Chapter 61 Absolute Pitch
August 27, afternoon.
The first-year high school students in the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School lined up in a long queue, wearing military training uniforms. They walked out of the school gate in an orderly manner and came to their respective buses.
As a sports committee member, Zhu Yufei walked in front and led the team, carrying a red and yellow flag with "Grade 18, Grade 1" printed on it.
Li Luo was at the end of the class, chatting with Kong Junxiang while walking.
Logically speaking, high school students are required to attend military training in military camps. This kind of treatment is relatively rare even in some universities.
But the principal of the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School is from the military. He is more interested in the quality of students in this area, and he has strong connections, so he can arrange for students to go to the military camp to experience it.
Qianjiang University next door does not have this condition.
Of course, this also has something to do with the number of people.
After all, Qianjiang University may have several thousand freshmen in one class.
There are more than 600 first-year high school students in the attached high school, which is relatively easy to manage.
"What is Teacher Kong looking at?" Li Luo glanced at Kong Junxiang's mobile phone and asked curiously.
“Watch some news.” Kong Junxiang silently closed the Qidian Reading APP. After confirming that a certain book had just been updated, he put his phone back into his pocket with a little itch.
The team is moving forward slowly, and Zhu Yufei at the front has already led the team into the car.
The students were more or less excited and felt like they were going out for an outing.
Li Luo followed the team, looked around, and saw a bus on the opposite side of the road.
Ying Chanxi was also at the end of the team at this time. After seeing Li Luo, he waved to him.
As a result, before Li Luo could respond, Yan Zhusheng next to him also noticed Ying Chanxi's greeting, so he waved politely in response.
"She is greeting me." Li Luo turned around and said.
"Really?" Yan Zhusheng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "But I invited her to dinner, but you didn't. Why can't you just say hello to me?"
Li Luo: "...What you said makes sense."
After getting on the bus, Li Luo sat next to Yan Zhusheng. On the other side of the aisle were Kong Junxiang and Instructor Zhang.
After everyone put their luggage, large and small, on top, Lin Yuan couldn't wait to open the guitar case he brought, and sat on his seat holding the guitar to show off.
Although she couldn't sit with Hua Xiuxiu, Hua Xiuxiu was sitting across the aisle at this time, which was considered an excellent position.
Before the train started, Lin Yuan could not wait to start playing.
Lin Yuan was very nervous during the singing show last night, and his fingers were trembling after singing.
But after thinking about it, part of Lin Yuan's self-confidence was released.
At least singing in front of my classmates is no longer as stressful as when I introduced myself at the beginning of school.
Li Luo no longer brought the guitar.
After all, after knowing the price of the guitar, he felt a little embarrassed to waste it on others. He usually enjoyed playing with it at home and would not take it out unless necessary.
It happened that Lin Yuan brought a guitar. After the bus started, Lin Yuan played for about ten minutes and finally felt a little tired.
Li Luo, who was in the front row, waved over.
He is not a guitar expert. To him, any guitar feels the same, as long as he can play it. At most, he can really feel some differences in feel and sound quality.
"Come on, come on, let's order some songs." After Li Luo confirmed that the bus was on the highway and relatively stable, he stood up, leaned against the railing of the aisle, and said to the classmates with a smile, " Let’s sing together.”
“Let’s swing the oars~”
“The boat pushes away the waves~”
Everyone can hum a few lines of this song. As Li Luo started the tune, several bold classmates started singing along. Gradually, all the classmates in the car were infected and sang together:
"The sea reflects the beautiful white pagoda~"
" Surrounded by green trees and red walls~"
Instructor Zhang on the side couldn't help but laugh a little while listening to the singing in the car: "This military training is for you, as if you are going for a spring outing." Kong Junxiang also laughed and glanced at Li Luo, who was playing the guitar enthusiastically next to him. Feeling the lively and happy atmosphere of the classmates, he felt a little more satisfied.
It has only been two or three days since the military training. Because of Li Luo, most of the students in the class have already developed a strong sense of belonging to Class 18.
One of the original goals the school wanted to achieve when arranging military training during the school term was this effect.
Many times, whether a class is good or not depends not only on the teacher and the school, but also on the overall atmosphere of the class.
Like Li Luo, he was able to unite the entire eighth class in just a few days, which saved Kong Junxiang a lot of trouble.
"Teacher Kong, I want to sing a song too."
Just as Kong Junxiang was looking at the scene in the car with a smile, Li Luo had already set his sights on him, smiling. Come closer.
Kong Junxiang actually just graduated from college a few years ago, and he quickly became involved with everyone.
Li Luo stopped playing the guitar only after he was tired of singing.
Originally, he wanted to return the guitar, but unexpectedly Yan Zhusheng suddenly grabbed his arm and took the guitar over.
"What's wrong?" Li Luo asked strangely, "You want to sing by yourself?"
During the chorus just now, Yan Zhusheng didn't open her voice. Li Luo thought it was because she didn't play well, so she Not interested.
But Yan Zhusheng just said: "Let me tune it."
She held the guitar, gently plucked the strings, listened carefully, and then turned the strings button to adjust the tightness of the strings.
“Is the tone of this guitar inaccurate?” Li Luo asked curiously.
Yan Zhusheng glanced at him, and then said: "It's a terrible mess, the rhythm that comes out is like noise."
Li Luo twitched the corner of his mouth: "...your ears are somewhat "I'm spoiled."
"Okay." After Yan Zhusheng finished adjusting, he handed it to Li Luo again, "You can give it a try."
Li Luo took the guitar dubiously and tried to play with it. Strings.
Then he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
How should I put it... This feeling is very strange.
When he played the guitar before, he could obviously accept the tone and texture, but after Yan Zhusheng changed it like this, the sound seemed to be much better.
"How did you change this?" Li Luo turned around and asked.
“First determine the pitch of one string, and then adjust it one by one.” Yan Zhusheng said very simply.
“What if the pitch of the six strings is not right?”
“Then adjust one of them first.”
“How do you know it is adjusted correctly? Is the sound accurate?"
Yan Zhusheng looked at him strangely: "My ears told me."
"...Is this called absolute pitch?"
"So be it."
Li Luo smacked his lips, and then suddenly thought of something, so he asked: "Can absolute pitch be trained?"
"No." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "But if you train more, you can get close to absolute pitch. Effect."
Li Luo thought about his memory palace, which can copy and remember sounds. So if he wanted to, could he also achieve the effect of absolute sound?
“Hey, let me give it a try too.” Li Luo thought of this and handed the guitar to Yan Zhusheng, “You mess it up and teach me how to tune it.”
Yan Zhusheng blinked, He looked down at the guitar in his hand: "If ordinary people want to tune it, it's better to get a tuner."
(End of this chapter)