living in the pocket of a nemesis

When Ye Tang got into the car, he was still thinking about what Fu Linfeng said.

He was very engrossed, thinking about the possibility of combining various methods, and how to cut in without being abrupt. Even while conceiving the melody, his left hand was already unconsciously matching the chords and arpeggios until the driver called He repeated it twice before Ye Tang let out an ignorant oh, and temporarily pulled out from his own world.

Back home, Ye Tang plunged into the piano almost non-stop, frowning, trying out the desired melody over and over again.

In fact, the matter of composing music has been advancing with the times, just like many creative categories. A variety of simulators can easily complete composing, arranging and mixing, which is convenient and advanced.

But maybe it was a matter of previous habits, but Ye Tang is still used to playing the melody he wants first, and then scribbling and modifying it on the paper. When he has a similar outline, he will sit down quietly and use the software to go further refinement.

It is one thing for Fu Linfeng to give him inspiration, but it is another thing to grasp and realize the inspiration at this moment.

The metronome was ticking all night, his fingers were hot, and he didn't notice when his parents came, but he was still immersed in it, and there were all half-written and dissatisfied discarded manuscripts at hand. .

Fortunately, the villa area where he lives is very private, and each building is far away from each other, so there is no need to worry about disturbing the residents.And it wasn't the first time his parents saw him like this, they had long been used to it, they didn't step forward to interrupt, and went straight to the third floor to rest.

Until the thick blackness of the night was covered by light mist, Ye Tang gritted his teeth, but his frown finally relaxed a little.

The big skeleton has been basically completed, but he is still a little dissatisfied with the final finishing touch.

However, Ye Tang knew his own state well, and understood that it was pointless to continue to investigate without any new clues, so he simply turned off the metronome, stacked stacks of papers and put them aside, thinking about playing something to relax .

It wasn't until the melody slipped out of his fingers that Ye Tang realized that what he subconsciously played was Nocturne No. [-] in E-flat major, which he rushed to the balcony to think about after the quarrel at Fu Linfeng's house that day.

The night sky that night seemed to be the same as it is now.

When his finger pressed the last note, Ye Tang subconsciously looked out the window——

The night came to an abrupt end with the last octave chord of his right hand, and almost at the same time, the sun broke through the barrier, and the fog rose up...

It's today's sunrise.

Ye Tang didn't relax until he finished playing. The exhaustion from staying up all night swept over him. After a hasty wash, he simply fell on the bed and fell asleep instantly.

He returned to Warsaw that year in his dream.

At that time, I had just been abroad for two years, bid farewell to the turmoil and unacceptable conditions of the first year, and finally gradually adapted to this kind of life.

Professor Hayden always said that he was too thin, especially in the first year when he was almost skinny. Can't play at all.

Looking back now, he hardly has a deep impression of that year. What remains in his mind is the day and night practice, and the fragile stomach that would make him feel sick and vomit after eating a little greasy food.At that time, Ye Tang didn't dare to video-video with his parents at all, for fear that An Qiao would fly over to hold him and cry if he couldn't hold back.

Fortunately, I finally got used to it in the second year, and I would occasionally go out for a trip alone in my free time, and everything was on the right track.

He didn't expect to be able to participate in the competition that year, nor did he expect to win the award that year.

Autumn in Warsaw is very ethereal, the sky is blue and high, and the street trees on both sides are straight but beautiful, which always reminds him of the perfect dome of the concert hall.

It wasn't a long fall, but because his game day was on the last day, he was able to fully immerse himself in the melodious music of Poland that year.

He stood up again at that time, and when the result was announced, everyone stood up and applauded him. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and he was stunned, almost unable to believe it was true.

Hayden smiled at him from the judges' bench, and the packed room overflowed with admiration.

Ye Tang was wearing a black tuxedo, and his bow tie was a delicate and elegant butterfly. Even though he was a little shy and awkward, he still looked like a little prince walking out of a field of flowers.

After a long recovery, he greeted the audience and accepted all congratulations.

He did it.

At that time, Ye Tang came out of the concert hall, and his parents were waiting for him at the door.

An Qiao hugged him excitedly, and kept saying "Tang Tang is great", the father who was always unsmiling became gentle, and there were still teachers and classmates standing beside him, and everyone surrounded him and praised him.

Ye Tang seemed to have returned to that day in a dream, and his memory was even more vivid.

He was hugged by his mother, but he couldn't help looking around, and remembered what he had said many years ago.

"Then we'll play games together, go to Poland together, go to Warsaw together—"

"I've even chosen which one of Fu Linfeng's photo to put! When we submit it, it's best that the names are next to each other. I wear black and he wears white."

"Then what if I really win an award? This is not something I need to consider, because Fu Linfeng is a genius!"

Fu Linfeng's understanding of Qin is innate.

This has nothing to do with his background or experience. Even though his age of contact with classical music is considered late in these artistic families, as long as he stands in front of the piano, he can still shine.

It was only later that he really won the award. Whether it was in a dream or in reality, Ye Tang searched for a long time, but failed to find a silent figure.

Ye Tang was woken up by his mother.

"Tang Tang?" An Qiao called him twice tentatively, originally thinking that it would be fine if he didn't respond, but he didn't expect Ye Tang to sleep so lightly this time.

"You've been sleeping for a long time, do you want to eat something?" An Qiao asked softly, "You didn't eat much yesterday afternoon, and after you came back from the hotel, you spent the whole night before resting, otherwise you can eat something before going to bed ?”

Ye Tang sat up from the bed, rubbed his face, and saw that it was almost evening.

I have slept for so long...

He shook his head: "I won't sleep anymore, I'll get up and have dinner."

"Then what do you want to eat? Your father hasn't come back from working overtime, and auntie has something to do today..." An Qiao blinked concealedly, and whispered, "Then shall we go out to eat? Or ask someone to deliver?"

In Ms. An's life dictionary, there is no option to cook by herself. In order to conceal the fact that she doesn't know anything, An Qiao added in passing: "Actually, your father went to line up to buy the soup dumplings at the door this morning. There is also vermicelli soup! I just thought you were sleeping, so I didn't call you. Mom will ask Dad to buy it for you tomorrow!"

Ye Tang didn't feel comfortable telling An Qiao that he actually ate twice a few days ago, and he didn't queue up to buy it by himself. Now he was not so new about that restaurant, so he nodded and answered her last question: "Go out Let's eat."

"Okay, then you wash up, and mom will clean up too." Seeing that his son didn't care about it, An Qiao stood up with a smile and went to change clothes.

Knowing that it would take half an hour for An Qiao to get dressed, Ye Tang regained consciousness from the dream and began to compete with last night's melody again.

When the other party was finished and walked out of the room, Ye Tang had already played the outline of what he had written so far. Since he didn't have time to put it on the software, he recorded a demo casually first, and planned to think about it when he came back.

An Qiao changed into a very youthful short skirt and stood beside Ye Tang as young as his sister. She smiled and waved to him: "Come on, let's go eat roast duck today."

Even though he hadn't eaten all day, Ye Tang wasn't too hungry. Both of them had average appetites, so they chatted while eating.

An Qiao chatted with Ye Tang about everything. He said that the producer at yesterday's reception was not bad, and that the special guest he was going to record was his high school classmate... We talked a lot, just to take care of Ye Tang. Fu Linfeng was not mentioned.

In fact, An Qiao used to like to chat with Ye Tang most in front of him.

No matter how dull Ye Tang was, he knew that An Qiao was avoiding the topic. He opened his mouth several times, wanting to tell An Qiao that his relationship with Fu Linfeng was a little... subtle.

After all, if they were to say they were completely opposite, it wouldn't count now, because in those days they were still forced to be tied together with Fu Linfeng.

But if you want to talk about reconciliation... it seems that there is no such thing.

The two haven't been in touch since the other party sent him back, as if it was just an insignificant episode.

Ye Tang hesitated for a long time, because he didn't know where to start, so he gave up speaking again.

After all, An Qiao also knew the whole story.

Fortunately, An Qiao talked about her affairs again. She told Ye Tang that she was going to record a program tomorrow, and the TV station was too far away from her home, so she might temporarily live in that house with her father for a few days.

"Do you want to come with Tang Tang?" An Qiao asked him, "It's just that the piano over there hasn't been tuned for a long time, so it may not meet your requirements."

Ye Tang was now full of unfinished melodies, so he didn't agree immediately.

After the two of them finished their meal, An Qiao wanted to buy clothes when they passed by the mall, and Ye Tang just wanted to digest his food, so he went into the mall with her.

An Qiao himself knew that he spent a lot of time shopping, so he didn't let Ye Tang keep choosing.Ye Tang said to her, "I'll go shopping elsewhere by myself", and went to other floors of the shopping mall.

He didn't have any purpose, he just wanted to walk around casually.

Ye Tang originally wanted to look around, but when he passed the supermarket on the first floor, he couldn't hold back and turned in.

Feeling tired after dinner, Ye Tang remembered the sparkling water he drank a few days ago, and suddenly felt a little greedy, so he pushed a small cart and started shopping.

Probably after a period of time when one chocolate a day could fill him up, Ye Tang's heart is moved now when he sees the dazzling array of packaging, and he doesn't care if he can finish it later, as long as he sees what he wants to eat, he will throw it in.

As a result, his trolley was almost full before he finished shopping in the second half of the snack area.

Did you buy a little more?

Ye Tang frowned and thought about it, but after looking around, it seemed that there was nothing he particularly didn't want to eat.

Forget it, at worst, someone will help take it back later...

Ye Tang quickly got rid of the psychological burden of buying too much, and continued to immerse himself in the joy of shopping. Finally, when he reached the sparkling water showcase, his shopping cart was already piled up.

Originally, he only took one bottle, but then he thought that he might have to continue fighting when he went back tonight, so he quickly took several more bottles.

When he stuffed a lot of it, he saw an advertising label in the cabinet next to him. It turned out to be the new grape flavor of this sparkling water.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tang stared at those sodas for a long time, hesitatingly wanted to stretch out his hand, but felt that he was baffled.

If it is said that the reason is that I saw some grape-flavored drinks when Fu Linfeng opened the refrigerator, it seems a bit too far-fetched.

And I don't seem to have any connection with Fu Linfeng...

The meaning of taking the flavor of grapes is also very strange.

Ye Tang stood in the supermarket, hesitating because of a bottle of soda with other flavors, and he himself felt strange.

Forget it, just try a new flavor?

Feeling that he was too stupid to be entangled, Ye Tang took a bottle quickly while thinking so, and pushed it away.

Seeing that there were too many things in the trolley, Ye Tang finally decided to stop here, and planned to go to the checkout first, and then let the delivery man from the supermarket deliver them home.

There were a lot of people queuing at the checkout, Ye Tang saw that the line in front of him would probably take a while, thought for a while, put the cart aside temporarily, and wanted to go to the bathroom first.

The sequelae of staying up all night hadn't subsided, and it couldn't be made up for by a sudden sleep. Ye Tang felt a little groggy as he walked to the bathroom.

Otherwise, I'd better go to bed tonight...

He hissed, feeling dizzy, and felt top-heavy as soon as he closed the door, and was about to fall if he didn't pay attention——

"boom!"

There was a loud knocking sound from the compartment.