Reborn, I became a trendsetter in the music industry

Aqir confidently ordered: "Go tell father that I have successfully bribed the elders of the tribe. They will definitely support me in the vote. Let him handle the Royal Association with peace of mind!"

"Yes, sir!" the servant responded quickly.

That night, Ji Xingyi completed the recording of all her works.

Everyone began to sit together, and the topic naturally turned to the inheritance of the title and the mysterious incomplete genealogy.

Lin Xincheng projected the collected information onto a large screen.

"There are six candidates for this year's title, and the old duke from the previous term will retire behind the scenes. Among them, only two can successfully inherit the title!"

"There is only one incomplete genealogy, but there are two titles. What is the other person fighting for?"

Lin Xincheng smiled and explained: "There are also differences in the level of nobility. Although they are both dukes, the hereditary duke not only owns the fiefdom, but also holds real power. He is a veritable traditional hereditary noble, and his glory and status are passed down from generation to generation!"

"And the other dukedom is only a lifetime dukedom, a one-person position for life. It only has a title but no real power. It must be replaced by a term and cannot be inherited!"

"So, whoever can fill in the remaining part of the genealogy will be awarded the hereditary dukedom?" Supervisor Xie asked.

"That's right!" Lin Xincheng nodded.

Yang Baozhe frowned and asked, "Which one is Omar involved in?"

"Omar, he chose the hereditary dukedom. His father, Hanks, is a lifelong noble duke. He has reached the age to retire after this selection!"

Lin Xincheng pulled up another man's information and pointed at the man on the screen and said, "He also has a close relative competitor - Aqir!"

"This is Omar's half-brother. He has also chosen the hereditary dukedom for life!"

"What about the incomplete score? Is there a public picture?" Watson asked.

Lin Xincheng tapped the screen again, and a high-definition picture of the incomplete score appeared in front of everyone.

At the same time, he also sent the pictures to the group chat for everyone to study carefully.

Everyone stared at the incomplete score on the phone screen. The surface was mottled and the traces of time were clearly visible.

Many key parts have been destroyed and their original appearance is unrecognizable.

“I found this on the British Museum’s official website. I’m not sure if it’s the original!”

"It's so broken, what can you see?"

"Yes, many important segments have disappeared without a trace. It would be extremely difficult to restore the original song."

"It's impossible to complete this unless we recompose the score!"

"This is clearly embarrassing. Who can do this? This is not just incomplete music, it's clearly garbage."

"This is obviously a lie. They don't want to make the hereditary dukedom clear!"

Everyone was speechless when looking at the incomplete score. Is it really necessary to restore this thing?

Guan Ke looked at Ji Xingyi, who was quietly looking at the incomplete score, and asked curiously, "Teacher Ji, what did you find?"

Ji Xingyi was extremely shocked at this moment.

If everyone wasn't there, she would have really wanted to utter a classic line.

Although it was an incomplete score, Ji Xingyi extracted the incomplete score and compared it with the system's vocabulary, and found that it had an 85% similarity with a piano piece called "Farewell Book".

She couldn't help but be amazed. Could it be that the king was also reborn or reincarnated?

Hearing Guan Ke's question, she put away her shock and shook her head gently, "No, but I'm curious about the background of the king composing this song."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xincheng quickly searched for all the information about the king.

Then, under everyone's curious gaze, he began to explain: "King Sadmon was the second king in the 50s of the ancient century. He ascended the throne during an extremely unstable war. He was 17 years old that year and died on the battlefield at the age of 43."

Ji Xingyi asked: "Is it written when this piece was made?"

"The Farewell Book" is simply a farewell. Is he saying goodbye to the queen?

After Lin Xincheng found the result, he said: "He wrote this to the queen when he was 40 years old and went to fight in Liping."

"It was played in the palace at that time. It is said that the tune was very lively. He died in battle three years later. This piece has also been treasured by the royal families of successive generations!"

Ji Xingyi couldn't help but murmured absentmindedly: "I received your gift with great joy, but I didn't know it was a farewell gift..."

Ji Xingyi's words were neither light nor heavy, and everyone heard them.

Tong Yannan exclaimed: "Could it be that this is a farewell song? He knew he would lose, so this is a farewell work?"

Bai Ruoxi was also a little surprised: "It's really possible! Teacher Ji, how did you come up with this idea? Considering the background of that era, it's really possible!"

"But it's useless to know. There's no way to restore it. We can only continue to write and remake the score!" Watson said helplessly.

"The other party didn't ask for restoration." Ren Jingyun said in a light tone.

"Then what's the point of this?" Bai Ruoxi was speechless.

If something no longer exists, it will not be the same as before if you continue to write about it.

"Who knows why they would do this?"

"Another empty city trap?"

"Ding!" Guan Ke and Ji Xingyi's cell phones rang.

The two looked at each other and clicked on the email sent by Lu Yinghua at the same time.

Then they both laughed.

Seeing this, Watson couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Did you receive any news?"

Guan Ke smiled and nodded: "Yes, Ambassador Lu just sent an email saying that the requirement to complete the incomplete score for the Duke selection this time is a cover."

"The British royal family is already in financial deficit. If a traditional hereditary duke emerges at this time, they will have to divide up a considerable portion of their assets."

"This sum of money will undoubtedly add insult to injury for the British royal family, which is already suffering from financial losses."

"So they're cheating? Proposing such an impossible task?"

"This is a bit shameless. They made the rules themselves, and they are the ones who turned against them."

"This is cheating people, and it makes others suffer."

Watson didn't expect the reason to be this, so he asked with a complicated expression: "What should we do next?"

Everyone looked at Ji Xingyi at the same time, waiting for her decision.

Ji Xingyi was furious when she saw that the British royal family was cheating composers like them in order to save money.

If he is such a disobedient person, then she wouldn't mind having more fun!

She sneered, "We can finish recording all the works tomorrow according to the original plan. We can invite everyone to meet on the 30th. Then we will add fuel to the fire for them!"

Watson was shocked: "This? How come? Didn't we refuse and express our non-participation stance that day?"

"I got some inspiration from the background information of King Sadmon's era. I will fill in the music score myself and give it to them when the time comes. Let them have fun with this fire!"

Six people who completed the incomplete genealogy, one hereditary title, let's see what they choose!

Either they deny the music score, or find another expedient way to delay the selection.

No matter which one it is, she is very happy to watch the fun!

Everyone was shocked by her idea, which would only further muddy the waters!

But they like it!

Guan Ke also smiled sinisterly and said, "Since Xiao Yi has made up his mind, let's make a new plan!"

"We will do this then..."

"And that..."

"Don't forget one person..."

"Hmm, this is a great plan!"

"Hey, wait and see!"

Seeing them use so many dirty tricks, Ji Xingyi couldn't help but twitch his lips.

I couldn't help but observe a second of silence for Omar and others.

Then she also joined the group of people who were "making plans".

That night, everyone was so excited that they couldn't sleep.