Chapter 099: "Zichuan" and Jiang Weiyu's anger

"Not angry enough...... Jiang Weiyu always thought that as long as she struck the keys a little harder, she would be able to show her anger, but her father still saw the flaws at a glance.

"That's right, at first glance, you are usually too well protected, so you don't have that feeling of depression and anger, I suggest you can go to the Internet to find some videos, brew your emotions, and then play this song, you will find that there will be a very different feeling."

"But all of a sudden, where did I go to find such a video? And if you just watch the excerpts, it's hard to feel that kind of anger, right? Of course, Jiang Weiyu was angry before, but time has passed, and those angers have long been dissipated in her heart, and now they are not enough to support her to play this "Winter Wind".

"It's the same thing, deliberately watching those angry videos, sometimes it's a little infuriating."

Hearing what her father said, Jiang Weiyu nodded quickly, and then asked tentatively with a smile: "Dad, if you tell me another story, maybe I can brew this feeling of anger?" ”

"After all, you just want to hear me tell the story, right?" Jiang Xia unceremoniously pointed out Jiang Weiyu's careful plan.

But to say, he can also tell a basket of angry stories, such as the story of Dou Po's divorce, such as the story of Shi Hao's dug supreme bone in Perfection, but Jiang Weiyu is a girl, Jiang Xia is afraid that these stories will not be able to poke Jiang Weiyu's feelings.

"In this way, don't practice the piano first, set up the melon seeds, and I'll tell you a longer story. Back then, this story made me angry with my stomach, but I don't know if you can feel like this? ”

When Jiang Wei heard this, she suddenly had a great sense of expectation for this story.

Jiang Weiyu quickly ran to the small shop downstairs, bought a few packs of melon seeds, and some other snacks, and then put them on the small table. Then, the two men sat facing each other.

A certain little girl said with great anticipation in her eyes: "Father, say, I'm ready." However, can a really small story make you angry and have a stomachache? ”

To be honest, Jiang Weiyu didn't believe it.

"I'm afraid that after listening to it, you will also have a shadow in your heart." Jiang Xia reminded again: "Are you sure you want to listen to this story?" ”

"To listen to it, to hear it, I need that feeling of anger right now." Jiang Wei became more and more curious, what story could make her father so impressed.

"Prepare a little brown sugar, and when you get angry, you can drink it to warm your stomach."

"I'll go get ready right away!" Jiang Weiyu quickly prepared all the brown sugar, boiled another pot of boiling water, put it in a thermos cup, and waited for the anger to rise to her heart, and used brown sugar water to extinguish the fire.

Everything was ready, and Jiang Xia confirmed again: "Are you sure you want to listen?" Let me tell you, after listening to this story, I think you may be uncomfortable for days, and then you know that it is poison, but you still remember it. ”

"Dad, I won't listen if you do this again." Jiang Weiyu felt that her father was selling Guanzi too much.

"Anyway, don't blame me for feeding poison in my after listening to it." Jiang Xia laughed twice, and then began to tell seriously: "This is a story about the Zichuan family, the protagonist of the story is named Zichuan Xiu, and the story begins in the third battle of Hengchuan in the empire in 778......"

The story that Jiang Xia wants to talk about is the very well-known novel "Zichuan" in the earth world.

This is a very funny and funny novel, at the beginning, it can always make people laugh, but in the middle of the story, the author is poisoned once, causing the more engaged readers to read, the more angry they will be because of the author's poisoning.

Originally, Jiang Xia didn't want to tell this story, but what made Jiang Weiyu, a girl who was at an innocent age, feel extremely angry, Jiang Xia was most sure of this "Zichuan" novel.

knocked half of the melon seeds, Jiang Weiyu felt that this story was really interesting, not angry at all, but very happy.

"Keep listening, don't interrupt." Jiang Xia talked for more than an hour, and finally talked about the plot of Zi Chuanxiu pretending to surrender to the Demon Emperor, but actually assassinating the traitor.

The more Jiang Wei listened, the more nervous she became, and she began to stop eating melon seeds.

Subsequently, Jiang Xia told the story of Zichuan Xiu's salvation and finally established a foundation in the Far East.

"What about the back?" Jiang Weiyu is clearly immersed in the gripping story.

Jiang Xia then began to tell Zichuan Xiu, because of the imperial capital's "Material Circulation" bill, which led to the lack of resources in his army, so he had to go to the imperial capital to ask for help.

In the cabin on a snowy night, Zichuan Xiu met Lin Yu, and then fought with Lin Yu in the mansion of Zichuan Ning, a childhood sweetheart.

After saving her childhood sweetheart, Shikawa Xiu fell into a fainting.

Jiang Weiyu became more and more nervous: "Zi Chuanning must be very moved, right?" She likes Shikawa so much......"

"Listen to it."

Jiang Xia then told how Zi Chuanxiu woke up and saw Zi Chuanning, who he was thinking about, hooking up with another man, Ma Wei, in a sweet Qingqing.

Before Jiang Wei finished listening, she quickly stopped Jiang Xia and said, "Dad, wait, are you mistaken, how can the story be like this?" ”

Jiang Weiyu was unacceptable, obviously what she said earlier, how much the two loved each other, and the protagonist almost died in order to save Zi Chuanning, but when he woke up after falling asleep for a few days, he saw such a scene.

"That's right, that's the story."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, it must be a misunderstanding, Dad, tell me quickly, is there a misunderstanding in the back, is it a coincidence? It was a misunderstanding that made me decide whether to listen to it or not! ”

Jiang Weiyu was so angry, which bastard wrote such a story?

Jiang Weiyu resolutely refused to admit that Zi Chuanning was such a person!

It's so angry, oops, the stomach acid is churning!

Jiang Xia said with certainty: "There is no misunderstanding, and after the plot developed to the point where Zi Chuan Xiu and Ma Wei were endless, Zi Chuan Ning also asked Zi Chuan Xiu not to kill Ma Wei ......"

Burst!

Jiang Wei churned in her heart: "I don't listen, Dad, this turn is really uncomfortable." ”

Jiang Weiyu hurriedly brewed a cup of brown sugar water, and then after blowing the hot air, she drank all the brown sugar water.

The water was still relatively hot, and after it entered her stomach, she finally soothed a lot.

"It's too poisonous." Jiang Wei said: "Sure enough, it's the strength to feed the poison, and I shouldn't have heard it if I knew it." ”

Jiang Xia said: "It seems that you already have this feeling of anger, so now play a song "Winter Wind" and take a look, I think there will be a different interpretation." ”

Jiang Weiyu drank two more glasses of brown sugar water, and only then could she barely suppress the stomach acid churning in her stomach.

Sitting in front of the piano, Jiang Weiyu's momentum has changed a lot.

Pedal Pedal Ped

In Jiang Weiyu's piano, an extremely strong aura of killing anger suddenly appeared, and the strong momentum made people a little breathless.

"Steady, don't play the wrong note, and when you're angry, control your rhythm." Jiang Xia reminded.

Jiang Weiyu really felt that the music played this time was very different from the previous ones, this was really a piano full of anger!

"Remember this feeling, and then slowly control this feeling, maybe your "Winter Wind" is not worse than your sister Chuhan's."

"Hmm." Finding this feeling of anger, Jiang Wei spoke like a fish in water, and the level of playing out completely surpassed that of ordinary pianists.

This is no longer the level of amateur grade 10, this is the level of a real pianist!

Jiang Xia commented at this time: "There is more anger, but not enough." I have a comic here, which has not been published yet, you can read it in the evening, and then listen to your sister Chuhan's "Winter Wind", maybe your piano can go further. ”

The manuscript that came out was the first three words of "The Shape of Sound".

"Take a good look." Jiang Xia waved his hand after speaking, and he didn't want to play too late, and the lack of energy would also affect your performance.

"Hmm." Jiang Weiyu is much more confident.

Now, she is no longer pursuing the first place in the piano finals, on the contrary, she is pursuing a higher height, the kind of height that can reach the level of a piano master!

……

The next day, I watched Jiang Weiyu in "The Shape of Sound", and I was full of emotion.

When it was time to go to the finals, Jiang Wei said: "Sister Chuhan, can you play "Winter Wind" again?" ”

"What, you don't have faith yet?" Qiao Chuhan then played "Winter Wind" again, that kind of anger, that kind of loneliness, that kind of depression that the winter wind blows away the autumn leaves, is almost vividly interpreted by her!

"This is Sister Chu Han's "Winter Wind"!" Jiang Weiyu was more able to understand Qiao Chuhan's feelings, and immediately, the anger in her heart, as well as the feeling of loneliness that she heard from Qiao Chuhan's piano sound, gradually brewed in her heart!

"I'll try again." Jiang Weiyu's efforts to integrate these feelings, coupled with the strong muscle memory ability that can never make mistakes and can be played out in blind play, her piano has indeed reached a new height.

Qiao Chuhan said: "The progress is very fast, it seems that you have completely mastered this Chopin etude." In my opinion, you are already more than just a piano champion. The judges on the scene probably can't find anyone better than you to play. ”

"Let's go, the piano finals are about to begin." Jiang Xia asked the three people, including Qiao's mother, to hurry up and get into the car.

Phew!

Jiang Xia's car stopped in front of the piano competition venue.