Chronicle of Studying Abroad

Andrew first noticed the hesitant person standing at the door, and he greeted enthusiastically: "Come to practice the piano? Come in, what are you doing standing at the door."

The visitor finally made up his mind to come in, moved to stand beside the grand piano: "I... this is the music club, right?"

When Andrew heard this, he regained his spirits, stretched his long legs and straddled the piano bench: "Do you want to join the club?"

Xue Yun nodded.

Seeing that the child looked very obedient, Andrew sighed and said, "It's almost the end of the semester, and there are no activities. Why don't you come back next semester?"

Xue Jun frowned, and shook her head lightly: "I just want to borrow the piano room."

Andrew also frowned, looking a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid it won't work, we don't have enough piano rooms. Why don't you apply for a free piano room?"

"I asked, because I'm not from the music department... They said the piano room was tense, so let me come and ask your music club." Xue Yun also became annoyed.

He just wanted to find a piano to practice his hands and see if he could get back the feel.He hasn't touched the piano for nearly three years, and he himself has no idea.

Could it be that the plan had to be abandoned?

Very unwilling.

"Xue Jun?" Yuan Shan just took off the earphones, took a casual glance at Andrew, and saw Xue Jun.

Xue Yun turned sideways and smiled awkwardly: "Yuanshan."

Yuan Shan glanced at Andrew: "Are you going to borrow the piano room?"

Xue Yun nodded.I don't know why, but every time he meets Shang Yuanshan, he can't be presumptuous, just like meeting his father.

"Andrew, don't we have a spare piano room?" Yuan Shan asked Andrew.

Seeing that Yuan Shan had opened his mouth, Andrew also restrained himself, and said seriously: "Yes, but only for an hour. The schedule of the piano room is very tight. If you want to practice longer, you have to change the piano room frequently. ,Do you want to?"

Xue Jun glanced at Yuan Shan subconsciously, Yuan Shan just looked at him without giving any hint.

Xue Yun bit her lower lip: "Okay."

He seemed to think it was too brief, so he added another sentence: "I am willing, sorry for the trouble." After speaking, he glanced at Yuanshan again.

This time, Yuan Shan, who met his gaze, nodded slightly to him, and then turned his head to talk to the black man next to him.

Xue Jun had already noticed the cello in front of Yuan Shan.

From a week ago, Xue Jun found out the club time of the music club.He rushed over every time after class, even so, when he arrived, Yuanshan was already sitting there practicing the cello.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Won San was a complete novice, and his voice could only be said to be barely audible.

Xue Yun wandered outside the classroom many times, but she never mustered up the courage to come in until today.

Because he knew that he was short of time, and he couldn't allow himself to hesitate any longer.

Andrew looked at Xue Jun, then at Yuan Shan, rubbed his chin with his fingers, and smiled maliciously.

Why did he feel that there was something wrong between the two?Not like ordinary friends?

Because of the lack of thinking hall.

Yuan Shan was taken aback by Andrew, but he didn't bother to pay attention.He was now engrossed in Martin's analysis of the piece.

With Martin's explanation, he gradually understood the emotion behind the piece, the difference between each section and each section.I also began to understand the story of a hundred years ago behind this piece of music.

"Bach's score has no emotion and tempo marks, only notes. So what I just said is just my own thoughts when practicing this set of pieces." Martin smiled, "Everyone will have their own rhythm and their own style. , Bach’s pieces are so magical. You can pour your own unique feelings and thoughts into the fixed notes, and then the whole piece will feel completely different.”

"That's why I want you to write down your thoughts after listening to the piece. This will be the prototype of what you want to express in the future." Martin said, looking at Wonsan, "I believe you will play in a way that will impress everyone. All amazing songs.”

Yuan Shan nodded solemnly: "I understand. But... your own rhythm?"

He muttered several times in his mouth, but he didn't understand.

Martin smiled. "According to Arvo Pat, it's 'heartbeat speed'."

Wonsan black line, how to say more and more abstract.

Heart rate, how many beats per minute?My heart beats, I draw my bow?

It can be seen that Wonsan is unreliable and outrageous.

Afterwards, Xu Shi broke the jar and Xue Yun sometimes met Yuan Shan on the road, and the two of them would walk together.And because we lived together, we would go home together after practice.

It's not awkward to buy something to drink on the way home and chat all the way back.

Yuan Shan also learned about Xue Jun's family situation.

Xue Yun's parents both work in China. His father is a well-known entrepreneur and his mother is a gynecologist. Both of them are very busy at work.So the education of Xue Jun was a little more slack, and when he came back to his senses, Xue Jun had already gone to Country A with Qin Shui.

The two parents had no choice. No matter how blind they were, they would never fail to see how their son was stalking Qin Shui.

He could only be cheeky and ask Qin's mother, who didn't know anything, to persuade Qin Shui to take care of Xue Jun outside.

Facing the stars all over the sky, Xue Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and the white mist curled up under the dark blue night.In November, M City has entered winter for a long time, and the occasional night wind is very biting.

Xue Yun and Yuan Shan walked side by side on the sidewalk, Xue Yun sighed with emotion: "Now I look back at myself a month ago, and I think I'm really an idiot."

Yuan Shan smiled unkindly: "It seems that you still have a little self-knowledge."

Xue Yun rolled his eyes at him and wanted to pretend to be angry, but he couldn't help laughing first: "Yuan Shan, Yuan Shan, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Yuan Shan continued, curious.

Xue Yun just shook her head: "I'm very glad to meet you, I'm really glad that I rented this house at that time."

Yuan Shan, who was covered in goosebumps by Xue Jun's sudden numbness, sneered, "What are you doing tonight? The moonlight is too seductive?"

Wonsan looked up at the sky, the moon was hidden behind a cloud, and only the clouds that were obviously brighter could be seen.

Xue Yun flattened her mouth: "I'm serious with you."

"Yes, yes, I'm so good, I'm so good, I can't find someone as good as me, okay." Yuan Shan said helplessly.

Xue Yun looked at him sideways: "It would be nice if you were my brother...or maybe we got to know each other earlier."

Then I can get close to you and rely on you with more confidence, or maybe I will still fall in love with you.

Yuan Shan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, calmly said, "It's not too late for you to be my younger brother."

Unexpectedly, Xue Yun could still see his discomfort, and laughed loudly: "Why are you nervous? You can say it's a false one. First, you are not my real brother, and second, you did not appear before Qin Shui."

Yuan Shan snorted, not knowing how to answer.

Can he say that he is too narcissistic and thinks that others want to confess to him?That face is really too big.

Xue Jun smiled and sighed: "Hey, it's my fault to misunderstand you. But I'm afraid I won't like others so crazily like I like Qin Shui again.

He paused, and continued: "I just want to say this, otherwise... there will be no chance."

Yuan Shan was taken aback: "No chance? Where are you going?"

Xue Yun was a little surprised by Yuan Shan's sensitivity, and opened his mouth slightly: "How do you know I'm leaving?"

"That's what you mean." Yuanshan rubbed his nose uncomfortably, "It's always done like this in TV dramas, or you are terminally ill, but I think your body is quite fragile, but terminally ill should not As for."

This time it was Xue Jun's turn to snort: "It's boring. When I said that to others, they thought I was doing something wrong. What's more, they asked me if I was going to be dismissed by the school at last. I really see through the face of me quitting school soon!"

Yuan Shan smiled: "Then tell me clearly, what's the matter with you?"

The sound of cars whizzing by on the road in the distance is like waves rushing over layer by layer, and it is also like a layer of fogged glass, which can't be seen or heard clearly.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Xue Yun was silent for a while, and stopped at the corner of the rented house street, with his face turned away from the street lamp, unable to see his expression clearly: "I'm going back to my country, Yuanshan."

Time flies and December exam month is just around the corner.

The promotional posters of the annual meeting were posted all over the campus, big and small, on the bulletin boards, and on the walls at the corners of the stairs of each teaching building, standing out from a pile of colorful posters.

The people around me also talked about this annual meeting inside and outside.

The music classroom was also vacant, because the classes in the music department had all ended, and now there were still a few busy majors and a few "last lessons" in progress, and tenacious resistance was on the final front.Among them is the engineering department.

Yuan Shan finished the last math class, and this semester's class was finally over.

He stretched himself, went around to the music classroom and looked around, but there was no one there.

He opened the door and went in, took a cello and turned into a small cubicle to practice.

After stumbling and playing the piece a few times, a pleasant piano sound came from outside.

Holding the cello in his arms, he listened quietly for a while with a smile on his face.

As expected, Xue Yun really loves music. In the past half a month or so, she really came here to practice piano every day.This person also got acquainted with the professor of the music department, somehow he got the right to use the piano room after talking with the professor.

Xue Yun didn't have to rush to touch the piano during the music club activities, even so, he would come over every club activity.

Sometimes I don't go home until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening.

Yuan Shan gave him a rough calculation, and he probably practiced for three or four hours a day. This was when Yuan Shan was present. As for whether Xue Jun skipped class to practice piano, he didn't know.

But the effect is obvious, people who don't know why may still think that Xue Yun is the senior of the music department.

Once before, Yuanshan came to practice the piano under the guidance of Xue Jun. There were several other freshmen from the music department present. Xue Jun called her senior.

As for Wonsan, he was completely ignored.

Yuan Shan suddenly remembered what Xue Jun said to him a week ago, half-closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

As soon as the phone's WeChat notification sounded, Yuan Shan put down the bow and picked up the phone.

It's Su Mu'an.

This person changed his nickname again, and now he is called "Su Po Tianji".

Su Potianji: Your Majesty, do you want to patrol the mountains?

Shan: Your Majesty will not come to patrol the mountain.

Su Potianji: Rolling you over quickly.

Shan: Your Majesty is not online.

Su Potianji: Speak well.

Shan: Who sent the inverted sentence first?

Su Breaks the Sky: Eating Cucumber.jpg

Su Potianji: Great King, Uncle, Grandpa, Yuan Gege, come quickly~

Mountain:……

Shan: Do you want to be ashamed?I can't stand your face.

Su Potianji: Hee hee.

Shan: ... Got it, come here now, dance room?

Su Potianji: Yes, yes, waiting for you~

Yuan Shan put away the cello and put it back in the case.

He picked up the piano case and walked out of the compartment. Xue Yun was playing Bach's twelve equal temperament.

Seeing Yuan Shan coming out from the corner of the eye, Xue Jun stopped his movements: "Are you leaving now?"

Yuan Shan nodded and put the cello back to its original position: "My friend is looking for me."

Xue Junen said: "I have to practice for a while, see you at home tonight?"

Yuan Shan said, "Okay."

When he was about to go out, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Xue Yun: "Are you going to the annual meeting tomorrow?"

Xue Jun smiled: "Of course I'm going, how can I miss it, after all, it's the last..."

Xue Yun's unfinished words disappeared from his mouth, and the two of them looked at each other, knowing what he had to say.

Yuan Shan pursed his lips: "Have you bought the tickets? I have a friend who has a show, and they should have a few free tickets."

Xue Jun shook her head: "I've already bought it, thank you."

Yuan Shan nodded: "Okay then, I'll go first, see you later."

Xue Yun responded and watched Yuan Shan close the door and leave.

He sat down in front of the piano again, looked at his own face reflected on the black lacquer surface, and took a long breath.

He suddenly remembered something, and took out two long strips of paper from his back pocket, which were the tickets for the annual meeting.

Xue Yun looked down at the ticket carefully, then picked up the mobile phone that was placed aside, entered the shortcut key, and dialed a person's number.

"Hey, it's me. Come with me to the annual meeting again."

The author has something to say:

Don’t worry about who Awo Pat is, hahaha, if you are interested, you can download it on Baidu~

Anyone guess right?

In fact, Xue Yun just didn't find the right way...

I don't know why it was locked, saying that there is no review by netizens? ?Sigh, I tried to modify a little bit to update the time to see if I could unlock it.