Miss Bach's Crab Canon

After a moment of silence, Delidoori replied in a tired voice: "Don't think about it." But that sounded... more like a warning.Without waiting for Gao Yiyu to say something, Deli Duoli initiated a new topic——

"The content of the contract between you and me, when are you going to do it?"

"It means to spread your tritone so that more people can hear it?"

"if not?"

That will start the life of a musician, right?It is essential to let the song be displayed... Although this violates Gao Yiyu's habit of entertaining himself, but the contract is like this, so he can only bite the bullet.

But before that—she had a burning problem, and she needed Delidoori's support.

"Thanks to you, I don't have girls' clothes, can I have some?"

Goo, make it up tomorrow!

Like the title, although I'm not too confident about this...

Recently, I still have sleep disorders. It seems that I have been drinking too much coffee recently. I have to say that I fully understand the reason why Bach likes coffee.After that, tons and tons of coffee water will be poured into the content of the work, which should be inevitable...

In short, after a day of replenishing sleep, sorting out the plot and chores, I should be able to make up for today's googoo... Young Naiwai has definitely not given up, and will write well!

In short, thanks for the support of new and old readers, as always, your generous feed will become illustrations...referring to serious illustrations.In fact, I had an appointment with someone before, but the other party slapped me, and I really felt like I was being tricked by the class...

023·About the name

As a high school student, normally speaking, you are poor.

Even in Western history, Gao Yiyu has left behind the name of "mysterious oriental bard" in an anonymous way, and brought home a native girl from the Baroque era. Not only that, but also somehow met a A devil, a devil...

Still poor.

The devil I befriended had no intention of helping.

"Let me sleep, I can't do anything because I'm overdrawn. But you have two ways, first, to spread the tritone for me. Second, to work hard to earn money to buy new clothes..."

But when it came to this, Deli Duoli smiled and added in a tired voice——

"Or two things are done together." The meaning is self-evident.

"...Your boy is really using me desperately."

"I'm a girl...but you're right, well, this time it's true, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Afterwards, no matter how Gao Yiyu did something to the gold coin, how much he shouted insults, Deli Duoli did fall into a sleep...or pretended to be asleep, and never woke up again.But Deli Duoli has made everything clear enough, and she has told Gao Yiyu what she should do.

--music!

Ok.

Gao Yiyu rolled up his sleeves, and under the large T-shirt was a girl who was ready to work hard.

Then do it.

"--Wow!"

However, a scream came out abruptly, like an ice bucket challenge, extinguishing the fighting spirit to accept the challenge.

Sure enough, another foot was chopped upstairs, and they were madly complaining about the noise.

Gao Yiyu hurriedly looked over - it was Joannis's voice.Before that, she had been wearing earphones, tinkering with the modern musical instrument and synthesizer keyboard that Gao Yiyu lent her to play...

I have to say, looking at it now, it feels like throwing a ball of wool to the cat and letting it go aside obediently, so as not to disturb the owner's work.However, neither the cat nor Miss Joannis will remain obedient forever.

Joannis took off the earphones, with an awkward expression: "I'm sorry, Bard, this thing... is broken."

"...Don't call me a bard, I have a name, I told you."

"Then... Transpose?" Joannis said the original meaning of Gao Yiyu's name, "Unlike you, I have a stupid mouth, and it is difficult for me to pronounce your name accurately. This, this will definitely make you uncomfortable...I I don't want to be hated by you."

"Then just find any name you like, anyway, it's fine as a bard." This will remind Gao Yiyu of the history she read before, and it will always make her feel uncomfortable to the point of embarrassment.

Joannis accepted the proposal, bit her thumb lightly with her tiger teeth, and thought about how to call her: "...The Lord of the Castle?"

"...Why is it called that?"

"This great castle is yours."

It seems that Joannis thinks that this is a title like "lord"?In short, this is too strange: "This is an ordinary tube building, not a castle, nor mine. All I have is this [-]-square-meter house... I won it from a bet."

So after Gao Yiyu finished high school, he moved here to live alone.It is not only close to the school where you are studying, you can have more sleep time, but you can also concentrate on playing music without disturbing your parents' rest.Of course, aside from these things, she is still an ordinary poor student who needs to rely heavily on her parents.

Parents also feel that this can exercise their children's independence.

In addition, they don't mind Gao Yiyu's gradual departure from normal education. Since the child loves and is addicted to music from the bottom of his heart, let him be free.

——Gao Yiyu prepared the above words and prepared to explain them to others.

Because once people heard that she was living alone and engaged in music, they would inevitably ask "Your parents didn't kill you?" So reflexively, she was ready to accept Joannis's question and answer it in this way.

But it didn't.

"Even though it's so small, it makes me happy."

Joannis said from the bottom of her heart.

"I have lived in the imperial palace of Frederick II, worked in many churches, and served temporarily at the courts of Weimar, Köthen. They are luxurious, beautiful, clean and tidy... but nothing so impressive People are happy and full of life.”

"I'm sorry, it's incomparable to the palace... I'm sorry, it's too messy."

"But, thank you for allowing me to live here. In this home, I have a corner to shelter from the wind and rain."

As she spoke, Joannis walked to the corner of the room with her skirt lifted, and sat quietly in the corner like a rice vat.

"So... please allow me to call you that - Parent."

"... Is there anything else?" Suddenly, Gao Yiyu's face twisted into a ball, not as good as the previous castle master!But... the corners of her mouth moved, she didn't know whether to smile or crooked.

"Don't like it?"

"It feels very weird...but...but...I don't know..."

At this time, the gold coin in Gao Yiyu's pocket snickered: "It's quite image, so be it—this is a dream." The demon who can tamper with history at will ended the dispute with a dream.No matter how much Gao Yiyu objected and insulted her, Joannis did not intend to change her words.

Helpless, Gao Yiyu could only get used to it as much as possible.

"Joannis, come to think of it, why were you screaming before..." Gao Yiyu thought of this question after walking around.

Joannis apologized: "The musical instrument my parents lent me suddenly broke..."

"No way... I saved a lot of money to buy this..." Gao Yiyu, who was distressed, immediately put on his earphones and touched his familiar good friend.She played a few single notes, interspersed with black and white keys—err, all right?

After fiddling for a while, Gao Yiyu suddenly understood.

"You moved the buttons, the switches, the knobs, didn't you?"

"Hmm... I bumped into each other by chance."

"The piano sound source of this thing was touched by you and changed into an electronic sound effect."

"...What?! Can't understand..."

"Simply speaking, this instrument can freely switch the timbres it emits. It can not only play the piano—that is, the instruments developed after the harpsichord and harpsichord, but also play various strings and wind instruments. And tons of weird electronic sound effects."

Although the explanation is an explanation, Gao Yiyu doesn't expect Joannis to understand this at all... Let's find some German textbooks for her later.

Sure enough, she looked dazed, but she could tell that she was already thinking.That being the case, wouldn't it be better for her to use her listening comprehension directly?

"Come." Gao Yiyu beckoned, and the rice vat curled up in the corner responded curiously, "Let's listen to some modern music."

"Huh? Are you going out?"

Gao Yiyu denied it with a smile, but moved a new chair and put it next to the computer, and moved the chair aside.Joannis sat down very smartly, looking at the colorful monitors in front of her, she seemed to feel that she was about to accept new things again.

Gao Yiyu took a seat beside her, grabbed the mouse in front of her, and clicked on Spotify, the music software he was accustomed to using.Just the jumping of these few pictures made Joannis stunned-isn't this a decorative painting? !How can move? !

"Want to hear something?"

"...You don't need to listen to the orchestra, you can listen to it anytime, anywhere, is it true?"

"Well, I want to hear something."

Although the stimuli they received one after another made the ancients feel ashamed and full of curiosity—but at this moment, they all gave way to their desire, which is the desire to discover modern music.She was about to speak, but remembered a small matter...maybe it needs a higher priority confirmation.

"How long can we listen?"

"Listen to it for as long as you want."

"Then...can you listen to my music first?"

But before hearing her request, Gao Yiyu had already moved the mouse and opened the works of Bach in the collection.People who devote everything to music, no matter how clean and noble they are, at least have a trace of curiosity - whether their achievements are known to others?How is it interpreted?

As a result, a mishmash of albums—thousands of albums in all—have been put under the composer's name.In addition, the number of other songs that use her but are not recorded here must be equally vast, and this is only on one of the music software.

But instead of explaining these great things, what Gao Yiyu did was just open a random one and play it.

Through the desktop speakers, the magnificent music is transmitted.

"It's my Brandenburg..."

"Well, the third movement."

The harpsichord played back and forth in the dark, while the violas laid out layers on the other side.Then, the violin ensemble played out the melody line - it looks like a freshly washed bed sheet, hung in the sun, swinging up and down with the wind, refreshing and pleasant.

There is no sense of presence, but every note is very clear and clean.

Then, the baroque flute interspersed and played in concert with the violin...

They are airy, they are harmonious, they are sweet, they are magnificent.

"... Let me see... Max Pommer, Karajan's apprentice, is very orthodox, no wonder his level is very high."

"...Parents! Shhh! Please don't talk during the performance! It will disturb them!"

If it weren't for the listening etiquette that was ingrained in her bones, she would have jumped onto Gao Yiyu's chair and gagged her mouth hard to keep her from speaking.No way, she doesn't understand what recording is, she just thinks that there is an invisible band here, presenting her with extremely high-level music...

Gao Yiyu laughed: "Unfortunately, they listened to me-pause!"

She clicked the mouse.

The music stopped abruptly—this surprised Joannis, who was listening carefully.I can't understand, do modern people keep invisible elves in their homes, train them to form a band, and obey their masters at any time?

"How about it, music."

"It's hard to imagine that the little elves can have such a high level of ensemble performance, which is completely qualified for the court's performance needs. Their level is amazing...It's also hard to imagine that they can play my music so well in the future...Parents, let them continue or not?"

Gao Yiyu clicked the mouse lightly, and said with a sense of ritual: "Play!" Immediately, the calm harpsichord and baroque flute came out again.

Although the music reappeared, Gao Yiyu did not maintain etiquette for viewing the speakers: "Many people refer to you, and ancient musicians like you, as a musical style called classical music."

"Very reasonable."

"And regard you as the highest achievement of human music art so far, or regard you as their superior talk."

Joannis thought for a second, but she understood.Their music was already synonymous with "elegance" at that time, it was the development and continuation of art itself, and the exploration of music technology—rather than secular music that did not go to the stage.

Even in her time, even the aristocrats or the royal family would enjoy these music, which would elevate their own style and regard it as evidence of being more elegant than ordinary people.Of course, many musicians claim to be higher than secular music because of this-unexpectedly, these things have also continued into this era.

This made Joannis a little relieved, because humans are still humans.

She asked curiously: "Then what do the parents think? We are hundreds of years behind the times, and it is still your highest achievement?"

"It's one of them."

"……one."

"I respect equally all music that focuses on artistry and the essence of music above profit. In this range, no one music is above the other-but they are all above commodity music, that is, pop music that serves profit. "

Unknowingly, Joannis's chair had already touched Gao Yiyu's, and the girl leaned over completely, wanting to hear more from the girl in front of her—all of which she didn't know.

"That's our enemy?"

"Yes, the devil called you for this, and the devil used me for this."

"Are they really that bad?"

Gao Yiyu crossed his legs and folded his hands, like a bad student who hates class: "Commodity art has always existed, and their original intention is to make the content appealing to the public, easy to understand, and to sell better - so this is the premise , people compete for quality in the popular field.”

"Isn't that nice? Just normal secular music..."

"Well, it used to be very good. They were classified as popular pop, and sales were determined by quality. Therefore, countless masterpieces and genres were born. This kind of good pop music lasted for a long time."

"How long?"

"But now, in recent years ... it's all changed, musicians no longer rely on the quality of music to determine sales, and that's what we hate."