After reading it, she scanned the old man sitting around the table.
"can not read it?"
An old man with a white beard said: "Little girl, this is the music score of the ancient tribe. The symbols on it are the text of their tribe. Few people can understand it today."
Even a professional he has been studying for a long time, and it seems that he doesn't match any words in his memory.
Mo Luan said: "This score is incomplete, only the first half."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of several old men showed shock and astonishment.
The old man with white hair shoulders shoulders and a thin face said, "Little girl, is it possible that you have seen the second half?"
Mo Luan didn't answer. He glanced away and saw a musical instrument on the table next to the window.
She went over and picked up the instrument.
The instrument is made of animal bones, a bit like a guitar and a bit like a lute.
The overall structure and shape are not any of our common musical instruments.
The old man with shoulder-length gray hair said: "This is a plucked plucked string, a musical instrument of the ancient African Feiradir ethnic group. Of course, this is an imitation of ours."
Mo Luan looked at it: "Not bad."
She walked over with the plucked piano, "Grandpa, let me sit down."
The dazed old man subconsciously got up and stepped aside.
"Thank you."
After Mo Luan sat down, he glanced at the score.
The slender fingers pressed on the strings, and the music of Konggu Youlin rang in the room.
If Mo Luan's sequence of actions just now made them a little unresponsive.
So at this time, I was completely dumbfounded.
The score is not long, so it's finished quickly.
The expressions of the old people in a daze are so obvious that they haven't recovered for a long time.
Mo Luan picked up the score and said, "I suggest you copy it down and study it. This animal skin can't stand the toss."
Thaddeus said: "I just bought the skin sheet music from the auction. I was so excited that I wanted to study it first."
So I invited friends from various fields to come and study together.
"Little girl, do you recognize this score? You recognize all the characters on it?"
The old man with white hair and shoulders said excitedly: "Little girl, can you play it again?"
Several old people were very excited, looking at her expressions as if seeing a treasure.
Mo Luan grabbed a spicy stick, "Listen well."
The strings are plucked again, and the characteristic of the bone pluck is ethereal and distant.
And this song is full of rich ancient flavor, the combination of the two, the sound is long and long, as if weaving an ancient tribal picture in front of my eyes.
Let people be on the scene and have endless aftertastes.
Mo Luan put down his bone pluck and stood up.
Thaddeus said: "Little girl, who taught you, how do you know the words on this, do you know other things about this tribe?"
Mo Luan brushed his hair. It was a little hot. "The history teacher taught me when I was in elementary school. I don't know the others."
Elementary school history teacher?
The old people looked at each other. Whose elementary school teacher is so awesome?
Mo Luan looked at the time, "Mr. Thaddeus, should you leave some time when your matter is resolved, let's talk about it?"
When the girl's patience is exhausted, her words and actions become a bit rude.
Simply neat and straightforward.
Very arrogant.
"Oh, well, I'm very sorry to keep Miss Mo waiting for a long time."
Mo Luan: "It's almost three hours, it's really a long time."
other people:"……"
Mi Jiu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and it was very hard to endure a smile.
The wind outside the window flapped the branches and leaves.
The sky was still clear, but now the clouds were thick and gloomy.