When all the staff evacuated, Jingmei knew that Cheng Xiaoyu usually didn't go out much in the afternoon, at most she would sit on the balcony and drink a cup of coffee, so she planned to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and help Cheng Xiaoyu cook a dinner by herself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Xiaoyu finished writing a script in the bedroom, and when he saw the sun coming out in the west, he found that the apartment that usually seemed a little crowded was empty at the moment, as if the noise of the previous days no longer existed, he first stood at the door for a while, and then habitually took a can of coffee from the refrigerator, even in the cold winter, he still likes to drink frozen things.

Cheng Xiaoyu wore a blue thick stick knitted sweater and nested in the sofa to enjoy the complete silence of this moment, the afterglow of the sunset swept out layers of shadows in this exquisite and luxurious apartment, these shadows cast by the dusk sunset, quietly moved in the room, and the sound echoed in Cheng Xiaoyu's mind into a dissonant track.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was dark, and the sound of the key twisting came from the door, Yijiyuan Jingmei walked in with a large bag of things, she naturally turned on the light, and suddenly found that there was a person sitting in the living room, first startled, and took a closer look at where Cheng Xiaoyu was sitting motionless without saying a word, patted his chest and said in shock: "Xiaoyu-kun, you scared me." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled: "Didn't you see that Sister Jingmei is still afraid of ghosts?"

"How is that possible?" said Ijiin Shizumi with a slightly red face, in fact, she never watched ghost movies or horror movies.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled "hehe" obviously didn't believe it, and then he asked: "Is the filming over now?"

"And one last little bit. While taking the ingredients out of a cotton shopping bag, Shizumi told Cheng Xiaoyu that she is a staunch environmentalist and never uses plastic bags.

"Are you cooking?" Cheng Xiaoyu asked with some surprise when he saw the beautiful movements of Yijiyuan.

"Look down on me, I'm an excellent student who can get an A+ in home economics. Shizumi Ijiin tied her hair up, put on her apron and said, the movement was soothing and elegant, her hips were very straight, showing an incomparably perfect arc in the air.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked away and didn't ask, he naively believed in the education level of Neon, of course, he was also led astray by the endless Michelin stars in Tokyo, raising the overall neon people's cooking level.

"Do you want me to help?" asked Cheng Xiaoyu.

"Of course not, just wait for a big meal. Shizumi said with a wave of the wooden shovel in her hand.

Cheng Xiaoyu lay on the sofa and began to listen to the various sounds that made the eardrums happy, the sound of running water, the sound of burning flames, the whirring and turning of the exhaust fan, and the sound of pots and pans colliding........ The voices converged in his mind to form a symphony of life, and he closed his eyes so that his soul could rest for a while.

After waiting for Yijiin Jingmei to work for a long time, she asked Cheng Xiaoyu to serve the table, Cheng Xiaoyu sat at the table with anticipation, and then looked at the dishes on the table, her eyes froze for a while, and then she could only cry silently in her heart, grilled fish, sashimi, tonkatsu curry rice, miso soup, and a plate of boiled vegetables........ At least it looks hearty.

Neon grilled fish is basically pickled fish pieces bought in the supermarket, not a whole piece, and it is very simple to make at home with salt or charcoal. As for the fried pork cutlets, they are also sold in supermarkets and are quick-frozen, and they can be eaten by throwing them in a pot at home, or even heating them in the microwave........ But in fact, curry is also readily available.......... Boiled vegetables should be boiled in water and served with a little oyster sauce, which is an "extreme" test of hands-on ability.

As for sashimi, there is no doubt that it is bought ready-made in the supermarket.

Yijiin Jingmei looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's uncertain face, and was a little discouraged when she thought of Xia Shamo's chef-like skills, in fact, Yijiyuan Jingmei's cooking level is good among neon girls, after all, there are indeed only a few neon home cooking, unlike Chinese cuisine. And for a neon housewife, whether she can make mapo tofu is a hard indicator to test whether she has the best level of cooking.

"Is it bad?" asked Shizumi Ijiin with some trepidation.

"Not really........ It's .........," Cheng Xiaoyu said hesitantly.

Seeing that Yijiyuan Jingmei's face was a little red, Cheng Xiaoyu joked: "You can't be blamed for this, it's mainly your teacher's problem......."

"Xiaoyu-san, you are really an honest person!" said Yijiin Jingmei with a smile as she looked at Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt that this smile made him panic, he shuddered in his heart, picked up the spoon and began to eat the pork cutlet curry rice, the taste was much better than he imagined, after all, the house instant curry is still worthy of its reputation, and the neon rice is even more delicious.

Cheng Xiaoyu hurriedly raised a smiling face and said to Jingmei of Yijiyuan: "Sister Jingmei, this is ....... True, I've ever eaten the best curry rice........" It's actually not wrong to say this, except for memory, in reality, this is the first time Cheng Xiaoyu has eaten curry rice.

But it's not a culinary triumph, it's a triumph of neon ready-to-eat food. But looking at Cheng Xiaoyu's sincere praise, it still made Yijiin Jingmei a little satisfied, she pretended to be light and said, "Is it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu immediately swore and said: "There is absolutely no exaggeration. ”

Shizumi Ijiin smiled with satisfaction, there was no noise in the past, which made the atmosphere between the two a little delicate, after drinking a taste of soup, Shizumi Ijiin broke the calm and asked, "Xiaoyu-kun, are you going to give up the piano?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head first, and then said: "Give up, it depends on how you understand it, the piano competition or something, I gave up a long time ago, as for playing....... This one is in my blood......... Even if I don't want to play, I guess the sound of the keys hitting the strings will hit the strings in my head from time to time. ”

Jingmei looked at Cheng Xiaoyu with some regret and said, "Xiaoyu-kun, why don't you participate in the piano competition anymore? You are the winner of the Chopin Prize! And you are still so young, and you still have unlimited possibilities." ”

Then Shizumi Ijiin added, "You must not use injuries, lack of talent, or anything like that as an excuse. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled: "Do you have to use music for competitions?

Cheng Xiaoyu's answer made Yijiyuan Jingmei a little speechless, and she said with some regret: "Actually, I like to listen to you play the piano very much." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu took the spoon, raised his head and said, "Thank you, but if you say this, it is estimated that it will not help........."

Shizumi Ijiin continued to ask, "Then why did you learn to play the piano in the first place?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was silent for a moment and said, "Because my mother taught me, I learned." ”

Shizumi Ijiin was silent for a moment, and immediately said seriously and seriously: "In this case, you must not give up playing the piano! You must not give up playing the piano! If you give it up, what will it do? It and its mother will be sad." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu just said softly: "No, it will not be sad like my mother." ”

Shizumi Ijiin said a little anxiously: "Yes, I believe that not only them, but many people will be sad, disappointed, and sad, and you still have so many supporters and fans........."

"Sister Jingmei, don't say it so scary......... I just don't plan to participate in the piano competition........." Cheng Xiaoyu said helplessly.

Shizumi Ijiin was a little relieved, but she felt that her performance just now was too exaggerated, and in order to hide her excessive concern, she immediately asked, "Then why haven't you touched the piano all this time.........

Cheng Xiaoyu shrugged and said, "I just don't know what I want to play." ”

Yijiin Jingmei stood up, put down the silver spoon in her hand, walked to Cheng Xiaoyu's side, dragged him up, and said, "Play it casually, even if it's a happy birthday song.........

Cheng Xiaoyu asked with some surprise, "Today is your birthday?"

Ijiin Shizumi smiled meaninglessly, "If it's my birthday and you can play the piano, then you can treat it as my birthday." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu is actually in a much better state these days, not as negative as a few days ago, and he does not reject and dislike playing the piano, but he really doesn't know what he wants to play, he walked up to the Bechstein, gently opened the lid, and then sat down carefully, this moment he actually had some restless nervousness.

Looking at the row of black and white keys, Cheng Xiaoyu's mind was blank, he couldn't think of any notes for a while, he put his fingers on the keyboard, and found that he had encountered the most terrible nightmare for a pianist, and he forgot to score.

Maybe this is a reasonable thing, after all, he hasn't practiced the piano for too long, and he hasn't focused on classical music for too long, most of his time is spent on pop music and movies, it seems that he has forgotten classical music, his hands are a little trembling, but he still pretends to be calm and smiled and asks Shizumi Ijiin, who is standing on the side full of anticipation, "Then what do I play?"

Jingmei didn't accurately realize the change in Cheng Xiaoyu's mood, she thought for a while and said, "Chopin's "Nocturne" op.9/no.2. ”

Hearing the words "Nocturne" op.9/no.2, the string in Cheng Xiaoyu's memory began to beat gradually, turning into black notes in his mind, which made Cheng Xiaoyu's expression relax.

Seeing that Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't started yet, Yijiin Jingmei hesitated for a moment and said, "Is 'Nocturne' too simple for you? As for the version of NetEase Cloud, there are Rubinstein and Li Yundi, Rubinstein's is as clear as water, and Li Yundi's is quiet and quiet, and the emotional expression is slightly different, each with its own advantages. Classic tracks are still recommended for everyone to listen to)

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "No! Let's play "Nocturne"!" After speaking, Cheng Xiaoyu's slender hands began to dance on the piano, and suddenly, notes like water flowed out of this black Bechstein.

On this quiet night, there was a slight honking of cars not far away, a wind whistling through the glass windows, and the moon hiding behind the black clouds, revealing half a shy face, and the light that fell was like a fine autumn rain, which made people feel very comfortable.

Shizumi Ijiin was immediately infected by the moving sound of the piano, her left ear swept the crystal clean and transparent high notes, and the right ear swirled with poppy/poppy-like misty and cold bass, at this moment she seemed to be stepping on the floating ice in the slow glacier, walking towards the moonlight, those notes supported her to walk on the cold glacier, repeating the warmth that had been shattered, this peerless song, like the sun in the second half of the night, gently gliding in the heavy night.

And Cheng Xiaoyu played with a solemn face under this bright light, playing with love, playing the old man with his right hand, and fell in love for a moment. The left hand plays the lonely falling moon, silent empty city.

It's not all cold, but there's also a hint of warmth seeping out of those fingertips, like a pair of hands with body temperature caressing the naked/naked soul of Shizumi Ijiin.

For a long time, she had been eroded by the hustle and bustle of the city in this bustling metropolis, and it was rare to have such tranquility on such a night, which made her feel as if she had returned to the bosom of nature and contemplated......

For her, music is a combination of extreme rationality and extreme sensibility, so beautiful that it can make tears fall, and the sound of music can make the heart change the rhythm of beating in an instant.

After the song was played, Shizumi Ijiin sighed first, and then applauded and said, "I really deserve to be the winner of the Chopin Prize...........

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said: "I will be ashamed if you say this, neglect to practice, and are far from the peak state............"

"I can't see anything in this piece, but the emotional grasp is the best in the "Nocturne" op.9/no.2 I have heard, maybe this kind of music is suitable for our delicate Oriental people to play, and the interpretation of the subtle and restrained tranquility is just right......... Although it is a little cold, since it is "Nocturne", it should be colder. Shizumi praised Ijiin.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled.

"I have to go and see if it's recorded, don't record such a critical picture, I'm really going crazy!" Ijiin Shizumi left from the piano, walked towards the camera, and after clicking backwards, she saw that the picture was Cheng Xiaoyu leaning over slightly and playing in front of the piano, so she was relieved, but she was so attracted by this picture that she couldn't take her eyes off it, Cheng Xiaoyu who played the piano was really full of charm.

He, the piano and the music make up a complete dream.

(Thank you for your blessings, thank you for Chelesakaka's super red envelope, thank you for your support for me and for your support for "Sister Puppet", this story is not a blind song copying story, for fame, for money, such a reason is actually a bit far-fetched.) For Cheng Xiaoyu, memory travel is just a node of transformation, what it represents is hope and an opportunity for transformation. Of course, the protagonist everyone sees is not perfect, not enough Long Aotian, which is exactly the flaw that Cheng Xiaoyu must improve his character through his own experience. Most of the time travel texts that everyone sees, the character of the protagonist is to serve the plot, because he has to pretend to be b and slap his face, so most of the protagonists are long Aotian's face, but "Sister Puppet" is not, the plot of "Sister Puppet" is derived from the character of each character, I think this is a complete life, this is the charm of the book "Sister Puppet". I myself like the neon plot, although it doesn't seem to have any climactic ups and downs, but the spirits and water are all we can't live without, aren't they?

(To be continued.) )