"This is my practice room."

At this time, Liang Gong brought Mao Xue to a very large practice room, in which there was a big piano with a black frame and white keys, all of which did not reveal elegance without exception.

"It's...!" Mao Xue looked at the huge practice room and looked at a loss for a while.

"This is where we practice in the future, I am about to participate in the National Piano Player Competition, if you are good enough, you can be my accompanist to participate together." Suzumiya smiled.

"All... National Pianist Competition...! Abba Baba Aba! Uyuki fell into chaos.

"Why don't we work together first and see how well we understand each other?" Suzumiya sat down on the piano as he spoke, rubbing his palms and preparing to start.

"What are you kidding? In the national competition, a half-baked violinist like me may not be able to compete even in ordinary competitions. Although Mao Xue said this, she still put the violin's playing stick on the violin: "Don't blame me for my bad playing, I... I... I'm stupid. ”

"It's okay, I just like stupid!" Liang Gong said with a smile.

"You...!" Mao Xue just wanted to get angry, but it was true that he was a talented pianist in front of him on the first day of Tokyo, and he was indeed like a fool in front of him.

"So are you ready?"

"Well, let's get started!"

With the trembling of Liang Gong's fingers, the melodious piano sound was transmitted in the air, and Mao Xue also pulled the violin in his hand.

Someday~ in a dream ~dreaming~a place in the moonlight

Your shadow ~hovering~ by my side

I miss ~ the moment of flowers and tears

Disappear imperceptibly ~ in front of your eyes

Flowers are flying~ Tears are lingering

Dodge the candlelight on that deserted corner

I can't catch it in the dream~ At that moment

Does anyone know where you met it~ Pick up the noodles

Moonlight reflects the side face on the surface of the lake

You seem to be reflected in my mind

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The melodious accompaniment between the piano and the violin mingled, accompanied by the chorus of the two, and for a moment it seemed that all the air was condensed in this moment, quietly enjoying all this.

"Hiss~!" With the sound of the violin breaking, this atmosphere was directly broken and fell into embarrassment.

"Yes~ I'm sorry." Mao Xue suddenly stopped what she was doing and said nervously, her face full of apologies.

"It's okay!" At this time, Liang Gong's hands were still bouncing on the keys, and his face was full of sunny smiles: "Before the song is finished, you can't stop, this is respect for the song!" ”

"Oh...! Good... Good! Mao Xue, who reacted, continued to pull the violin in her hand, although the rhythm was no longer right, but it seemed that both of them were immersed in this atmosphere, very cheerful and happy, with the music continuing to sound, both of them were immersed in this song, engrossed in playing!

Finished!

"Bang Bang...!" Ryomiya applauded: "Dedicated to my future accompanist Mao Xue!" ”

"What... What? If you think I'm not pulling well, just say it, what does this mean? Mock me? If you want to taunt, just say okay, anyway... I'm used to things like this. Uyuki lowered her head in frustration.

"I can see that your skills are good, and the violin that should be played should be very good, at least it shouldn't break the sound!"

After thinking for a while, Suzumiya said, "The problem should be the violin in your hand!" ”

Suzumiya said as he walked towards the snow!

Liang Gong looked at the violin in Mao Xue's hand, the very worn violin had a few clumsy pieces of tape attached to it, and it seemed that it had been some years.

"I think you should change to a violin." Liang Gong said slowly.

"No, this is the only thing my mother left me before she died, it is a very memorable thing, I want to take it with me, just like my mother is by my side." Mao Xue said with a little excitement.

"Ahh However, some commemorative things should be kept for commemoration! It should be more easily damaged in reality like yours, not to mention that what is used to commemorate is not suitable for performance, it is only suitable for commemoration, such as hanging on the wall or placing it at the head of the bed. Liang Gong said slowly at the snow in front of him.

"I'm not going to leave it, don't think about it!" Mao Xue hugged the violin tightly in her arms.

"I think your mother, leaving you the violin, should be in the hope that you will become a good violinist in the future, instead of holding the violin she left for you like now, and constantly breaking the sound and making mistakes, if your mother sees you with this attitude, she should regret leaving this violin to you!"

The boy who exuded gentleness in the cool palace continued: "There are many ways to commemorate it, like I said, you can hang it on the wall, you can put it on the pillow, or make it into a barrier souvenir protected by glass, but your mother left your violin to you, definitely not to let you hold her violin now, your mother's real meaning should be to make you a good violinist, if you continue to be like this and can't leave this shabby violin, your mother's expectations will be disappointed." ”

"You...!" Mao Xue was so stunned by the Liang Gong in front of her that she couldn't speak, but what Liang Gong said was indeed not unreasonable, the purpose of the violin that her mother left for her was indeed to hope that she could become an excellent violinist, and she was now holding this worn-out violin left by her mother and doing nothing, was it really what she did wrong?

Mao Xue fell into deep thought for a while.

"The first round of the National Piano Player Competition will start tomorrow, and my violinist has decided that it will be you, so prepare well." Liang Gong said as he walked out of the huge training room: "Gather here at eight o'clock tomorrow, if you release my pigeons, I will be embarrassed without the accompaniment of the violinist, today and later I will come here to train hard!" ”

Suzumiya said as he left the place.

"I haven't decided if I want to be your accompanist yet, hey! Don't make such private decisions. Mao Xue shouted excitedly.

Then he looked at the violin in his hand, and there were cracks on it, and the slightest crack was shattered at the edge.

"Mother's expectations, I really did it wrong."