"Zhou Wen, you're a big idiot. You're simple-minded, well-developed, and as stupid as a pig …" When Zhang Yuzhi cursed, her face was filled with admiration.
However, as she spoke, she struck the drum. Zhou Wen really didn't hear what she was saying, so he felt somewhat depressed.
Only when Zhang Yuzhi stopped striking the drum did Zhou Wen finally hear half a sentence.
"I really admire you …" Zhang Yuzhi's voice finally entered Zhou Wen's ears.
"I'm not that good either!" Zhou Wen scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. He never expected that Zhang Yuzhi had been praising him for so long.
Zhou Wen felt that perhaps Zhang Yuzhi was too embarrassed to praise him directly, so she used such a tactful method.
"I really admire you … To be so completely stupid …" Zhang Yuzhi continued striking the drum.
Zhou Wen saw Zhang Yuzhi speaking as she struck the drum. Her expression seemed innocent and kind, but Zhou Wen had a nagging feeling that something was amiss.
No, I have to think of a way to hear what she's saying. Zhang Yuzhi kept talking to Zhou Wen, but he couldn't hear anything. This left him depressed.
It wasn't that he wanted to talk to Zhang Yuzhi, but he felt that something was amiss. Zhang Yuzhi's drumming was clearly interfering with his hearing.
However, it was already difficult to capture Zhang Yuzhi's voice. With the drumming, it was even more difficult.
Zhou Wen tried again and again, but the outcome wasn't ideal. As the interference was too severe, it was almost impossible to capture Zhang Yuzhi's voice.
It's impossible to rely on luck to capture the sound. However, the location and the intensity of the sound can't determine the source of the sound. Is there any other way to lock onto a particular sound? The first thing Zhou Wen thought of was naturally the frequency of the sound.
Using the frequency method could indeed determine some special frequencies of sound, but the frequency of a human's voice was just too ordinary. It would be drowned out by many other sounds. Even if Zhou Wen locked onto Zhang Yuzhi's voice frequency, he would still receive a massive amount of sound information.
Finding Zhang Yuzhi's voice was no different from finding a needle in a haystack.
If the frequency doesn't work, are there any other characteristics to the sound? Frequency, pitch, and timbre. Within a certain range, the recognition of human voices is indeed very high, but this information is hidden in the vast amount of sound information. There are too many similar sounds. There are billions of humans alone. The interference is just too severe … Zhou Wen could only listen to Zhang Yuzhi's voice again and again.
He hoped to discover something different about other voices, but it didn't go so smoothly. The human voice didn't have a high degree of recognition among the sea of sound information.
Zhang Yuzhi wasn't always playing the drums. When she wasn't, she would instruct Zhou Wen to take care of the plants.
At this moment, Zhou Wen could easily capture Zhang Yuzhi's voice information and use it to constantly compare and judge.
Although Zhou Wen couldn't hear Zhang Yuzhi's voice when she was playing the drums, his ability to capture her voice was getting better.
Zhou Wen spent the next few days in the Zhang family.
Zhang Yuzhi played with Zhou Wen in different ways. In the morning, she played the drums, in the afternoon, and in the evening, she played the violin.
No matter how slow Zhou Wen was, he knew that Zhang Yuzhi must have said something he didn't expect, but he didn't know what it was.
In the past few days, the progress wasn't smooth. Be it the frequency, pitch, or timbre, there was no way to lock onto a voice.
Although with his proficiency, Zhou Wen could occasionally hear a voice he wanted to hear, it required a certain amount of luck and a relatively quiet environment.
If Zhang Yuzhi made some complicated sounds, Zhou Wen basically couldn't hear anything. The overlapping sounds and information was just too chaotic.
In four days, the situation didn't improve. Zhou Wen failed to hear what Zhang Yuzhi said when she made the sounds.
However, Zhou Wen knew one thing very well. Zhang Yuzhi didn't know those instruments at all.
Time passed in the blink of an eye. Soon, it was time to meet Zhang Chunqiu, but Zhou Wen found it odd.
Zhang Chunqiu was afraid that someone would harm Zhang Yuzhi, but nothing happened in the past four days. Apart from Zhang Chunqiu and a few others, no one approached the garden.
Of course, Zhou Wen didn't wish for anything to happen.
Zhang Chunqiu came to find Zhou Wen and told him that the matter had been resolved. He could leave the Zhang family.
When Zhou Wen went to the garden to bid farewell to Zhang Yuzhi, Zhang Yuzhi likely knew that Zhou Wen was leaving today and was waiting for him in the garden.
"I still have one last instrument that I'm good at. Listen to it before you leave," Zhang Yuzhi said to Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen felt somewhat helpless when he heard that. He was about to leave, but Zhang Yuzhi was still trying to tease him.
Just as Zhou Wen was thinking about how to reject Zhang Yuzhi, she had already sat down in front of a zither.
Closing her eyes, Zhang Yuzhi's fingers hovered over the zither strings. After a while, she finally plucked the strings.
She kept her eyes closed as her fingers danced on the zither strings. Even though he couldn't hear the zither music, Zhou Wen knew that Zhang Yuzhi wasn't playing blindly just by looking at the rhythm of her fingers. She really knew how to play.
After playing for a while, Zhang Yuzhi spoke again. However, this time, she wasn't speaking, but singing.
Looking at Zhang Yuzhi who was playing and singing with her eyes closed, Zhou Wen suddenly wanted to know what she was playing and singing.
For some reason, Zhou Wen didn't feel anything when Zhang Yuzhi produced so many instruments and sounds in the past. However, this time, looking at the expressionless Zhang Yuzhi with her eyes closed, Zhou Wen felt something stir in his heart.
As he watched, Zhou Wen suddenly heard a gentle voice. The voice sounded very soft and weak amid the chaotic sounds, but Zhou Wen gradually felt that the surrounding sounds that were like a tidal wave were gradually weakening as the voice became clearer.
"Dreamer … Familiar face … You are the gentleness I've been waiting for … Even if tears drown the world … I won't let go … Every moment … Waiting alone … Just because I once made a promise …"
Zhou Wen finally heard what Zhang Yuzhi was singing and playing. The music and singing were very moving, but for some reason, Zhang Yuzhi gradually turned into a little girl in Zhou Wen's eyes. She hugged her knees and curled her body, trembling in the endless darkness.
There was no light in her world.
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