingchuan, he was unconsciously cautious, for fear that the child would be unhappy.
Perhaps it was because he had been teaching Ye Tang for a longer time, or it was because Luo Xingchuan's background was too unusual.
"Mr. Tian," Luo Xingchuan looked at Tian Wen, "You look at me too high, and I only scored 117 points on the math test. I definitely can't understand your doctoral dissertation."
Luo Xingchuan didn't decline, he really couldn't.
In the previous life, he dropped out of high school and never went to college. He didn't even know the most basic college calculus. How could he understand a doctoral dissertation in mathematics!
Everyone said that during this time, Cen Yannan changed the evil and returned to righteousness and studied hard. As everyone knows, Luo Xingchuan spends no less time on studying than him.
After ten years of plaything and self-depraved, he can't remember most of his knowledge. He started studying from the beginning, listened attentively to the lectures at school, and even looked at his junior high school textbooks when he returned home.
His IQ is really inferior to Ye Tang, he doesn’t have the ability to look at ten elements, and his memory is slightly lacking. After finishing his evening study at 9:30 every day, it’s almost ten o’clock when he gets home. He is still reading in the study until twelve o’clock before washing and rest .
His parents felt distressed when he saw that he was desperately studying Saburo's posture.
"You don't need to be so aggressive," Gu Youlan comforted her son, "Your academic performance is not important to me and your father."
Luo Xingchuan said, "But I want to get a good university entrance exam, at least I can get to A with my own ability!"
In fact, he can easily enter A University. His grandfather has two years to retire. How can he get his "stupid" grandson into the school when he is in office. This small operation is not even a violation of rules and disciplines, even if others Knowing it, I opened my eyes and closed my eyes.
Luo Xingchuan did not want to take this shortcut.
He said to his parents, "The people around me work hard, and I don't want to be behind them."
Gu Youlan and Luo Rongcheng were both startled. Do the people around him refer to classmates from No.87 Middle School
The reward for hard-working learning is this 117-point math test paper, which counts Luo Xingchuan's staged victory.
But this does not mean that he has become a genius, and he can understand mathematics.
Tian Wen didn’t even understand the beginning of this paper...
It seems that there is no second genius in the world. Tian Wen felt a little disappointed in his heart. He felt that Luo Xingchuan was not as good as Ye Tang.
"You... you don't... don't read the argument... on the text... itself," Tian Wen turned the paper to the end of the appendix, one of which was a complete score, "I. .. I only... I just want to be numb... Trouble you... You... You help me read it... Check out the score... What's the problem."
Luo Xingchuan thoughtfully, how did Tian Wen know that he understands music theory.
Since he was a child, his piano and music theory have been taught by private teachers. He has never performed in public, even in large and small concerts held by No. 1 Middle School. He never participated. Many people have heard of him playing the piano, but few people have seen it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears.
Luo Xingchuan did not ask this question directly, but changed the way, "Who else did you show your paper to before?"
Tian Wen didn't think much, blurted out, "Ye Tang."
For fear that Luo Xingchuan doubted himself, he added, "She... She said you must... understand music very well."
Luo Xingchuan laughed, "Okay Teacher Tian, I will help you look at this score."
In the evening, Luo Xingchuan took the paper home and played the tune several times in the piano room.
Tian Wen's song is called "Lonely Island". Judging from the name, I feel that it should be cold and depressing. Luo Xingchuan's melody is a bit strange.
Gu Youlan heard the sound of her son's piano and said to her husband, "The child hasn't played the piano for a while, right?"
Luo Xingchuan is indeed a hands-on student. He hasn't touched a piano in ten years.
But it doesn't mean that he hasn't touched music in ten years.
Like street basketball, he has come into contact with many underground bands in the United States. From elegant classical music, to psychedelic electronic music, explosive rock and roll, and even gothic rap, he has no discomfort.
With his excellent talent and profound qualities, he easily learns to play guitar and bass. After his family went bankrupt, in order to survive, he played guest roles in different bands and made a lot of money.
Tian Wen's music is not good, not because he plays badly, but because there is a problem with the composition itself.
Luo Xingchuan made a copy of the music score and modified it with a pen. This change was changed to three o'clock in the morning. The light in the piano room was always on. Gu Youlan and Luo Rongcheng both went to bed and could still hear the subtle sound of the piano. .
The next day, Luo Xingchuan gave Tian Wen his revised score.
Tian Wen was surprised, "This... so fast!"
"I'm afraid that you are in a hurry," Luo Xingchuan smiled, "and today's affairs are over today, I don't like procrastination."
"This... this is good... good habit!"
Tian Wen hurriedly read the new score. Luo Xingchuan probably retranscribed it according to his habit, using very professional symbols and marks. Tian Wen couldn't understand...
Luo Xingchuan looked at his expression and asked, "Does the school have a music classroom?"
"Have."
"Then I will play the tune first. No matter how advanced the music theory is, it is not as useful as direct practice. You can probably understand the difference if you listen to it."
Luo Xingchuan's words reminded Tian Wen of Ye Tang's previous statement. Thinking about it seriously, the conversation between the two children is actually a bit similar.
When Tian Wen saw Luo Xingchuan playing the piano, his sense of amazement was exactly the same as seeing Ye Tang playing "Nightingale" sitting in front of the piano.
No, Tian Wen was even more shocked,
What Luo Xingchuan played was his composition!
Tian Wen didn’t know that his music was so good.
The first half of the sound of the piano is a bit dark and silent. The artistic conception it shows is just like its name "Lonely Island", the boundless ocean, the night sky without light, and there is a lonely person standing on the lonely island, silent. The music hovered around him, and he couldn't breathe depressed.
The tune did not sink down, Luo Xingchuan's hands suddenly accelerated, and the wind suddenly changed, becoming soft and bright. It seemed that there was an invisible spring rain that had fallen on the isolated island. After that, the grass grew and the warblers flew, everything revived, and everything was developing in a good direction and full of life.
These images constitute a warm and dazzling light, breaking through the heavy fog of the man alone on the island.
who's that person
He can be Luo Xingchuan who plays the piano,
It can be Tian Wen who composed the music,
It can also be any listener who hears this song.
The long-lost piano sounded again on the campus of the 87th Middle School. This time the piano sound was more impressive than last time. Some girls wiped the corners of their eyes, and some were inexplicably sad because of a piece of music.