Chapter 12 [Dream Wedding (I)]

Ling Yun, who was wearing a white shirt, sat comfortably in a chair, and a cup of coffee beside him was still steaming hot. Gently picked up the cup, then took a sip, listening to the beautiful sound coming from the distance in front of the piano stand.

Ling Yun took a deep breath, then leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes, his expression extremely relaxed and intoxicated. This is the life of a beautiful man, and if he can continue like this, he is absolutely willing.

"Look at the way you enjoy it." Zi Jasmine on the side kept turning the cup in her hand, looked at Ling Yun, and couldn't help but say. In her eyes, this boy who is not a few years younger than herself would make that kind of choice and give up such a good opportunity, which is in good words, it is to be able to withstand the temptation, if it is bad, it is brain-dead. If it were a normal person, who would let the opportunity slip out of his hands.

"I'll talk later, until I'm done listening to this piano piece." Ling Yun said intoxicatedly, listening to the piano music, his heart couldn't help but feel a little comfortable, soothing, deep in his heart seemed to want to move, ten fingers couldn't help beating each other. He hadn't encountered this feeling for a long time, Ling Yun clearly knew that he didn't know anything about the piano before, and now this kind of physical performance can only show one problem, that is, that piano music once again led to a memory deep in his mind.

Ling Yun's performance made Zi Jasmine next to her sneer, in her opinion, this kid was simply pretending, she didn't believe that the boy in front of her would have any attainments on the piano. However, she feels that Ling Yun not only has the talent to write books, but also the talent to become an actor.

Time passed slowly, and finally the piano music came to an end.

"Can you understand?" Zi Jasmine was slightly puzzled, although she thought in her heart that Ling Yun couldn't understand, but she always felt a little weird when she saw Ling Yun's appearance.

"Of course" Ling Yun paused, and then said: "I don't know what the name of this piano piece is, but I did hear a bleak story from it, on the border of the land of dreams, a bunch of bonfires are rising, stretching, swirling, young boys and girls fall in love at first sight, but there is no good result, a meteor crosses the sky above the castle, like a tear of happiness. Perhaps because he had just come out of the beautiful piano sound, Ling Yun did not lower his voice, and in the quiet café, it was exceptionally clear, reaching the ears of everyone around him.

However, Ling Yun's words were in Zi Jasmine's ears, and she didn't understand them at all, and she did listen to a lot of piano music. She had listened to this famous song many times, but she had never felt that there was a story in it, and there were any meteors streaked over the castle, which was simply incredible. Rolled his eyes, and then said with a slight sigh: "This piano song is called Dream Wedding, you don't even know the name and can still hear the story?" The song is comfortable for us to listen to, where is the story, it won't be your blind petal."

Zi Jasmine's words expressed the hearts of the people around her. Many people listen to piano music for the sake of listening to it, just like Purple Jasmine, which is comfortable to listen to. They didn't understand anything deeper, so when they heard Ling Yun's words, they didn't believe that this young man could hear anything.

Ling Yun shook his head, just about to say something.

"This gentleman is right, this piece is called the dream wedding, originally called MARIAGEDAMOUR, this piece is played by Richard Clayderman, Richard Clayderman is a French pianist, good at playing Chopin, Label, Debussy and other works, but that was when he was passionate about classical music. Later, he turned to the world of popular music, including the dream wedding. ”

"It is said that the wedding in the dream has a touching story hidden in it. If you are a person with a high level of piano music, you can hear the story told in the song, a shooting star streaked over the castle, like a tear of happiness. At this time, the girl who was sitting next to the piano with light makeup on her face had come over at some point, and her eyes flashed with a hint of joy.

As a girl who loves piano music very much, she has an inexplicable love for the piano. She had long known that there was a bleak and moving story hidden in the piano music, but she had never felt it. ,

"I'm a student at Fudan University, I've been working part-time here for a long time, and you're the first to hear and tell the story." The joy on the girl's face was overflowing, and she stood in front of Ling Yun and continued: "The teacher once told me that a person who can fully hear the meaning of the piano when he listens to a piece for the first time is either a great art connoisseur or a very powerful piano master."

The girl's voice was very soft, reaching the ears of the people around her, and many people who were drinking coffee were stunned for a moment, and then put their eyes on Ling Yun's body, but then shook their heads.

In their opinion, the boy was too young to believe that an art connoisseur, or a pianist, could be so young.

"Your teacher's statement is not right, a real piano master should not only be able to feel the story contained in a song, he should be able to play music that ordinary people can also feel the story in" Ling Yun said slowly, his eyes glittering.

If the people around them were still a little surprised, at this time they even put their disdainful eyes on Ling Yun's body, in their opinion, it is not sad for a person to be young and frivolous, but sadly they are self-righteous and don't know how to pretend to understand. In their eyes, this young man was like this, and the piano girl just complimented him, and he said such a thing so inconsequentially.

It's simply impossible to play a piece of music that ordinary people can hear the story it contains.

But as the protagonist of the matter, he was still sitting quietly in his position at this time, with no sadness or joy on his face. However, this was only a superficial phenomenon, in fact, Ling Yun's mind was about to move, and he clearly felt the thought in his heart, the thought of wanting to sit in front of the piano.

He clearly knew that the reason for this idea was definitely the soul of the piano master, and seeing the soul of the piano was like seeing its persistence.

Finally, Ling Yun made a decision in a trance, only to see him stand up gently in the surprised eyes of the people around him, and then walked towards the piano in the distance, that step was steady and persistent.

Coming to the piano, Ling Yun felt the comfort from the depths of his soul and made him want to make a sound, he clearly knew that this was a manifestation of soul fusion. He closed his eyes and gently felt the sensation of an artist's dedication to his profession, as if the piano were a part of his body.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ling Yun sat down in front of the piano, he understood that he had just reached a contract with that artist's obsession, that is, to let him taste the charm of the piano for the last time, as a condition for integrating soul fragments into Ling Yun's soul.

The people around him looked at this side with a puzzled look, "What does he want to do?" This was the thought of everyone in the room, and in their eyes the boy was gently stroking the piano as if it were a part of his body.

The piano girl in the distance also had a hint of surprise on her face, as if she had seen the shadow of the piano master in the boy's body, and that shadow seemed to be better than the teacher she respected.

Of course, Ling Yun felt a slight ridicule in the eyes of those around him, and he didn't mind. If a bystander said such a big thing in front of him, his performance is estimated to be not much different from these people, these are human nature.

With his hands gently on the piano, he wants to use a piano piece to respond to the ridicule of the people around him, so that they can understand what real piano music is and what is the art between the fingers.

A sound sounded on the "Ding ......" piano, and the sound quickly spread through every corner of the café. His ten fingers were constantly beating on the piano, apparently auditioning.

The people around him were all watching this side with a kind of wonderful eyes, and of course they could understand what Ling Yun meant, and this young man was going to respond to all doubts with his performance. "Can he really play a piano like that?" Many people can't help but think about it.

Finally, at the end of the audition. A mysterious voice came from under Ling Yun's fingers, and the sound reached the café almost naturally, the same piano song, but it gave people a completely different feeling. The kind of touch that penetrates deep into the soul is exactly the same as what Ling Yun said.

The café, which was originally very quiet, fell into a death-like tranquility at this time, and the whole space seemed to be filled with the kind of sound that can penetrate people's hearts, beautiful and beautiful, smart and far-reaching.

For a while, many people gradually immersed themselves in the piano music, and their hearts seemed to be listening to a story and telling it. Finally, everyone's eyes gradually blurred, as if they saw a castle, scenes flashed in front of their eyes, and an arrow shadow pierced through time and space to break people's hearts. People are constantly searching for something in the depths of their hearts, whether it is themselves or the protagonist of piano music.

The originally gentle piano sound, suddenly accelerated suddenly, like a turbulent water hitting a stone, bursting up, and reaching a **. It caused a deep shock to people's hearts, and it was a tremor of the soul. Next, Ling Yun's rapid hands softened and slowed down, and the sound of the piano slowly came to an end.

When the piano stopped, there was still a dead silence in the café, as if everyone was caught up in this soul-inquiring piano music.