[Yu Huang] The Pontoon Bridge of Dreams

After getting the mop, Huang Shaotian thanked him and hurriedly began to tidy it up. Yu Wenzhou kindly asked if he wanted to help, but he was rejected on the grounds that "It would be embarrassing for Huacai to borrow a mop from you after listening to such a poor thing. Please help me mop the floor, even if it’s for the friendship between the composition department and the string department, I can’t do that.” Yu Wenzhou didn’t understand how this involved the friendship between the two departments, but he didn’t say anything else , Huang Shaotian quickly cleaned the piano room, and then asked him: "Are you going back?"

Yu Wenzhou stood at the door, he had already packed his things when he came over just now, he really planned to go back.

So he replied, "Yes, what about you?"

Huang Shaotian glanced out the window, seeing that the rain was still heavy, he heard Yu Wenzhou ask again: "Have you brought an umbrella? If not, we can go together."

Huang Shaotian was very moved, and immediately agreed to him graciously.

They swiped their cards and walked out of the piano building. The teacher in charge didn't make it difficult for him because he was on vacation. Huang Shaotian took Zheng Xuan's piano card and passed the test smoothly. When the teacher handed the card back, Huang Shaotian glanced at Zheng Xuan on the card. Xuan's ID photo, which seemed to be a bit sad, couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, then silently turned the side down and put it in his pocket.

Yu Wenzhou noticed his small movements, but didn't ask any questions.It was still raining outside, Yu Wenzhou opened his umbrella, and was about to ask Huang Shaotian where he was going, but Huang Shaotian asked him first: "Are you going back to the dormitory directly? Which building do you live in?"

Shouldn't he be the one to ask this question? Yu Wenzhou smiled, but still replied: "I live in Building No. 7. Where are you going? It doesn't matter if you don't go along the way, I'll just take you there." Knowing that he was worried about them The two were not on the same road, so Yu Wenzhou simply said this first.

But it was indeed not on the way, the dormitory area where Yu Wenzhou lived was an old area, close to the south gate of the school.And the newly built dormitory building where Huang Shaotian lived was in the north.

I'm sorry for someone I just met, but it's raining so hard, letting people follow him from south to north and then go back by himself, Huang Shaotian can't do such a foolish thing, but Xu Jingxi said before he left that he would If he has time, go to the piano store at the south gate to help him get back the spare piano he sent for cleaning. It has been several days, so he should be able to pick it up.So he replied: "I'm going to pick up something from the piano store at the south gate, so let's go together? Please."

Yu Wenzhou just replied lightly: "You're welcome." Then the two of them walked into the rain together holding an umbrella.

People who are familiar with Huang Shaotian will always say that he is talkative and often say that he is annoying, and maybe because they have known him for so long, they almost forget what Huang Shaotian was like when they were not familiar with him. Son.

Especially Zheng Xuan, Xu Jingxi and Song Xiao, who have known him since the middle school, because it was too long ago, they had long forgotten Huang Shaotian, who didn't talk much because they were unfamiliar, and they had been in the deep He deeply doubted whether it was possible for Huang Shaotian to not talk much because he was not familiar with him.Later, when the orchestra recruited new members, they all went to the rehearsal room to help, and heard a school girl inquiring about the name of the cold-looking but handsome violinist. At that time, Song Xiao was drinking water from a cup. With such a description, I looked around and found that in the entire huge rehearsal room, only Huang Shaotian was holding the violin, and that guy was sitting on the piano bench, rubbing rosin on the bow very seriously.Song Xiao couldn't hold back in the end, although he didn't spit out a mouthful of water, he choked and coughed for a long time before recovering.

But in fact, it is true. When Huang Shaotian is not talking alone, or when he is performing during practice, he does have a temperament that does not match his usual style. Song Xiao and the others attribute this to his other personality. It's called "Jasha Heifetz Too Deep Toxic Syndrome".

However, Song Xiao and the others' suspicions are actually very theoretically based. Judging from Huang Shaotian's usual interpersonal relationships, no matter if he is a very familiar roommate or a classmate he just knows, as long as he wants, he can follow people from today's cafeteria without hindrance. The fish-flavored shredded pork has no meat, only radish, Kung Pao chicken is just fried potatoes with cucumbers, and I have been talking about which piano room in the school has a broken piano music stand and the electric fan does not turn. Those letters written by Wagner and Liszt are really painful. The topic develops all the way and extends all the way, and there will be different development trends with different conversation partners.What surprised Song Xiao and the others even more was that none of the people who had such a conversation with Huang Shaotian had him blacklisted, and instead had a good relationship in the end. This really surprised them.

But at this time, Huang Shaotian didn't gossiping about running the train, they walked a certain distance from the piano building, and the only sound on the road was the sound of splashing water splashing on the waterlogged road.Generally, if classmates walk together with an umbrella, he would talk about some non-painful gossip like "It's raining so annoying, the road is full of mud and it's troublesome to walk on the road", or just ordinary conversations between classmates, Share some daily topics such as which teacher's class is better, which cafeteria has new delicious dishes, which supermarket is raising prices, etc., but for some reason, he feels that he doesn't seem to want to talk about these things with the person around him.

In fact, most of the time, he didn't really want to talk so much. To Song Xiao, the others, and a teacher who had a good relationship with Ye Xiu, it was because they were too familiar with each other, but they already knew what they were like.And sometimes those who are used to pass the boring time and those who are not so familiar with the nonsense, more or less have the taste of scene talk, the purpose is to avoid embarrassment and coldness, without any technical content at all.

He didn't really want to have such a nutritious conversation with Yu Wenzhou, and this wonderful intuition was groundless. Although this was the second time they had seen the person holding the umbrella beside him so far, and they didn't communicate much, but He could feel that this was a gentle and polite person who would not embarrass others, and he knew that even if he was talking about running trains and talking about hype, the other party would definitely not show the slightest bit of impatience.

Huang Shaotian turned his face slightly to the side and glanced at him secretly, but Yu Wenzhou didn't speak, his eyes were lowered as if he was thinking about something.So he didn't plan to start a topic, watching the continuous rain outside the umbrella, he hummed an unknown tune softly, the voice was blurred in the rain, and he couldn't hear it clearly, but fortunately, despite the situation It was quiet but not awkward, but the sound of the rain added some unique sentiment.He was still thinking that if Song Xiao and the others knew about the process of walking together in such a silent way, they would probably be able to swallow a triangle because of their surprise.

But this kind of silence didn't last. He was watching his feet so as not to step on the puddle, when he heard Yu Wenzhou ask him: "The brilliance you pulled just now, was it impromptu? Is it written down?"

This question brought back Huang Shaotian's embarrassing mood just now. Composition class is only a special option for their major, not the main course. In addition, he has always thought that he has no talent for composition, and he is not born with that skill. Blessing, so I don't pay much attention to writing my own music.But helplessly, the cadenza is really the most suitable way for every violinist to show off his skills. It is very attractive to write a cadenza for a piece he likes and then play it by himself.

The beginning of his colorful paragraph was written during the first rain this summer, but because it was a heavy rain that came and went quickly, it suddenly rained outside when he was sitting in the library memorizing his textbooks on harmony and acoustics , His favorite third movement happened to be playing in the earphones, so he suddenly took out a notebook and started writing, and finally wrote a few lines. The time made people feel very irritated. He looked at the harmony exam that he was about to take, so he put it on hold for now.

He pulled the strap of the piano case on his shoulder and then covered his face with his hand: "I remember, but can I trouble you to pretend you didn't hear it? It was written in random at the beginning, and then it ended this afternoon. I made some changes... Anyway, I don’t remember what it was in the end anyway, I almost forgot if you didn’t tell me, when I saw you standing outside the door, I really wanted to bury my face in the resonance box!”

"I think it's pretty good for impromptu. If you still have the score, can you show me? I'm very interested." Yu Wenzhou laughed after seeing his reaction, and said in a joking tone, "Don't mind so much, I'm also learning, and you haven't heard my work, maybe my level is not as good as yours."

This joke made Huang Shaotian couldn't help laughing, and he replied: "Don't, you comfort people not to spoil yourself like this hahaha, if you want to be on the same level as me, then don't participate in that kind of competition... ...It would be better for us to go to the south gate to have a late-night snack and then go back to the dormitory to wash and sleep."

Yu Wenzhou also laughed, the light from the street lamps appeared dim and yellow in the rain, and the light shone fragmentarily through the rain into the space under the umbrella. Yu Wenzhou smiled gently, his eyes narrowed slightly, with Huang Shaotian thinks it's better to forget about the kindness of narrowness, if he wants to see it, he can see it, anyway, he loses it if he is ashamed, it's not too bad.

He took out his own book from the pile of books he was holding and handed it over: "Here, don't laugh after reading it, and my handwriting may not be very good-looking, you... just make it."

Yu Wenzhou freed up one hand to take it, just as they reached the intersection, the light at the intersection was much stronger, Yu Wenzhou stopped there, and gave him the look of "I'll take a look here", Huang Shaotian followed him cooperatively. He took the umbrella in his hand, and the two of them stood side by side under the lamp, Yu Wenzhou concentrated on looking at the notebook, and Huang Shaotian concentrated on keeping his facial expression calm so that he would not do anything because of the strong sense of shame in his heart. Do something inappropriate.

The music section was not long, and Yu Wenzhou's ability to read scores was also very good. In addition, he had already heard the general melody just now, so he finished it quickly.Huang Shaotian was indeed not being self-effacing. If he looked closely, he would find many problems. However, the version written in the score was still somewhat different from what he had heard just now.He also said just now that he had just improvised changes during the performance. Yu Wenzhou silently compared the two melodies in his heart, then took out a pencil from his bag, made a hand gesture for writing, and asked Huang Shaotian said: "Is it possible?"

"It's okay, you can write, but the light is not too bright, can you see clearly? If you're okay after you go back... let's go to the piano shop together? Wouldn't it be more convenient to write if there are tables and stools there?" Huang Shaotian suggested , Xiao Shiqin, the owner of that piano shop, is also a graduate of their school. He studied violin making at school, and later opened his own shop. In his spare time, he also takes one or two students to teach violin. I went there to help when I was there, taught children to play the piano, and relived the happy time of killing chickens by the way.

"Alright." Yu Wenzhou replied, so he closed the notebook. Huang Shaotian originally planned to hand the umbrella back to him, but after thinking about it, he felt it was unnecessary. They walked towards the south gate together, and the raindrops fell on the umbrella. On the surface, Yu Wenzhou said again, "By the way, I forgot to mention the most important thing. The performance just now was very exciting."

It stands to reason that this should have been said when he had just listened to it, but who knew that Huang Shaotian would borrow a mop from him as soon as he opened his mouth, and he would forget about the business as soon as he came and went.

Huang Shaotian has heard a lot of compliments on performances, including compliments from classmates after the official performance, compliments from teachers in class, and affirmation from the group leader during rehearsals. It was the first time Huang Shaotian encountered it after hearing it and being praised again. He touched his nose and replied, "It's nothing. I've practiced the piece for countless times. If it doesn't work well, the teacher will cry." Yes. Do you think it is better because of the accompaniment of the sound of rain outside? Hahaha, the third movement is absolutely perfect with the sound of rain in nature. Among the four suites, this is the only one that matches best. Look at the other three The seasons and the themes of the performance are not very easy to match. If I have to talk about the part where the snow falls in winter, I can barely count it as one, but there is no sound at all when it snows..."

"Well, it might have something to do with the rain." Yu Wenzhou said, "But..." He paused, it's not very polite to rashly evaluate the playing style of someone he just met, not to mention the fact that he added the previous few In the performance that day, I only heard Huang Shaotian play the piano twice. Although Zhang Xinjie had told him about the overall style and he had his own judgment, it was still hard to say.

Huang Shaotian was keenly aware of his pause at this turning point, and he laughed: "Don't hesitate, just say what you want, I won't mind. But what?"

He was even a little curious. Although every performer is eager to be affirmed, blind affirmation will naturally not bring about progress.

Not to mention that he is still in such a bottleneck period of lack of smoke, he wants to hear different evaluations from different audiences.

Yu Wenzhou glanced at him. The people around him had very bright eyes, and they would narrow their eyes slightly when they smiled. Now he looked at himself with a very relaxed and normal smile, waiting for his evaluation after the turning point.Yu Wenzhou knew that he might want to hear some different voices, but this time he was going to disappoint him.

"It's nothing but, you know, I write a lot of music reviews, and I have to add words like "but" to everything I write. I'm always afraid that if I say too much, the teacher will call me back and rewrite it." Yu Wenzhou stopped looking at him. , said casually.

A look of disappointment flashed across Huang Shaotian's eyes, but it was only for a short moment, and then he laughed as usual, and replied, "Isn't that right, the topic of the final paper I drew was for Frank Sonata. Writing a music review, I was in a bad mood at the time, you know, before I practiced it, I always thought it was a very gloomy song, but because of the situational design, I went to check the background of the composition, and found that it was actually a wedding gift... ...Isn't this cheating? At that time, I felt like I was hit by a bassoon..."

The topic was diverted from this, and they didn't mention the performance just now until they reached the piano store.

"Shaotian? Why are you here at this time? Have you finished the exam?" There was still a student in the shop at this time, and Xiao Shiqin was helping him tune the strings when he saw Huang Shaotian who opened the door and came in.

"The exams are over long ago. The final performance is over and you didn't come to see it? It's so boring! I just stopped by with my classmates to avoid the rain and then use the place to do some academic work. We won't disturb you if you're busy." Huang Shaotian pointed out Pointing inside, "Is the classroom at the back empty?"

"Then why don't you guys practice at the front, I'll go to the back. There probably won't be anyone coming at the moment, so you can help me look around the store for a while." Xiao Shiqin replied, then got up and led the students to the piano room at the back After walking two steps, I turned back and asked him: "But I thought you came to pick up Xu Jingxi's piano? It's already cleaned up and it's at the back. Do you want to take it away together?"

"Oh..." Huang Shaotian saw Yu Wenzhou laughing, so he laughed too, "Hahaha I don't have a good memory recently, I just came here to help him take the piano back, and remind me when I leave!"

Xiao Shiqin took the students to the piano room at the back, so there were only the two of them left in the front hall. They finally sat on the piano bench together. Yu Wenzhou opened the book, took a pen and began to revise on it. Huang Shaotian was just about to ask him if he needed to play the version he played just now, but he saw that Yu Wenzhou had already written all the changes in his performance, and those two-note multi-note chords were also written down. The writing is very accurate.He said with a bit of praise: "Remember so clearly? Sure enough, your sight-singing and ear training are not for nothing. It's so good... I remembered that I wanted to pick up a piano score a few days ago, but I was entangled Yeah...although it's an excuse that I only listened to it once and didn't remember it well, but I'm still not very good at this kind of thing."

"Why do you want to write piano scores?" Yu Wenzhou asked casually, "But the absolute pitch of piano is easier to cultivate than your string music, so don't worry too much about it."

"Because the last time I went to the piano room to practice, I heard someone playing the piano. I thought there was a part of the tune that was very pleasant and wanted to write it down, but I forgot most of it after I went back. I don't care if I don't mention this kind of thing. I still won't try it in the future. It's already..." Huang Shaotian recalled the unknown ballad he heard in the piano room that afternoon, and when he returned to the dormitory, he could only remember the melody. When it was time to write, the only thing left that I remembered clearly enough was the very nice main theme.

"Oh? Maybe it's a student of the composition department..." Yu Wenzhou finished writing the last note, and he returned the notebook to Huang Shaotian, "It's changed, do you want to try it?"

Huang Shaotian had already taken out the piano and waited. He brought a music stand from the side and put the notebook on it, then stood over and scanned it first, and then started to play.

Yu Wenzhou still sat on the piano bench without moving. Huang Shaotian stood opposite him. This time it was a completely different feeling from the previous two times. He stood very close, and there was a music stand between them. He realized that Huang Shaotian might be With such a habit, when he plays the violin, he will always frown unconsciously, looking serious and serious, and he has a completely different feeling in peacetime.

He looked at the score very seriously, and those exquisite and complex melodies flowed out with his performance. Yu Wenzhou didn't make too many changes to the melody of this section of Huacai. Not so harmonious chords, and then made some slight adjustments to the whole melody, and now it sounds much more comfortable.

It's just that feeling became more and more clear in his heart, no matter Huang Shaotian's performance during the orchestra's performance, or the colorful performance he is playing now, the skills are very mature and the expressiveness of the music is very good, they are all great performances.But in his opinion, there is no way to compare it with the one he heard through a door just now. It is not because the song is accompanied by the pattering rain outside the window, which makes it appear more interesting and unique, but because In that piece of music, he played it freely and relaxedly enough, every note was flamboyant and agile, as if it could jump out of the phrase, but all of them were firmly connected together, forming such a piece of music, with the surging and fierce rhythm between the phrases The expressiveness is almost astounding.It was completely different from what he had heard before, the precise style that seemed to be carefully controlled, and every note seemed to be arranged just right.

It's not that there is a distinction between the two, even from the performance just now, Yu Wenzhou could hear some of Huang Shaotian's technical characteristics from it, and those things will not change.It’s just that, as a pure connoisseur, he would prefer the kind of performance just now with full of passion, as if he could catch some clues from those jumping notes, so as to reach a certain resonance with the performer.

"Hey, what are you thinking about, what are you thinking about?" The melody is not long, Huang Shaotian changed the bow to his left hand, held the piano in his arms, and shook his right hand in front of Yu Wenzhou's eyes. Yu Wenzhou was obviously thinking about something, His eyes were a little empty, Huang Shaotian joked with a smile: "Isn't it because I was shocked by this? Shouldn't it be?"

Yu Wenzhou came back to his senses, realized that he was too preoccupied just now, smiled at him, and replied: "Give me the book again, there is still a place to change it."

Huang Shaotian handed him the notebook: "It's the fifth measure, right? It seems easier to deal with the same position for monophonic notes, and it can be connected with the previous measure, but the timbre is still a bit poor. It should be better to switch to a higher position." It has a sense, and the so in front can also be pulled with an empty string, and it can also be used to change the position, which is too witty." He also affirmed himself by the way, and Yu Wenzhou was once again impressed by the huge performance during and after the performance. The contrast was amused, he shook his hand, the book was not connected properly, and fell to the ground.

"That's right there... the voice in the high register is still brighter, and it will sound better—" He bent down to pick up the book on the floor while answering, and turned to the page that was written on it with a fountain pen A piece of melody, Huang Shaotian's handwriting is actually not bad, correct, and the five-line notation can be regarded as eye-catching. The melody is not long, less than four lines, and only a dozen bars. Yu Wenzhou glanced at it and was stunned for a while. .

Huang Shaotian saw him staring at that page, and looked down at himself, and then said: "Ah, this is the piece I just said that I wanted to pick up a score but only remembered the main theme. It should be a narrative It’s just that I really can’t remember the previous part... It’s all because of what Zheng Xuan pulled me to do? I think this main theme is very nice, and it’s a little hard to describe. It sounds very soft, and I think it’s probably okay. Adding a violin accompaniment should also be good, as long as you can remember all the scores."

While talking, Huang Shaotian still felt quite regretful. Just as he finished speaking, he saw Yu Wenzhou close his notebook and smiled at him. That smile seemed a little different from what he had seen before. Although it was still gentle and polite, it was always It seems that it is not the same as before, probably because it is more clear.

Huang Shaotian saw him laughing like this, and immediately thought of a possibility, he asked with a little disbelief: "Hey, am I going? Is it true or not? You wrote this? You were the one who played the piano that afternoon? But to put it this way...it really fits, the feeling I had when I stood in the corridor that afternoon and heard the sound of the piano was really similar to when I saw you for the first time."

Gentle and not obtrusive, whether it is the soft and slow sound of the unknown piano, or the person in front of me who has been polite since the first meeting, they all feel the same.Gentle and casual with a little alienation, the melody is not complicated at first glance, but it is not elusive.

"It's me. I wrote it to practice my hand. I didn't expect that someone would hear it." Yu Wenzhou said so, bowed his head, corrected the parts that he said to be changed before, and returned them to Huang Shaotian. "Thinking about it this way, it's really a coincidence."

Huang Shaotian knew that he meant that he overheard him playing the piano by accident, and today he also overheard him playing the piano by accident.It's no coincidence what it is.

Daily life is too ordinary, so the coincidence of one or two things becomes rare and precious.He suddenly felt a sense of relief. The feeling of deliberately keeping a distance from this person because he just met him seemed to disappear because of such a coincidence. He sat down on the other side of the piano bench with his piano in his arms. , raised his chin towards the piano, and asked: "Can you play it again for me? This time I will definitely remember it, but even if I remember it, I don't need to pick up the score anymore. I have found the composer."

Yu Wenzhou said yes, he lifted the lid of the piano, and stroking the keys with his slender but not weak fingers. Hands are a very important congenital factor for musicians, but this is different from the sense of pitch. All outstanding musicians have a pair of hands with slender fingers and a large span. The flexibility and span can be more or less compensated by acquired practice, but no matter what, having a pair of good-looking hands always makes people feel It's more pleasing to the eye.

Thinking of this, Huang Shaotian remembered what he had seen before about violin asymmetry. After practicing for a long time, it is said that the size of the left and right faces will be asymmetrical, the length of the left and right hands will be asymmetrical, and the hearing of the left ear is not as good as that of the right ear. Except for the fact that the fingers on his left hand are longer than those on his right hand, the remaining two fingers are pure nonsense.

Yu Wenzhou started his performance, and Huang Shaotian thought of the half-bright sunlight in the corridor of the piano room that afternoon, half of the ground and walls were shrouded in shadow, and the soft sound of the piano rang out from there, and now As soon as he looked up, he could see the rain-wet road outside the window, faintly glowing under the illumination of the street lamps. From time to time, the headlights of passing cars flickered past, leaving fleeting lights. There was no trace of this scene. similarities, but he still feels that this song makes him have some indescribable trance, he doesn't know what kind of story this song is telling, but it is casual enough, like a wisp of nameless breeze that comes and goes, Gently and comfortably brushing past, it is impressive, but indescribable.

Unlike him, when Yu Wenzhou was playing the piano, there seemed to be a slight smile on his lips. He lowered his eyes, but his eyes were not looking at the keys. The last ending made the original crisp sound meaningful because he stepped on the soft pedal. Lifting his wrists and lightly clasping his hands together, he looked at Huang Shaotian with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Huang Shaotian hummed the main melody thoughtfully, tapping the time with his index finger on the piano bench, he didn't answer Yu Wenzhou, instead he stood up and put the piano stand in order to test the sound, and smiled at Yu Wenzhou, Yu Wenzhou saw his interest With some novelty and excitement in his eyes, Bo Bo turned around and began to play again.

When Xiao Shiqin sent him out after teaching the students, he happened to see this scene.Huang Shaotian was standing by the piano with his qin on his back. The boy who came with him lowered his head slightly and played the qin. It must have been the theme part. The person who played the piano slightly raised his head and looked in Huang Shaotian's direction. He understood it, and his accompaniment to the main theme sounded. The high pitch of the piano was clearer than that of the violin. Floating after each note, entangled with each other until the end of the part.

At the end of the song, Yu Wenzhou turned his head to look at Huang Shaotian again. The man held the bow in his left hand and hugged the piano in his arms, then freed his right hand to reach him: "Shouldn't you give me a high five? I think our cooperation is pretty good." ? But my accompaniment might sound better if you wrote it... Sure enough, I'm still good at composing... Ah, don't care about these details, come on!"

Yu Wenzhou replied: "Don't be too modest, I think it's outstanding." He raised his right hand, and the two of them clapped their hands and laughed together.

"First time working together?" Xiao Shiqin looked at them and asked, "That's really pretty good. This song is pretty good...You didn't write it, Shaotian, did you?"

"Of course not. If I could write like this, I would have transferred to the department a long time ago. Wait, is this wrong? Boss, do you have a little confidence in me? How about complimenting me once in a while?" They have known each other for a long time, Huang Shaotian Not being polite to him, "Would you like to praise us a little more?"

"The music is well written." Xiao Shiqin said to Yu Wenzhou sincerely, and then turned to his students, "Did you see that when playing the violin, the head of the violin has to be raised, and the right arm needs to be relaxed in order to control the violin well?" Bow." He gestured to Huang Shaotian: "Shaotian, please demonstrate again."

Huang Shaotian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and picked up the piano to demonstrate an arpeggio symbolically, while using his eyes to strongly condemn Xiao Shiqin's behavior.

Sitting there, Yu Wenzhou looked up at Huang Shaotian, and couldn't help but smile a little. Now that he was playing the piano, he had a very expressive expression.

After they sent the students off, the three of them cut a watermelon to eat in the front hall, and then shared some of the latest gossip in the academy. Of course, it was mainly Huang Shaotian who was telling the story, while Xiao Shiqin and Yu Wenzhou were in charge of listening.

When they came out of the piano shop, it was almost time for the dormitory's access control. They said goodbye to Xiao Shiqin, and they walked into the school together. Huang Shaotian carried his own piano and Xu Jingxi's piano case. Picking up the box, he gestured for a while, and then remembered a funny thing: "We were joking together before, we said that the killers in American dramas like to use piano boxes to hold weapons, so thinking about it, I really feel a little handsome? All of a sudden, he became very tall! There was an illusion that we were actually secret agents or something... Then Zheng Xuan was very depressed hahaha, he said that every time he saw his piano case, he felt very stressed, I just feel like a porter hahahaha."

The rain had stopped at some point, and there was still water on the ground, and the dim light of the street lamp shone on them. Huang Shaotian's smile looked more hearty and friendly under the light, Yu Wenzhou thought, could it be possible? With such a cheerful personality and such a precise and almost stern playing style, this person really makes people feel contradictory and interesting.

As for the evaluation after the turning point that he couldn't say before, he knew that Huang Shaotian wouldn't mind too much even if he actually said it just now, but he did mind a little, he thought that this person deserves an evaluation after listening attentively, And if you only listened to his sporadic performances superficially, you obviously don't have the position to say that.But after what happened that night, he wondered if his current self had the position to evaluate Huang Shaotian's style face to face.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Huang Shaotian stopped and looked at him, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you distracted again?"

"Huh?" Yu Wenzhou came back to his senses, met Huang Shaotian's questioning gaze, moved his lips, and finally smiled, and replied, "I'm thinking about something."

"I was thinking, the few times I heard your performances from the past few days, the skills are very mature and great." He said, "But..."

"Finally figured out what to say, isn't it because I write too many music reviews?" Huang Shaotian joked, but he also suppressed his laughing expression, and nodded, "You can safely say it boldly. I'll listen. Whether it's good or bad, I will Take it all in full."

"I like your accompaniment just now, the arpeggio you demonstrated, and of course the presto of summer is my favorite. I think these interpretations are better than your style on stage." Yu Wenzhou spoke in a slow manner. , he carefully organized the sentence, "I feel like a high-precision machine when you perform. Same, I don't think that kind of water-tight feeling is suitable for you... "

If it's you, you can do better.

Yu Wenzhou kept staring at Huang Shaotian while speaking, and the other party's eyes did not dodge in the slightest. He also looked back at him quietly, with a thoughtful expression, and then asked back: "That's...in other words, Is it too much control? Some people have told me this before. Ye Xiu, the teacher of the professional course, seems to have mentioned it to me. Boss Wei also said that I have a problem with my control. Oh, it is the dean of our school’s music school, you know Is he? This question is very annoying. The teacher told me at that time that I was controlling too much and asked me to add some of my own feelings into it. Within my controllable range, I added it from 4 to 4.5 precisely..."

Speaking of which, he raised his hand and touched his nose. He seemed to do this small gesture when he was a little uneasy. Yu Wenzhou didn't answer, and waited for him to continue. Huang Shaotian shrugged helplessly: "I'm also quite distressed, after practicing This problem has not been solved for so long, you can probably see it, like the section I played in the piano room just now, I was very devoted in that state, and the result was completely different from the effect on the stage... But In fact, I am also devoted on stage, but these two states are completely different, how should I put it, I probably don’t express it clearly—"

"The former is caused by excitement, and the latter... probably was done on purpose?" Yu Wenzhou asked.

Huang Shaotian blinked his eyes, nodded and said, "Almost, anyway, it's quite distressing, and I still feel that I've been in a bottleneck period recently. I often feel a little irritable when I'm practicing, you know that feeling.