Second Piano Concerto

Tan Shuo actually composed a piano concerto, and the score of this work is now being held in his hands - this fact made Qin Haiou's thoughts stagnate for a long time, when he finally came to his senses, he had already Forgetting the plan of "just looking at it" just now, I can't wait to read all the notes in this score without falling to the ground.

He turned back page by page of the music score in his hand, followed the piano solo part with his eyes, and scanned other parts from time to time to form a detailed understanding of the piano part and a macro impression of the whole work.Gradually, a strange feeling arose in his heart. He felt that this work seemed familiar and brought him an inexplicable sense of intimacy. At the same time, he also realized that this was probably a very good work. I have only read a small part of it, but Tan Shuo's talent is constantly revealed as the score is turned over page by page. I can foresee how exciting it will be in the future.Qin Haiou was so attracted by the music that he couldn't move his eyes away. When he saw something exciting, his fingers unconsciously began to play lightly on the music score.But just when he was concentrating, he suddenly heard Tan Shuo's voice sounding beside him.

"Didn't I tell you not to read it?!" Tan Shuo's voice was very loud and irritable. He didn't pay attention to what Qin Haiou was looking at when he first entered the room. burst drink.

Qin Haiou was unprepared, he was shocked by his roar, his hands shook, and the music score fell to the ground.

Tan Shuo frowned, his face was not very good-looking, and he bent over to pick up the scores on the ground.Qin Haiou was arrested and panicked. Seeing Tan Shuo's appearance, he was probably angry. This was something he didn't expect, and he didn't want to see it. He hurriedly apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry!"

Tan Shuo straightened up, shook off the ashes on the sheet music, and threw it on the computer desk.At this time, his expression had calmed down quickly, and he waved his hand at Qin Haiou to dismiss the matter. He turned his head and looked at the stacks of books in several cabinets, and said helplessly: "You said you would take all these books. How many boxes do you need to pack?”

Qin Haiou was still waiting for him to explode, blaming himself in his heart, suddenly seeing that he didn't pursue the matter, he turned to another irrelevant topic, and reacted for a while before saying: "Why are you boxing?"

Tan Shuo said: "My rental contract expires next month. It used to be renewed every two years, but the landlord just came to tell me that he would not rent anymore."

"Then what should we do?" Qin Haiou was startled.

"Let's move!" Tan Shuo said.It happened so suddenly that he was caught off guard.Originally, he and the landlord were also considered acquaintances. Since the rice noodle shop moved here, it has been renting here for several years. Tan Shuo has never defaulted on the rent, and the landlord has never raised the rent. Longjin Town is also very rare.But now the landlord suddenly decided not to renew the contract. At first, Tan Shuo thought that he actually wanted to increase the rent, so he said so, but the landlord quickly explained that not only will the house not be rented to Tan Shuo in the future, but also will not be rented to Others, because the family decided to take back the house for their own use, not because they wanted to charge more rent, finally expressed their apologies politely.Hearing what he said, Tan Shuo knew that even if he paid more rent, it would be hopeless. Now he can only look for another house while making preparations for moving.The book manuals on the second floor are good enough to be packed and packed, but the rice noodle shop on the first floor is much more troublesome. Tan Shuo feels a headache when he thinks about moving those things.

He didn't mention these details, and Qin Haiou had no way of knowing. He only heard that Tan Shuo said he was going to move, so he hurriedly asked, "Where are you going to move?"

This question really stumped Tan Shuo.The houses in Longjin Town today are not the same as when he first came here. In recent years, with the development of tourism, more and more merchants have settled in, and everything is more in demand than before.Tan Shuo didn't think it was easy to find a house. He didn't even have an idea. When asked by Qin Haiou, he had to answer: "I can't tell, I have to look for it! The upstairs and downstairs can be installed." Things have to be packed first.”

Qin Haiou felt that the information in his mind was a bit confused.Before I could figure out the matter of peeking at the music score, the matter of moving came in again.He thought for a while, but decided to continue to focus on the urgent task: "Should we start packing now?" He knew that the boxes Tan Shuo mentioned were the boxes used by the rice noodle shop to buy goods. There were many such boxes, and they were usually squashed and stored in In the storage room on the first floor, if you need to use it, you can take it out at any time.

Tan Shuo was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's not in such a hurry." After a pause, he continued, "It's none of your business, you play with yourself."

These words immediately aroused Qin Haiou's vigilance.He thought of Tan Shuo's face when he found out that he was peeking at the score just now, and was very worried that Tan Shuo would lose his trust in him because of this incident, and he would never let him touch things here again. Tan Shuo hesitated for a moment whether he meant that, and said tentatively, "I can pretend for you."

Tan Shuo's expression was quite normal: "Oh, that's fine too! But you keep those CDs first, I still want to listen to them!"

After hearing what he said, Qin Haiou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, Qin Haiou never saw the manuscript of the piano concerto in Tan Shuo's room again.Tan Shuo didn't say a word about it, as if he had completely forgotten that this incident had happened, but Qin Haiou couldn't stop thinking about it.In order to facilitate packing, Qin Haiou spent an afternoon sorting out all the remaining books, but in the process, he never found any other works created by Tan Shuo, or old manuscripts similar to "Xinghai".

Qin Haiou is very clear that Tan Shuo is fully capable of creating piano works. He thought so when he read Tan Shuo's other works before. Now that he saw "Xinghai", he was even more convinced.But Tan Shuo hadn't written any piano works in these years, and only this one was left of his school work, and it was the work Qin Haiou was most interested in, but Tan Shuo refused to let him read it.At first, Tan Shuo gave the reason that the writing was not good and shameful, but after reading the score, Qin Haiou understood that it was not that the work was bad, but that Tan Shuo was lying.

Qin Haiou had more and more questions.Tan Shuo is clearly capable of creating piano works. He also wrote them when he was in school, and he wrote them well. Why didn’t he write them again later?Is that really because he said he has no inspiration for the piano?Tan Shuo said that all his schoolwork was lost, but there was still a copy in the bookcase. Did he not know that this manuscript was kept by chance, or was he lying again?

Qin Haiou didn't understand why Tan Shuo did this.No matter what the reason, he really wanted to look at that score again, but he didn't want to make Tan Shuo unhappy again, and he didn't want to peek at it again.Whenever he helped Tan Shuo pack boxes, he would pay special attention to the music scores he handled. He thought that if this continued, the manuscript would have to be boxed sooner or later. Come out, no matter whether Tan Shuo agrees or not, he has to give it a try.

However, three days later, the manuscript still did not appear.Tan Shuo's room became more messy than before due to sorting and packing. Except for the book scores that Qin Haiou had sorted out before, the rest was messed up by himself. Many drawers and boxes were opened. Forgot to turn it off, bits and pieces scattered everywhere.Qin Haiou usually doesn't touch anything other than the book notation, but now he has to face all of this, he can't help but look at it, but Tan Shuo's trust in him is still the same, he can put everything out at will, and there is no need to read it. Don't worry about being watched by him.

Qin Haiou finally lost his composure.Even so, he did not see the shadow of the manuscript, and it seemed that he could only ask Tan Shuo.On the afternoon of the third day, Tan Shuo was also packing up his things upstairs. Qin Haiou had been thinking about it for a long time, trying to ask the question in a casual tone as much as possible, but he knocked on the spot: "The last time...the piano book Where did you get the score of the concerto?"

Tan Shuo paused, and turned around in surprise: "What are you still thinking about?"

Qin Haiou was a little excited: "I read a part, and it's not what you said at all. I think it's well written!" Restraining himself, he asked, "Where did you get it?"

Tan Shuo continued to pack things slowly: "I threw it away."

"What?" Qin Haiou thought he heard it wrong.

"I threw it away." Tan Shuo repeated.

Qin Haiou stared at him, speechless for a while.

"How could you throw it away!" Qin Haiou stood up, but then thought that Tan Shuo might be lying to him again, so he decided not to believe it.

This is also a puzzling thing.Qin Haiou didn't believe that a creator would really throw away his own work. It was as unbelievable as a mother throwing away her own child, not to mention that what Tan Shuo threw away was the manuscript written by himself.Qin Haiou thought of many possibilities at this moment, he didn't know which one was correct, and he didn't know how to get Tan Shuo to tell the truth, so he had to choose the one he thought was the most likely, and asked directly : "Then can you show me the electronic version?"

He thought that maybe Tan Shuo just threw away the manuscript, but in fact Tan Shuo had other backups in his hand.He didn't believe that Tan Shuo didn't leave any traces, and really destroyed his works completely.

Tan Shuo stopped what he was doing again, and looked at him with some amusement: "Tell me, where is the electronic version?"

Qin Haiou was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, and stood there motionless.

Seeing his unwillingness, Tan Shuo sighed and said, "I really threw it away! Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, you can just look for it. If you find it, you have the ability!"

Qin Haiou heard that he had even said this, and knew that it would be useless to ask further.It seems that Tan Shuo is determined not to show him, and he can't really force Tan Shuo.

After Tan Shuo was busy for a while, he went downstairs to look at the store. He asked Qin Haiou to stay upstairs and continue packing.Qin Haiou sat alone on the small wooden bench, looking at the mess in the room, he suddenly panicked.

He began to realize that what Tan Shuo said this time might be true.

He didn't want to believe it just now, but now he can't help thinking, if what Tan Shuo said is true, what should we do?If that work has only one manuscript, no photocopies, and no electronic version, and Tan Shuo throws it away, if it is true, then this work will disappear forever in the world, and no one will Might see it again, or play it.

Did Tan Shuo really throw it away?When did he throw it?Where did it go? !

Qin Haiou stood up abruptly, looked around, and was very anxious.

If Tan Shuo lied to him, then everything is easy to say.But if Tan Shuo hadn't lied to him, there was only one place where the manuscript could still be found, and he had to rush there as soon as possible.

Qin Haiou turned around and ran downstairs.Instead of going to the rice noodle shop, he ran to the nearest garbage collection point.