Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Pianist in Reality and the Pianist in the Canyon

Since Ning Jing lived in his house, Ning Yuan's life and rest during this period were much more regular than before.

Don't do all-nighters at night, eat three meals a day on time, and no longer have that state of day and night reversal.

In fact, he was forced to be helpless, with his sister supervising here, if he dared not listen to the arrangement, he immediately reported to the big leader at home.

It's really no trick.

In the morning, after breakfast, I saw his sister dressing up, and then went back to the room to put on a new set of clothes and came out, carrying a bag in her hand.

"Are you going out?" Ning Yuan asked her.

"Hmm."

Ning Jing opened her mouth and asked, "Do you know where there is a piano shop near your home?" ”

"Piano shop?" Ning Yuan was puzzled, "You...... Going piano practice? ”

"Yes." Ning Jing nodded, "I haven't touched the piano in the past few days here, so I have to practice today." ”

"Oh, that's right...... No problem, I'll take you later. ”

After living for so long, he is very familiar with this area and knows where the nearby piano shop is.

"No need...... Just tell me where I am, I'll have to practice alone for a long time. ”

"It's okay, I don't have anything to do anyway, I'm idle and idle, I'll go with you."

"That's fine."

Then Ning Yuan washed his face, cleaned up casually, and went out with the two.

Not far from where they lived, there was a pedestrian street, which was a commercial district where people frequented nearby, with shops, restaurants, bars, Internet cafes and so on.

When he came here to surf the Internet before, Ning Yuan noticed that there was a piano shop near the Internet café he frequented.

Follow the house number and go up, at the location on the second floor.

The scale is quite large, the place is very spacious, and there are various musical instruments displayed everywhere, such as pianos, violins, guitars, drum kits, guzheng and so on.

In addition to selling and renting pianos, they also have special musical instrument training, and they can find professional teachers here for anything they want to learn.

There are also large and small separate rooms that are used as practice rooms.

I asked a little about it, and if you practice here, you can count it by the hour or by the month.

It's too lazy to bother, so I just rent it for a month, and I can practice for 4 hours a day, 200 yuan, which is not expensive.

Then, led by the owner of the piano shop, I went to a simple piano room, with a black Yamaha upright piano and a small sofa.

"You practice, I'll listen here for a while."

Ning Yuan threw himself on the sofa and lay down unceremoniously as he spoke.

Ning Jing walked to the piano, lifted the piano lid, put a few thick piano books in the bag on the stand, and then sat down.

Generally, if you practice the piano, you will pay attention to the order.

Basically, I started with the most basic etudes, then polyphony, and slowly my hands warmed up, and when I got into the state, I started to play some music.

Ning Jing opened the book, put her hands flat, touched the keys with her slender fingers, waited quietly for a moment, and then began to play.

First, he played a few pieces from the "Czerny Etudes", then "Chopin Etudes", "Bach's Compositions" and so on.

Ning Yuan lay on the sofa, holding the back of his head with both hands, closed his eyes, and listened silently.

Even though he had never studied the piano, he could tell whether it was an etude or a piece.

Etudes are mainly for technical training, the melody is not necessarily good, and generally there is no musicality.

Needless to say, in addition to the technique, the melody and emotion should be covered, and the things that are played should be appreciated and aesthetically pleasing.

Of course, there is also the feeling of being able to play the etude into the music, which is a master.

The sound of flipping books and the sound of piano music echoed in the piano room, from a little jerky at the beginning, to the more mature timbre later, the rhythm was stable, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Well, almost.

After the basic exercises, the music is then played.

The piece Ning Jing played was Chopin's "Fantasy Improvisation".

The technical difficulty of this piece can only be said to be medium, and the level is almost 10 amateur levels, but from its musicality, it can definitely be called a world-class classic.

At the beginning is an impassioned allegro, in the middle it is a slow line, and in the third part it is a faster-paced rapid.

The rhythm is distinct, the melody is prominent, and the transition should be free to retract and release, and then the emotion should also change with it.

The sound of the music echoed in Ning Yuan's ears, and he still listened with his eyes closed.

The beat of the playing is just right, neither grabbing nor slow.

Passionate, soothing, calm, unrestrained, perfectly integrated into the corresponding paragraphs, telling all the emotions that the music itself wants to express, incisively!

Even if he is a layman in classical music, he can hear that this is definitely up to the level of performance!

"Good!"

When the playing was over, Ning Yuan applauded for the first time.

It's so exciting!

"Oh! Well played! ”

Ning Yuan stood up, walked to her side, and praised her: "Sister, when did you become so powerful?" ”

Ning Jing smiled slightly: "It's normal." ”

"Be humble, be humble."

Ning Jing took a short break and paused, and then began to play it a second time.

This time, it was much smoother than the first time.

The fingers dance deftly on the black and white keys, and the body seems to follow the melody gently swaying, and the emotion of playing is naturally expressed.

Like a water lotus, the wind blows and flutters gently.

Sitting in front of the piano and playing the piano, she was wearing a black V-neck dress, her jet-black hair was scattered like a waterfall on her back, her delicate collarbone was bordered by a slender neck, and her slender waist was not grasped.

She was slightly emaciated and a little pale.

Elegant, delicate, with a bit of morbid beauty, it is very moving.

Ning Yuan, who was standing next to the piano, listened to the melodious piano music, and began to sigh again in his heart.

I have to admit that this girl is indeed good enough, has good academic performance, and has many specialties, especially the piano, which is really a genius level.

Although it is just a hobby in leisure time, it is not inferior to the professional level at all.

In the student piano competition in the city, she won the first place several times.

On the other hand, when I was studying, my grades were not good, and I didn't know what I was good at, and the only thing I was better at was playing games.

What a comparison...... Isn't that the gap coming out?

It's weird, they were all born to the same mother, why is he like he has violated the laws of biological heredity?

No wonder from childhood to adulthood, my mother always said that his sister was a carved treasure jade, and he was the leftover scraps.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan sighed, slightly sad.

Alas, you say, why can't his sister's artistic germs infect him?

But when I think about it, I don't seem to be so useless.

He can't play the piano, but he can buckle the keyboard!

His sister is a real-life pianist.

Then he is the pianist in the canyon!

Isn't it pretty much the same!