Liu Yiqing continued, "I'll play a chord, about six or seven notes. Listen carefully."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yiqing's fingers pressed the keys, and a deep and pleasant sound rang out.
All the students were listening attentively.
Liu Yiqing asked, "tell me, what notes did you guys hear?"
Some students raised their hands. "'Do', 'so', 'ti'?"
Then, someone else said, "I think it's 'do', 'mi', and 'so'. Is there 'ti'? I'm not sure."
Most of the students only heard three or four notes. This was already the result of three years of music training.
It was not easy.
The hip-hop boy, Tong Le, pulled his gold chain smugly. "What kind of ears do you guys have? It's clearly 'do', 'mi', 'so', 'ti', 'do'. Five tones."
Meng Na scoffed and turned her head away in disdain.
She had also heard these five tones. What was so awesome about it?
"There are actually five notes?"
"That's amazing."
