[Golden String + Net King] Arc

[Fifteen] Liberation

For the whole week of the final exam, Qingyu was in a state of dead body for the first four days, and even Yumu couldn't help teasing, "Didn't Teacher Xiao En from the St. Lawrence Orchestra give you any cultural lessons?"

Qing Yu cast a resentful glance at the all-academic brother next to him, "I did find a teacher...but the mathematics over there is not as perverted as here! And why do you think the old man would recruit people in Vienna to call me Chinese? ..."

Teak stroked his forehead, "Then at least there is no problem with English... right?" Qing Yu's more helpless eyes raised the final consonance unconsciously, changing from affirmative to questioning.

Qing Yu rushed to the table, "I can speak, listen, and write, but why should I understand the illogical reading comprehension and grammar..."

Even the gentle and calm teak in the past, he couldn't help but touch his forehead.

Good luck to you, sister.

Finally, it was Friday, the day of the performance exam, among the tense music students around, Qing Yu finally found calmness and relaxation.

When it was Qing Yu's turn, it was already close to lunch time, but the people around were still crowded, most of them had the mentality of watching the fun.

After all, for music students, the St. Lawrence Orchestra is simply a distant dream.And now there happened to be such a well-known young musician in Europe by his side, how could he suppress his curiosity? !

If you are hungry, you will be hungry, and the musicians of the St. Lawrence Orchestra are not playing all the time...

And when the onlookers saw Qing Yu walking into the music classroom carrying a violin bag and bowing to the two judges, then opened the piano stool and sat down, the corners of their mouths twitched collectively.

One of the two teachers who are judges is Michiko Shiratori, who was also a judge at the school recital.

Teacher Shiratori couldn't help but chuckled, "Miss Qing majored in piano?"

Qing Yu spread her hands helplessly, acquiescing, ""Carmen", please give me more advice."

The girl's slender and fair fingers spread out on the piano. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and her fingers began to move nimbly on the keys, accompanied by the flowing music.

When the classic passage of "Carmen" sounded, everyone in the classroom was already immersed in the light music, and their bodies beat the beat unconsciously.

In order to save time, the original performance test often stops in the middle of the first piece of music, but Qingyu's performance has been played until the perfect reception.

The people around seemed to react suddenly, and applauded collectively following the leadership of several people.The teacher next to Teacher Shiratori couldn't help nodding, "It's indeed worthy of being a musician in the St. Lawrence Orchestra. Even if you don't major in musical instruments, it's not easy to have such a level." Seeing the satisfied look in the eyes of the other party, they all wrote down the full marks in the grade book without hesitation.

Qing Yu got up neither humble nor overbearing, and bowed politely towards the two judges, looking at Shiratori teacher who has an absolute leading position in the Japanese piano industry, "It's just a trick." It's not that she is self-effacing, it's just She, who has experienced world-renowned orchestra concerts, naturally knows that her piano level is not very good in the professional field, and it can even be said that it is still far behind.

Shiratori smiled, "Miss Qing has changed a lot. I have never heard you play such a lingering piece of "Carmen" before." There was a bit of teasing in her eyes.

And who changed you?

Qing Yu's eyes drifted away for a moment, but she smiled and said nothing, but a face flashed in her mind involuntarily.

"If it wasn't for Teacher Xiao En, I definitely wouldn't let you go. I really want to bring you to my side. But..." She looked at Qing Yu's violin next to the piano, "Unfortunately, compared to the piano, you obviously I still prefer the violin."

Qing Yu smiled again, "Thank you, Teacher Shiratori."

"Okay." Shiratori looked at his watch, then glanced at the students around him, and proposed following everyone's wishes, "It's almost lunch time, and the morning exam is almost over...Miss Qing, would you Don't want to play a violin to wrap up our morning exam?"

Qing Yu glanced at the eager eyes of the crowd, and naturally agreed.

Bending down to take out his golden violin from the bag, he bowed gracefully.The body stands naturally, the chin is raised slightly, proud and confident - this is the violin princess.But her brows were still relaxed, and the corners of her mouth curled up in joy.

A piece of Paganini's "Variations on a Theme of Rossini" flows naturally and smoothly with the movement of the girl pulling the strings and the body gently swaying with the music.

The eyes of the people around couldn't help but shine.

This is her level.

When the last variation of the music started, all the violin students around couldn't help but marvel at the girl's proficient and exquisite technique, feeling that there is a huge gap between them and the girls.And students who are not majoring in violin can clearly see the high level of girls through their appreciation and understanding of music.

Gorgeous finish.

The girl put down the bow and let out a breath, with a different expression on her whole body.

There was silence all around.

The teacher sitting next to Shiratori couldn't help but marvel, "Oh my god, I really can't believe that this piece of music was written by a high school student. It makes me, a violin teacher, feel ashamed. Teacher Xiao En Sure enough, there are a lot of talents!"

Applause erupted from all around.

Qing Yu didn't reply, but obviously accepted the evaluation and praise.

For the violin, she has enough confidence and pride.

**

"So, Lian's performance exam is over too?" Along with the surging crowd going downstairs, Qing Yu met a young man standing on the side of the road who kept turning his head back, obviously waiting for her.

"En." Yuesen responded, and walked naturally to the right to help the girls block the crowd.

Qing Yu smiled knowingly, "Then, let's go home early."

When Yue Sen heard the word "go home", he was stunned for a while, and then his heart felt warm.

their home.

On the way back on foot, because it was already early summer, the sun at noon was not mild.Qing Yu was obviously listless, and he was unwilling to reconcile: "The training camp is still a week away, and I wanted to take advantage of this time to visit Japan...but I'm dying of seeing the light... …I hate summer…”

On the other hand, Yuesen listened to the girl's childish complaints with a good temper.

Those who don't know will never understand that the three-month-old of the two is Qing Yu.

Back home, Qing Yu rushed into the kitchen and drank a glass of water slowly.Yue Sen at the kitchen door looked at the girl's unrefined Niu Yin, and frowned helplessly, "Slow down..."

No one snatched...

"The final exam is finally over. At this time, I really miss the days in the orchestra." Qing Yu said carelessly, "I'm so busy every day, I stay in the piano room and practice in the dark, how can I have free time every day? Tossing those boring things that use up brain cells... and the teacher's central air conditioner is turned on all year round, even outside, the summer is only 18 to 20 degrees Celsius, which is not like Japan, the whole person is lazy..."

Yue Sen's face was half darkened, and he said coldly: "It's not good."

"En?" Qing Yu raised her head.

"Central air-conditioning is not conducive to air circulation all year round, and..." Yue Sen pinched the center of his eyebrows, obviously displeased.

Not good at all, your time in Vienna.

I can't see you.

Qing Yu blinked, then came to her senses, and secretly stuck out her tongue.

"Actually... the band is not that good, the pressure of competition is so great..." Qing Yu knew that she had slipped her tongue, and stepped forward and tugged on Yuesen's sleeve in a fawning manner, "But what I miss the most is the food of the band, Austin In order to cater to my taste, my wife practiced delicious Chinese dishes. So, today I will cook, and Lian will wait for my Chinese meal!"

Although it is "I'm here to cook today", in fact, Qing Yu cooks every time, or some restaurants outside that are famous for their cleanliness, sanitation and safety pack a little food home.

Let Yuesen boy cook——Qing Yu silently supported his forehead, so forget it.

Yuesen sighed helplessly, it was too obvious that the topic had changed.But in my heart, I still feel a lot more comfortable.

Qing Yu's picky eaters have reached a certain level. When she is new to a place, the chef is often not able to meet her requirements, so naturally she has developed a good cooking skill to satisfy her appetite.

It's just that the big lunch at noon still hasn't been made.

When Qing Yu, who was planning to show off her culinary skills, opened the refrigerator with only a few green vegetables, a small plate of sushi and other odds and ends left, she was stunned.So the agreed Chinese meal can only be replaced by two bowls of vegetable ramen.

This week is busy with final exams, neither of them have time to go to the supermarket...

So the landlord's house has no food left orz...

Qing Yu shyly brought the two bowls of noodles to the table. Fortunately, Yue Sen was not picky, so he ate them all for the sake of saving face, which comforted Qing Yu a little.

After the meal, Yue Sen consciously washed the dishes, while Qing Yu lazily leaned on the sofa blowing the cool breeze.

The phone beeped.

【Xiaoyu, my father asked you if you want to go back to your home during the summer vacation? ——Yuki Ninja]

Qing Yu frowned, not showing any face.

[If you know that it is thankless, do less. —— Small words. 】

As transparent as she is, she has long understood that this is something her father entrusted to him without being able to speak to her.

With patience, he looked at the reply letter on the phone and smiled wryly.

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Aoyou just fixed a bug and kept writing Carmen as Canon...No one reminded me...I suddenly thought of it when I was writing an article while listening to music today...Canon is a kind of fingering practice music for playing the piano. I played a lot at the beginning, so when I wrote it, I wrote it as Canon o(>﹏<)o

If there are other bugs, please let me know if you see them, thank you~