In the quiet of the afternoon, the soft sound of the piano came from the small music room. He Beifan sat in the center of the piano bench, his slender fingers shuttling between the interlaced black and white keys, giving birth to different beautiful notes.

"Beifan, I'll bring you food back." Zhong Yuze walked into the music room with the hot meal he had just bought from outside. Beifan's eyes were slightly closed, and the sunlight was shining warmly on him through the window, and he didn't notice Yu Ze's arrival at all.

"Hey, He Beifan, stop playing, let's eat." Yu Ze approached him and placed the plastic lunch box on the stand of the upright piano.

At this time, Beifan opened his eyes and came to his senses, "Yu Ze, you take it away quickly, the piano is not a place to put sundries, don't crush it." ”

"This thing can be crushed, too." Yu Ze really gained a lot of knowledge, looking at He Beifan's iceberg face, he hurriedly picked up the box lunch, "Beifan, you can eat quickly, the food will be cold later." ”

"Don't rush me, I'm not hungry, it's a party in a few hours, I don't want to be ashamed." Bei Fan didn't look back, only thinking about the black and white keys in front of him.

"No, who said you were ashamed." Yu Ze pouted, "You're not afraid of stomach pain in the afternoon." ”

"Hey, when did you become so verbose, how could I be so squeamish." Beifan is tireless when he plays the piano, and naturally he has no heart for tea and dinner.

"You, the stomach is a child, if you don't treat it well, it will make a child's temper." Yu Ze sat by the window, still carrying a plastic bag in his hand.

"The piano is still a child, and it needs to be taken care of." Beifan's casual words made Zhong Yuze feel helpless.

"Okay, okay, you're awesome, I can't talk about you." Yu Ze didn't want to argue with him anymore, and sat quietly in front of the window, watching He Beifan's fingertips fly on the piano keys.

Such a time is always beautiful, the melodious sound of the piano filled the entire music room, and the two of them were silent until He Beifan pressed the last note. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt his fingertips burn.

"Okay, now you can rest for a while, you can see what time it is." Yu Ze glanced down at his watch.

Who knows, Beifan is like being nailed to the piano bench, motionless, "You take the piano score away." He said lightly.

"What are you doing? What do you do with the sheet music taken away? Yu Ze was puzzled and slowly approached him.

"You take the sheet music away, I want to see if I can get it down." Beifan stood up and moved his body.

Yu Ze's head grew when he heard his words, "Brother, let's stop making trouble, okay?" No one asked you to memorize the score, aren't you looking for trouble? ”

"Ze, I just want to see if I've reached this level of proficiency. After all, I've been practicing for a long time and looking for some sense of accomplishment. Beifan watched as Yu Ze took the score away from the music rack.

"Slow down." He Beifan admonished uneasily, and sat back on the piano bench. Zhong Yuze looked at him helplessly, "Fan, are you eating lunch?" ”

"Uzawa, I don't care. Don't bother me, try to go through it all over again. He Beifan is so stubborn, how can Zhong Yuze be able to shake it in a sentence or two.

Bei Fan adjusted his state, concentrated, and his fingers skimmed skillfully over the keys. The clock on the wall was turning little by little, and the time passed minute by minute, but Beifan didn't notice it.

"Quiet Afternoon" is a piano piece selected by Beifan himself, and it is also the repertoire he has practiced most often recently. Naturally, he tried his best to play it well.

In the afternoon, in the sweet daylight, in an ordinary but comfortable piano room, a young man sat in front of the piano stand. The years are staggered, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the hustle and bustle outside the window is isolated in the soft sound of the piano.

Beifan imagines his future like PIA

Oboy, like him, sits in front of the old piano that has accompanied him for many years, and gets inspiration in the quietest time to create his own piano music.

When he stopped, the whole music room fell silent, and outside the window was the rustle of leaves as the wind blew.

"Fan, you're hungry, let's eat." Woo Ze's patience is excellent, and he is willing to be a listener and companion most of the time.

Bei Fan stood up, sweat dripping down the side of his ears, but his cheeks didn't look tired, "Let's play here today, save a little energy, and I'm going to perform officially in the afternoon." ”

"Look at the sweat on your face." Yu Ze lifted the lid of the plastic lunch box, "It's noon, the music room is so hot, there is not even an air conditioner." ”

"The school has limited funds." Beifan took out the wooden chopsticks in the plastic bag and joked. The aroma of chicken nuggets stewed with potatoes quickly captured him, and he smiled, his handsome face was as breezy as a breeze, "Why did you remember to bring me chicken?" ”

"Our music talent is working so hard, working overtime for the party, and we still have to eat something good?" Yu Ze touched the box of rice, "Look at you, what are you doing so seriously, the rice is cold." ”

"It's cold, it's cold, as long as you can fill your stomach." Beifan took two bites, picked out another piece of pure meat, and handed it to Yu Ze's mouth, "It's so boring to eat alone, you can eat a little more with me." ”

Yu Ze's body leaned back, "I've already eaten, and this is specially for you." Looking at He Beifan's gobbling up, he was even more uncomfortable, "I don't understand, Beifan, why do you want to play the piano at noon?" ”

Bei Fan tried to swallow the chicken nuggets in his mouth to make his voice clearer, "The afternoon time is my favorite. At the very least, I can do what I like while everyone is sleeping. ”

"Don't you feel tired, then?" Yu Ze didn't sleep, only feeling swept up by a sense of sleepiness.

"Sleepy, yes." Beifan held the box of rice in one hand, "But it's good to get used to it." A few years ago, when I practiced at the piano shop, I always practiced until the afternoon. ”

"Why so late?" Yu Ze was a little surprised, and more distressed.

"Because I didn't play well enough, I still wanted to take the exam, so I was always left alone by the teacher to practice." It was a painful experience in the eyes of others, but it was laughed and talked by Beifan.

"You're still going to be left alone?" Yu Ze became more and more confused.

"That's right." Bei Fan raised his eyes, "What?" You still don't believe it. I often fell asleep on the piano and was dragged up by the teacher. He didn't feel bad when he said that.

"Learning the piano is so hard, you never want to give up?" Yu Ze began to admire him.

"Of course I did." Beifan seemed to fall into the memory, "Especially when I was hit by him by mistake, I wanted to cry in pain." Then I persuaded myself that I wouldn't come back tomorrow, but I would still go the next day. ”

"Later, I figured it out too. I've given so much for this thing, and I'm reluctant to give up. His words were very light but enough to hit Yu Ze's heart, "Your piano teacher still beats people, why is he like this?" ”

"No way, I'm too stupid." Bei Fan shook his head helplessly, "It's common for the palms of your hands to be swollen. But I didn't hate him at all, he made me fall in love with music. Without him, I wouldn't have practiced the piano hard. ”

Seeing that Yu Ze looked at him silently, He Beifan continued, "Do you know, Yu Ze? I've always had a dream to become like PIA

As a music creator like Oboy, I never thought that one day I would leave the piano business, but now ......"

He choked up when he said this, "Forget it, don't mention this unhappy thing." At today's party, I will definitely give my best performance. ”

"Alright, Beifan." Yu Ze patted him on the shoulder, more like comforting him, "With you, our class's program will definitely be outstanding." As he spoke, he carefully put the sheet music back on the music stand.

"Then for sure, He Beifan's piano has always played very well." Bei Fan turned his head and saw Deng Wen appear at the door of the music room.

"Why are you here?" Yu Ze glanced at him, and suddenly became serious, "I don't sleep at noon, what are you doing here?" ”

"The music room is not opened by your house, why, I still have to say hello to you?" Deng Wen raised his head with a disgusting smile on his face, "I'm here to see He Beifan playing the piano." ”

"How did you know I was here?" Bei Fan was full of doubts, but on the surface, he was still unfazed.

"When I went downstairs, I heard the sound of a piano, so I naturally looked for it." Deng Wen walked to the piano, "Why, you don't play anymore, sit in the music room and eat." ”

"You're late, I'm done. Go back and don't bother me. Beifan didn't want to say anything to someone like Deng Wen, just looking at him would make him feel sick to his stomach.

"He Beifan, why are you so arrogant, I can't figure it out, why did Zhou Wanni choose you to recite the poems in the class?" Deng Wen's jealousy was undoubtedly exposed, "I can also play the piano, why didn't she choose me?" ”

"If you want to play, I can give you this position as well. Just performing in front of a few people, you are nervous, and the party gives you a platform, do you dare? He Beifan stood up, Deng Wen was stunned for seconds, and he couldn't say a word.

After a long time, he smiled awkwardly, "If you don't play, then you can just sit there and listen to me play." ”

"You don't have to look at me like that, since we all like music, then I won't bother you to practice. Uzawa, let's go. With that, he put up his unfinished lunch again and walked to the outside of the music room.

"Deng Wen, aren't you unconvinced? See you in a few hours. After speaking, Yu Ze waved his hand at him and followed He Beifan's footsteps. Only Deng Wen was left sitting alone on the piano bench.

"You're amazing, aren't you?" Deng Wen smashed the black and white keys of the piano fiercely, and when he saw the "Quiet Afternoon" placed on the music shelf, he ripped it off and tore the two to pieces.

The afternoon sun is still so gentle, "He Beifan, I want to see, how do you explain today's party?" Deng Wen smiled, looking at the score that was torn by himself, and there was a nameless pleasure in his heart.