Double King Concerto Op. 192

Yu Zhen and Qiu Weiran live on the fifth floor, but there is an automatic machine called an elevator, so in fact, even if there are only two minors going home, it will not take much effort, and Moss can be regarded as a drop-in guest.

Although the route to the children's house has been figured out, the whole winter vacation of Moss passed away in a dull manner.

——Because Yu Zhen was dispatched by his father Yan Zhen to Europe to learn piano with Mr. Bernard on the third day after he arrived home.

After eating at noon on New Year's Eve, Yu Chun, who was in a foreign country, turned on the video to show his patriotic enthusiasm with puffed cheeks: "You can't celebrate the New Year in my big rabbit country!"

Due to the time difference, Qiu Weiran, who was in Rabbit Country, happened to be around seven o'clock in the evening.

Qiu Weiran went back to his grandfather's house, holding the tablet while listening to the children's broken thoughts, while squatting beside his grandfather to watch the old man play Chinese chess with netizens.

Yu Xiaozhen twitched her lips: Xiao Qiuzi was not paying attention, bad review!

Grandpa Qiu pouted: The opponent's level is too low, bad review!

Compared to Qiu Weiran, Qiu's mother, who was making dumplings with Grandma Qiu, was more than [-] percent more excited. As soon as she heard Yu Zhen's voice, she immediately asked her son to come and hold the tablet in front of her, so that she could talk to her heart and soul. The video conversation with the godson who has been married for half a year.

"Son, do you miss your mother?"

"Son, are there any dumplings over there?"

"Hey, when you come back, mom will cook dumplings, roll out noodles, steam rice cakes, and make dumplings. Mom will cook whatever you want!"

"When I am abroad, I must take good care of my body, especially if I don't get sick, do you know?"

"Ask the teacher for help if you have something to do, and buy what you need outside. If you don't have enough money, tell your mother that your mother will give you a big red envelope when you go to college this year."

——Whether you are warm or not.

Holding the tablet, Qiu Weiran felt his hands and arms were sore and his heart was even more sore: "..." Did I pick it up or give it as a phone bill or buy it in a plastic bag?

After turning off the video call with Xiao Qiuzi, more than an hour has passed. During this time, Yu Xiaozhen has fully felt the warmth of home brought by Qiu's mother, as if feeling a little "missing relatives every festive season" up.

So I ran to the piano and took notes while playing according to my feeling, deleting, deleting, modifying, adding, and supplementing in a large string of tadpoles.

Two hours later, the last note on the rewritten score announced the end of the whole song.Yu Xiaozhen played along with the score, and it felt more pleasing to the ear, so Shi Shiran wrote his name.

——Well, the homework is done!

Yu Xiaozhen, who had finished his homework, swept away the haze that had shrouded his head before, and turned over the signboard of Work [-] with a smile.

Compared with the warmth and liveliness of Qiu's house, Moss's place is obviously much deserted.

After the video was connected, the two of them were silent for a while at the same time.One listened to the movement of the other party with his ears in a daze, while the other looked at the small face that appeared on the screen and felt a little delicate.

——France is one of the world's three major gourmet countries. I haven't seen you in half a month. Why does the child seem to be thinner again?

After 1 minute, Yu Zhen broke the silence.

"Why is there no sound from you?"

——If I hadn’t heard the breathing sound of the Eighteenth Work carefully, I would have thought that the earphones that were still good just now were broken.

"What sound do you want to hear?"

"You're not in China? Isn't today the Chinese New Year?"

According to the time difference conversion, the standard time of my big rabbit is obviously only 23:47. At this time, there is not even a TV sound from the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, which is unscientific!

——Turn on the TV and tune to the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, and then what should the whole family do, just not sit down and watch TV?

"I came back from Grandpa's side. There are many people there and it's a bit noisy."

"So you're the only one at home now?"

Seeing the work on the screen, Shiba nodded, and little classmate Yu Zhen felt a little unkind and felt balanced in his heart.

"Your little dad participated in this year's Spring Festival Gala." Moss clicked the mouse a few times to bring up the program list of the Spring Festival Gala, and showed the children a screenshot, "This."

Unexpectedly, the child took it for granted: "I know, otherwise I wouldn't be left alone in a foreign country to spend the New Year without dumplings, rice cakes, noodles, glutinous rice balls, and wool."

Speaking of the latter, the tone was very resentful, and the expression was slightly aggrieved.

"……"one person?

"Fortunately, Teacher Bernard is more talkative. Since today is the Chinese New Year, he doesn't have to go to class, but he assigned an assignment and asked to compose a complete piece of music. I don’t know if he started to study ancient Chinese poetry or if it was taught by Mr. Dino...” Yu Zhen started to chatter, and the clichés continued, “This poem is obviously used to write about the Double Ninth Festival, and it doesn’t even have dumplings, rice cakes, noodles, and glutinous rice balls. How can it be considered as a 'festive season', at most it will be a weekend, I think it is more appropriate for me to write a song "A Weekend Without Dumplings, Rice Cakes, Noodles and Tangyuan" is more appropriate."

"..."

"But I'm smart enough to finish it just now, so I can come to harass you."

On the screen, the child with curved brows and eyes showed a mouthful of small silver teeth, very cute.

Moss smiled: "Well, welcome."

The low-pitched laughter in Work Eighteen is so poisonous that Yu Zhen feels like his ears are burning.

So I suddenly didn't know how to continue the conversation, so I simply started another topic: "How is your entry? Have you finished it?"

"Two drafts have been revised, and the third draft has been sent to Teacher Wang's mailbox this afternoon, and I am waiting for a reply."

"Can you show me when you're done?"

"it is good."

silence.

"It's 2 minutes to zero." It was Moss who broke the silence this time, "Do you want to count the seconds together?"

Yu Zhen looked at the time displayed in the lower right corner of the screen and blinked, making a difficult decision.

——The events of last year are not over yet!

"Well, before that, let's solve the problems left over from history." Yu Zhen cleared his throat, with a dignified expression, "Is what you said last time true?"

Moss froze for a moment, before he had time to react, he heard the voice of a child coming from the earphones. It was the same as before, but a little different. He didn't know whether it was out of excitement or fear, but he even trembled faintly.

"Dad has always taught me not to harm straight men. I am indeed gay, are you?"

If this is a battle, then across thousands of mountains and rivers, across the Internet, across the screen, courage is far more powerful than head-on confrontation.

Yu Zhen can't forget the scene where he confessed to Qiu Weiran at the seaside, and naturally he won't continue to naively think that a friend who can eat, sleep and play Doudou with him must like the same sex as himself.

——If this is also growth, then Qiu Weiran has indeed taught himself a common sense lesson.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no response from Work Eighteen, Yu Zhen bit his lip and said, "If it is, I will like you, if not, I will just take your words as a joke. I think you are a good person, if you don't Don't mind, we can still be friends."

Then I laughed when I heard the opposite work Eighteen.

"???"

"Are you rejecting me in such a hurry to issue the card?" Most paused for a moment, with a smile that didn't sound real in his tone, "I thought you would keep doing Tai Chi with me."

"!!!"

His eyes widened in surprise, and he found that the iceberg face on the screen was smiling at himself as he did when playing Rachmaninoff.

With pampering, there is also a little bit of surprise hidden in it but revealed.

"I'm."

The New Year's bell that was set in advance on the computer rang.

——The new year is coming.

It is forbidden to set off fireworks and firecrackers in the community. I have to say that the taste of the New Year is too weak.

So, amidst the sound of the electronic bell, someone in a community in Z city that is rich and rich but not old enough said to someone on the screen in a certain apartment that is full of French art but has no sense of age. Happy New Year".

Yu Zhen subconsciously replied "Happy New Year", and then came back to his senses, his eyes lit up, and shouted "Happy New Year" again.

"Well, happy new year."

Knocked on the head by a sudden inspiration, Yu Chun joyfully left the work Eighteen on the screen and ran to the piano to write a song.

Now it's Moss' turn: "???"

When the new song was finished, Yu Zhen smiled so hard that he could hardly see his eyes.

Well, this New Year does seem to be a little different.

After the creation, Yu Zhen glanced at his watch, it was [-]:[-]pm Paris time, it was very suitable to go to Mr. Bernard's with two scores to grab a meal and hand in homework.

So referring to the four-character mantra of "reaching out for money" - ID card (passport), mobile phone, key, wallet, I packed up my things, changed my clothes and shoes, and finally turned off the main power supply, and Shi Shiran went out.

In the rabbit country with a seven-hour time difference, he silently drew a picture and waited for the child to come to luck, but found Moss who suddenly went offline: "..."

The teacher's house has guests today, and there are quite a few of them.

The quick-witted student Yu Zhen soon discovered that they have something in common—they are all compatriots from my big rabbit country!

So he handed over the homework to Teacher Bernard first, then sneaked a glance at the kitchen, and suddenly grinned to the ear.

—— Dumplings!ヾ(≧O≦)〃

Knowing that his little apprentice was always sleepy at eight o'clock, Bernard thoughtfully didn't check his homework immediately, and hurriedly sent someone to the kitchen to tell Dio to bring over the uncooked dumplings.

"Here's another person?" Diou received the order and put the dumplings into the pot one by one, his movements were unhurried, quite like a chef.

"Well, and it's the one someone has always wanted to see." The person in charge of sending the message raised his eyebrows meaningfully, "You are so beautiful, no wonder you are always thinking about it."

"Run on the train with your mouth full and be careful to put chili peppers in your dumplings next time." Dio shot him a gouged look, untied his apron in two or three, and threw it over, "Keep an eye here, I'll go out and watch the legendary child prodigy."

Threatened, Leng Ping took the apron, touched his nose, and accepted the pressure resignedly to become a little helper looking after the stove.

"Tsk, so fierce."

——But it was also this person who saved an orchestra that was about to decline, commanded shocking music one after another, opened the window of his own world, and made himself unable to extricate himself from sinking.

Dio, who was about to step out of the kitchen, paused slightly: "Chili and pepper."

Little Chef Leng was startled: "...Brother, I was wrong!"

They are all going out to study, plus it is the Lunar New Year to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, so the feelings in my heart are naturally similar.

The so-called "citizens see fellow villagers, tears are in their eyes", plus they also study music, so everyone will definitely not be bored when they get together.

So at the moment when even the New Year's Eve is over in the Rabbit Country, somewhere in a distant foreign country is brightly lit and bustling inside.

Yu Zhen never had the word "scared of strangers" in his dictionary, and he soon got along with the little friend who was much older than him in front of him.When Dio stood in front of him, he extended his hand very friendly first: "Yu Zhen."

Diou curled his mouth and reached out to shake hands with him: "Diou."

Hearing the other party's introduction, Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment, looked carefully at the person in front of him, and compared the photos he had seen in his memory: "Teacher Dino's son?"

Diou nodded: "But you have to call me brother."

Yu Zhen is very obedient: "Senior brother."

The child does look very good, and he looks very spiritual when he smiles.Diou gave the younger brother's smile a perfect score in his heart, and then poured himself a glass of water calmly: "I saw your performance on the Internet, the one for the celebration of University A."

Yu Zhen blinked, and murmured in his heart: why everyone here has seen it.

However, the videos that can attract the attention of many parties in the domestic and foreign industries, how could these friends who are determined to follow the music road not watch them.

"Don't be nervous, I also think that "Mozart Sonata for Two Pianos in D Major" is very good, as expected of Mr. Bernard's closed disciple." Dio smiled, "Well, our orchestra will have a performance next Saturday, you Want to hear it?"

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