Miss Bach's Crab Canon

It is only for more people to hear the tritone in it, so as to empower Deli Dolly.Alas, I am ashamed to say that this kind of work is shameless to do at home... But Gao Yiyu did it quite smoothly, and the results were very good.

Who made all kinds of marketing accounts steal videos and blindly edit and dub them, the quality is very low...but she has the source files.

It's really cruel to pirate yourself...

094·No.14 days

The days passed quickly, plainly, but delicately.

No day is the same.

Sometimes it rains, sometimes cumulus clouds, the moon goes from a hook to a full half moon.Gradually, I could feel that the sun appeared a little later than usual.

However, the residents of this world remain unchanged, working hard for what they love, day after day.

For Ioannis - a ghost from the past.

After she gets up every day, she starts to be with the staff.

Write more notes, footnotes, and ranks, just to turn the music into the color you want.

Only when I need to refer to, look for previous experience, and expand my own cognition, will I put on the headphones and try to communicate with other people's music.

——As for Gao Yiyu, she lived the same regular life.

Wake up every morning, go to the construction site, find the coffee girl to collect food and take it home.

Warm it when you need it, so you don't have to bother great musicians to go out, lest they walk with sore feet and interrupt precious inspiration.

It's like raising piglets... But Gao Yiyu only thinks about it occasionally, and he's actually quite happy.

Just let her live a life of reaching for her coat and opening her mouth for food, and this little piggy can show good... no, great music.

Just by reading the sheet music, Gao Yiyu can feel how wonderful each note will be woven.

They have an extremely deep baroque and classical music foundation, but Ioannis has endowed them with arrangements and orchestrations that are in line with modern avant-garde rock and a fusion of multiple styles.

She is the kind of top-level master, and Gao Yiyu, a person who knows a lot, comes into contact with modern music to guide her in the beginning and answer questions, so the speed of improvement is like a godsend.

Of course, there is a price for this, that is, Joannis is not interested in anything except music.

After so many days, as Gao Yiyu became more and more satisfied with the tune, a doubt also expanded.

——What exactly is she composing the music for?

Great music must be supported by the strong enthusiasm of the creator. This is an inviolable iron law.

Ioannis, who once lived in the Baroque era, was creating for God.

—but now?

Music that is brimming with intense passion, or restrained with majestic emotion...

Why was it written?

In fact, Gao Yiyu vaguely grasped some answers, such as taking a sip of coffee made by a female classmate, which tastes better than Joannis's; such as wondering why she doesn't come to sleep together recently; another example, praising the music full of emotion Time……

Every reaction of Joannis brought Gao Yiyu closer to the answer.

It is sacred and untouchable, shy but beautiful...and, it is the answer that should be hidden in the heart.

……

Of course, there was another member of the band.

Daphne, the lead singer, leads a more wonderful life.

Watching TV every day, using the computer, and filling up the homework with weird Greek that Gao Yiyu couldn't understand.

Judging from her appearance, this goddess who just entered junior high school, is... unexpectedly familiar with everything in the world.

She began to be able to predict what content will be shown in tomorrow's news broadcast, she began to understand and comment on the most cutting-edge academic knowledge, and she began to complain about the poor computer hardware and the cheap network speed... This is really a modern person.

But it's a pity that because Gao Yiyu and Joannis only understand music, no one can chat with Daphne, so she can only play computer games to pass the time by herself...

"I didn't expect that we would meet again... Your name is remembered by the world, but your appearance has been distorted by history. Forgive me for not helping you at that time, but I am just a listener to history. At least this time, I am a little Help me, Paleolio subjugated..."

"Trajan, your territory was abandoned by that young man, but I did not hold him accountable. After all, in order to please me, he made me more or less smell the customs of my hometown. I hope you can understand. If you have the opportunity , I will bring you Diocletian's vegetables as compensation..."

Strange words like this pop up from time to time.

Gao Yiyu really didn't want to ask the details, just think of her as an awkward player who likes to make up her mind when playing games, and even talks to herself... Anyway, as long as she is happy.

Then--

Day after day, what is changed by some fantastic colors is the No. 13 day of the construction site.

……

Gao Yiyu was sitting in the recording studio, in front of the old grand piano, alone.

In addition to promoting the trumpet prelude recently, her work in the recording studio every day is to adjust and get familiar with the recording equipment and equipment.

After all, the construction period seems to be coming to an end, which means that soon, they will be able to create real music.Therefore, in order to spread Joannis' scores and performances to the world perfectly, Gao Yiyu must of course be familiar with these tasks.

In the past few days, she recorded a lot of her own guitar, harmonica, and singing voice.

From being unskilled at the beginning, to gradually getting used to it later, the current dry sound recording effect is already very good.

And then came today—she wanted to try recording a piano.

It's actually a very, very difficult thing to record, and of all the instruments, the piano is the most difficult to record, even more so than the drums.

However, in the mainstream field of music production, there are various mature solutions for recording piano.

For example, use a very mature sound library to make piano parts, that is to say, you don’t need a real piano, you don’t need a real performer, you just need to fill in the sound in the required grid, and it will become a whole by itself. into a decent piano performance.

If you are a little more particular, you will use a good electric piano worth tens of thousands of yuan. Their timbres are basically sampled from Steinway in New York, where they have a constant temperature and constant humidity library specially made for musicians. , storing carefully maintained pianos in the best condition.Therefore, the internal recording of electric piano can also achieve high quality.

In addition, there is a less common recording method, which is to add an automatic player to the piano.In addition to being very convenient to play automatically, they also achieve the effect of internal recording-of course, it is very troublesome and expensive.

Finally, there is the easiest—and most difficult—microphone recording, which requires a very, very professional level to get right.As a result, humans have invented the above-mentioned various methods to try to replace it.

If there was not a grand piano that he wanted to use here, Gao Yiyu would undoubtedly choose the electric piano.

But there was no other way, she had no choice but to bite the bullet.Fortunately, the recording studio is her own, and the equipment is not rented, so she can try it casually.

Many microphones were placed in different places, and Gao Yiyu also moved the position of the piano many times, just to find the most suitable place.

As a result, I tossed all afternoon. In order to hear the difference, my ears were so tossed that my ears were about to explode.

Relying on this unrepaired piano that should go into the museum, she recorded a lot of weird sounds. They look like the broken piano that Ryuichi Sakamoto fished out of Fukushima-in fact, they are similar.Their voices are weird, out of tune, scattered and messy.

Fortunately, this is not something to present to the audience, it's just Gao Yiyu's tossing around alone.

With this afternoon's hard work, she found some tips for recording piano.

Then--

Something happened.

She was resting on the Black and White Key Mountain when she found a small problem.

Her little nose smelled something.

They are so familiar that it is easy to ignore them.But if the reason discovers it strongly, then it will feel incredible.

——That is the taste of bitter cabbage.

As a native of Yunnan, this kind of bitter vegetable is a very, very daily vegetable. Its grassy smell with a little mustard flavor is so familiar that it can't be more familiar.In fact, the recording studio also arranged a lot of bitter herbs, which were hung in bamboo baskets on the wall and used as sound-absorbing cotton...

Therefore, Gao Yiyu didn't feel that there was anything wrong when he smelled the smell the first time.

— but not right.

She straightened up like an arrow, her eyebrows curled into little balls... confused.

These flower-leaved bitter vegetables... have been here for more than ten days, and the smell has long since disappeared.They have undoubtedly withered and lost their vitality... How could they still smell?Otherwise, Gao Yiyu who comes to the recording studio every day, why hasn't he smelled it?

Confused, Gao Yiyu stood up and simply went to check the wall full of bamboo baskets.

The amazing thing is——

Plants that should have been withered, sluggish, and dehydrated...

They are very fresh.

Green and full of flavor, it even seems to grow in fertile soil.

If you get closer and sniff it hard with your nose, it will even make you cry like an onion.

But... why is it fresh?

Maybe it's the coffee girl... When did you change the batch?But no, this is not the filter element of the air purifier, and the coffee girl is a smart top student, so why change this thing when you have nothing to do...

"And... a little kind..." Gao Yiyu suddenly said this to himself.

It is an intuition without reason, just like human beings know how to use their arms and stretch their fingers, but they cannot rationally describe the process.This is what Gao Yiyu feels now.

I don't know why, but she loves these fresh bitter herbs——

Feeling cordial.

……

Go home, eat, take a shower, sleep, wake up...

Even when he was asleep, Gao Yiyu was still thinking about it.

It's as if a melody suddenly popped up in my mind, with a strong sense of familiarity, but I can't remember where the melody came from.

This kind of confusion tortured Gao Yiyu enough, and she was depressed all the time. The mysterious and depressed beautiful girl she saw in the mirror did not cheer her up.Although I have never been in love, but it should be like this...

— until Ioannis woke up too.

"Today I want you to say that sentence." She seemed very motivated, "The coffee I make is better than that female classmate's!"

"Oh……"

Gao Yiyu replied softly, because he was still pondering the confusion in his mind, he didn't even understand what Joannis was saying.

Joannis didn't realize what was wrong with her, but she became even more motivated because of this perfunctory sound.

She walked to the refrigerator, and behind the refrigerator, she caught a cluster of flames that were sleeping there - it was Meow.

"Meow meow, come on, boil water for me, today it's going to be so hot that your fingers will be blistered immediately. In order to let your master praise you, please help me preheat the filter cup with coffee powder."

"I...I can't heat the filter cup...and the kettle at the same time..." Little Flame was very embarrassed.

Recently, Gao Yiyu has a habit of going out alone, keeping all those guys who have resonated with her magical power at home.And the most useful Meow Miao, of course, became Joannis's servant, helping her with the coffee as always.

"Can't you give birth to a little meow?"

"Then...then I have to ask the master to find me a beautiful new flame."

"Then what do you want meow to do?"

"Oh yes..."

Gao Yiyu was still immersed in her own thoughts. She felt that from the very beginning, she seemed to have grasped some new clues.That familiar and intimate feeling... getting closer and more obvious.

Until Joannis brought her the coffee, the feeling reached its peak.

"...Ah, it's you." Gao Yiyu shouted in surprise, "Yes, it's you!"

"...Is it coffee? Or me?"

"No, it's Meow Meow, that's right, it's magic power...but it's not the kind of resonance that endows it with spiritual wisdom!"

Gao Yiyu stared at the little flame that she hadn't seen for a long time, feeling extremely happy. The distress that had tormented her for a day finally got a clear clue and was solved!The intimacy exuded by those bitter herbs is very similar to the intimacy resonating with this flame!

After hastily taking the coffee and taking a sip, Gao Yiyu rushed out the door and rushed to the recording studio without leaving a comment, regardless of his tongue being scalded.Only Yoannis was left blinking her eyes constantly, feeling like she was about to cry aggrieved.

Luckily, musicians have self-regulation—

"Ah, this... sad emotion... has to be written into the song..."

If it is placed in the classical era, the piano students of later generations will probably have another classic and immortal etude.

……

After getting into the recording studio, Gao Yiyu sat in front of the piano and breathed slowly, wanting to prove a certain idea of ​​his own in this early morning when everything was revived.

The battered piano, her—and a handful of dirt.

It was dug from the outside when she came here, it was slightly damp from last night, and a small bud of unknown type grew on it.It is so petite, its roots are not even firmly rooted in the ground, and it can't even be aware that it has been dug away.