Ms. Barbasa’s residence in Golden Oak City.

　　 After learning that Donne had come to visit, Ms. Barbasa gave a warm reception.

　　 The living room of this female artist’s residence is covered with a large red carpet, with a huge harp standing in the center, and huge oil paintings of full-body portraits on the walls.

　　 A black tall round coffee table, several red velvet soft chairs are placed in the corner area of ​​the living room. On the wall, there is a harpsichord that looks very expensive.

　　 Very artistic living room layout.

　　 Dorn and Ms. Barbasa sat down in the rest area with soft chairs and coffee table, and the servant brought a pot of hot sweet tea to it.

　　 After a few simple greetings between the two sides, Donne cut to the topic: "Ms. Barbasa, I have something to ask you when I come this time."

　　 "Mr. Donne said, as long as I can help, I will do my best." Ms. Barbasa lifted her teacup and took a sip of sweet tea.

　　 "That's it, about your weekend concert for Ms. Barbasa. If you can, can you add a, uh... harpsichord sketch performance?"

　　 "Does Mr. Donne want to perform on stage?" Barbasha was slightly surprised.

　　 "No, I don't want to, I don't know how to play the piano." Dorn shook his head, "I hope you will play, Ms. Barbasa."

　　Babasha did not directly reject the request after a brief thought, but spoke in a negotiated tone:

"Actually, the repertoire performed at the concert has been handed over to the Music Association for review and finalization for a long time. However, if it is only to add a short piece of repertoire, as a nap between the two official performances, I think it should be possible. I don’t know much. Mr. En, what do you want me to play?"

　　 "A song that hasn't flowed through, and may not even have been heard by other people."

　　 "Mr. Don...Did you write the song yourself?"

　　 "Ah...no." After tangling for a while, Donne chose to shook his head and denied it, "It was written by a musician in my hometown who has struggled with fate all his life."

　　Ms. Barbasa just nodded.

　　Referring to Donne’s description, she naturally imagined the image of a poor musician with unsatisfactory life and desolate life.

　　 There are too many musicians in the Dona Empire.

　　 The quality of music created by down-and-out musicians varies from good to bad.

　　 Objectively speaking, fine products are rarely produced.

　　 Therefore, Ms. Barbasa did not expect much from the harpsichord sketch presented by Donne.

　　 This is what the female musician thinks——

　　If the quality of the sheet music given by Mr. Donne is still good, then in order to thank him for his salvation, he can perform this piece of music in this concert exceptionally.

　　 But if the quality of the music given by Mr. Donne is really not good, then he can only find a way to decline it.

　　 Being pulled down by a worrying harpsichord sketch is something that Barbasa doesn’t want to see.

　　 "So Mr. Don, let me see the score first." Ms. Barbasa said.

　　 "Uh, there is no score..."

　　 "Mr. Donn just said that he can't play the piano, right? So...?" The female artist was very confused.

　　 I don’t know how to play live, and I don’t have a score to watch. Isn’t that embarrassing?

　　 "Well, although I can't play it. But I can hum, I have listened to this song many times."

　　 "Huh?" Barbasha was even more confused.

　　 "Well, this piece of music is like this." Don nodded, "Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

　　 In the following time, he really used his fingers to tap the beat on the coffee table, humming a complete tune to Ms. Barbasa.

　　Dorn’s musical talent is very average, but fortunately, the song he chooses to sing is one that he is very familiar with.

　　 Therefore, every sound produced by the humming can be stepped on the tune, restoring the melody of the original song as much as possible.

　　 Although the process was a bit awkward at first, as the progress of the music progressed, the expression on the female artist's face changed rapidly.

　　 From the beginning, confusion, embarrassment and low expectations, turned into surprise, and then into appreciation and reverie...

　　Dorn’s tune has a simple and kind theme melody. The tune is fresh and smooth. It appears repeatedly in the whole song, a total of sixteen times, which left a very deep impression on people.

　　 Whenever Dorn hums this little melody, Barbasha will unconsciously outline a gentle, beautiful, innocent and pure girl image in his mind.

　　 The tune that draws the audience's empathy and leads people to think is destined to be a good tune.

　　 The song hummed by Donne is an extremely famous piano sketch on the earth, composed by Beethoven and occupying half of the music box repertoire for a long time——

　　 "To Alice".

　　Dorn’s familiarity with this song is also due to the music box market.

　　 He received a birthday gift when he was a child, it was an exquisite music box. After winding up and opening the smooth wooden lid, the music box will slowly play the whole song "To Alice".

　　Dorn liked this gift very much. When he was young, he often fiddled with this music box before going to bed.

　　 Therefore, the song "To Alice" has become his most familiar melody.

　　 After humming a piece of tune, the female artist's eyes changed. After a few seconds, she seemed to wake up suddenly. She ran to a corner of the living room, flipped through paper and pen, and started to record quickly.

　　 "Wait a minute, Mr. Donne." Barbasa said, her hands kept moving.

　　 "To Alice" is a short piece after all, with a relatively simple structure.

　　 And Barbasha, as a highly accomplished musician~lightnovelpub.net~, after listening to it once, there is no problem in restoring the music score roughly.

　　 After she finished memorizing the music score of a piece of music, she roughly hummed it, and did some proofreading with Donne, and after simple correction of a few small flaws, did she happily put down the pen and paper.

"Mr. Donne, this sketch is one of the most perfect songs I have ever heard! The romantic and rigorous temperament is simply fascinating. I am sure that it will not take long for this song to be popular throughout Golden Oak. stand up!"

　　 The originally elegant female artist looked excited and her eyes flashed.

　　 "Oh, yes, yes." Don just nodded in a sigh.

　　 "By the way, Mr. Dorn, you said that this piece was composed by a musician in your hometown. He must be a talented person. Will I have a chance to meet him?" Barbasa asked sincerely.

　　 "That gentleman is no longer in this world." Dorn told the truth.

　　 "That's really a shame." Barbasa regretted for a while, "So, does this song have a name?"

　　 "Of course there is a name. I asked that gentleman to compose this song for a girl next to me from my perspective." Dorn nodded, his eyes flickering:

　　 "To Vivian."

　　

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