Chapter 61 Absolute Pitch
June 8, afternoon.

The freshmen of the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School were divided into classes, wearing military training uniforms, lined up in long queues, walked out of the school gate in an orderly manner, and came to their respective buses.

As the sports committee member, Zhu Yufei led the team, carrying a red and yellow flag with "Class 8, Grade 1" printed on it.

Li Luo was at the end of the class, chatting with Kong Junxiang as they walked.

Normally speaking, high school students are arranged to participate in military training in military camps. This treatment is relatively rare even in some universities.

However, the principal of the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School came from a military background and paid more attention to the quality of students in this aspect. In addition, he had strong connections, so he was able to arrange for students to experience the military camp.

Even Qianjiang University next door doesn’t have these conditions.

Of course, this also depends on the number of people.

After all, there may be several thousand freshmen in Qianjiang University.

There are more than 600 freshmen in the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School, which makes it relatively easy to manage.

"What is Teacher Kong looking at?" Li Luo glanced at Kong Junxiang's mobile phone and asked curiously.

"Check out some news." Kong Junxiang silently closed the Qidian Reading APP. After confirming that a certain book had just been updated, he put his phone back into his pocket with a bit of itch.

The team was moving forward slowly, and Zhu Yufei in front had already led the team into the car.

The students were all a little excited and felt like they were going out for an outing.

Li Luo followed the team, looked around, and saw a bus on the opposite side of the road.

Ying Chanxi was also at the end of the team at this time. After seeing Li Luo, he waved to him.

Before Li Luo could respond, Yan Zhusheng next to him also noticed Ying Chanxi's greeting and waved politely in response.

"She is saying hello to me." Li Luo turned his head and said.

"Really?" Yan Zhusheng was stunned for a moment, then asked, "But I invited her to dinner, and you didn't. Why can't you be greeting me?"

Li Luo: "...what you said makes sense."

After getting on the bus, Li Luo sat next to Yan Zhusheng, and on the other side of the aisle were Kong Junxiang and Instructor Zhang.

After everyone put the luggage of all sizes on top, Lin Yuan couldn't wait to open the guitar case he brought, and sat in his seat holding the guitar to show off.

Although I couldn't sit with Hua Xiuxiu, Hua Xiuxiu was sitting across the aisle at this time, which was also an excellent position.

Before the train started, Lin Yuan couldn't wait to start playing.

During the singing show last night, Lin Yuan was very nervous and his fingers were shaking after he finished singing.

But after he came to his senses, some of Lin Yuan's self-confidence was released.

At least singing in front of my classmates isn’t as nervous as it was when I introduced myself at the beginning of the school year.

Li Luo didn't bring his guitar with him anymore.

After all, after knowing the price of the guitar, he felt a little embarrassed to waste it. He usually played with it at home and would not take it out unless necessary.

It just so happened that Lin Yuan brought a guitar with him. After the bus started, Lin Yuan played for about ten minutes and finally felt a little tired.

Li Luo in the front row waved for him to come over.

He is not an expert guitar player. To him, it feels the same any time he uses a guitar, as long as he can play it. The most he can feel are some differences in the feel and sound quality.

"Come on, come on, let's order some songs." After Li Luo confirmed that the bus was on the highway and relatively stable, he stood up, leaned against the railing in the aisle, and said to his classmates with a smile, "Let's sing together."

"Let's row the oars~"

"The boat pushes away the waves~"

Almost everyone can hum a few lines of this song. As Li Luo started to sing, a few brave students followed suit. Gradually, all the students in the car were infected and sang along:
"The beautiful white tower is reflected on the sea~"

"Surrounded by green trees and red walls~"

Instructor Zhang at the side could not help laughing when listening to the singing in the car: "This military training for you is like a spring outing." Kong Junxiang also laughed, glanced at Li Luo who was playing the guitar enthusiastically next to him, and felt the lively and happy atmosphere of the classmates, and felt more satisfied.

The military training had only been going on for two or three days, but because of Li Luo, most of the students in the class had already developed a strong sense of belonging to Class 18 of Senior High School.

One of the original purposes of the school arranging military training during the school term was to achieve just this effect.

Many times, whether a class is good or not does not depend solely on the teachers and the school, but also on the overall atmosphere of the class.

Someone like Li Luo was able to bring together the entire Class 8 in just a few days, which saved Kong Junxiang a lot of trouble.

"Teacher Kong, can you sing a song too?"

Just as Kong Junxiang was watching the scene in the car with a smile on his face, Li Luo had already set his sights on him and came over with a smile on his face.

In fact, Kong Junxiang had just graduated from college a few years ago, and he quickly became friends with everyone.

Li Luo stopped playing the guitar only after everyone was tired of singing.

He originally wanted to return the guitar, but unexpectedly Yan Zhusheng suddenly grabbed his arm and took the guitar away.

"What's wrong?" Li Luo asked curiously, "You want to sing it yourself?"

During the chorus just now, Yan Zhusheng didn't open her voice. Li Luo thought it was because she didn't play well, so she was not interested.

But Yan Zhusheng just said: "I'll tune it up."

She held the guitar, plucked the strings gently, listened carefully, and then turned the tuning knob to adjust the tightness of the strings.

"Is the pitch of this guitar inaccurate?" Li Luo asked curiously.

Yan Zhusheng glanced at him and then said, "It's terrible. The rhythm it plays sounds like noise."

Li Luo curled his lips: "...Your ears are a little spoiled."

"Okay." Yan Zhusheng finished debugging and handed it back to Li Luo, "You can try it."

Li Luo took the guitar with some doubt and tried to pluck the strings.

Then he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

How should I put it...this feeling is very strange.

He was clearly able to accept the tone and texture of the guitar before, but after Yan Zhusheng's changes, the sound seemed to be a lot better.

"How did you change this?" Li Luo turned his head and asked.

"First determine the pitch of a string, and then adjust them one by one." Yan Zhusheng said simply.

"What if all six strings are out of tune?"

"Then adjust one of them first."

"How do you know the tuned note is accurate?"

Yan Zhusheng looked at him strangely: "My ears told me so."

“…Isn’t this called absolute pitch?”

"That's it."

Li Luo smacked his lips, then suddenly thought of something, so he asked, "Can absolute pitch be trained?"

"No." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "But if you practice more, you can get close to the effect of absolute pitch."

Li Luo thought of his own memory palace, which could copy and remember sounds. So, if he wanted to, could he achieve the effect of absolute pitch?

"Hey, let me try it too." Li Luo thought of this and handed the guitar to Yan Zhusheng, "You tune it up and then teach me how to tune it."

Yan Zhusheng blinked and looked down at the guitar in his hand: "If ordinary people want to tune it, it's better to use a tuner."

(End of this chapter)