Miss Bach's Crab Canon

Ioannis kept her head down because she had asked a lot of questions.I don't know if the other party will find it annoying, or think she is too ignorant...

If that was the case, there was nothing she could do.In any case, being able to talk about music with someone again, even if it is just a few words of communication, is already a miracle enough for the deceased—even if he knows that he is unknown in history, it is just a grain of no one. Dust mentioned.

"The first one is music from my hometown, and the second one is rock music."

When Joannis was depressed, Gao Yiyu's clear voice called her back.

Another word that is too unfamiliar: "...rock...roll?"

"Your music has also been used in a lot of rock tunes."

"……Um?"

my music?Joannis stood there stupidly as if someone had hit her head, confused.

Isn't that music gone?Why did it go to the future and was used in a lot of rock music?What is rock music?Ignorance, curiosity, shame, confusion, countless emotional shocks - her face flushed with it.

Gao Yiyu laughed: "Actually, when I came to this era, I originally wanted to catch you, but I didn't expect to be caught by you... Now it's even."

Then--

She wanted to fulfill the meaning of her trip.

Be a bard, telling stories and songs to the walls and streets, to the times—to the audience.

Even if there is only one audience, even if the time has been frozen.

She didn't care about the dirt on the ground, and sat down cross-legged, with her left knee slightly raised, so that the guitar could just lie on it.

The story she wants to tell now is the fusion between the soul of the Baroque era and the frontier of the era.But in fact, it’s just a story about a girl dreaming about the future——

To that girl, Gao Yiyu stretched out his palm and smiled as an invitation.

Joannis remained silent in surprise, of course she knew what the other party was going to play.But... what will play?How should music be appreciated in the future?How can I not be rude?Numerous little entanglements troubled her.

But they fade away quickly.

She heard the first sound—

Bass from the fifth string group, with a little sadness.

Immediately afterwards, a flat rhythm part merged into the plucked string bass that had not yet dissipated—that was the slap of Gao Yiyu's leather boots lifted and then lightly landed on the ground.

The bass and the beat of the boots interweave, but soon the bass becomes the root of the chord, and because of the third and second strings, they play a sweet tone.

Gutstrings and resonating boxes, leather boots and flagstones.

The girl lowered her head and focused everything into the melody.

It was a baroque polyphony, played by the guitar, the melody progressed slowly, each sound was like a sigh, and the beat of the foot seemed to come from the approval of a friend, and they sighed something together.

But they are not the protagonists - they are the accompaniment.

"We skipped the light fandango...

(We danced a lilting fandango)..."

Gao Yiyu sang the famous song of the twentieth century, "A Whiter Shade Of Pale (Pale Light Shadow)", which can be regarded as a masterpiece in the whole British avant-garde rock, representing that slightly psychedelic era, but Has a strong artistic atmosphere.

The song was a huge hit at the time, selling amazingly because it was so captivating and catchy at the same time.

Although Procol Harum, the band that created it, has not produced any particularly outstanding works since then, but with this song "Pale Light Shadow", they are already a stroke of history.

Unlike the meaningless lyrics written when I was lost, the accompaniment arrangement of this song uses baroque music.

It was the famous cello song by Joannis that was adapted.But at the same time, what endowed the accompaniment with a charming temperament was a fresh musical instrument that had just been commercialized at that time—the electronic organ.

Although Gao Yiyu couldn't bring that thing, he could only play it with the guitar of this era-but it was still Joannis's music.

She sings flying and blurred lyrics, accompanies herself with endless swirling strings, even if she doesn't do it deliberately, her feet have stepped on and lifted at the right time-they seem to be stuffed in a poor mix The snare drum, supporting the music in a low-key manner.

5, 4 strings back and forth.

Swinging 3, 2 strings.

The 1st string that sounds occasionally.

Gao Yiyu closed his eyes and sang calmly.

She was not familiar with the voice of this girl's body, but everything seemed innate.

The incomparably smooth timbre flowed from her throat.

In the middle of the performance, unconsciously, she and the singing blended into the piano, and gradually felt no fatigue and pain in her feet.

She didn't care too much about how the strings started to lose their temper halfway, and went half-tones from time to time, and she didn't care much about her English pronunciation, which Joanice couldn't understand anyway.

At the end of the performance, Gao Yiyu almost forgot why this song was sung.

— but the audience already knew it.

"its mine……"

Gao Yiyu didn't sing the last lyrics, letting the pale shadow fly into the blur, but the performance didn't stop.Instead of the original lyrics, Gao Yiyu told Joannis the answer to her question in a language that his only audience could understand.

Will anyone still be listening to her music in the future?

"Probably, only more than 60 billion people have heard it." She smiled and swept the strings, "I am lucky to be one of them."

014·Questions and Answers

The trembling of the strings gradually stopped.

The timbre it vibrates is also like writing in one stroke, from thick to light pen, after all, it stops to the extent that human ears can't hear it.

Gao Yiyu's hand pressed lightly on the strings to stop their final vibration, and then sighed in relief. The bard's first performance didn't go wrong, so that's good.

Her fingers were sore, her throat was dry, and her eyes were temporarily hidden, not daring to see the audience's reaction.

It wasn't until after the performance that the excitement just faded away that Gao Yiyu realized how embarrassing what he had done.In this situation, in Gao Yiyu's cultural affiliation, there is a precise word to describe it - playing tricks.

How will you be evaluated by the other party?Has modern people desecrated the sacred music she created, or played it too badly, and the singing was even worse?I always feel that every one is stained...will I be scolded?For sure.

But - without waiting for the nervous Gao Yiyu to respond, the girl suddenly came over, without any surprise from before.

Her long light blonde hair was shaking, as if she was going to chat with the black hair of the girl next door.Not only that, but her finger also crossed the distance, and stretched it out——

"What a short ditty, and your tuning method is really interesting!"

What Joannis touched was the strings.She stared at every detail of the string, but her fingers slid from the string to the tuning column, trembling slightly, making the string make a shy sound—just like its owner's current mood.

"Hey, it's really separated tuning. Is this the music of the future?"

"Separation?"

"Well! In our time, most bards' tunings are as simple as tuning each note to the highest pitch...but you divide the temperament of four of them evenly, and the lowest The strings of the sound go out independently... as if there is a string in the middle..."

Before he knew it, Gao Yiyu completely lost all his previous emotions.Whether it's the pleasure of playing the aftertaste, the anticipation of hearing Joannis's evaluation, or the blush and heartbeat brought by her being so close, everything is gone.

All of this was washed away by the resonance of the common topic.

She was started talking: "Because this song "Pale Light Shadow" is played by the band, it is equipped with rhythm, melody, vocals, keyboards, and very important bass! Its accompaniment melody is very simple, I have more than enough parts on four strings, so I'll just have one for the bass."

"Wait, you—"

Suddenly, Joannis stepped back in panic, not knowing what she had discovered.

"...a terrifying future man!"

Although the soft long hair seemed reluctant to let go, after a while, it slowly fell with her, away from Gao Yiyu.

"You seem to be the age of a music apprentice! Also, you should also help people transcribe scores in the church, or serve as a mezzo-soprano trainee in a children's choir...but, but you...why are your skills so superb !? I've never seen bards and secular musicians with such sophisticated techniques!"

Use the pedals to form the rhythm part for yourself, use the four strings to form colorful accompaniment melodies, and have an extra bass string to support everything.

Not only that, but she was singing—with a voice that was saturated with melody and emotion.

Joannis was nervous, could it be that the development of music is so terrible, in the future, can everyone of Gao Yiyu's age be like this? !Her face suddenly turned red, and she felt inferior and desperate. Compared with the young future people, she was so backward and old—shameful...

"That's not it, don't look at me like this, I was also harmed by the devil." Gao Yiyu immediately explained, "I lived longer than this appearance, and the devil distorted my appearance as a threat in order to let me do my best to help her... ..."

"So that's how it is!" Joannes breathed a sigh of relief, and her little dress shoes moved forward again, "Are you actually an old lady? A famous musician in your time?"

"Nor... the original me, my seventeenth birthday is five months away, and I'm still a student."

"..."

Joannis stopped on the spot again, and her complexion, which had been soothed just now, turned gloomy again.

"In my time, this level was actually considered normal."

"Positive, normal?!"

The great musician at the apex of history not only stopped, but also stumbled back a few steps, with panic on his face.

Gao Yiyu didn't know how to explain so that the other party could understand, because he had been in contact with music and musical instruments since he was very young, and his strong interest never stopped.She sacrificed a lot of time for entertainment and study, and the result is what she is now, which can be regarded as the result of hard training.

There is indeed too much time between eras.

Her eyes passed through the cracks in the street, looking at the people coming and going in this era.

She couldn't explain clearly, and could only talk about what she knew: "Because of musicians like you, we have our future."

"It means that an unknown musician like me will be known by many people in the future?"

"Ah."

This is really a difficult problem...Gao Yiyu hugged the guitar, put his chin on the wood, and thought about how to tell her "how great you are"-or not to tell her?

"Speaking of, speaking of... the last part of your performance... you said 60 billion people... what do you mean? Many people have heard my music?"

Joannis never mentioned this, mainly because she was seriously thinking about what the "more than 60 billion" number was. It sounded too strange, and she couldn't figure it out for a while.This is beyond common sense, a word that has never been used in a lifetime, it is really incomprehensible.

Gao Yiyu couldn't laugh or cry, this was a more difficult question to answer.

So let's keep it simple-

"In my time, a small city like Eisenach." Gao Yiyu raised his toes, then stepped on them, making a sound on the bricks of Eisenach, "There are hundreds of thousands of people, of which thousands Tens of thousands of children have more or less touched musical instruments, can you understand this?"

"Hmm... big, probably..." Joannis' pupils flickered, and her tone was full of longing, "The proportion is so high, it must be a city dedicated to music, I really want to go and see it."

Gao Yiyu said with a smile: "In the whole world, there are thousands of such small cities."

"???"

"And add it all up, everybody has heard your music."

"?????????"

"At the same time, I hate you to the bone."

"???????????"

"But love you dearly—and so do I."

Just like that, Joannis passed out—like an old disk that had been written with huge amounts of data and was aging, she had endured too much incomprehensible information.

Fortunately, she is indeed the incarnation of the so-called Bach music, and also an inhuman historical shadow.Even if she fell to the ground, she was just as light as cotton, although her eyes were blurred and she was unconscious.

Gao Yiyu carried the guitar on his back worriedly and amusedly, walked towards her, sat cross-legged beside her, and picked up the violin bow that fell by his hand.With the wood that has been warmed, gently poked her face, awakening the poor musician who lost his soul from his shock.

"According to the rules, you have asked me so many questions, should I ask something?"

Joannis didn't respond with words, but just blinked, and her blue eyes confirmed it.Although there are undisguised expressions such as "please the great future people don't despise the ignorant me", there are also contradictory thinking such as "is it love or hate?"

But for her, Gao Yiyu wanted to ask only one question.

That was the unanswered question.

It is also a deserved response.

And this question is not a word, but an action: Gao Yiyu put his right hand on his left shoulder, and stretched his left hand outwards, with a smile on his face, and bowed generously—the performer has finished the performance, and now is the time to ask questions.

Is it a compliment, or a belittling?

The girl lying on the ground smiled and temporarily forgot what she couldn't understand.

She clasped her hands together and made a small sound.

"Nice!"

Joannis responded to the future bard's performance and her singing in the simplest way.That hearty answer is more calming than any recitative or mass.

"After all, I adapted my music..." Although the musician added such self-deprecation, "I don't want to deny my efforts."

"But it's really nice to hear."