Lin Yuxiao took one, tasted it, and then nodded: "the material is simple, but the technique is a little unusual. Let me try."


    "That''s good." Du Ziyuan nodded. It seems that there will be good luck in the future.


    After a while, Yanyun dragon came running with a musical instrument. When Du Ziyuan looked, he found that the shape of this thing was some like Pipa and some like erhu, with some differences.


    "This is..."


    "This is a musical instrument of the nomadic people in the north, called the three stringed piano," Songzi said.


    "Nomadic people?" Du Ziyuan heard this word and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "By the way, isn''t this thing a horse head Qin?"


    Du Ziyuan was only a painter in his dream. He knew little about musical instruments. He checked some relevant information when he drew the anthropomorphic picture of musical instruments.


    The structure of the Mongolian Matouqin is really similar to that of the violin. Although the instrument in the dragon''s hand is not a Matouqin, it is also very similar. It is also the combination of the sound box and the strings, but the violin is four strings, the Matouqin is two strings, and this one has three strings.


    [only one string is missing, so the effect won''t be too bad.] Du Ziyuan was excited, so he said to Songzi, "can you use this three stringed piano?"


    "Of course, otherwise how could I take it with me." Matsushi proudly straightened his chest.


    "Then why don''t we play an ensemble?"


    "OK," to tell you the truth, Songzi was also very excited. She held out her hand, "bring the score."


    "Er..." Du Ziyuan was embarrassed, "No."


    "Ha?!" Songzi looked at him incredulously. "Are you teasing me?"


    "I didn''t say it all. It''s something played casually. Where can there be a score." Du Ziyuan had to make excuses.


    After hearing this, Songzi was even more surprised: "did you just create it? I thought you were just bragging."


    "Who''s bragging? I''m your brother too. You''re disrespectful, you know." Du Ziyuan pulled back and even believed his own nonsense.


    "It''s disrespectful. You''re a salted fish. It''s rare to turn over. Isn''t it a salted fish? If you want me to respect you, do something respectable," matsushiko said without sparing his poisonous tongue. "Since there''s no spectrum, you can write it now."


    Du Ziyuan said, "even if I write it, it''s also a piano score. You can''t understand it."


    "You can''t write other music scores?"


    "Yes."


    "What a strange person. No wonder the musical instruments are strange," Matsushi said helplessly. "I''ve convinced you, too. Well, play it again and I''ll listen."


    "Can you make it out by listening?" Du Ziyuan looked at her in surprise. He did hear that some musical talents have the ability of absolute sound perception, but he still felt very powerful that he could make string music only by listening to the sound of the piano.


    "Just play." Songzi didn''t say much.


    So Du Ziyuan began to play. The third time, he had almost played the whole song well, and handled many small details better. After three performances, his promotion was geometric, and he thought it was incredible.


    After playing the third time, Songzi didn''t say a word. He just set up a three stringed piano, picked up the bow and began to pull it up. The three stringed piano is not a violin, not on the shoulder, but on the leg. The form is closer to the erhu.


    According to Du Ziyuan, the sound of Matouqin is much more heroic and rough than that of violin, but the three stringed piano seems to be in between. Compared with the original music of the material exchanged in Du Ziyuan''s mind, the sound is indeed more unrestrained, but it is not too much. It has a different charm with the already passionate music.


    Songzi''s talent in music is really not blowing. She just listened to it once. What she played is already six or seven points similar to the material.


    "How''s it going?" she asked Du Ziyuan immediately after she finished playing.


    "Not bad, but there are several places..." Du Ziyuan put forward the different places she felt, and she could improve immediately.


    In this way, the brother and sister kept working in the middle of the night until midnight to get a satisfactory answer from both sides.


    So they began to play the song "the me of SSS" together.


    When the sound of the piano brought everything into despair, the sound of the three stringed piano suddenly rose, as if to tear apart all the repressed air, and the sound of the piano was about to rise. When everything stopped, the piano sound returned to relief, but at this time, there was no despair, only the relief of fate.


    The song is not long, less than two minutes, but the emotion contained in it is real.


    When they finished playing, the people listening couldn''t help clapping. It''s worth hearing such a song after staying up in the middle of the night.


    Du Ziyuan reached out and clapped his hands with pine nuts. It was a great achievement for them to complete this music.


    "By the way, I forgot to ask you. Does this song have a name?" asked Matsushi.


    "Well," thought Du Ziyuan, "it''s called immortal."


    "The theme of SSS" should be "the main melody of the world front after death", but this name is obviously impossible to use directly. Du Ziyuan thought for a moment. Since this is a song that tells about the injustice of fate and fights against it, he simply took the meaning of "will not die after death" and named it immortal.


    "Immortal, your taste in naming is still as bad as ever."


    "Make complaints about it!"


    "What are you going to do with this song?" Matsuko asked again.


    In a sense, she is her child. She doesn''t want to see such a good song in the dust.


    Du Ziyuan smiled: "don''t worry, it will naturally have its own stage. At that time, I will definitely make it amazing."


    "Well, you can handle it yourself." Songzi said no more.


    "By the way," Du Ziyuan suddenly said, "why did you come to me when you were free?"


    The pine nut said, "I almost forgot if you didn''t say it. It''s not that dick."


    "Why, what happened to him?" it turned out to be Tang Junhao.


    "Didn''t you draw Tang Bohu ordering autumn fragrance some time ago, and your idea made him pretend to be a gardener and sneak into the palace to pursue Jin Lan. Now Jin Lan is more and more suspicious of him after reading the cartoon. He doesn''t know how to deal with it now, so let me come to you."


    "Why didn''t he come himself?"


    "He has a lot of things and can''t get away. I was invited by Princess nine to be a guest, so I had the opportunity to meet him."


    "You were treated by the nine princesses?" Du Ziyuan didn''t expect this.