Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

It comes from self-study books. Books are dead. If there are related mistakes, no one will point them out for Zheng Lixin. He can only continue to make mistakes like this.

And these days, in addition to practicing the piano, Zheng Hongyi will give the other party some music scores that the other party has never touched before to practice, so as to find the shortcomings in it, point out one by one for the other party, and then correct them one by one.

At the end of the song, Zheng Hongyi, who had been listening with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

Not far away, Chu Jingran was looking at him with nervous and expectant eyes, obviously looking forward to his next comment.

Seeing the nervous and expectant eyes of the other party like a small animal, Zheng Hongyi smiled uncontrollably, stood up and walked to the person, and said in a kung fu way: "There has been progress, and many places pointed out before have been corrected one by one. After correcting it, it can be seen that Li Xin listened and corrected very seriously."

A gleam of bright color flashed in the pair of cat pupils in sight, like a child who got candy.

Zheng Hongyi walked up to the person, and took a pen next to him to draw a stroke on the score, "There are two bass scores, but you only played one. There is nothing wrong with the main melody of this score. The flaws lie in the On top of the subnote you play with your left hand."

Chu Jingran looked at the marked out place, seemed to have a feeling, then looked at his left hand resting on the black and white keys, and a mellow voice from a man beside him said, "Play this section again."

Looking at the music score on the music stand, Chu Jingran pressed the keys again, because he had been staring at the area marked out by the man on it, so when he walked to that area, he seemed extremely nervous, and even subconsciously held his breath.

Bass spectrum, bass spectrum, bass spectrum... Finally, when passing through this bass spectrum, it popped up smoothly. At the end of the song, he turned his head expectantly, but he saw that Zheng Hongyi beside him frowned even tighter than before.

Chu Jingran's heart skipped a beat, could it be that he was wrong again?

Zheng Hongyi didn't speak, just repeated what he said just now, and said, "Play it again."

Chu Jingran, who couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, became even more nervous. He rested his hands on the black and white keys, his eyes were paying attention to the skipping of each note, and his whole heart was beating with the melody.

It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong... It's just that the more he warns himself, the more his fingers become disobedient. In just two short beats, Chu Jingran clearly heard that he played the wrong note.

Just like a child subconsciously wants to correct something after doing something wrong, he hurriedly wants to correct it again, but this will have skipped the previous beat, just adding the non-existent treble or bass on top of the original melody, then The whole tune will be all messed up.

It was just a simple moment, and the originally melodious melody immediately became noisy and harsh.

As soon as the voice hit his ears, Chu Jingran became more anxious, but the more anxious he was, the more he made mistakes. The more he wanted to stop, the more uncontrollable his fingers were, jumping up and down, correcting and imposing, all in chaos.

Stop, stop quickly, Chu Jingran yelled desperately in his heart, his whole body also became flustered and helpless in this situation, just when he was about to cry, suddenly a man stuck behind him The strong chest, the trembling fingertips were wrapped by a pair of generous hands.

Those big hands seemed to have magical powers, holding down his trembling fingertips, wrapping him up and down on the black and white keys.

The man's deep and mellow voice came from beside his ears, "Don't worry, don't panic, just let it pass if you make a mistake, remember to correct it next time, and put your heart on the next key and note that is about to fall, It is not the mistakes that have passed, and it is not the unknown that has not yet come."

"Don't use your eyes, feel with your heart, try to close your eyes, and feel their existence with your heart, I believe you can do it."

The soothing magnetic voice entered his ears, and Chu Jingran's tense heart suddenly calmed down. Hearing the other party's words, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he tried to close his eyes slowly, not to look at the notes he had been obsessed with on the score line. .

Different from the embarrassment of forgetting the words in the imagination, without the interference of the eyes, Chu Jingran's whole thinking became very clear, and each note seemed to be transformed into a cute elf, flashing in his mind one by one middle.

Happy, cute, mischievous, mischievous... The knuckles, which were originally extremely stiff, gradually loosened under the man's palm.

That short paragraph had already been skipped while speaking, and Zheng Hongyi directly led the person's hand to bounce from the head. He felt the stiff fingers under his palm loosen slightly, and then exerted a little strength, and then little by little.

It seems that the young bird that has been protected under the wings has finally grown up, trying hard to try the dream of flapping its wings and soaring in the sky.

In the end, after feeling that it had returned to its usual stability and order, Zheng Hongyi slowly withdrew the last holding point in his hand.