295. As long as it gives a smile to people's faces
The next morning, the second class of the second grade
"Suzuki, what's wrong with your fingers?" In the morning, General Tang Zegui came over to talk to Yuhito Suzuki.
"Me." Yuhito Suzuki stretched out his hand, and almost every finger was wrapped with bandages and band-aids: "I wear it for piano practice, so I can prevent my nails from breaking and bleeding." β
He said he panicked.
In fact, he practiced too hard last night, and his nails were already broken and bleeding, and some of his fingers also showed symptoms such as bruises, pain, and spasms, so he had to cover the wounds on his fingers with these things
If it weren't for the Kasugabe teacher who specially gave him a finger massage to invigorate blood and relax his muscles, it would be a question of whether he could come to school today.
"Hey, you're working too hard for that super ~big~ girl!" General Tang Zegui was very happy after hearing this, and showed an old fatherly smile:
"It's not in vain that I gave you the assist, you have to take her down!"
"Haha, I'll do my best~" Yuhito Suzuki smiled weakly.
Not to mention that according to his progress, he can learn the piano again before the cultural festival.
Even if he really succeeds, Hanami Sawahara won't like herself because of this kind of thing, right? She's a rich lady, and she's not a light hero!
However, his desire to help these "freelance musicians" will not change, so today he still pours out his energy to learn piano.
The first period of the morning is a math class, and the math teacher draws a picture on the blackboard to explain:
"Today we are going to talk about the advanced application of the Pythagorean theorem, also known as the Pythagorean theorem"
Yuhito Suzuki casually looked out the window, thinking about the piano knowledge that Kasugabe Teacher taught him yesterday.
"Da, da, da" his fingers moved, tapping lightly on the table as if playing a piano.
The second class is a Chinese class.
"Da, da, da" Yuhito Suzuki tapped his fingertips on the table while looking at the textbook in a daze.
The third lesson, Biology class.
"Da, da, da"
At noon, rooftop.
"Hey, Suzuki-san's crazy!" General Tang Zegui pointed to Huang Mao, who was quickly tapping the railing with his fingers, and exclaimed:
"I think he's been playing the piano for a day, you can't be crazy, are you?"
"It's okay, I'm practicing the strength of my fingers." Yuhito Suzuki picked up the vegetables with chopsticks with one hand, and continued to hit the railing with his fingertips with the other:
"You have to practice before the cultural festival."
"Whatever, let him play by himself." Genji Takatsuki glanced at it and said coldly, "I've never seen him so serious." β
"Speaking of which, where did the seniors go?" Mizuhashi Eihime held the rice ball and took a bite gently: "I don't seem to have seen him for the past two days." β
"He. He's going to work on the art club and the kendo club. General Tang Zegui explained: "If you go to do some work at noon, you can complete the task as soon as possible, he said." β
"The seniors are really diligent~" Mizuhashi Hideki couldn't help but admire: "I have to work harder." β
While everyone was chatting, Yuhito Suzuki swallowed the last bite of the bento, got up and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first, sorry for missing you!" β
"Hey, where are you going?" Tang Zegui looked at him in confusion.
"I'm going to the music class~" Yuhito Suzuki smiled, "I haven't touched the piano in the morning, and I feel itchy hands, so let's practice before the lunch break is over." β
"You're really crazy." General Tang Zegui sighed.
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In the empty music classroom, Yuhito Suzuki played the piano jerkyly.
"I feel like I've come back a little bit from before. It's just that my fingers are still hurting, and I don't know if I can hold on. While Yuhito Suzuki was relieved, he also had some worries:
"But it's not enough to go on like this, it's not enough to learn the piano again before the cultural festival."
He took a deep breath, like an athlete pushing himself to push his limits, and continued to let his fingers dance on the keys despite the constant soreness of his fingertips and phalanges.
After school.
"Then I'll go to the light music club to rehearse today!" Before leaving, Yuhito Suzuki greeted Tang Ze: "You guys have to work hard, don't try too hard~"
"You should be a little more relaxed, Suzuki!" Tang Zegui will be a little worried about the mental condition of his good brother, but he also has a bunch of affairs to deal with now, and he doesn't have time to take care of the situation on Suzuki's side.
"Don't worry, I won't fall!"
Yuhito Suzuki left the school as fast as he could, and went straight to the Kasukabe teacher's teaching place.
"So, let's continue today's teaching." The Kasugabe teacher clasped his arms with his hands and his eyes stern:
"You're going to be practicing with me until nine o'clock in the evening, and if I'm going to give lessons to other students, you're going to practice with the piano in the next room, and you're not allowed to be lazy to hear it?"
"Oh! If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent! Yuhito Suzuki yelled and threw himself back into piano training.
The days of practicing the piano were fleeting for Yuhito Suzuki.
Obviously, what he hated most in the past was practicing the piano, and every time he sat on the piano chair, he would have a sense of torture like years. But now he only wished that time would pass a little slower, and that he would be able to comprehend it a little faster.
It stands to reason that if you want to learn a musical instrument well, you need to lay a good foundation first, and you need to lay the foundation step by step, just like you need to lay the foundation first to build a house.
However, in order for Suzuki to start from scratch and reach the level of performing on stage in two weeks, Kasukabe had to abandon this traditional teaching method and instead use those crooked and quick successes to teach.
"You don't have time to lay the foundation, so I can only force you to start building the sky pavilion directly." Kasukabe Teacher gave a final warning:
"Next, I'm going to teach you the exact wrong way. If my peers saw me teaching you like this, they would definitely scold me into the stinking gutter, but even if I completely ruined your piano talent, I would do whatever it took to get you there. Let me ask you one last time, do you have such an enlightenment? β
"Kasukabe-sensei, I said this is the only time I've picked up the piano again." Yuhito Suzuki smiled bitterly and looked at the ten fingers that were still faintly aching but wrapped in bandages and band-aids:
"Anyway, my talent is almost rotten~ So whether it's building a castle in the air or a garbage dump, let it burn it one last time, anyway, it's the last time."
"Stinky boy, are those little girls really worth it for you to work so hard?" Kasugabe frowned in confusion, and sighed helplessly: "Is it because in them, you saw what you once wanted to be?" β
"Aren't you very clear, Kasugabe sensei~" Yuhito Suzuki hooked the corners of his mouth:
"Don't worry, teacher, I have no complaints, please continue."
Kasugabe first asked Yuhito Suzuki to spend a few days revisiting a few previously learned pieces to reawaken his childhood piano memories.
He then skipped the basics and immediately began to teach Suzuki a few difficult performance techniques.
It stands to reason that this technique should not be learned by Yuhito Suzuki as a novice, as forcing him to learn it will only make him develop wrong playing habits, and even make his playing gestures become deformed and distorted.
It's like making the foundation of a house crooked, and it's wrong from the beginning, and even if you build a house in the future, you will only make mistakes again and again.
But both the master and the apprentice are tacitly aware of this, with Chunhei Kasugabe violating his dignity as a teacher, and Yuhito Suzuki killing what little talent he has left, and they are only working towards a goal that is close at hand but out of reach.
Time passed day by day, Yuhito Suzuki had to practice in the cram school of the Kasuga department teacher until 9 o'clock in the evening after school, and at school, he would secretly study the music theory study notes lent to him by the Kasuga department teacher during class time, and the bandages and bandages on his fingers were changed every day, and the dark circles under his eyes gradually appeared due to exhaustion.
Fortunately, he is usually a scumbag, even if he peeks at miscellaneous books in class, there is no teacher to take care of him. And his parents have long since given up on him, even if they don't come home until nine o'clock every night, they don't ask, just think that he went out to hang out with fox friends and dogs.
On the contrary, General Tang Zegui expressed concern about his physical and mental condition more than once, and asked Kyushu Cheng to persuade him together.
However, after taking a look at Makoto Kyushu, he said, "Suzuki-san's eyes are determined to do something", and instead of dissuading him, he encouraged him to continue his efforts, which encouraged Yuhito Suzuki.
In addition, Hanami Sawahara also came to him once. She seemed to be about to say something to Suzuki, but when she saw the bandages and bandages wrapped around his fingers, she just bowed apologetically, said "We'll wait for Suzuki-san" and turned away.
"Seven days until the festival"
"Six days. Five days"
"Four days. Hurry up, hurry up! Damn, why can't you play this paragraph! β
Although Kasukabe Sensei is already teaching him the Evil Way Method, for Suzuki Yuhito, time is still tight, and he must study against time and at all costs.
According to Kasukabe Sensei, it is because Yuhito Suzuki's piano talent is not bad, otherwise it would be too late to use the evil way quick method.
"Don't worry, Suzuki." The Kasugabe teacher stood aside, clasped his arms and said coldly:
"This interlude is the hardest part of the three songs you're going to perform, so I'm going to tackle it at the end. Calm down, take a deep breath, think in your head about the fingering skills I taught you, and then pop them out slowly. β
"I'll try again!" Yuhito Suzuki gritted his teeth and pinched his fingers, which were almost unconscious from overpractice:
"Calm down, Yuhito Suzuki, to calm down this section has to be played like this"
Yuhito Suzuki closed his eyes, and the piano skills he had learned these days gradually came to mind one after another.
Damn, my brain is so tired. My hands are so tired that I can't even think
Yuhito Suzuki took a deep breath and tried to allow himself to think and remember.
Just as his brain was trying to break through the limit, he felt as if his brain was on fire, like a bonfire that was about to be extinguished and another firewood had been added.
Come and feel it! The idea is clear! Yuhito Suzuki was overjoyed, and his fingers involuntarily flicked on the keys.
The hard work of these days exploded in an instant, the fingers followed the muscle memory and began to beat the black and white keys rhythmically, and the music flowed smoothly from the piano like silk.
βοΌοΌβ Even Kasugabe Sensei's eyes widened in surprise.
He wasn't surprised that Yuhito Suzuki was able to play the music smoothly, but because he saw Yuhito Suzuki laughing.
It's the first time that Junhei Kasugabe has seen Suzuki laugh while playing the piano.
What's the matter, it turns out that you, a stinky boy who hates the piano, will also be happy because of playing the piano, has I always been wrong? Chunpei Kasukabe shook his head vigorously.
After the song was played, Yuhito Suzuki got up from the piano chair and grabbed Kasukabe Sensei's shoulders excitedly, with a smile on his face that could not be hidden: "Teacher, did you see it, Teacher?" I did it! I popped the last paragraph out as well! β
"Stinky boy, don't hug me, look at you!" The Kasugabe teacher couldn't help but laugh, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with relief:
"You've learned all three tunes to be performed at the festival, so you just need to go and get along with those girls, after all, you're playing in a band."
"Three days. I didn't expect to be able to practice three days before the festival. Yuhito Suzuki looked at his broken fingers and said excitedly, "Thank you so much, Kasukabe sensei!" β
"Since you want to thank me, let's settle the tuition fee." Kasugabe took out a notebook from his pocket and wrote on it:
"Five thousand an hour, you have studied with me for eleven days, and the daily class time is six hours, not counting the cost of my study notes and textbooks I lent you. That's the number in total. β
Kasugabe teacher tore off a piece of paper from his notebook and handed it over, Yuhito Suzuki turned pale with fright after seeing the astronomical numbers on it: "Ahhhhhh This is so much money? β
Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still scared by such a high teaching fee.
So much money is definitely not enough to pay back the usual pocket money, do you really have to go to work?
"Don't be scared, I'm just showing you the price." Instead of shoving the bill into Suzuki's hand, Kasugabe took out a lighter and lit the paper from a corner, shook it off, and then threw it on the ground and stepped on it.
"Kasugabe sensei, what are you doing here?" Yuhito Suzuki was confused.
"I won't take your money this time, count me as charity." The Kasugabe teacher twisted the scorched bill with the sole of his foot: "I am also dignified, if you have to charge money to teach you the piano with such a misleading teaching method, you will be scolded by your peers to the stinky ditch~"
"Kasugabe Teacher" Yuhito Suzuki had mixed feelings in his heart, and he only felt that his eyes were hot.
"Yuhito Suzuki, you can get out of class today." The Kasugabe teacher stepped forward and patted the boy on the shoulder, and said:
"The performance of the cultural festival should be cheered on, don't lose face."
"Yes!! Thank you, Mr. Kasuga!! Yuhito Suzuki shouted so loudly that Kasugabe teachers had to cover their ears.
After sending off Yuhito Suzuki, Junhei Kasukabe leaned against the door frame and couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.
During his more than ten years as a piano teacher, Yuhito Suzuki was not a special student, and he was not very impressed.
Kasugabe Junhei only remembers that the kid who was okay but not the top always played the piano with a bitter face, like a marionette who was manipulated by his family to play music.
He has seen too many such children. Many children who learn piano from him don't really love the piano very much, but are forced by their families to study, take exams, and compete. That's all.
But after so many years of piano education, he also felt some guilty about these children.
Is it really the right thing to do on your own? As a piano teacher, instead of teaching children to love the piano, they are mechanically teaching them how to take exams and competitions, even if they hate the piano because of it.
Anyway, as long as the parents are happy and can make money, it doesn't matter, right? Even if this is wrong, it has always been the case, and I just follow the rules.
Perhaps it is because of this entanglement that Chunhei Kasugabe will accept Yuhito Suzuki as an apprentice again.
But today, he saw Suzuki, a bastard kid who hates pianos, actually laughing while playing the piano.
It wasn't because he had passed some advanced piano certificate or won the first prize in any competition, but just because he had learned an ordinary pop song just because of such a trivial thing, so he laughed.
However, Kasukabe Junhei clearly felt that Suzuki's smile at this time was even brighter than when many students took the [performance level] advanced certificate.
So, that's enough. Kasukabe Junpei has already received his due tuition from him, and there is no need for more.
"Even if you treat your last talents as combustible garbage, burn them all clean, and enjoy making trouble!" Kasugabe Junhei stared at Suzuki's disappearing figure on the corner of the street, and turned back to the house himself:
"Anyway, as long as it can bring a smile to people's faces, isn't this music~"
(End of chapter)