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The sound of the bell echoed clearly from the music room.

He said: "Mr. Lian played it with gorgeous and superb skills in Vienna. The music is deep, sad, and hides a desire we don't understand. Like a weak chick, carefully hiding in a wide cage, I look forward to one day being able to fly to the blue sky I look up to every day.”

"It's beautiful."

Zhong Ying's eyes gazed tenderly at Lian Shengyi, "But I don't know, is the creator of this piece of music, like in the piece of music, clearly in pain, but afraid that others will be sad for her, deliberately—"

"you shut up!"

Lian Junan finally couldn't bear the anxiety in his heart, and interrupted Zhong Ying by shouting, "What kind of piano do you know, what improvisation do you know!"

His call sign frightened the two children in the music room with astonished expressions.

But Lian Jun'an didn't have time to think about it, and reprimanded: "Who allows you to talk nonsense here, you get out!"

"elder brother……"

Lian Shengyi's surprise turned into panic.

She jumped off the stool, ran to Lian Junan, and grabbed Lian Junan's arm.

"You come out, we come out and talk."

Lian Junan wanted to scold Zhong Ying, but his sister pushed him out of the music room.

Zhou Yifei sat in front of the computer with lingering fears in his heart.

"Why does this person have a temper like my brother-in-law's? He will blow up as soon as he says he wants to."

Zhong Ying sighed, looked at the piano in front of him, and said, "Maybe I said it too bluntly, Mr. Lian couldn't accept it."

"Yes, it's too straightforward. How can you say that a big man is a baby bird?"

Zhou Yifei was heartbroken, "Will you hurt your self-esteem?"

Zhong Ying:?

The door of the music room cuts off the emotions inside.

Lian Shengyi grabbed Lian Junan's arm and refused to let go. He raised his head, his two colorful braids swayed slightly, and his expression was full of worry.

"I'm sorry, Yiyi." Lian Junan couldn't calm down the anger and pain in his emotions.

He sighed a long time, frowned and stared at the door of the music room, "I did play your music in the concert hall in Vienna. It was for a commemorative concert, and I think your music is very suitable for the concert Theme, just played it. Sorry."

However, Yiyi held him tightly with her palm, and asked in a low voice, "I'm sorry, brother."

Her dark eyes reflected Lian Junan's appearance.

Lian Junan lowered his head a little, and he could see his beloved sister, his indelible worries, and his ugly face.

He knew, he always knew.

Yiyi never disputes the signature of a piece of music, let alone the piece of music played by him.

Because from the time she was younger and younger, she knew that time flies, enjoy happiness.

However, for him, that match was like a nightmare he couldn't forget.

Even Jun An still can't control his anger towards Zhong Ying.

But he can't say.

"Brother, are you afraid of Teacher Zhong?"

Even if he didn't say it, Yiyi could still feel it clearly.

The little girl held her brother's hand tightly, raised her head and said, "You are afraid of him, because his talent far exceeds yours. In that match, he defeated you in a way that you cannot accept." you."

"You are more afraid of yourself, because, maybe in your whole life, you will not be able to catch up with his footsteps."

The cool breeze blowing from the courtyard carried the usual heat in the hot summer.

Lian Jun'an had nothing to hide from Lian Shengyi's straightforward questions, and the only thing he could be thankful for was that Yiyi would never have to know how cruel Zhong Ying's way of defeating him was.

Lian Shengyi has been sensitive to emotions since she was a child. Her dark eyes seem to be able to see through all disguises.

"Yes." Lian Junan was willing to be vulnerable and honest only in front of Yiyi.

"It's been a long time since I've jammed."

As soon as he leaves the fixed score, he will think of Zhong Ying's words.

——This is not your song.

- It's not for you.

——The creator of this song is a young, immature, strong...

girl.

The unfinished words echoed in Lian Junan's mind every time, scolding him for his shamelessness and arrogance.

That was a more cruel comment than Li Jinqiu's merciless refutation.

Because, through a string of notes that were not born on the piano, Zhong Ying saw Lian Shengyi, whom he carefully hid.

Yiyi was so young, she grew up under their care.

Has not experienced wind and rain, has not experienced pain, but is more delicate and sensitive than anyone else, and can create longing that implies sadness.

Lian Junan's silence was a tacit consent to the great pain he suffered after that match.

But this pain was kindly misunderstood by Lian Shengyi.

"Brother, it's not your fault that you lost to Teacher Zhong, it's my fault."

Lian Shengyi's words always made Lian Junan feel ashamed, "That piece of music was not originally played by the piano. If you use the piano to improvise it, of course it is not as good as Mr. Zhong's creation."

"Next time, next time you tell me in advance."

Yiyi didn't blame her brother for misappropriating her own music at all, and even offered advice for her brother.

"I will help you write the most suitable piece of music for the theme, and you will definitely beat everyone."

"Because you are my favorite pianist."

The little girl held her brother's palm and pressed it to her cheek, conveying her own warmth.

Just like every time she was lying on the hospital bed, her fingertips were cold in pain, and Lian Junan warmed her palms, exactly the same.

"You are better than anyone."

Yiyi's words always make Lian Junan's eyes flush.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't tell the truth, let alone tell Lian Shengyi——

Zhong used the piano to restore the original appearance of the song without a name.

Whether it is the forbearance that sinks into the depths, or the hope that jumps up in front of your eyes, they are more vivid and vivid than his piano music full of skills but only skills.

He even seemed to hear Lian Shengyi's performance, as if he heard that the piece of music that was supposed to be played by the erhu turned into a piano piece at the creator's fingertips.

He only felt shameless, but he couldn't say it.

"En." Lian Junan answered Lian Shengyi vaguely with a calm voice.

Yiyi really smiled, and comforted him, "Don't be angry anymore."

She let go of her brother's palm, raised her little finger, and made a curved hook.

"Let's pull the hook. I will compose music for you in the future. You are not allowed to be angry for anyone or anything."

Children's wishes are often pure and simple.

Lian Junan hooked her up and promised, "I won't get angry with them. Go in and play with those two idiots."

"They're not nuisances."

Lian Shengyi smiled and let go, returning to her usual happiness, "Brother, don't worry, I will tell Teacher Zhong that we created that song together."

Lian Junan nodded.But he didn't want to set foot in the music room again.

Yiyi understood his resistance, opened the door with a smile, and waved to him.

The door closed in front of him, and Lian Shengyi gave him a cute "come on" expression.

The soundproof door was enough to block all the sounds, but it couldn't stop Lian Junan's ups and downs in pain.

"But……"

Lian Junan stared at the door with a wry smile, his voice drifted far away with the wind, "I'm more afraid of you."

"Junan?"

When Dong Si's voice came, she rushed over when Lian Junan was roaring, and only when Yiyi returned to the music room did she interrupt the pianist who was lost in thought.

"It's okay." Lian Junan shook his head, "Go back, Yiyi is fine."

He lowered his eyes and stared at the neat floor tiles in the corridor.

"I got angry and couldn't control my emotions."

Yiyi and Lian Junan went out, but came back after a while.

Zhou Yifei asked in a very low voice: "Is your brother okay?"

"He's fine, there's a phone call for him, so he's going out."

Lian Shengyi was considerate and helped his brother to excuse, then turned around and told Zhong Ying, "Mr. Zhong, the piece you played was written by my brother and me, but I think the image you said is wrong."

Seeing Lian Shengyi pushing Lian Junan out, Zhong Ying expected such a reply.

He smiled helplessly: "Why not?"

Lian Shengyi sat in front of the piano, occupying the other side of the black and white keys.

Her immature fingers lifted up and pressed the familiar melody just now. The soft and sad music returned to this narrow music room.

She plays hope.

It is the hope of watching the sunlight through the gaps in the leaves.

But this hope, between the immature and thin fingers, turned into lingering water, wrapped in pieces of falling flowers, and went to the unknown front together.

Yiyi's eyelashes were long and slender, and she slapped them with a smile along with the music.

She said: "Listen, this is not a chick eager to fly, but a tourist on the shore admiring the falling flowers and flowing water, feeling that the spring is fleeting and cherishing the present."

Music has millions of understandings and thoughts.

Lian Shengyi smiled and told about the birth of this piece of music. She said that it was a spring full of peach blossoms. She and her brother walked to the side of the beautiful stream, and saw the pink petals falling into the clear stream. And hair.

She spoke so vividly that even the melody at her fingertips jumped up without warning.

Yiyi said: "This song is not the end."

The brighter and clearer tunes danced with her icy fingers, like rays of sunshine in spring, finally penetrating through the thick leaves and shining on the earth.

"It's just a prelude to spring," she said with a smile.

Zhou Yifei was moved to tears in the prelude to spring.

"I know what a genius is like. It's my mother who wants to send me to study medicine. If there is a chance, she will push me back and reincarnate."

Lian Shengyi laughed loudly, and comforted him: "Mothers are duplicity. She must love you. I hope you will become a good doctor and get a stable job and respect."

Zhou Yifei thought for a while, "It seems to be true."

He still couldn't find a better way to argue between studying medicine and music, but when he turned around, he found that Zhong Ying was always silent.

"Brother Zhong, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about the prelude to spring." Zhong Ying smiled.

Lian Shengyi's impromptu performance changed the gloomy and gloomy imagery into a beautiful and splendid spring scene.

If she hadn't deliberately changed a few syllables, Zhong Ying would have believed her.

After a short period of teaching, there was an extra tech expert who directly helped Lian Shengyi with one-stop service from video recording to noise-cancelling special effects editing.

Zhong Ying was not in a hurry, he sat aside and let the two children play happily.

After all, Lian Shengyi didn't need teaching at all.

She knows everything, she knows everything.

Before leaving, Zhou Yifei finally entrusted his backpack of shocking masterpieces to someone he could trust.

"Yiyi, I depend on your brother for my future and future."

Lian Shengyi solemnly hugged the portable hard drive in the backpack, and nodded his promise, "Don't worry, I will definitely ask my brother to listen to it and write you the most detailed feedback and suggestions!"

The happy transaction of the friends directly sold Lian Junan.

Of course the sad grand pianist, after returning from a walk, found himself with an extra difficult task.

"Electronic music? Remix?"

He was a classical pianist who knew nothing about this emerging trend.

But Lian Shengyi said with certainty: "Brother Zhou Yifei especially hopes to get your comments. He said that you are very good. Your piano skills are like electronic music skills. You have perfect integration. You can definitely appreciate his creations!"

It is very easy for Lian Junan to lose himself in his sister's sincere flattery.

"Okay." He said boldly, "If he is good enough, it's fine for me to make a recommendation for him."

The pianist regained his majesty and opened the mobile hard disk in a large backpack.

Before listening, he specially opened the search engine and did some study——

Electronic music, a type of music synthesized by computer, often has complex music such as reverberation and echo.

He understood, that is, a symphony synthesized by computer.

It's just another form of music, and it's so easy to appreciate.

With infinite confidence, Lian Junan clicked on Zhou Yifei's first work——

Noisy drums spewed out, as if there was an extra chainsaw spinning crazily above the head, and even the chairs had the illusion of trembling!

"..."

Lian Junan thought the mobile hard drive was broken.

So, he copied Zhou Yifei's work to the computer and reopened——

The chainsaw turned into a cutting machine revolving around the top of his head. With his head as the axis, a circular motion came, which was bound to cut off the lid of his skull!

"..."

Now he thinks his computer is broken.

Lian Junan felt that this pile of mobile hard drives might be some kind of sonic weapon. Under the transmission of Comrade Zhou Yifei, there was a sudden change in the pitch, and it turned into this terrifying appearance.

He stared at the works full of Lian Shengyi's expectations, and remembered Lian Shengyi's ardent instructions.

To comment, but also detailed after-listening impressions.

No, he couldn't disappoint Yiyi.

So, after thinking for a moment, he opened the mailbox and wrote in English——

"Dear Howard, I remember you being obsessed with modern pop music. Now, I know a unique talent. You should try his masterpiece."

"Looking forward to your review."

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Lian Junan smiled and applauded himself, he is indeed a genius!

Suddenly, a video call interface popped up on the phone.

He quickly put away his smile, placed the phone in front of him respectfully, and clicked to connect.

On the opposite side appeared a beautiful woman with exquisite makeup and a sleepy look, as if she had just finished an exhausting performance.

Her heavily made-up eyelashes glanced at the camera and asked, "Is Yiyi asleep?"

Lian Junan replied honestly: "She is asleep, Mom."

However, his mother is not satisfied with his perfunctory.

"You didn't even look, how do you know she's asleep?"

Lian Junan was left speechless by the question, quickly picked up the phone and said in panic, "I'll go and see now, I'll go now."