Previously, Song Yaoyao had taught them mathematics for half a month, and both men admired her immensely.
In their hearts, Song Yaoyao was their teacher. A teacher for a day was a teacher for life.
Although Little Lord Song had never considered herself their teacher, that was exactly what she was to them.
Both men cupped their hands and gave a bow reserved for a teacher.
Only then did Xiao Minglang speak:
"Little Lord Song, we came this time for the sheet music for Blue and White Porcelain.
"You may not know this, Little Lord Song, but ever since Blue and White Porcelain took first place at this Poetry Gathering, many imitation versions have appeared among the people.
"But their melodies have wandered who knows where.
"They're ruining such a wonderful piece. If this goes on, who knows what Blue and White Porcelain will be turned into?
"We came to your door today specifically to obtain the original sheet music.
"We want to set things right and present the true piece to the world."
Song Yaoyao asked incredulously:
"That's actually happening?"
Song Yaoyao: [Guagua, even sheet music can get pirated? People can just change it however they like? Is piracy already this rampant?
So piracy knows no boundaries between eras!]
Guagua: [People in ancient times placed great importance on music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. A single good musical score could elevate someone to legendary status.
It was the same as in modern times. Plenty of people were passionate fans.
You only played it once that day. There were quite a few people present, and they only remembered the general outline. They tried to play it from memory, but everyone remembered something different. That led to the situation we have now.]
Song Yaoyao: [So that's what happened!]
Song Yaoyao handed the