If you ask yourself why you have spent hours practicing every day in the past few years to pick up the skill of piano again...it's not for anything else, but for you!
Lawrence! Wayne thought silently as he watched Lawrence trying to break away from him and catch up with Tasia.
With his perfect brother, Prince Richard, standing in front of him, the young Lawrence could not outdo his brother no matter what he did, so he lost his sense of existence.
However, by chance, he met the heavy piano. With the help of the piano, he realized that his life could be different.
It is precisely for this reason that his strategy is closely related to the piano. Regarding the key plot of Lawrence, the heroine first accidentally met Prince Lawrence who was playing the piano in an empty music classroom, and listened quietly for a while.
Later, in another conversation, I accidentally expressed my feelings: "Prince Lawrence's performance is like another way of crying...ah! Sorry, I meant - it is beautiful." It was this sentence that touched Lawrence's heart in an instant.
He felt that he was being listened to. But now, Wayne is about to destroy him in the place where he is most proud... huh?
Why does it seem like I've become a villain? do not care! In short, we can't let him feel that the piano can give him a unique connection with the person he is destined to be.
After all, I didn't know whether those two people suddenly had a wrong connection in their minds and came to say something to him.
"Another way to cry" or
"It's beautiful". Outside the music classroom. Chris and Tasia said something, and Tasia smiled and left with her.
Realizing that the opportunity to strike up a conversation was completely ruined, Lawrence suppressed his anger and turned his attention back to Wayne.
"Young Master Wen actually knows how to play the piano? I've never heard of it." He mocked. Wayne smiled and said nothing.
Yes, I have never told anyone. Even if I occasionally went to the orchestra department to play soy sauce in the past, it was only as a new violinist, receiving step-by-step guidance from the female seniors.
Before entering the elementary school, Miss Songli's evaluation of her graduation was: "You can go out wandering with your violin, and you won't starve to death."
】But——the violin is just a face-saving skill. The sharp blade that I have been silently polishing for many years is actually a piano!
He released his grip on Lawrence's arm.
"Just listen to it and you'll know, right?" That is to say, Wayne has tested her n times, both covertly and overtly, to confirm that Chrissy is a complete novice in music, and that's why she dares to be so promiscuous.
Even so, he usually only dares to play some relatively unpopular songs at home, and he has to make slight changes.
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window,
"Wow!" The curtains were closed in an instant, blocking the prying eyes of the girls outside.
"Ahh↘" This is the disappointed sigh of some girls.
"Ahh↗" This is what another group of girls exclaimed excitedly. hateful! My reputation! You have no idea what I paid to dismantle CP!
Lawrence also stood up, crossed his hands on his chest, leaned against the wall, and waited quietly for his performance.
Wayne adjusted his collar and cuffs, then straightened his back and sat on the seat in a natural and relaxed posture.
Lawrence's musical philosophy focuses on self-expression. Therefore, he will not deliberately choose songs that are very difficult in terms of technology and structure, but will win from the melody.
It is often those seemingly simple rhythms and chords, combined with abundant emotions, that bring about the infinite emotion that can touch everyone's heart.
Wayne closed his eyes, cleared his chaotic thoughts, and devoted all his body and mind to the piece of music he had prepared long ago.
Crystal clear notes flowed out one by one from under Wayne's fingers. Initially, the clear sound in the high-pitched area is like a flowing spring, sweet and pleasant.
However, under that tranquility, a deep wave gradually surged. The waves are more powerful than the last, constantly beating on the wall of the heart. Each time they hit, it is more heart-shaking than the last time.
Suddenly, chords rolled in like thunder, shattering everything in sight! In an instant, the calmness just now ceased to exist, and all that was left was the roaring waves.
The melody sounded like a small boat, teetering on the waves. However, the sound of hard hitting keys does not make people feel panicked or deafening.
It is just like a hand reaching out from the darkness, tightly grasping the heart of every listener. Everyone felt the huge pain and sadness hidden under the notes.
In his communication with music, Wayne seemed to have returned to the distant past. I have been practicing piano since I was very young.
However, it is not so much that my own growth needs the piano.
"Cultivation of sentiment" is more like the family hoping to show that they are stylish through a son who can play the piano.
He just did it to satisfy his family's expectations. Even if their contribution is only to hire him a one-on-one piano teacher, then set an alarm clock for him for two hours every night, and then sit outside and watch TV.
Of course, they will adjust the volume very low and the door will not be closed, so that they can always detect whether they are lazy inside.
Thinking of those past events, Wayne's lips curved slightly. I can't tell whether I am happy or sad.
The music continues. Rather than a sonorous and powerful performance, it is more like a forbearing and depressing monologue.
Just close your eyes and listen quietly, and you will feel as if you are standing under the streetlight, looking up at the snowflakes flying in the sky.
It's like a gust of wind blowing, and the coolness penetrates into every pore and every hair tip. Lawrence forgot that he was still facing his annoying classmates and that he was still standing in the music classroom.
He even forgot about the music itself. He felt like he was just standing on an empty street, facing the fragmented memories of people who had appeared in his life and then disappeared.
Alone, feeling lost. In the dim sky, it seemed as if light snowflakes were falling on me, melting little by little.
Gao Xun moved towards the past, the thunderous chords subsided, and the tune slowly softened. Just like the thick fog dissipated, the surroundings returned to silence.
Near the end, Wien did not continue to develop, but stayed on an unfinished chord. It's like an unfinished story, full of helpless regrets.
From the initial peace, it gradually became entangled, hesitant, and full of contradictions until the emotions completely exploded, and finally returned to silence.
After listening to this piece, it feels like a lifetime has passed. ——Obviously, it’s summer. Lawrence sighed softly in his heart and opened his eyes.
"Your piano is very good." With such a huge gap, his pride did not allow him to deceive himself.
But then, his voice changed.
"But, I will definitely surpass you in the future!" (Search on Baidu on mobile for [My sister is a villainous daughter + new book] Click to read on mobile phone to turn pages, eye protection, power saving, data saving function)
