Qin Chuan's eyes widened and he was shocked and speechless.

It took Qin Chuan two years to go from beginner to level 10 directly. After arriving at Dongwon University, he directly joined the folk orchestra. In fact, he has always been quite proud of this. He feels that he learns the flute very quickly and has talent.

.

But what's going on?

Just now, Gu Xiaobai couldn’t even hold a flute, okay?

Could it be that he was just pretending? Then his acting skills must be too good.

"Look, Xiaobai can play the flute!" Sister Jing hammered Qin Chuan's chest hard, and Qin Chuan's mouth was filled with bitterness.

It was as if even the gall had been hammered out by Sister Jing.

Then Qin Chuan heard Gu Xiaobai start spitting at the mouthpiece again.

Why did this guy come back again?

Wait, no!

Gu Xiaobai is trying to enunciate!

The so-called spitting means that each sound is spitted out, rather than blown out continuously. There are single spitting, double spitting, triple spitting and other techniques.

After trying several times, Gu Xiaobai seemed to have awakened the memory of his limbs again, and then Qin Chuan heard:

"Wu——Wu Li Li↗ Wu Li Li↗ Wu Li Li↗ Wu Li Li↗..."

Gradually ascending, the three tones that became faster and faster came from the flute in Gu Xiaobai's hand.

After blowing it once, Gu Xiaobai seemed dissatisfied. He stared at the phone for a while again. This time, a more familiar tune sounded:

"Wu——Wu Li Li↗ Wu Li Li↗ Wu Li Li↗ Wu Li Li↗..."

Moreover, Qin Chuan still used the e key fingering method just now!

If the key of C is converted to the key of E, if it is played on the staff, because of the relationship between semitones and intervals, four #s are needed. If it is placed on a flute with only six openings, it means that more than half of the notes need to be played with half-open fingering.

Half tone, can Gu Xiaobai even know this?

"Crack!" With a sound, Qin Chuan's chin hit the ground.

"This song is really nice. Senior Qin, what is the name of this song?" Gu Xiaobai asked.

"This song...is called "Qinchuan Love"." Qinchuan said. (Note)

"Qinchuan Love" is a flute piece based on Qin Opera. It was completed by Master Zeng Yongqing in 1992. It uses many "crying sounds" of Qin Opera, which is very contagious. Because of the name, Qin Chuan is very fond of this flute.

I am particularly fond of this song. I have practiced it hard for a long time. Not only did I use it to catch up with Senior Sister Jing, I am now arranging a concerto "Qinchuan Love" to be performed with the school folk band, and I plan to give a report performance.

But this is definitely not an easy piece of music. To use a classification that is easier for the public to accept, "Qinchuan Love" is a genuine Grade 10 piece. Only amateur Grade 10 players can play it smoothly. As for performing on stage...

forget it.

After all, amateur level ten is just an amateur.

But Gu Xiaobai, he only listened once!

Qin Chuan, who had completed the two-year journey by Gu Xiaobai in one minute, felt the despair of being crushed by a genius.

At this moment, as soon as his hand warmed up, Senior Sister Jing had already put her small hand into his big hand, and seemed to have put her courage into it.

Qin Chuan turned to look at Senior Sister Jing, then at Xiao Bai, and his eyes finally became firm.

He doesn't want his life to go to waste, he doesn't want this girl to leave him, and he doesn't want this girl to suffer with him. He doesn't want to be unable to control his life.

He took a deep breath and asked: "Classmate Xiaobai, can I use your formula?"

"sure."

"I mean, if I made my own flute..."

"no problem."

"What if we sell it..." Qin Chuan's voice became weaker.

"sure."

Hearing Gu Xiaobai's simple promise, Qin Chuan felt that Gu Xiaobai didn't understand the situation: "I mean, if I make money with this formula...can you authorize it to me?"

"Science has no borders, only technology does." Gu Xiaobai smiled, "This is just a formula. The drilling technology is your own, and I also derived it from other people's research, so I don't need to authorize it."

After Gu Xiaobai finished speaking, he turned around, picked out 7 flutes from the pile of flutes beside him, and handed them to Qin Chuan.

"?????" Qin Chuan took it, with a confused look on his face.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me make the flute!" Gu Xiaobai turned around and ran away holding the remaining flute, "Goodbye, senior Jing, I'm leaving first!"

The experiment was successful, and Gu Xiaobai was as happy as a giant panda who had stolen a bamboo shoot.

"Xiao Bai, I'll go watch your performance later!" Senior Sister Jing waved.

"Thank you, senior!" Gu Xiaobai waved from a distance.

Qin Chuan stared blankly at Gu Xiaobai's back, then lowered his head.

In his hands were seven flutes in total, ranging from major A to G.

They are simple and unpretentious, with no silk binding or binding, but this does not change the fact that they are fine flutes.

This gift... is too heavy.

Gu Xiaobai returned to the Zhuyuan and found the old man. After another half an hour, when Gu Xiaobai came out, there was only a C-key flute in his hand, with a crystal clear fishing line wrapped around it.

"Xiao Bai, come over later and I'll make a mouthpiece for you with horns. Leave these here for now. I'll give them to you after I finish them."

"Thank you, Teacher Li!" Gu Xiaobai hurried away, "I'm going to class. Goodbye, Teacher Li!"

The old man waved to Gu Xiaobai with a smile from behind, watched his figure disappear outside the bamboo forest, and then turned back.

"Good boy, good boy..."

Gu Xiaobai ran all the way and rushed into the classroom carrying a large flute in C key, like a robber carrying a wooden stick to rob.

This lesson is "Optics", and it is also one of the two levels that Gu Xiaobai has not yet overcome.

The optical teacher stood at the door holding his watch. He laughed when he saw Gu Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, you are late!"

"It's only five seconds..." Gu Xiaobai's face darkened, but he still took a step slower after all.

"This means I can deduct your class points..." The optical teacher saw Gu Xiaobai's face turn dark again, and he raised the thick and long C-key flute in his hand...

"Put down the flute first!" The optical teacher took a step back and took a defensive posture, "I will protect the dignity of the physics department!"

The optics teacher is much younger than the Feynman physics teacher. He is still a lecturer and is very involved with the students. He often eats, drinks milk tea and other things from Gu Xiaobai with his classmates. You are not allowed to eat in class.

The rules have long been in vain, and in a few days, I have gained weight before my eyes.

Gu Xiaobai glanced at him: "Teacher, please be an upright person, please?"

"Well, I will defeat you openly." The optical teacher said with a serious and sacred face, "If you can get full marks this time, I won't deduct your class points..."

Then the optics teacher laughed slyly: "However, you can't get perfect marks this time, it's impossible!"

"Well, Teacher Feynman said that too..." Gu Xiaobai was not afraid.

The two people crackled and released sparks.

The students cried out:

"No, teacher, please be kind and let me go..."

"I still want to apply for Princeton University when I graduate. Don't let my grades get stuck, teacher!"

"There is no grass anywhere in the world, how about giving me a way to survive..."

"When gods fight, why don't you go back to heaven and fight? Why bother us mortals..."

Fu Wenyao was lying in the corner sadly, but now he suddenly became energetic again.

Gu Xiaobai...can't really get perfect scores in every subject!

In other words, if you take classes seriously every time, you still have a chance... to equal your grades?

Fight!
Chapter completed!