After a long-lasting lunch, Tangning couldn't wait to call Ayguna to her side.

Of course, it is not for flirting with girls, nor is it that the Overlord who is too lazy to flirt with flirting. Now, Mr. Tang, who is full of various BGM loops, has no energy to consider this unspoken rule issue.

Tang Ning was just having a meal and thought of some knowledge about music and arrangement, and felt that it was necessary to teach it to the orchestra director and arranger he appointed.

I don’t think much about it at the moment. First of all, it’s the seventh sound scale of Doramifasulasi. I don’t think there is anything wrong with Gong Shangjiao Weiyu’s pentagonal scale, but the bgm that needs to be reproduced, which is more matched with the seventh sound scale.

In order to show the seventh sound scale, Tang Ning asked someone to cut some bamboos into bamboo tubes of different heights, and then he adjusted them manually to the height that was as good as possible to match the seventh sound scale.

"Now you understand what I mean?"

After blowing the prepared bamboo tubes one by one, Tang Ning looked at Aiguna again.

"Yes, I already know what you mean by the seventh sound scale!"

Aiguna quickly replied that in fact, her sensitivity and talent for music were much higher than that of Tangning. She could clearly hear that the seven bamboo tubes that Tangning used to demonstrate were still full of flaws, and she was very amateur when using them to determine the sound.

But...at this time, who dares to disturb Mr. Tang's interest and point out his mistakes?

Anyway, Ayaguna no longer dared, she didn't want to be whipped.

After teaching the seventh sound scale step by step, Tang Ning waved to the rest of the band: "Who are you good at making musical instruments?"

The musicians who just received a heavy reward have also learned to be smart.

Before Tang Ning could finish his words, a large group of musicians came over, temporarily giving up supervision, Dian Zaixing, who was specifically guarding Tang Ning's side, immediately drew his sword and stood in front of Old Master Tang.

"Don't be so nervous and rejoice, they have no malice towards me."

Tang Ning comforted him, and he had quietly tested it in advance with "100% being caught with the blade with bare hands". This temporary band was magical and all the things that were not malicious to him.

Dian Zaixing pursed his lips and said nothing, and continued to hold his sword to protect Tang Ning. Until the musicians rushed up, they all stopped wisely at a safe distance, and then he gave up Old Master Tang again.

"Everyone, I have conceived several instruments. The first one is called guitar, it is probably... the second one is called drum set, it is probably... the third one is called piano, it is probably..."

Tangning Bara Bara is a very comprehensive explanation, and the shape and sound effects of these three instruments can be described as much as possible.

"No matter who it is, as long as you can make these three instruments that meet the requirements, I will give you a great reward! The first two are worth a thousand guan, and the piano is worth three thousand guan!"

The musicians breathed rapidly while listening.

According to the current prices in Yujing, Yiguan’s money is about 700 yuan, 100 yuan is 700,000 yuan, and 300 yuan is as high as 2.1 million yuan. This is indeed an absolute reward.

Who doesn't want such a large sum of money?

Artists should also be a good meal.

What Tang Ning wants is this effect. The money he does not bring in life and death is undoubtedly true to him. Now he only wants to restore the bgm with 100% effect, and he will spare no matter how much money he spends!

Besides, the one who paid out the real money and silver in the end was the King of Wei's Mansion, Tang Boyan, the silly son of King of Wei and Prime Minister. He didn't need to spend money on Mr. Tang.

"Let's talk about it first. Make new instruments and then think about it slowly when you rest. Now you should continue to practice ensembles. You are all the best musicians in Dayan. You must be able to play the most perfect symphony with your skillful cooperation and profound understanding, and then make a sensation in the world, right?"

Tang Ning clapped his hands and ended the one-sided conversation.

The "Yi Jian Mei" played before meals only reached 43% of the original version, and the additional temporary gain can only be used to pretend to be a ghost and walk on the water for 5 minutes. It is still far from truly satisfying Tang Ning.

Of course, Tang Ning also knew that this matter was too urgent, so he could only slowly get started and train slowly.

It is precisely because of this consideration that Tang Ning first came up with "Yi Jian Mei", instead of other bgm with a temporary effect that is likely to be better.

Yes, the band needs to take time to get into it slowly, so these people are not going to let them work in vain, they have to pay them a suitable salary.

Otherwise, there are three insurances and one fund for basic salary performance?

Tang Ning thought secretly.

"Sir, aren't you talking about Journey to the West today?"

A mysterious and mysterious voice suddenly rang in Tang Ning's ears.

"I didn't see me..." Old Master Tang subconsciously wanted to say that he was busy, but when he was halfway through his words, he finally felt a shiver and quickly braked and changed his words: "I'm considering the plot logic and organizational language."

"Have I disturbed you, sir? Sorry, I'm really sorry, I can't see what you think, so..."

That mysterious and mysterious voice immediately apologized when he heard this.

In other words, can you see what other people think correctly?

Tang Ning, who was secretly grateful, became more and more curious about the identity of this mysterious existence. Unfortunately, in order to maintain the identity of Mr., he could only suppress his damn curiosity desperately.

"Master Ma, call everyone over, it's time to tell stories."

Old Mr. Tang has tidied up his clothes and tried his best to make himself look famous and handsome.

"Old man, are you talking about everyone?"

Manager Ma Da glanced at the orchestra that had started practicing playing and singing again.

"Yes, everyone."

Tang Ning confirmed again that he certainly understood what the Chief Ma said - telling a chapter of Journey to the West will not waste much time, just treat it as an extra benefit to the band members.

In this way, the team of Mr. Tang who listened to Mr. Tang's storytelling ushered in an explosive growth, and the storytelling location was changed from indoor to local.

Out of concern for the new audience, Tang Ning did not tell the story of the new chapter directly, but first briefly reviewed the previous situation: "Everyone, the first three chapters are about..."

After briefly talking about the previous relationship, Tang Ning officially started to tell today's story - the official Feng Bi and Ma Wen, who knew that he was deceived and turned away from the Heavenly Court, Huaguoshan defeated the Giant Spirit God, the King of Tota, and the Third Prince of Nezha, and was confident and praised himself as the Great Sage of the Monkey King.

In this story, Tang Ning unconsciously used the storytelling routine to describe the giant spirit god, the King of Tota and the Third Prince of Nezha, for at least fifteen minutes, describing these three gods as if no one could defeat them, which made the audience worry about whether the Monkey King would be easily defeated. When the Monkey King showed his power to defeat the powerful enemy, the audience naturally cheered and cheered.

Haha, no wonder so many people liked to listen to storytelling in the past. It was clearly an ancient version of the online cool article!

Old Master Tang had some idea, so when he talked about the Jade Emperor hearing that the demon monkey was named the Great Sage of the Heavens, and Thunder was furious to send troops to attack again, he suddenly used a row of wheelchairs to be used as a cannon: "...I know what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown."

The old listeners are fine, they are already numb to the critical moments of the old master. Those musicians, singers and courtesans who are only fortunate to become listeners today are not allowed.

Next time decomposition?

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