95 On the banks of the Wuming River, a lonely figure stood silently above a bluestone.

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

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

The air exudes a creeping chill. Even if you are wearing a thick down jacket, you will feel a hint of coldness after standing outside for a long time.

"Sister Ya, you have been away for more than half a year without realizing it. Are you watching me? In three days, our Meizu iPhone will be launched. I gave it a code name for this first machine, called Yazhi. This machine is a gift I made to you. Do you like it?" Facing the vast earth, Liu Yufan murmured.

What hit my face was a bone-broken coldness. A gust of cold wind blew, mixed with a few snow particles, hit people's faces and quickly turned into ice water.

"Suoni's business in China has dropped sharply to 40%. This machine will become the last straw that overwhelms it. I can't use the Spring Festival to kick Suoni from China." Liu Yufan looked at the vastness in the distance and said quietly, as if he was talking to Sister Ya, or as if he was talking to him for himself.

"However, that's not enough. I said that I would like to bring the entire Sony company to you! This phone will bring countless wealth to the legend, and these wealth will turn into a knife and be stabbed hard on the heart of the Sony Company!" Liu Yufan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Not far away, a sound of clear and distant sound came, appearing faintly. Because the distance was too far, it was not very real, but the melody gave people a sense of desolation, silence, and vastness! The sound of the flute accompanied by the north wind, and it felt faintly integrated with the heaven and earth. In an instant, Liu Yufan's mind was actually confused by the sound of the flute and became a little lost.

However, the sound of the flute was intermittent, and there were several breaths in between. It stopped abruptly, as if waiting for something.

"The sound of the flute should be due to the harmony of the piano. I don't know why it's only the sound of the flute." Liu Yufan thought silently in his heart.

In the past six months, he has been here almost a few days later. Seeing the green grass on the shore turning from green to yellow, his mood has been calm for a moment. Sister Ya's shadow has not only not faded with the passage of time, but has become clearer.

Every half a month, Liu Yufan always encounters the sound of the flute once, and sometimes he sees a small boat wherever he can see it. But more often, he only hears the sound of the flute but does not see the person. Two times, Liu Yufan also asked someone to find a small boat to try to find the person who was so angry, but he drove forward not long afterwards. It was like he had encountered a maze, and the sky was vast and there was nowhere to be found. Gradually, Liu Yufan lost this idea.

He is naturally a big expert in music, but in the face of this flute sound, he can't feel a little superior. Liu Yufan is not a specialist in wind instruments, but he is sure that as long as this person is willing to perform, with his songs, he will definitely become a Taishan Beidou-level figure in the Chinese folk music industry!

"I don't know what kind of person he can play such a mysterious song." It was obvious that Liu Yufan heard this song for the first time today, but when he heard the first flute sound, he judged that the song must have been played by the person before. This unknown song seemed to be blended with the world, interpreting the scenery at this moment in a deep impression! Liu Yufan was sure that he had never heard this song before, but the desolate and ancient melody was only heard once, and he kept it in his mind.

"Finish it, this should be the third song I heard." Liu Yufan took out the notebook he carried with him, brushed a few strokes, and recorded the melody of the flute just now. With Liu Yufan's composition level and ear strength at this moment, not to mention a flute song with only a single melody, even if it is a piano piece, as long as its texture is not particularly complicated, he can record the whole song intact after listening to it. Such ability seems a bit incredible to ordinary people, but for those musicians, it is not a difficult thing to do.

Three miles away, deep in the middle of the lake, on a small island covering only a few acres, and in a small pavilion made of wood and grass, an old man in a blue shirt stood with his hands behind his back. His right hand was holding a flute, and the color of the bamboo was deep reddish-brown, faintly revealing a deep black light, which was obviously made after a long period of soaking.

In this cold winter, the old man was wearing only a single dress, but there was no sign of coldness on his face. His face was rosy and shiny, and he looked full of vitality.

It's strange that with the size of this island, if it is three miles away, there is absolutely no reason not to see it. However, more than ten feet away from the island, it is impossible to see the island clearly, as if there is a natural barrier covering it.

The old man's eyes seemed to open and close, but three miles away, the young man's every move on the shore fell into his eyes.

Behind him, a woman wearing a blue cotton cloak sat quietly on the stone bench in the pavilion. In front of her, there was a quaint guqin with an ancient shape, and the whole body was covered with a dark red color, and at the end, there were faint traces of burning.

"Qing'er, do you recognize the person 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 he has no impression of him." The stunning woman called Qing'er heard the teacher ask this question again, and although she was a little impatient, she replied.

"He wandered here for half a year, looking sad. If he hadn't thought about it, he would never have come here. Half a year ago, I saved you from the river. When I woke up, you had no impression of what had happened before. I'm afraid you really knew this person, and it's unknown. Don't you really want to meet him? Perhaps, it's unknown that he can help you recall your previous memories." The old man said calmly.

"No need. So what if I remember? Qing'er now just wants to follow the teacher to learn the musical method. If you forget the things in the world, forget it." The woman said, her slender hands gently raised and gently plucked the strings. The guqin suddenly made a clear, vigorous, and thick sound.

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

In modern society, science and technology are developing rapidly, but those traditional things are gradually declining. Jianghu, sects, martial arts, cultivation, and these things have now completely become things in novels and movies, and how many people really know their existence.

Tianyin Sect, an ancient sect that has been passed down for more than a thousand years, is specialized in music and does not like to fight with others. Therefore, when the world is in its prime, not many people know that this sect exists. Moreover, Tianyin Sect has extremely strict disciples, and the same music requires very high understanding. Without extraordinary talent, it is impossible to learn the various inheritances of Tianyin Sect. Therefore, this sect has always been very low-key, and the population is small. Sometimes, it is even one person who passes on one person. If one sect leader is not responsible, or if he does not find a suitable disciple, it is likely that this sect will disappear. But fortunately, it has never been cut off until Murong Canghai's generation.

Half a year ago, Mu Rong Canghai rescued the woman from the water and cured her and found that the woman had lost her memory. But to his surprise, she had a very good talent for music. For so many years, Mu Rong Canghai insisted on going out once a year to find someone with a destiny, but he had not found it. It was not until the appearance of this woman that he had a glimmer of hope.

However, after half a year of getting along, Murong Canghai slowly discovered that although this woman's understanding of the rhythm is excellent, it seems to be a little short of his requirements. Take the song "Cold River Snow" just now. Murong Canghai's flute sound is thick and distant. In contrast, although this woman's piano sound can still be harmonious with it in rhythm, she is still a lot less in terms of performance skills and charm. At this time, Murong Canghai even doubted whether he had chosen the wrong partner.

However, although this woman has a little less understanding, she is extremely hard-working and patient. No matter how high the standards set by Murong Canghai for her or how difficult the song is, she has no complaints when she practices. It is precisely because of this that Murong Canghai has never given up on her guidance. Of course, guidance is the guidance, but Murong Canghai has never taken it to her subordinates. Otherwise, the woman would not call him the "teacher", but she should be called "master".

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

On the other side, Liu Yufan left the bank of Wuming River and turned back to Legendary Entertainment, it was already around 7 o'clock in the evening.

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

Although the legendary group's stall is now bigger, and compared with Legend Real Estate, Legend Technology and Legend Network, the profits brought to Legendary Group by Legend Entertainment are no longer as obvious and important as before, Liu Yufan is still used to treating this place as his base camp, and his office has never been replaced.

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

At the center of the piano room, a Stanway nine-foot grand piano was quietly placed. The cover was opened, and a row of black and white keys were shining with hazy lights under the soft white light.

During this period, Liu Yufan was plagued by the mundane affairs and was depressed for a long time because of Jiang Ya's accident. However, under what circumstances, he had never interrupted his piano practice. Music, especially piano music, had become a part of his bones and blood.

However, now he often plays some sad, anger, sad songs, and those happy and passionate tunes rarely heard from his hands. Just like the Beethoven's "Feeling" sonata that he particularly liked before, he rarely plays it now. More often than not, he still likes to play music like "Pathithy" and "Moonlight".

As for public performances, he rarely participates now, and has received some invitations during this period, but he has refused on the grounds of his physical discomfort. He used to like standing on the stage and enjoying the feeling of spotlights, flowers and applause. Now, he seems to have suddenly lost interest in all this. His music is only for the people closest to him. Sometimes, he is only for himself.

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

He slowly walked to a row of instrument racks on the side of the piano, and on the rack were many wind instruments placed horizontally, mainly quad flutes and flutes, as well as some Hulusi and Bawu. In addition to practicing piano, sometimes, Liu Yufan also likes to play a few ancient songs to express his emotions.

His footsteps were stuck on the left side of the instrument frame, and he took out a flute about one meter long and black and gray from the bottom row.

This is a bass flute with A-tune, which uses the best purple bamboo and is the top nine-section flute. The whole flute is made of compact and exquisitely crafted, and is a rare fine product. At the sound hole at the bottom of the flute, the producer's signature is engraved, which is exactly the word "Madi".

Liu Yufan is Ma Huaiyuan's favorite student and has had several encounters with Ma Di, a master of Northern School flute. Ma Di also highly praised and appreciated Liu Yufan's skills in playing flutes. Although the two rarely meet on weekdays, they never broke off contact. Most of the flutes and flutes used by Liu Yufan here are also fine products identified by Ma Di. For example, the big purple bamboo flute that Liu Yufan held in his hand on the market, and one of them costs at least more than 2,000 yuan, which is still an appraisal in the usual sense. For example, the flutes and flutes collected by Liu Yufan have to be at least turned over to this standard, and it may not be possible to buy them.

Holding the flute with both hands, the six fingers lightly cover the sound hole, the feet naturally open and shoulder-width as they are shoulder-width, the arms are slightly open, and the body and body are built into the most comfortable 45-degree oblique angle. The lower lip is lightly pressed on the blowing hole, which seems to be sticky, which is exactly the same as the essence of "tight inside and loose outside" in the flute playing flute. Liu Yufan has been working hard for several years on the wind instruments, and he has received guidance from famous teachers. Although his level is not as good as those of the domestic folk musicians, it is actually not much different. If he wants, he may be able to make a name for the folk musicians after several performances.

I took a deep breath, and when it was seven or eight minutes full, the septum muscles sank slightly, and a gentle and thick airflow slowly spit out from the mouth formed by my lips and poured into the flute.

A thick and long sound of the flute suddenly filled the piano room of more than 200 square meters. Although there was no reverb added, the thickness of the flute itself was enough to form the most natural harmony. Although it was just a simple melody, it fully interpreted the sound quality of the flute!

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

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

"I thought I was half an expert in playing wind music. Today I realized that my level was really not enough." Liu Yufan sighed and put the Guan Xiao back to his original place. This song made him understand the difference between him and the mysterious man he had never met. When he was playing just now, although Liu Yufan imitated the melody of the song to a certain extent, he was just physical and spiritual. Listening to the song he played, he could not find the taste he heard at that time. Moreover, Liu Yufan actually felt a sense of unstoppable breath when he was playing several of the sentences. He was in his prime and had a rich breath and skillful skills. Such problems would not occur to him. It was obvious that he could have this feeling!

Although circulating ventilation can solve this problem, Liu Yufan knew that it was not the feeling he wanted. Of course, when he heard this unknown song, he felt that the whole song was completed in one go, without any urgency, and he could not hear any stiffness in the breathing area, let alone circulating ventilation. After all, it was his lack of skill.

However, this song made Liu Yufan interested. It has been a long time since no song could make him feel this way. I asked myself that he had mastered all the flute and flute skills, which was the first time he felt this kind of 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. Perhaps some of them know this song may not be necessary." Liu Yufan thought to himself. For some reason, he had an inexplicable favor for this unknown song, and had the urge to make it happen.

But at the moment, there is another more important thing waiting for him to do, because the most deadly knife that the Meizu iPhone was stabbed to Suo Ni and other digital companies is about to be released. It can be foreseeable that this will surely be another powerful earthquake in the digital product industry!...)
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