"Sorry, it's my problem. ”

In a neat and simply furnished room, a thin man sits at the piano with a smile on his face.

His gaze went to the couch in the corner, "So please don't blame yourself." ”

On the sofa, the long-haired girl was tearing a corner of herself, listening to the man's words, and her heart became even more uncomfortable.

She knew that her mistake today had nothing to do with anyone, it was just that she suddenly became nervous for no reason at the moment she was in the light, and her fingers slipped.

And the person who should not be blamed by the outside world for all this is his own teacher, who is such a good person.

"Teacher, right..."

The girl muttered, but before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a voice in front of the piano, "No need to apologize, you've done well enough, and I've heard it, you didn't play that note wrong, it's just that the two notes are too close together." ”

The man said that based on only his feelings and memories, he molded the girl's mistake on the piano at the competition scene.

"That's right. The man laughed.

"Let it pass. ”

"And I'm sure you'll never be where you are today, right, Natsuki-chan. ”

The man's voice has a comforting rhythm, as if everything is gentle in his world.

Moment.

His empty eyes seemed to flash with a glimmer of light, "Remember when I told you the story of my first competition?"

The girl sobbed and nodded, "I.. Remember, you... For the first time... Attend.. Race... When I was halfway through the bullet ... I forgot the score in the middle of it, and as a result... It's starting to mess around... Messy... Performing, and finally... Cancelled... Disqualified. ”

"Haha," the man smiled heartily, "yes, that's right. ”

"Ha, it's like yesterday. The man sighed.

Another moment.

"I was born unlike you, I can only listen to the melody by ear, and then press the same sound on the keys. ”

"I never thought about what a stave looked like before that. ”

"So from that time on, I changed my practice. ”

"Since then, I have stopped listening and memorizing, I have stopped playing by feeling, I have started to study music theory and have begun to understand staves. ”

"So my mother became my eyes. ”

As the man spoke, his left hand on the piano began to press one soothing chord after another.

"In the beginning, I couldn't imagine what a straight line looked like, I couldn't imagine the difference between a hollow note and a solid note, it was too abstract for me. ”

"But I never gave up on getting closer to them. ”

"That's all. ”

The man's right hand was also on the piano.

"Until one day, I suddenly noticed that they seemed to start accepting me. ”

"At that moment, in my mind, I believe I saw them. ”

"I told my mom all this. ”

Then she hugged me and said, "Congratulations, congratulations, they belong to you forever." ”

"After that, before I get each new piece to practice, I write it down in my heart. ”

And so, in the third year, I went to Osaka again to participate in the competition with my mother. ”

The girl suddenly interjected, "That year, you won the championship of the Osaka Youth Piano Competition. ”

"That's right," the man smiled, "and that's how my piano career began. ”

"Maybe I did make a little bit of success in the days that followed, but in all the years I spent with the piano, it was my mother who had the biggest influence on me. ”

"And, of course, that one failure. ”

The man stopped talking, but the melody under his hands became more moving.

Listening to the soothing melody in her ears, the girl fell silent.

Her gaze passed through the man in front of the piano, and fell to the wall behind the piano covered with awards, and the dusty trophies on the shelves on the wall seemed to be full of emotions at this moment.

All of this seemed to be clearly telling her something in some way.

Long.

"Thank you, teacher, I think I understand. ”

Listening to the firmness in the girl's tone, Shijing Nobuyuki still didn't say anything, just kept smiling and shook his hands.

The melody transformed, and the swaying chords slowly emerged from the old upright piano that had been with him for twenty years.

'Gone are the days that never go back. —Porco Rosso's episode.

A childhood memory that originally belonged to him in the dead of night.

Music is a way to communicate with the world for people who are not good at words, but for Nobuyuki Tokai, music is a part of his life that removes his mother.

That's what he says in his music.

......

Long.

In a splendor without any embellishments, the sound of the piano stops.

"That's nice. Nobuyuki Tokai put away his hands, "Forgive me for saying that, Mr. Hisaishi Jean-san wrote really well." ”

"The teacher is also very good!" Natsuki Aso, who had obviously calmed down, smiled and brought a glass of water to Nobuyuki Tokai, "Teacher, you drink some water." ”

"Thank you. ”

Tokai reached out and fumbled with both hands to take it and took a small sip.

Moment.

He slowly lowered the cup to the piano and turned to the couch again, "So can you talk about it now?" ”

"What the hell happened during the game, I know, you have something on your mind. Nobuyuki Tokai asked.

"Teacher, I listened to a very special performance before I went on the field. ”

"Oh?" said Toi Nobuyuki curiously, "What a coincidence, I also met a very special person in the judges' seat today, you can talk about it first." ”

"She is a girl from China, and as soon as she came on stage, her elegant temperament attracted me, and I was looking forward to her performance at that moment. ”

"And the next performance really surprised me more and more, and I felt Chopin's sense of time as you said in her playing Chopin. ”

Nobuyuki Tokai's expression changed slightly, "Is she a player from Huaguo?"

"Yes, teacher. Natsuki Aso replied.

"Show me a clip of her playing, is it No. 11?"

"Yes, teacher," said the girl, who opened her phone and found the video of this morning's game.

Moment.

In the quiet room, the crisp sound of Dangdang came out through the mobile phone player.

Just at the moment when the music is quoted from the end.

A violent stream of sound rushed out with a different kind of rhythm, and the ornate sound was prioritized and well-adjusted.

Gradually.

As the music progressed, Nobuyuki Tokai's gaze changed again.

This moment.

It was as if the figure he had never seen before before appeared in front of him again, and he felt chilled in the audience, the restlessness and the indescribable magic of the piano.

At this moment, it is like that moment.

Long.

The sound of the piano in the darkness is really like the moment when the merciless east wind blows away.

Nobuyuki Tokai sighed deeply.

"It's his student. ”

......

"It's delicious. “

Qin Jian stole and ate Duan Ran's last takoyaki.