My Takema Sakuha

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Brussels is hot in August but not so unbearable. The upper city is full of tourists from all over the world, as well as entertainers who are about to start various performance competitions.In the residential alley next to the Museum of Fine Arts in Brussels, Noda Mitsuna silently stared at the rococo-style long dress in front of her, and suddenly looked back at the two bamboo horses who had finished the national competition to watch her play.

"Little Saint!"

"……I have no idea."

"Yuan Ye??"

"Well, we did our best."

Trembling, he picked up the gorgeous long dress imitating Madame de Pompadour's style, and Noda Mitsuna couldn't help crying: "Taro, Taro, did you help me choose the skirt!"

Why put Noda Megumi's choice in at this time!

"Ah."

Sakaki Taro stood beside him with his arms folded, with a subtle smile on his face: "It's just that it's not enough?"

"..."

"There are even more gorgeous ones."

"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

She shouldn't have agreed under Noda Hui's soft and hard paw, and handed over all her dresses for the Queen's Music Festival to her!

What is self-eating, this is full of self-eating.

Of course, it is impossible for Chiaki Shinichi to really ask her to wear such a big skirt during the competition, it is nothing more than teasing the little girl who seems to be more and more difficult to tease during this time.As for her two bamboo horses who came here...

Taking a critical look at the two of them, he finally chose a gray-blue satin dress for Noda Mitsuna. Sakaki Taro reached out and caught a student who was clearly showing the appearance of escaping from birth, with a more serious expression on his expression: "The next road is up to you to walk by yourself."

That is something that he, Chiaki Shinichi, and Noda Megumi have never experienced, and it can be said to be quite an "orthodox" pianist's path.

"I know."

The girl who changed into a long skirt looked more mature and quieter than before: "I know what I'm going to do."

"That's good."

After thinking for a moment, Sakaki Taro took a deep breath, and said seriously into those red eyes: "Although it's not good to say it now, I think you can be judged like this. Mitsuna, you probably won't this time. Get what you want."

Hearing that his teacher started pouring cold water, Noda Mitsuna didn't think there was anything wrong, but just nodded quietly: "Well, I know."

"So……"

"But, I've come here."

Now it is the final final of the piano group of the Queen's Competition, and it is also the final concerto part, which is also her most desired piece——

Schumann, Piano Concerto in A minor, first movement.

What is the concerto created by a musician born 200 years ago at the sweetest and happiest time in his life?

The sweetness of being in love finally recognized, the happiness of being with your lover after suffering, and the pain you have experienced are all intertwined, and then the second theme becomes brighter.

The girl in front of the piano has exquisite eyebrows but a calm attitude, but she will smile when she plays the soft part, as if she herself is also in love.

Her fingers danced on the black and white keys nimbly and powerfully, but perhaps because it was her first exposure to the concerto, she was a little cautious in echoing the orchestra, not bold enough.but……

Very cute, the sweet song and this kind of carefulness, on the contrary, have more sensitivity of first love and youthfulness of her age.

"Who is the instructor? Is it from the music school?"

"Not from the music school, instructor..."

After confirming that it said Sakaki Taro and Chiaki Shinichi, the judges nodded lightly and raised their eyebrows when they saw the girl's name: "So it's Noda Megumi's child?"

"No, they seem to be relatives. Noda Megumi and Chiaki Shinichi are her guardians."

Not studying in a music school, the two who are not often at home are guardians, and the original instructor is obviously not a professional performer. This child is very contradictory, but he has the characteristics of a pianist that is difficult to ignore.

She has her own style and her own persistence. Although immature, this kind of thing is difficult to learn through simple study——

Knowing what to do when and being smart enough to be seen as an advantage.That's fine, but...

"It still needs to be tempered, but I look forward to her future."

The head of the judges chuckled, and nodded to the girl who had finished the first movement: "It's still a little weak in strength, and I'm looking forward to what she will look like when she grows up."

Is it to continue to bloom like this, or is it a flash in the pan?

Expected, but not good enough.

Holding her special prize and propping her chin, the competition is over but her summer vacation is not over yet, Mitsuna Noda sits by the seaside with a bit of depression, feeling that she has no energy to do anything.

"unhappy?"

"Xiaosheng, didn't you and Yuan also go to play sand volleyball?"

Returning to the familiar France, the three people who were dragged to the beach, Komori Moto, also took Chiaki Shinichi, who was afraid of water, to play sand volleyball, so that the adult could experience the feeling of being carried away, and Noda Megumi was beside him ready to play.Originally thought that Sakuzao's minister would also go there, but when she went, she didn't expect that he would come by her side.

"Still thinking about the Queen's Contest?"

"High emotional intelligence, this is a special award; low emotional intelligence, you have done enough in a certain place but not good enough, we gave you this award in order not to disappoint you; to be honest, you can't."

Noda Mitsuna shrugged, she was still a bit resentful about winning a "special award": "Although I was prepared, but..."

"Is Noda Mitsuna a genius?"

Hearing these words from the boy next to her suddenly, the girl was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head honestly: "No."

"So Noda Mitsuna has been working hard?"

"..."

Has she been working hard?Yes.After working hard and getting this result, do you feel that your hard work was in vain?

will not.

As if thinking of something, Noda Mitsuna turned her head to the boy who was staring at her earnestly, put her hands on her knees and leaned on her knees, with a smile on her face: "I always feel as if I have been comforted."

He was indeed comforting her, but when she found out, Sakusa Seiko didn't want to continue talking.The hustle and bustle of the surrounding back alleys could not enter under their parasols at all, and the quiet atmosphere even made many people who wanted to talk to them consciously shut up.

"Little Saint."

"Ok?"

"I'm wearing a swimsuit today."

"..."

Noda Mitsuna blinked at the way Sakusa Seiko turned his head in an instant, and leaned over and couldn't help poking his arm: "What's the matter, does it mean that Xiaosheng dare not look at me anymore?"

Her figure has changed a bit, but it's not too big.Besides, it doesn't matter to Noda Megumi when she comes to play at the beach, but Chiaki Shinichi can't wait for her to wrap a three-layer jacket over the swimsuit.

This resulted in her wearing a bathing suit over a shirt and shorts—yet, but not quite.

"I don't look weird in this outfit, do I?"

"No."

"Then Xiaosheng, aren't you going to play sand volleyball with Yuan Ye?"

Sakuhaya's obsession with cleanliness is limited to not entering the sea area where there are many people in the sea. Beach volleyball, a sport that may get a lot of sand on his hands and feet, doesn't matter. Even in the eyes of Noda Mitsuna, he is quite eager to try it.

"No."

"If you want to simply accompany me, I don't mind."

Reaching out and drawing a treble clef on the beach in front of her, Noda Mitsuna felt that she could have fun on the beach by herself.

"Are you okay just now?"

"Well, that doesn't count."

It was true that she was unhappy at the beginning, but didn't she adjust quickly.

Noda Mitsuna, who did not plan to draw another staff after drawing a high pitch and laying out a low pitch, patted the sand off his hands, and even rubbed his hands against Sakusa Seiko: "Speaking of which, little sage, I found that I seem to be a little different."

Where is it different?

When he turned his head, he saw that she was so close to him that he was almost touching each other. Sakuzaya Seiko subconsciously leaned back for a while, but immediately stabilized himself.Noda Mitsuna blinked her eyes, seemed to smile and then restrained herself immediately: "Well, how should I say it."

"what?"

"That's right, I don't know if it's because of Xiaosheng."

Noda Mitsuna organized his words, but he was a little entangled in what he should say. After thinking for a long time, he nodded: "That's right, Xiaosheng, you know, my ears can always receive a lot of sounds passively."

When taking the subway, I can hear the sound of the mechanical operation inside the subway, and I can clearly distinguish various parts when I listen to everything-it is indeed a talent in music, but it is simply torture in daily life.

She can't stop listening, and she will be very uncomfortable, and her ears will be very uncomfortable.Even when she was watching the Sakuzao Seiko match, the moment the whistle sounded extremely sharp, she would feel fearful, and would want to leave and run away.

"It seems different now."

Is it because of something else to stay away from, or because I am at ease with Sakusa Seiko, and I don't need to pay attention to other things?

She no longer hears the sounds that bother her, and of course she is still keen in distinguishing timbre and absolute pitch.

"Can't hear you?"

"Yes, isn't it amazing? It's like when I was a child, I was often sick, but now I have been healthy and healthy for many years."

The girl looked very happy, and the attitude as if her eyes were shining made Sakuzaya subconsciously stretch out her hand.

"Then so."

The boy moved forward slightly in the direction of Noda Mitsuna, stretched out his hands to cover her ears and lowered his head, his dark eyes were full of her stupefied look: "So what can you hear?"

The sound of sea waves, the cry of seagulls, and the sound of breathing—the temperature in his ears seemed to be a little high. He lowered his head so close that it seemed as if he was going to press it against his forehead, but he was restraining something, letting the person who was originally The sound of itchy ears becomes clearer.

"Can you hear me now, Kona?"

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感谢在2022-06-2515:00:47~2022-06-2615:05:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 Jiali;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 66 bottles of Jiujian Qiusheng; 1 bottle of unhappy;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!