Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 217: To Vivian

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, a huge harp stands in the center, and a huge oil painting of full-body portraits is hung on the wall.

A black tall round coffee table and a few 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 tables, and the servant brought a pot of hot sweet tea and set it on.

After a few simple greetings between the two parties, Donne cut to the topic: “Ms. Barbasa, I have something to ask you this time.”

“Mr. Donne said, as long as I can help, I will try my best to do it.” Ms. Barbasa picked up the own teacup and took a sip of sweet tea.

“That’s it, about your weekend concert for Ms. Barbasa. If you can, can you add another, uh… harpsichord sketch performance?”

“Does Mr. Donne want to be 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.”

After a brief thought, Barbasha did not directly reject the request, 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. Eun, what do you want me to play?”

“A song that hasn’t flown through, and maybe no one else has ever heard it.”

“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, Life or Ruyi Scepter, who has struggled with fate all his life.”

Ms. Barbasa just nodded.

With reference to Dorn’s description, she naturally thought of a life and Ruyi Scepter, a down-and-out impoverished musician.

There are too many such musicians in the Dona Empire.

The quality of the music created by the down-and-out musicians varies.

Objectively speaking, fine products are rarely produced.

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

This is what the female musician thinks in her heart——

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

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.

Barbasha didn’t want to see things like being pulled down to the concert level by a worrisome harpsichord sketch.

“So Mr. Don, let me look at the score first.” Ms. Barbasa said.

“Uh, there is no score…”

“Mr. Donn just said that he can’t play the piano? So…?” The female artist was very confused.

Isn’t it embarrassing if you don’t know how to play live, and there is no score to watch?

“Well, although I can’t play it. But I can hum, I’ve heard this song many times.”

“Huh?” Barbasha was even more confused.

“Well, this song is like this.” Don nodded, “Hum, pum, pum, pum…”

In the next time, he really tapped the beat on the coffee table with his fingers and hummed a complete tune to Ms. Barbasa.

Although Donne’s musical talent is very ordinary, but fortunately, the song he chose to sing is one that he is very familiar with.

Therefore, every sound produced by 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 of confusion, embarrassment and little expectation, it turns into surprise, and then into appreciation and reverie…

In the song Donne hummed, there is a simple and kind theme melody, the tune is fresh and smooth, and it appears repeatedly in the whole song, a total of sixteen times, leaving a very deep impression on people.

Whenever Donne hums this small melody, Barbasha will unconsciously sketch a gentle and beautiful, innocent and pure girl image in his mind.

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

The song Donne sings 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”.

Donne’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, and he often fiddled with this music box before going to bed when he was young.

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

After humming a piece of music, 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.” Barbasha said, her hands kept moving.

“To Alice” is a skit track after all, with a relatively simple structure.

As a musician with excellent musical attainments, Barbasha, after listening to it once, can roughly restore the music score without much problem.

After she finished memorizing the score of a piece of music, roughly hummed it, and did some proofreading with Donne, and simply corrected a few small flaws, then she excitedly put down the pen and paper.

“Mr. Don, this short piece is one of the most perfect songs I have heard! The romantic and rigorous temperament is simply fascinating. I am sure that it will not take long for this piece to be popular throughout Golden Oak. stand up!”

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

“Haha, yes, yes.” Don just nodded in a slanderous manner.

“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?” Barbasha 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 the gentleman to compose this song for a girl next to me from my perspective.” Dorn nodded, his eyes flickering:

“To Vivian.”