Pipa line

A certain practice room of Star Academy.

"Sen, how is this time?" Hino put down the violin in his hand and asked impatiently.

"Well... most of the problems are fine," Sen gestured "OK" to her, "but, the technical aspect is still..."

She didn't say the whole thing, but it was enough for Hino to understand what she meant, "Is that so..."

"But it's much better than before, and the melody has stabilized." Sen said quickly, "To tell you the truth, I was actually worried every time I practiced before, and now I can finally feel relieved. "

"Hey~ Is it true? Is it more stable than before?" Hino thought for a while: "Maybe it's because I put in a lot of effort and wanted to play the violin completely according to the music score. The notes represent the emotions of the composer. If the composer's intention cannot be fully understood from the score, other things are not so important. So it is very important to follow the score, and Shisui-kun is the same What did you say?"

"Well, the most basic things are often the most important." Sen also nodded.

"Okay, let's stop practicing here today." Hino looked at the time: "You should also have a task to complete, right? I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time. You can continue to use the piano room, I Just go to the rooftop to practice."

Thinking about the fact that I still have three songs to practice, Sen didn't say politely to her: "Okay, then you can do it."

After practicing on the rooftop for a while, Hino put down the violin and rubbed his stiff neck, muttering, "It's so difficult here..."

She flipped through the music score on the music stand: "According to the music score, this should be portamento... But it seems to sound better if you use tremolo... No, no, let's follow the score."

"...But, if this is the case," a sleepy voice suddenly sounded: "The sound that comes out is not the sound of your piano, senior..."

"Zhishui?" Hino was taken aback, then turned to look at him: "There is still Weiming? Why are you here?"

"Good day, senior." Weiming bowed slightly and replied, "I came up to listen to the CD, and then I happened to meet Zhishui."

"That's it." Hino nodded to her, then turned to Zhishui and asked, "Are you telling me not to play according to the score? But, Zhishui, didn't you say before that it is very important to practice according to the score ?"

"...That's not senior sister's score." Zhishui said slowly.

Hino subconsciously flipped through the signature on the flip book: "Eh? This is my score, that's right. Look, it still has my name written on it."

"Senior Hino, Shisui didn't mean that." Weiming said.

Shimizu Katsura nodded slowly.

"...So what does that mean?" Hino wondered.

"...The ones put there are not senior's score. Senior's score," Zhishui slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at Hino's chest: "here."

"... Huh?" Hino expressed his incomprehension.

Zhishui Gui tilted his head and thought hard for a while, but he still didn't know how to explain it better.So he slowly turned his head to Weiming, and looked at her ignorantly with expectant eyes.

Weiming usually has a lot of contact with Shisui Guiyi, so he can understand his thinking circuit better than ordinary people.Weiming thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "Uh, Senior Hino, I think, Shisui should say that he wants you to be loyal to the score in your heart, right?"

Shisui nodded, "はい."

"...the music score in your heart?"

"Skills are certainly important, but all skills serve to express the emotion of the piece." Wei Ming pursed her lips: "No matter what piece you choose, senior, as long as you express the emotion you want to express the most through playing Just come out, and you don’t have to be stubborn and rigidly follow the score.”

Shizumi nodded vigorously.

"Senior, when you played the piece just now, even though it wasn't proficient and smooth enough, it was generally fine." Weiming recalled the performance he just heard: "But... it just feels like something is missing."

"Is something missing...?" Hino also frowned.

"...Senior's tone is very honest." Zhishui, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "But this honesty... is almost gone now..."

"..."

"...No, it's not right." Zhishui thought for a while again: "Senior's voice...should be born from the bottom of my heart...not like it is now..." Very deliberate and unnatural.

Hino held his violin blankly.

Has her understanding been wrong all along?

"...'Only the emotions that come from your heart can make your music shine.' This is a sentence I like very much." Zhishui said seriously: "This sentence... I give it to you now, Senior Hino."

"..."

"Ahem, senior Hino." Weiming coughed a few times to catch her attention: "Don't forget...the reason why you were chosen."

...the reason why...was selected in the first place?

[Although this is a magic violin that anyone can play, only when your feelings resonate with the violin can you use it to play nice tunes!It can't be done casually! 】

【The one who plays the violin is not someone else, but yourself. 】

[It's incredible, after using emotions to transform these notes into sounds, such a beautiful melody will appear...how should I put it.?It was the performer who revived the voice... right? 】

[Actually, there is nothing special about the music.Especially classical music, although in terms of form, it may make people feel that it is more or less high-spirited, but I think it is just like the conversation, contact and play in our life, it is natural and emotional, There is no difference between the two. 】

[It's not Senior Hino's music score... Senior's score is here. 】

"..."

The musical score in your heart...?

She seems to understand a little bit...

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Weiming found a seat according to the number on the invitation letter, and sat down.

Regarding Tsukimori's proposal to perform in an ensemble at a charity concert, Weiming still did not agree to it in the end.After all, if Yuesen goes, it can be said that mother and son are performing on the same stage. If she goes... what is it? →_→

When Yuesen handed her the invitation letter that day, he was still a little unhappy: "Weiming, do you really think about it?"

"...No, thank you."

Yuesen sighed, but still persisted: "If you change your mind, please tell me immediately."

"... Oh." No way!

But when the rest of the people who received the invitation letter also arrived at the venue one after another and sat down around her, Weiming found that she really regretted it...

It doesn't matter if everyone except her is sitting in the same row, why are everyone except her invited in the name of Yuesen's mother? =mouth=?

"Ara, Weiming, you are the only one who doesn't sit in the same row as us." Hino covered his mouth and snickered, "Oh, why is that~?"

"...I, how would I know!" Weiming turned her head away in embarrassment and angrily.

The concert was, as always, a great success.Several people discussed it, and felt that it would be more sincere to thank Hamai Misa in person for their invitation, so they went backstage together.

When they arrived at the backstage lounge, Misa Hamai hadn't had time to change out of her costume, and Ren Tsukimori had just loosened her tie.After another exchange of polite greetings, everyone's nerves were truly relaxed.

Weiming looked freshly at Yuesen's disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, and recalled his serious appearance in the past when he was always neatly buttoned up to the top button of his school uniform shirt, and couldn't help but "puchi" laughed out.But fortunately, her voice was very soft, no one could hear it except Yue Senlian who was standing next to her, so it was not considered rude.

Yuesenlian glanced at her slightly dissatisfied and annoyed, Weiming lowered her head in embarrassment, and touched the tip of her nose.

Ala, ala, she really did not expect it...

Hamai Misa saw all of this, but her face remained calm.She smiled and said to Hino and the others: "The last selection competition is coming soon? How are you preparing?"

"はい!" Tsuchiura Ryotaro, who is a loyal fan of Hamai Misa, immediately stood at attention: "Thank you for your concern! It's almost ready!"

"Really, that's good." Misa Hamai nodded: "Then how many of you?"

"Ah, it's okay." Huoyuan scratched the back of his head.

"I'm looking forward to...Senior Tsukimori's... performance in the last selection competition." Zhishui said slowly.

"Yes..." Donghai also said shyly, "But I am also looking forward to your performance, Weiming... You performed really wonderfully in the last selection competition."

"Ah, thank you." Weiming nodded to her.

In the end, only Hino was left who hadn't spoken yet.Seeing everyone looking at him, Hino lowered his head slightly, but soon raised his head again and said with a smile, "I will play in my own way for the last selection competition."

"..."

She looked straight at the group of people in the lounge, and said generously: "I will play music that is unique to me, not restricted by the score, and seeks truth from facts. So, everyone," the red-haired girl smiled brightly: " Please look forward to it."

"Sister Xiangsui...I will definitely do it!"

"Ah! Then I'll just wait and see!"

"Senior Hino...Please do your best..."

"はい! I will definitely!"

Such a smile, such vitality, was the Hino Kahoko he knew.

Tsuchiura looked at the energetic red-haired girl and thought with a smile.

I participated in the music competition because of you, and I have been following your figure to advance... So, please be sure, keep going.

After that, Hino suggested that they go to a nearby dessert shop to eat cakes, and naturally no one raised any objections.After Yuesen changed into casual clothes, several of them went out noisy together.

A group of people walked out of the concert hall talking and laughing, Weiming casually glanced in the direction of the gate, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"—teak?"

Although her voice was not loud, everyone present heard the name clearly.They stopped talking at the same time, and turned their heads to look in the direction Weiming was pointing at.

——At the end of the road, a handsome young man with long purple hair was standing there quietly with downcast eyes.Sensing the commotion ahead, he put his hand back a strand of hair that had fallen behind his ear, and smiled up at them.

"Wei Ming, everyone... I'm back."

The author has something to say: Do you think that teak just disappeared like this? It’s so naive! It’s back now!back!Come!up! (What are you proud of? Hey →_→)

Bow your head and touch your fingers...this weekend, that is, take a leave of absence tomorrow to review. I am so busy that I am about to fly (after posting the article, I will go to the review hell again QAQ)...Recently, many girls are There is an exam, QAQ, everyone is struggling, so let’s work hard together, QAQ! ! !After the exam, maybe there will be a daily update →_→

Finally, um, use the newly learned skills to make a roll, begging for the overlord and the overlord ticket? 00 (Cover your face!! This is what the editor taught you to slap me, don’t hit me, and don’t slap me in the face!!)