[What about now, will it still be uncomfortable?] The system asked,

Xia Qingyu shook his head, [For a moment, it's okay now. It's just that I think,] she rubbed her temples, and this stimulation cleared the brain a little bit.

[The trigger of the memory twice, the wedge is the piano, no, it is the sound of the piano to be exact. I think that memory must be too important to the original owner to touch easily. She swallowed the latter sentence in her throat.

Just as he was communicating with the system, Xia Qingyu heard the sound of the piano.

[System? She sat up suddenly, trying to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.

[Someone is playing the piano in the hall.] The Czech Republic jumped to the ground, "Do you want to go and see it?" 】

[Hmm.] Tidy up the wrinkles on your clothes from just lying on the bed, and if there's anything wrong with me, please be sure to warn me. I followed the sound of the piano and went out.

Along the corridor to the hall, a person in front of the piano placed in the center on the first floor, playing very slowly, very unfamiliarly, as if he was not very familiar with the score, often playing wrong. If you don't remember, you can only try one tone at a time.

The person lowered his head and staggered the height of several floors, Xia Qingyu couldn't see who he was.

I made a mistake again, looking at the people below, Xia Qingyu thought so. Only this time, this person tried several notes but couldn't find the right one, and he looked a little distressed.

"One more chromatic scale." After a while, Xia Qingyu walked behind the person and couldn't help but remind him. The man who had been focused on his own world suddenly realized it and turned back sharply.

"Uh, Leng Xuan?" Unexpectedly, it was someone he knew, and Xia Qingyu was also stunned.

"Small-" Seeing the person in front of him clearly, Leng Xuan choked back the words behind him, "It's Miss Xia." ”

"Sorry for making you laugh." He smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'm not very good at playing." ”

Having said that, Xia Qingyu could see that the hand he placed on the piano and the posture of playing the piano was very standard. Although he only put it up casually, the back of his hand was very balanced, and it was not easy to collapse like a beginner; The fingers hang down naturally, the first joint stands straight, the thumb touches the key on the outside of the fingertip, and the whole hand is in a semicircle.

It's a skillful posture just a casual pose, and it's more like someone who hasn't played the piano for a long time than a novice.

Xia Qingyu didn't plan to break it, but she was a little curious, "Why don't you sit down and play?" ”

Yes, from beginning to end, this person just stood by the piano, piecing together the melody of the song with one hand, as if he was going to leave in the next second.

"Well," Leng Xuan pondered for a while before giving an answer, "It's just that I'm a little curious and want to play, so I didn't think about it so much, I think it's so convenient." ”

"Miss Xia seems to understand quite well, the guidance just now can be said to hit the nail on the head," he took a step back and gave up his position, "I wonder if I have the honor to listen to Miss Xia play a song?" ”

Xia Qingyu could only wave his hand helplessly, "I'm sorry, I don't actually know how to play the piano, just now I just intuitively felt that the tone was more appropriate, if I guessed correctly, it might be my luck, right?" ”

Intuition – is it? Leng Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that he had just been a little rude, "I'm sorry," I always felt that I was sorry today, and it seemed that I had said a lot. "It's me who is a little embarrassed Miss Xia."

"But Miss Xia's talent in music really makes me admire." His voice drifted a little, his gaze returned to the piano, and he turned to stroke the keys with his fingers.

do~Re~mi~

The crisp sound echoed in the hall, because of the architectural structure, the small sound seemed very loud, if not every room was well soundproofed, it would definitely be noisy to the guests.

"Hey, can you play the little star?" Leng Xuan asked suddenly.

He sat down at the piano and finally put his other hand on the piano as well, this time obviously more proficient.

Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of small stars.

He plays the Little Star Variations, a 12-part variation based on Mozart's French song "Mama Please Listen to Me", which has a romantic and dreamy theme, consisting of six quarter notes and one half note to form a light melody. But few people know that the lyrics of the song were actually filled in after the writer's death.

It is only when the lyrics are put aside that the old folk atmosphere of the song is stronger, from Andante to Allegro, the variations on the simple and simple original melody are cute and occasionally charming, and can easily touch people's heartstrings.

The question just now didn't seem to need an answer, one person played seriously, one person listened carefully, and the Czech Republic followed Xia Qingyu closely, afraid that something would go wrong with her.

"What, you can't even play a little star?"

The boy looked up and down at the person in front of him, pretending to be old and holding his chin, "The clothes are untidy and not school uniforms, this point is still dangling in the music room......"

"You're not going to skip class too, are you?"

The girl didn't speak, her eyes were very muna, and she shrank back like a frightened rabbit when she approached slightly.

"What are you so afraid of me for?" The boy didn't understand, "Don't come out and talk just now if you're so daring." ”

"But you're still pretty good, I've been playing for so long, and the teacher hasn't heard anything wrong......" The boy pouted disdainfully, "It's terrible." ”

When it came to music, the girl's nervousness eased a lot, and she tentatively took a step closer, and then quietly moved herself to the piano.

"I'm so annoyed," said the boy to vent his emotions when he forced him to learn the piano, "and they don't know how to do it themselves, and they require me to be proficient in everything." Hmph, it's only worthy of being fooled by me. ”

"If you want me to learn this and that, if I don't learn well, I still say that I don't work hard enough, you see how other people's families are...... Will they themselves? ”

"But you're better than them," the boy said after a long time of nagging himself, only to notice that the girl had walked up to the piano by herself, staring intently at the black and white keys in front of her. "Hey, let's make friends!"

The boy held out his hand to her, but she was frightened and flinched back. Several times to no avail, the girl bit her lower lip and did not respond, which made the boy a little irritable.

"Hey, you don't have to, do you?" grabbed the girl's arm, "Just a word, as for it?" ”

But he was stunned for a moment, for the girl was clearly trembling, and was trying to pump her hand. found that he couldn't pull it back, and the tears began to fall down, and just like that, he didn't make a sound quietly.

As a little gentleman who was required to learn all kinds of etiquette since he was a child, even if he tried to be arrogant in disobedience, he did not do such a thing as making girls shed tears. This kind of non-noisy tears made him feel like a punch on cotton, and there was a kind of depression that had nowhere to vent.

"Zheng Zheng~"

As the two tugged, his other arm touched the keys, making a loud noise, and the girl's attention was diverted at once.

As if a switch had been flipped up, the boy watched the girl's reaction, tentatively letting his right hand play on the piano, at first with a simple creeping note, and then with a primary nursery rhyme that could be done with one hand.

As he expected, the girl's attention was completely absorbed, and she stopped struggling, and her eyes no longer dodged when they met him, but opened widely, reflecting the light on the boom. The longing that flows from there is pure and yearning, as if what you see is not a simple playing.

It's her whole world.

Seeing that the girl's mood finally stabilized, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the other hand that was holding the girl, sat back in front of the piano, and seriously completed the piece just now-Little Star Variations.

The construction of the music classroom is very focused on sound aesthetics, not to mention that this is a special classroom for an aristocratic school, the size of the room, the material of the inner wall of the room, and the placement of the music equipment are very particular. Even if the boy is playing a simple variation, there is a sense of déjà vu listening to a concert between the silence of the two people.

As soon as the boy looked back to say something, he saw one of the girl's hands over his perspective, carefully and tentatively on the keys, because she had not been systematically trained, and she would only tap one note at a time.

1-1-5-5-6-6-5——

Picking up the end note, the girl repeated the opening melody, glad that she was able to make the instrument sound like that.

"That," the boy's voice was much quieter than at first, for fear of disturbing the girl at this time,

"Make a friend, my name is Leng Xuan."

My name is Leng Xuan. This sentence carried an echo, and Xia Qingyu suddenly shook out of his memory.

The last note of the variation also just fell, and the person sitting in front of the piano hung his head slightly, and some long bangs blocked his expression at the moment. The two of them were silent one after the other, and the scene was the same as back then.

[Xia Qingyu! Xia Qingyu! The system shouted in his head, and at the same time, the Czech Republic also bit Xia Qingyu's trouser leg and pulled it back, and there was a snoring threat in his throat.

Can you hear me! Xia Qingyu! If you don't answer, I'm going to bite you! 】

[Don't!] Keep people under your mouth! Finally reacted at this critical point, Xia Qingyu responded with the fastest reaction speed in his life.

[You ...... just now] trouser legs were finally freed from the wolfdog's mouth, wrinkled with saliva, [I didn't care what I called you just now, the whole person seemed to be stunned. 】

[Well, I just remembered something. Xia Qingyu looked at the people in front of him, the lights in the hall were very bright, the white grand piano style was very beautiful, and Leng Xuan sat in front of him alone to complete the first piece, like a performance. And after the curtain ended, he couldn't wait for the audience.

"You," Xia Qingyu just raised his hand, Leng Xuan took a quick step to collect his expression, stood up and covered the piano lid, and smiled as gently as ever, as if he had met him for the first time in the Zhao family.

"Look at me, I just bounced up talking to myself," he pushed the chair away, "I'm at my level, so I usually play to entertain myself, and I'm ugly." ”

"Where, it's a good play." Xia Qingyu replied, "I like this piece very much. Her eyes were fixed on Leng Xuan, not missing any of his small movements.

His eyes were crooked with a smile, revealing a very honored expression, "This night with you is very pleasant, Miss Xia Qingyu." ”

chatted casually for a few words and was about to leave, but when Xia Qingyu walked to the stairs, he was suddenly stopped by Leng Xuan,

"Hey!" He leaned on the handrail of the stairs, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his bow tie was pulled down by him, and he rarely looked like a merry rich boy. "When are you going to release an album, come to my company?"