"Wu Huan, get up, if you don't get up, you won't be able to catch up with the game."

Kindness? Who's calling me?

Shen Wuhuan got up from the bed in a daze.

The scent of lavender fills the air, and the sunlight shines through the window lattices on the sheets, bringing the fluffy stuffed dolls scattered around to life.

Taking a deep breath of this old aroma lifted her whole spirit, and then her lazy consciousness gradually recovered.

No, wasn't I practicing all night to participate in a major domestic competition, and finally fell asleep on the piano?

But what is this place now?

Pink wallpaper, light blue sheets, quilt covers, pillows and a room full of dolls of all kinds of small animals, an elegant princess bed with a curtain on top, looks a little exaggerated, and a huge poster of a man in a dress is pasted on the opposite wall...

Oh my God, this can't be a little girl's boudoir, right? Did you run to someone else's house for some reason and sleep in someone else's bed?

Although Shen Wuhuan lacks common sense, he also knows the importance of today's game to himself, if there is any scandal at this time, then he is really finished.

Suddenly, he saw the upright piano standing quietly in the corner of the room, covered with a dust cloth.

Shen Wuhuan belongs to the type of people who can't walk when they see the piano, and after struggling in his brain for 0.5 seconds, he didn't hesitate to remove the dust cloth and throw it on the ground at will, push open the lid, and observe the piano.

For a pianist who once held a concert in the Vienna Musikverein, he used a grand piano from childhood to adulthood, not that the upright piano is bad, but the customized performance-grade grand piano has a decisive difference in terms of keyboard touch and timbre and cotton thickness.

He caressed the keys obsessively, and the warm touch made him can't help but want to play an exciting movement.

As your fingers touch the keys, the single note is crisp and pleasant, and Yamaha's unique and peerless sound reaches the ear, like a baptism of the soul.

Immediately after the chords, the overtones are a little muddy, but they have a different taste, this is not a very good upright piano, and it is rare to have such overtones.

Scales, arpeggios, fingers, trills, octaves, Shen Wuhuan was like crazy and addicted to the timbre of this piano, he was completely immersed in the new "toy" in his hand, completely forgetting that he had been woken up before.

"Wu Huan, why do you play the piano? Hurry up and set off for breakfast, there is almost no time, eh, the dust cloth is casually thrown on the ground, what should I do this kid. ”

The sudden insertion of the voice made Shen Wuhuan stunned, he stopped the movement of his fingers, and turned his head to look, the person was a fresh and beautiful lady, about thirty years old and almost forty years old, but she had a different temperament, and her charm still made Shen Wuhuan a little stunned.

"Mom..."

Shen Wuhuan didn't know why he called out his mother, and he didn't notice that his originally thick voice became soft and soft.

"What's the matter, hurry up and get dressed, your dad still has something to tell you."

Although the woman who was called her mother by Shen Wuhuan complained in her tone, the doting in her eyes could be seen even by the blind, which was an absolute love for her children.

But the sound of "your father" made Shen Wuhuan feel excited, and for a while, two memories collided with each other, which was a memory belonging to another "Shen Wuhuan" in his mind.

Without thinking about it, he bypassed his mother and ran to the vanity mirror, in which a beautiful girl was reflected, about one meter six or five tall, with a pair of eyes on her petite face delicately carved on it like crystals, and just the right facial features made her temperament extremely dusty, like a fairy who had fallen into the dust, but at this time she frowned, her small mouth was slightly open, with an extremely complex expression on her face, and her eyes were confused and suspicious.

The mother looked at her daughter suspiciously, thinking that she was too nervous because she was going to participate in the competition today, so she casually put a dust cloth on the piano and left a sentence, "Hurry up, there is no time" and left Shen Wuhuan's boudoir.

Shen Wuhuan was extremely restrained, closed his eyes as if distinguishing every note on the music score, and sorted out the information in his brain one by one:

The beautiful little girl in front of her, whose name is also Shen Wuhuan, was nineteen years old, and at the age of eleven she went to Karlsruhe University of Music in Germany to study piano performance, but returned to China at the age of sixteen, and then has been idle at home, in the most glorious season of her life, she won 21 domestic piano performance awards, 7 international piano performance awards, and was nicknamed "Gold Medal Harvester"...

Shen Wuhuan was silent, he won so many awards at a young age, and then suddenly disappeared from the performance world, this...

Why is it so similar to my own experience?

It turns out that Shen Wuhuan in the world is also known as a piano prodigy, although he has not experienced such a brilliant experience as the beautiful little girl in front of him, but there is also an unstoppable trend.

At the age of 7, he was able to play Mozart's Piano Concerto KV488.

At the age of 8, he was able to play all of Mozart's piano "sonatas".

At the age of 9, he gave a formal piano recital in CQ City.

At the age of 11, he taught himself more than ten hours to play "La San" completely at CD speed.

With such an experience, there is no need to repeat the awards she has won in piano competitions at home and abroad, and he is one of the best pianists in the history of New CN.

It's a pity that CN has been introverted since ancient times, and Shen Wuhuan, who has only been accompanied by the piano all his life, lacks the corresponding mellowness, and speaks without considering the consequences.

As a result, he was decadent, lost his motivated spirit, and lacked the ability to survive, he lived in the home of a rich second-generation classmate in Beijing, but he suffered a car accident due to a quarrel and ran away, his hands were seriously injured, and his piano performance career was stranded.

But even so, the news newspapers still did not let him go, insisting that this was the result of his jealousy with the rich second generation and being retaliated against.

People don't explode in silence, they die in silence, Shen Wuhuan didn't want to die, so he broke out.

After overcoming the difficult rehabilitation after the trauma, it took 2 years, more than 8 hours of hard training every day, the piano has become an extension of his hands, and when he played the sonata again with his fingers full of scars, he shed tears of excitement, but this was not a tear of excitement, but a sadness for the end of his life, there were not so many miracles in the world.

A blind pianist may be an interesting selling point, but a pianist with an injured hand is an absolute stain, and no matter how inspirational it is, the pianist world doesn't need such a person.

This stems from the indispensable hand shape of piano playing, Shen Wuhuan's hands are stiff, even if his fingers can still play music, but he has lost the opportunity to be on the big stage - no one wants to pay to see a patient's twitching chicken feet, even if the chicken feet can play beautiful music.

So he decided to make the last curtain call in his life in today's game, but he didn't expect to be reborn in a little girl with a similar experience, but compared to what he encountered, the little girl in front of him was much luckier.

Shen Wuhuan looked at his slender and slender hands, this is a pair of pianists' dream palms, the palms are very wide, at least more than ten degrees, and even can challenge eleven degrees, excellent flexibility and finger flexibility that has been deliberately exercised since childhood are necessary conditions to become a pianist, with such a pair of hands, she has the confidence to play any music in the world.

In such a mood, Shen Wuhuan even forgot that she had become a woman, and she didn't feel anything about it, and being able to continue playing music at this time was something that no setback could stop.

Laboriously put on the women's clothes that her mother had chosen for her, she walked out of the room full of anxiety, came to the dining room, and saw her parents sitting at the table, she didn't know what expression to use for a while.

The word father has a great fear in her heart, she is afraid of her father's roar, and at the same time she can't do without her father's financial support, although he lived with his classmates in his previous life, although his classmates didn't say it, he could also see the look of parasites in the eyes of the other party.

She sat down slowly, and began to recall what kind of person her father was in this life.

The father in front of him is a mature and stable middle-aged man, with gold wire glasses, with the unique mature charm of a middle-aged man.

The father wiped his mouth with a napkin, raised his eyes, looked directly at Shen Wuhuan, and was hit by a sudden sight, Shen Wuhuan was like a frightened little animal, lowered his head, but he was unwilling to resist like this, and raised his eyes slightly to look at his father.

The father's eyes are not full of utilitarian ferocity, but like the mother, it is a light full of "love".

The father asked softly: "Xiaohuan, I haven't participated in the competition for a long time, do you have any confidence in today's competition?" ”

Shen Wuhuan had never seen his father speak in such a tone in his previous life, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, but his mother pushed her and said, "Your father is talking to you, why don't you talk to you, is it stupid?" ”

"Oh, oh, I have confidence, I've been practicing hard lately..."

Indeed, more than eight hours of practice a day is not diligent, so she doesn't know how to be diligent.

But my father was very dissatisfied, "Hmph, how did I hear your mother say that you have been watching cartoons lately?" That's all for kids, you're so old that you should think about your future. ”

Cartoon? I?

Shen Wuhuan looked confused, she had never seen this thing in her previous life, as long as there was music in her life, and other things were not important at all, but after thinking about the memory in her head, she found that the little girl named Shen Wuhuan in front of her was a complete anime fan, and she was still a well-known UP master on the largest video frequency (xing) communication (jiao) stream in China, and Shen Wuhuan left the performance circle because of the result of addiction to ACG.

Just when Shen Wuhuan was thinking wildly, Shen's father said: "Forget it, I don't care about your interests and hobbies, let's talk about the competition, your selection today, can Wen Hui's "Summer Sound Piano Sonata" be played well?" ”

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