Jiang Yu felt that he had fallen into a wonderful state, his soul seemed to be out of his body, and his fingers instinctively crossed back and forth on the keys, lightly or heavily on the black and white keys of the classical piano. According to the music score in his mind, he accurately played the Canon that had accompanied him for countless days and nights.

Canon does not refer to a piece of music, but originally meant "rule", where the same melody appears in different parts at different heights such as the same degree or fifth, resulting in continuous imitation of one after another; The tune of one voice chases the other from beginning to end, until at the end, they merge together, never separated.

Tang Xianzu said in "The Peony Pavilion": "I don't know what to do, go deep, the living can die, and the dead can live." ”

Yuan Haowen also wrote "Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?" He asked himself what the world was like.

Probably what Canon said is such a feeling.

The melody of one voice follows the other from beginning to end, and the same melody of several voices appears in sequence, intersecting, imitating each other, chasing and intertwining with each other.

Just like the unswerving love in the world, two people who love each other live and die together, and they are extremely entangled.

The guests around were surprised but kept quiet listening to Jiang Yu's performance, and the light or heavy, deep or shallow piano sounds followed each other closely.

From the beginning, there was a slightly spaced individual accent, a subtle vibrato that seemed to shake the dust in the air. Then the notes slowly increase in speed, and by the time the music reaches the middle of the piece, they are connected to each other, as if lovers in love have finally broken through many difficulties and dangers to come together.

The sound of the piano gradually became louder, and the small chatter in the café almost died down.

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Kasumigaoka Shiyu sat next to the stage, her fingers tapping lightly on the keyboard, and her ears flowed with the sound of the Miaoman piano played by Jiang Yu on the stage.

Before leaving that day, Kasumigaoka Shiyu specially asked the pianist who played on stage when he would come next time, and after getting the answer, Kasumigaoka Shiyu originally thought that the time would come to thank the luthier who gave her inspiration.

But I didn't expect to find out that Jiang Yu was a student of his own school and his younger brother. That day, I was a little dissatisfied because An Yilun also released pigeons, but when I saw Jiang Yu sitting next to An Yilun, it became a strange complicated feeling.

Maybe it's because she laments that the fate of the world is really elusive, or maybe she was shocked that the luthier who amazed her turned out to be an otaku unexpectedly.

When Jiang Yu said that he came to write the project, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was perhaps the first person to trust him.

Just for the face of the young man at that time, the expression was the same as sitting in front of the piano.

There is a slight uneasiness, but with a strong sense of expectation, and a confidence that seems to overflow.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu couldn't deduce or imagine where Jiang Yu's confidence came from, but after seeing Jiang Yu's performance in the café, she was willing to believe that this junior who seemed to be jack-in-the-box.

She was looking forward to how much surprise Jiang Yu would bring her when she opened the lid.

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Jiang Yu in front of the piano, his two hands are close, far away, close and far away...... There is a momentary intersection in the song, but it is fleeting.

After passing the high of the middle section, the sound of the piano gradually calmed down. It's still the same tune looping back and forth, like the whispers of lovers in your ear.

The momentary silence was just for a more violent outburst of emotion, and the strength of Jiang Yu's fingers gradually increased, and the frequency of movement gradually increased.

Looking at the singing and dancing fingers on the piano, Jiang Yu's thoughts were flying.

Did you think of countless nights listening to Canon brushing up on questions? Or was it the Canon variations that he played to someone with the purest and most sincere feelings in the quiet classroom that day? Or maybe when he couldn't sleep all night, he played Canon quietly until he fell asleep unconsciously?

In Jiang Yu's eyes, Canon has never been a cheerful song.

At least for as long as he can remember, events with Canon as background music were mostly not happy. Even a short-lived pleasure can be overwhelmed by the endless pathos and sorrow that follows.

But on the contrary, what Canon gave him was a positive force. Teach him to be unswerving until death, remind him to persevere, and remind him that life is not only about the present, but also about poetry and distance.

The emotions represented by music change with the author's emotions, and even the same song sung by the same singer will have different meanings in different periods. And these meanings often follow the work, so that many listeners can empathize.

Kasumigaoka's gently tapping fingers had stopped, and she felt the sunshine of spring from Jiang Yu's song, as well as the faint sadness mixed with it.

It's like diving into a deep blue sea, at first, you will be amazed by its beauty, and the further down you go, the more you will feel the dark tide and sadness.

Mizuno Aine looked at Jiang Yu in surprise and admiration from the side of the stage. She didn't have a shift when Jiang Yu applied for a job last time, so she happened to not hear Jiang Yu's performance. When I came to work the next day, I heard the discussion of my colleagues, and I was skeptical about the evaluation of "super great pianist" in the mouth of this colleague.

When I saw him, I was also surprised by his youth, and because Jiang Yu was younger than her, I became more and more disbelieving in the evaluation of my colleagues, thinking that maybe he was just an average pianist.

Later, when he found out that Jiang Yu was not good at dealing with girls, he teased him a little. And now, Mizuno Ayane feels like she's about to become a fan of Jiang Yu.

Mizuno Ayane, who has been in conflict with her boyfriend recently, is naturally not in a good mood, but when she heard the song cannon flowing from Jiang Yu's subordinates, she immediately felt that these things were not a big deal.

Kyoko Kato also heard this piece of music played by Jiang Yu in the office, and she naturally recognized it as a variation of Canon.

Unlike the original version in D major, Jiang Yu's version does not have the sense of ritual and holiness of a choir, and at the same time, because it may only be a solo piano, the emotions that the pianist pours into the piece are amplified.

Whether the tone of a piece is happy or sad is usually easy to discern. But Kyoko Kato just experienced a bright sadness from Jiang Yu's Canon variations.

It's like a sugar man gradually melting in the winter sun. The child looked at the dazzling sunlight through the sugar man and licked it carefully, happy to have candy to eat, but sad for the death of the sugar man.

A pianist who is usually able to give people complex feelings through a piece is either highly skilled or has an extremely deep understanding of the piece, or has rich life experience.

Thinking that Jiang Yu is only sixteen or seventeen years old, he can only use the word "talent" to describe his innate proficiency in performance.

While Kyoko Kato sighed secretly, Jiang Yu's performance gradually came to an end.

The two voices chasing each other finally converge, and then the high sound of the piano gradually fades, like a movie with a happy ending, where the hero and heroine finally live a happy life after experiencing all kinds of setbacks. It left all the audience with infinite reverie and aftertaste.

One voice is calmly speaking, the other is jumping and dancing happily, and the last note falls together, and the two voices smile together, bow to the audience under the stage, and then quietly leave the curtain and close.

Jiang Yu, who stopped his finger movements, gasped slightly, calming his heart that was beating violently because of the performance. The surrounding audience applauded softly and expressed their heartfelt gratitude to the musicians who played such a beautiful piece.

In the corner where no one noticed, Doma wore a red jacket, tied up his beautiful long linen hair, restrained in a red beret with an unknown U.M.R. logo, brown hot pants, knee-length black stockings, and dark red boots.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Yu's neglect, he was still a little worried about whether there was a problem with his brother's part-time job on the first day. So he changed his equipment and lowered the brim of his hat to cheer for Jiang Yu.

Then he found that Jiang Yu did not make any mistakes, and he was ready to quietly listen to Jiang Yu's concert tonight.

And a girl who was busy grinding coffee beans in the back kitchen, listening to the tune coming from outside, gently evoked a beautiful arc that no one had ever seen.