Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng handed the wooden box to Xiao Tao beside him to put away, and said with a smile:

"Miss Yu, you're too kind."

Yesterday, Xueyao told me that Miss Yu is a lover of the zither and gave such an expensive gift when we met. I haven't had a chance to thank her yet.

"I feel truly unworthy of your hospitality today, sir."

Yu Lan smiled slightly, her clear black and white eyes sparkling with a spiritual light.

She looked at Lin Feng earnestly: "Young Master Lin, to be honest, I've come to visit you today because I have a favor to ask."

Lin Feng nodded: "Please speak freely, young lady."

Yu Lan said, "I am truly in awe of the twelve equal temperaments created by you, young master."

Although Sister Xue explained things very clearly yesterday, and I thought I understood them, after going back and reflecting on them repeatedly, I still feel... like something is missing.

She frowned slightly, as if organizing her thoughts, "The feeling is strange, like a painting where all the colors and lines are right, but it just doesn't have the same charm."

I can't quite put my finger on what's missing.

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

He certainly knew what the drawback was.

What's missing is a modern musical instrument.

Zhu Zaiyu's proposal of the twelve-tone equal temperament was a major innovation in mathematics and music theory, laying the foundation for later music.

But that was just theory, just a basic framework, and it didn't feel right when used with classical instruments.

What truly brought the twelve-tone equal temperament to maturity and perfection was the Western music system, which led to the improvement of musical instruments.

Bach brought the twelve-tone equal temperament to life on the piano, creating the "Well-Tempered Clavier," which truly popularized this theory.

In this world, there are no pianos or modern musical instruments, only traditional instruments such as the guqin, pipa, and xiao.

The design concepts and playing methods of these instruments simply cannot fully realize the potential of the twelve-tone equal temperament.

It's like trying to paint an oil painting with a brush; you can get a general shape, but you'll never achieve the desired effect.

Lin Feng smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "That's easy."

I'll explain it again, from beginning to end, from theory to application, breaking it down in detail.

What followed was a real academic discussion.

Yu Lan asked, and Lin Feng answered.

She asked detailed questions, leaving no detail unexplored;

Lin Feng answered patiently, explaining things in simple terms, and occasionally giving examples.

The two engaged in a question-and-answer session that lasted for more than half an hour.

Xueyao and Suqin listened quietly to the side, nodding from time to time, their admiration for Lin Feng deepening even further.

Although Su Shi didn't understand much about music theory, she was filled with pride as she watched her young master speak so eloquently.

Finally, Yu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, a glimmer of understanding flashing in her eyes.

She closed her eyes, reviewed Lin Feng's words in her mind, then opened them, her face showing genuine admiration.

"I understand," she said softly, then frowned slightly.

"But... I always feel that the instruments I currently have don't quite match."

Playing the guqin was much more harmonious than before, and the transitions were more natural, but I still felt that... I couldn't fully bring out the wonders of this theory.

It's like having a lot of strength but not being able to use it.

She looked up at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with a sincere thirst for knowledge: "Young Master Lin, may I ask what musical instrument you usually play?"

Lin Feng casually replied, "Oh, I use a piano."

"A piano?" Yu Lan was taken aback, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes. "What kind of instrument is a piano?"

She studied music from a young age and had seen at least eighty or a hundred musical instruments, including the guqin, pipa, zheng, xiao, dizi, se, and many others of various shapes and materials. Even if she had never played them herself, she had at least heard of them.

But she had never heard of the word "piano" before.

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her bewildered expression.

A piano doesn't exist in this world; it's a product of modern industry.

However, Lin Feng didn't, since he never intended to make a living from this.

"The piano is a musical instrument that I invented, but it is quite large and inconvenient to carry around, so it is kept in my hometown and I did not bring it with me."

Upon hearing this, Yu Lan showed a hint of disappointment.

Upon hearing this, both Xueyao and Suqin showed a hint of disappointment in their eyes.

They were also full of curiosity, wanting to know what the "piano" the young master mentioned looked like and what beautiful tunes it could play.

But after hearing what you said, it seems that this musical instrument is far away and can't be seen at all.

Yu Lan, however, was unwilling to give up easily. She asked softly, "Young Master Lin, where is your hometown? If it's not far, I can have Sister Bing send someone to fetch it."

Or I could have Sister Bing take you back; it shouldn't be long.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng felt a sudden, bone-chilling coldness wash over him, as if he had instantly fallen into an ice cellar, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

That chill came from the woman who always wore a straw hat and remained silent—Liang Bing.

Although she didn't speak, the aura she exuded was clearly a warning: You dare to agree and try?

Liang Bing is there to protect Yu Lan; she cannot leave Yu Lan's side for even a moment.

She was even less willing to travel around with a man.

Lin Feng felt a chill run down his spine, but then he was somewhat surprised.

I didn't expect this woman to be so strong; she could make me feel such intense pressure just by her aura.

But instead of being afraid, he was pleasantly surprised, finally encountering someone with even greater strength.

A thought flashed through his mind: wouldn't it be wonderful to send this woman a piece of white jade?

But as his gaze swept over Yu Lan's pale yet sincere face, the thought was quickly suppressed.

What a lovely girl! She's gentle, polite, and generous, and she's only interested in music. What bad intentions could she possibly have?

It would be somewhat awkward to actually target the people around her.

It's not suitable, it's extremely unsuitable.

Lin Feng abandoned the idea.

He shook his head, a helpless smile on his face: "My hometown is too far away, so far that you wouldn't believe it if I told you."

Let's forget about it. A round trip like that would take at least a year and a half.

Upon hearing this, Liang Bing let out a cold snort from beneath her bamboo hat. Although unwilling to go, she couldn't help but mock, "How far could it be within the mere territory of the Great Wei?"

Lin Feng simply smiled and offered no explanation.

He can't exactly say that his hometown doesn't exist in this world, can he?

Yu Lan, however, keenly sensed the evasiveness in Lin Feng's words.

She knew Lin Feng didn't want to say more, and she didn't press him. A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly replaced it with a gentle smile.

That's such a pity.

"But it's alright, I've already gained a lot from listening to Young Master Lin's explanation today."

Just as she was about to get up to leave, Lin Feng suddenly spoke up: "Although I didn't bring a piano, I can make one."