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    95 On the bank of the Wuming River, on a piece of bluestone, a lonely figure stood silently.

    The first snow since the beginning of winter has just fallen, and in three days, it will be the New Year.

    A thick layer of ice has formed on the river surface, and a thick layer of white snow hangs on the dead branches of several old willow trees not far away.  Looking around, the land is vast.

    There is a permeating chill in the air. Even if you are wearing a thick down jacket, you will feel a bit of coldness entering your body if you stand outside for a long time.

    "Sister Ya, before I know it, you have been gone for more than half a year. Are you looking at me? In three days, our Meizu iPhone will be launched. This first machine, I gave it a code name  , called Yazhi, this machine is a gift I made for you, do you like it?" Facing the vast land, Liu Yufan murmured.

    What hit me was a bone-chilling chill.  A gust of cold wind blew past, mixed with a few snow particles, hitting the person's face, and quickly turned into ice water.

    "Souni Company's business in China has dropped sharply to 40%. This machine will be the last straw. It won't take until the Spring Festival for me to kick Soni Company out of China.  Kick him out." Liu Yufan looked at the vastness in the distance and said quietly, as if he was telling Sister Ya, but also as if he was telling himself.

    "However, this is not enough. I said that I will drag the entire Sony company to bury you with you! This mobile phone will bring countless wealth to Legend, and this wealth will turn into a knife, ruthlessly  The ground is pierced into the heart of Soni Company!" Liu Yufan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

    not far away.  A distant whistle came, faintly visible.  Because the distance was too far, I couldn't hear it very clearly, but the melody gave people a sense of desolation, silence, and vastness!  The sound of the flute was accompanied by the gusts of wind, and it actually gave a faint feeling of being integrated with the heaven and earth.  For an instant, Liu Yufan was bewildered by the sound of the flute.  Somewhat lost.

    However, the sound of the flute was intermittent, and there were several breaths in between.  The stop was very abrupt, as if waiting for something.

    "The sound of the flute should be accompanied by the sound of the piano. I don't know why there is only the sound of the flute." Liu Yufan thought silently in his heart.

    In the past six months, he has been coming here almost every few days. Watching the grass on the shore turn from green to yellow, his mood has never been at peace.  Sister Ya's shadow not only did not fade with the passage of time, but became increasingly clear.

    Every half a month or so, Liu Yufan always encounters the sound of the flute, and sometimes he sees a small boat within sight.  But more often than not, one only hears the sound of the flute but does not see the person.  On two occasions, Liu Yufan also asked someone to find a small boat in an attempt to find the person who committed suicide, but he only sailed forward for a short time.  It was like he was in a maze, surrounded by a vast expanse of sky and water, and he was nowhere to be found. Slowly, Liu Yufan gave up on this idea.

    He is naturally a great expert in music, but in front of this flute sound.  But it didn't give him any sense of superiority.  Liu Yufan does not specialize in wind instruments, but he is certain that as long as this person is willing to perform, with these few songs of his, he will definitely become a Taishan Beidou-level figure in the Chinese folk music world!

    "I don't know what kind of person he is that can play such a mysterious piece of music." It was obviously the first time Liu Yufan heard this piece of music today, but he still judged it when he heard the first sound of the flute.  This song must have been played by the person before.  This unknown piece of music seems to be integrated with the world, interpreting the scenery at this moment in a profound way!  Liu Yufan was sure that he had never heard this piece of music before, but the desolate and simple melody was firmly remembered in his mind after hearing it only once.

    "In total, this should be the third piece of music I have heard." Liu Yufan took out the notebook he carried with him, wrote a few strokes, and recorded the melody of the flute just now.  With Liu Yufan's composition level and ear ability at the moment, let alone a flute song with only a single melody, even if it is a piano song, as long as its texture is not particularly complicated, he can listen to it once and complete the entire song.  recorded.  This kind of ability seems a bit unbelievable to ordinary people, but for those musicians, it is not that difficult to achieve.

    Three miles away, deep in the middle of the lake, on a small island covering an area of ??no more than a few acres, in a small pavilion made entirely of wood and grass, an old man in a green shirt stood with his hands behind his back.  His right hand holds a bamboo flute. The color of the bamboo is deep reddish-brown, with a faint black light. It seems that it has been soaked for a long time.

    In this cold day of winter, the old man only wore a single coat, but there was no hint of coldness on his face. His complexion was rosy and shiny, and he looked full of vitality.Strange to say, given the size of this small island, there is absolutely no reason why it cannot be seen from a distance of three miles.  However, more than ten feet away from the island, the appearance of the island is completely unclear, as if there is a natural barrier covering it.

    The old man¡¯s eyes seemed to be open and closed, but three miles away, every move of the young man on the shore fell into his eyes.

    Behind him, a woman wearing a blue cotton cloak sat quietly on a stone bench in the pavilion.  In front of her, stood a simple-looking guqin. The whole body of the instrument was a dark red color, and there were faint traces of burnt marks at its end.

    "Qing'er, do you recognize the people on the shore?" The old man turned around and looked at the woman playing the piano, and asked lightly.

    "Teacher, Qing'er doesn't recognize him and has no impression at all." The stunning woman who was called Qing'er heard the teacher ask this question again. Although she was a little impatient, she still replied.

    "He has been wandering here for six months in a row, with a sad look on his face. If he hadn't been thinking about it, he would never have come here. Half a year ago, I rescued you from the river. When you woke up, you had no memory of what happened before. I'm afraid  It's unknown whether you really know this person. Don't you really want to meet him? Maybe he can help you recall your previous memories." The old man said calmly.

    "No need. So what if you remember? Qing'er now just wants to learn the art of music from the teacher. If you forget about those things in the world, just forget about it." The woman said, raising her delicate hands lightly, and lightly touching the strings.  With a slight stroke, the guqin suddenly made a clear, vigorous and rich sound.

    Seeing that his student insisted on doing this, the old man no longer forced himself.  This is the contemporary master of Tianyin Sect.  He possesses a unique knowledge of music, but unfortunately he was born at the wrong time and is completely isolated from modern society.  Since the previous generation of sect leader, his master, was buried on this island fifty years ago, he has lived here alone.  Live a life of isolation.

    In modern society, science and technology are developing with each passing day, but those traditional things are gradually declining.  Jianghu, sects, martial arts, and cultivation, these things have now been completely reduced to things in novels and movies, and how many people really know of their existence.

    Tianyinmen, an ancient sect that has been passed down for more than a thousand years, was at its peak because it specialized in music and did not like to fight with others.  Not many people know the existence of this sect.  Moreover, the Tianyin Sect is very strict in recruiting disciples, because the music and temperament require very high levels of understanding. Without extraordinary talent, it is impossible to learn the various inheritances of the Tianyin Sect.  Therefore, this sect has always been very low-key and has few people. Sometimes, it is even passed down from one person to another, if any sect leader is not responsible.  Or if no suitable disciple is found, it is very likely that the sect will disappear.  But fortunately, the inheritance has not been interrupted until Mu Rong Canghai's generation.

    Half a year ago, Mu Rong Canghai rescued this woman from the water. After curing her, he discovered that this woman had lost her memory. But what surprised him was that she had a very good talent for music.  For so many years, Mu Rongcanghai insisted on going out once a year to look for the right person, but he never found him.  It wasn't until the appearance of this woman that he had a glimmer of hope.

    However, after getting along with her for six months, Mu Rongcanghai gradually discovered that although this woman's understanding of music and rhythm was excellent, it seemed to be a little short of what he wanted.  Take the song "Cold River Snow" just now, for example, the sound of the flute played across the sea is rich and distant. On the other hand, although the sound of this woman's piano can still match it in terms of rhythm, in terms of performance skills and charm, it is still  There is a lot of difference in heat.  At this time, Mu Rongcanghai even had some doubts as to whether he had chosen the wrong person.

    It's just that although this woman has a slightly poor understanding, she is extremely hard-working and patient. No matter how high the standards Mu Rong Canghai sets for her or how difficult the music is, she never complains when practicing. It is precisely because of this  Only because of this did Mu Rong Canghai never give up his guidance.  Of course, guidance belongs to guidance, but Mu Rong Canghai has never taken him under his wing.  Otherwise, the woman would not call him "teacher", but should call him "master".

    "Forget it, whether you can enter my Tianyin Sect depends on your fate." The old man holding the flute looked at the woman who was immersed in practicing the piano, ignored her, turned around and left with her hands behind her hands, and walked more than ten meters away.  Walk to the two thatched huts.

    On the other side, when Liu Yufan left the Wuming River and turned back to Legend Entertainment, it was already about seven o'clock in the evening.

    After eating something simple, Liu Yufan immediately walked to his piano room.

    Although Legend Group¡¯s business is now bigger, and compared to Legend Real Estate, Legend Technology and Legend Network, the profits brought by Legend Entertainment to Legend Group are not as obvious and important as before, but?Yufan is still used to treating this place as his base camp, and his office has never been changed.

    This large piano room is located diagonally opposite his office, covering an area of ??nearly 200 square meters. After professional acoustic training, its professionalism is comparable to some professional-grade small audio halls.

    In the center of the piano room, a Steinway nine-foot grand piano is quietly placed. The lid is open, and a row of black and white keys shine dimly under the soft white light.

    During this period, Liu Yufan was busy with mundane affairs, and he was depressed for a long time because of Jiang Ya's accident. However, no matter what the situation was, he never stopped practicing the piano.  Music, especially piano music, has become a part of his bones and blood.

    It¡¯s just that now, he plays more often sad, angry and sad tunes. Those happy and passionate tunes are rarely heard from his hands.  Just like Beethoven's "Appassionata" sonata, which he particularly liked before, he rarely plays it now.  More often, he still likes to play songs such as "Pathetique" and "Moonlight".

    As for public performances, he rarely participates in them now. During this period, he has received some invitations, but he has declined them because of his physical discomfort.  I used to love standing on the stage and enjoying the spotlight, flowers and applause.  Now he seemed to have suddenly lost interest in it all.  His music is only for those closest to him.  Even, sometimes, he only listens to himself.

    Standing quietly in the center of the piano room.  Liu Yufan was stunned for a while, then slowly took out a piece of wrinkled paper from his pocket and placed it on the music stand next to the piano.  On that piece of paper, there were a few lines of simplified music written down, but there were no lyrics or a song title. It turned out to be the unknown song that Liu Yufan heard when he was by the river this afternoon.

    Slowly walked to a row of instrument stands on the side of the piano. On the stands, there were many wind instruments placed horizontally.  Mainly Qudi and Xiao, but also some Hulusi and Bawu.  In addition to practicing piano, sometimes Liu Yufan also likes to play a few ancient songs to express his feelings.

    His steps.  Staying at the far left side of the instrument stand, he casually took out a black-gray hole flute that was about one meter long from the bottom row.

    This is a bass flute in the key of A. It is made of fine purple bamboo and is the top-notch nine-section flute.  The entire flute is made of dense material.  Exquisite workmanship, a rare product.  The producer's signature is engraved on the sound hole at the bottom of the flute, which is exactly the word "Madi".

    Liu Yufan is Ma Huaiyuan¡¯s favorite disciple, and he has met Ma Di, a northern flute master.  Ma Di also highly admired Liu Yufan's flute playing skills. Although the two rarely met each other on weekdays, they never lost contact.  Most of the flutes and flutes used by Liu Yufan here are also high-quality products that Ma Di has personally appraised.  Like the large purple bamboo flute that Liu Yufan is holding in his hand at the moment, if it is placed on the market, the price of one would be at least two thousand yuan. This is still an appraisal in the usual sense.  As for the flutes and flutes collected by Liu Yufan, the market price of each one must be at least higher than this standard, and it may not be possible to buy them.

    Hold the flute in both hands, lightly cover the sound hole with six fingers, stand your feet naturally shoulder-width apart, and open your arms slightly. The body of the flute and your body form a most comfortable 45-degree oblique angle.  The lower lip presses lightly on the blow hole, which seems to be loose and sticky, which is in line with the essence of "tight inside and loose outside" in playing flutes and flutes.  Liu Yufan has been immersed in wind instruments for no less than several years and has received guidance from famous teachers. Although his current level is not as good as those of the masters of domestic folk music, it is actually about the same.  If he is willing, I am afraid that after a few performances, he can make a name for himself in the field of folk music.

    Taking a deep breath, when it was seven to eight minutes full, the diaphragm sank slightly, and a gentle and thick air flow slowly came out from the air hole formed by the lips and poured into the Dongxiao.

    A deep, long flute sound suddenly filled the more than 200 square meters of the piano room.  Although no reverberation is added, the sound of the flute itself is thick enough to form the most natural harmony. Although it is just a simple melody, it fully interprets the sound quality of the Dongxiao!

    The melody is low, desolate, and simple. Following the rhythm of the flute, Liu Yufan's body swings freely, as if he is completely immersed in this ancient and vigorous tune.

    After the song ended, he stood there for a long time, silent for a long time.

    "I thought that I was a semi-expert when it came to playing wind instruments. But today I realized that my level is really not good enough." Liu Yufan sighed and put the flute back to its place.  .  This song made him understand the gap between himself and the mysterious man he had never met. When he was playing just now, although Liu Yufan also played the songThe melody of ?? was imitated almost exactly, but it was just a form but no spirit. When I listened to the tune I played, I couldn't find the flavor I heard at that time.  Moreover, when Liu Yufan was playing some of the sentences, he actually felt like he was losing his breath.  He is now in his prime, full of energy, and has good skills. There will be no such problem with ordinary music.  Being able to make him feel this way shows how difficult this piece is!

    Although circulating ventilation can solve this problem, Liu Yufan knows that it is not the feeling he wants.  Of course, when he heard this unknown piece of music, he felt that the whole song was done in one go, with no hint of reluctance, and he couldn't hear any stiffness in the ventilation, let alone cyclic ventilation. In the final analysis,  Or his skill is not enough.

    But this piece of music aroused some interest in Liu Yufan.  It's been a long time since a piece of music could make him feel this way.  Although he has mastered all flute and flute playing techniques, this is the first time he feels such a challenge.

    "I don't know what kind of song this is. If you have time, you can discuss it with friends in the flute and flute world. Maybe some of them know this song." Liu Yufan thought to himself.  For some reason, he had an inexplicable fondness for this unknown piece of music, and had an urge to make it.

    But right now, there is a more important thing waiting for him to do, because the most fatal stab to Soni and other digital companies - the Meizu iPhone is about to be released. It is foreseeable that this  It will definitely be another powerful earthquake in the digital product industry!  .  .  )

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