"Xiaoya, I'm sorry, my sister hasn't touched the piano for a long time, and the music she plays is soulless, so you better ask your teacher." Mu Qiao said apologetically to He Ya.

"It's okay, it's okay, just play one, just play one? Really, just play one song! He Ya is still a little unwilling, in fact, she has long known Sister Qiaoqiao, every time she takes piano lessons, her teacher will always compare her with them, saying that if they are as talented as Sister Qiaoqiao, she won't have to be so tired and tired, and as a genius teacher, it is not only an affirmation of her level, but also the foundation of showing off! So she must not let this opportunity go away so easily!

“…… This, He Ya, my sister really can't play! Sister didn't lie to you! ”

"You liar, you play so well, I've heard of it, how can you not play!"

"My sister's hand was injured before, and she hasn't talked about the piano since, so she can't play." Mu Qiao was still very patient to explain.

"Then, then I'll play it, can you help me guide me?" He Ya knew that after Mu Qiao's hand was injured, she decided to take a step back.

"You kid, I really can't do anything about you, okay, my sister promised you." After all, I can't escape.

Then the two went upstairs together to He Ya's room. He Ya's room was a typical princess room, pink everywhere, which was very much in line with her little girl's preferences, except for the white piano near the floor-to-ceiling window, like angel wings, sacrosanct.

"Sister, you sit here, I'll go get the piano score." He Ya pushed Mu Qiao to the soft stool and sat down, then turned to go to the bookshelf to get the score.

The fact that she placed the score in a special place, rather than at random, shows that she really loves music, and once upon a time, she did the same. Mucho felt a little ridiculous. Touching the black and white keys, a familiar emotion was awakened from the deepest part of my heart, can I really still have music?

"Sister, let's play this one." He Ya put the sheet music she found on the piano stand, then straightened her posture, adjusted her mentality, and began her playing.

The melodious sound of the piano kept coming from He Ya's fingertips, and her eyes kept shuttling on the keys and scores, as if she had integrated herself into the sound of the piano.

After playing a song, He Ya also came back to her senses from her own world and asked Mu Qiao cautiously: "Sister, what's the matter, how is it?" ”

"You play very well, and the tone is relatively accurate, at your age, I think you have put in the effort, but you pay too much attention to your keys and ignore your emotions about this song, so it sounds as indifferent as an electronic sound, which may be what your teacher said has no soul." Mu Qiao gave the most professional evaluation, which did not break the little girl's heart, gave pertinent praise, and also put forward her shortcomings.

"That's what my teacher said, but I just don't know how to inject emotion, and I'm afraid, afraid that I'll make a mistake."

"Silly girl, at your age, it's normal to play wrong sometimes, and those top masters will also play wrong, but they are better than practice makes perfect, and they can play a song dozens of times, or even hundreds of times to get today's results, why are you in a hurry? As for how to inject feelings, when you go to the outside world, or compose your own music, you will naturally understand. Mucho comforted her.

"Really, sister, will you also play the wrong one? So why can't you inject emotion into the tune now? He Ya still remembers Mu Qiao saying that her songs have no soul.

"Maybe it's because I've lost someone who injected emotion into my music. Okay, you keep practicing, my sister is out. Without giving He Ya a chance to speak, Mu Qiao got up and left.

No matter how warm the world is, but without the company of the people you love most, you still can't feel that temperature. Dad, are you disappointed in me now?