I play the piano in the comprehensive world

Comparing the band to a train, the train was running smoothly in the first two weeks. When everyone was slack because of being selected and getting familiar with each other, now the coal shoveler Haydn knocked it down with a shovel, and the two trains finally started to whimper. .This is the difference between a good student and a bad student. It seems that there is no difference between everyone. When it comes to exams and classification, it is true when it comes to exerting strength.

Gou Juanjing saw how a good band works.

It operates in a completely different way from the S Orchestra.

Since he was taught a lesson by Haydn last time, he moved the piano to the front of the orchestra, next to the conductor, where he played the concerto, put the score on the piano, and listened to the sound of the orchestra at close range.

I didn't do this at first because I thought it would disturb everyone.

Thinking about it now, this sense of distance would be too unfamiliar.

Haydn said something that made Gou Juan extremely profound: this is the band Minako Momodaira formed for him, and he has to take responsibility.

The responsibility of performance, the responsibility of supervision, and the responsibility of making progress with everyone.

By the time Hugh Liegeman finally remembered that he still wanted to guide the conductor of the orchestra and come to see his disciple Qianqiu, the orchestra had officially completed the running-in and Chapter 1 had been basically completed.

Their performance date is set for May, and January has already passed.

When the orchestra was taking a break, Gou Juanjing walked to the trumpet and asked him in a low voice if he had a cold.

The trumpet scratched her hair in embarrassment: "Did you hear it?"

"The voice is a little heavier than usual, it's not very obvious." Gou Juanjing thought for a while, and added the second half of the sentence: "But your breathing has become heavy. Do you want to go back and take a rest first?"

How does it feel when a beautiful woman sits next to you and cares about you tenderly and considerately?Mr. Trumpet was so dizzy that he could no longer find Bei, and he still firmly rejected his tempting proposal.

"I still want to work harder. Tomorrow the band can rest if they don't practice." The trumpet showed a smirk: "Thank you, Mr. Goujuan."

Hugh Legman was a little surprised.

Xiaojing became more active.

If it was last year... No, even if it was Gou Juanjing last month, even if he knew about it, he would definitely not meddle in his own business.

Seeing the trumpet classmate blushing and talking like a sleepwalker, Hugh Legeman, a lover of love, began to shake his head in his heart: their cute little elf prince is about to enter the world to experience, and I don’t know if mortals can’t handle it This gentle and hard-hearted little prince.

Hugh Liegeman saw very clearly that people who are always passively standing on the wave of public opinion are not the kind of people who really observe what is said and what is said.He will notice that you are sick, but he can't feel the burgeoning youthful feelings.

He has passed the adult age of Europeans, and he has a face that can attract countless people just by hooking his fingers, but he still looks like the little prince in his heart who is only accompanied by roses and foxes.

With such a contradictory charm, if you go to Europe, you don't know how many people will be charmed away.

Especially after this show.

Don't be hooked by other people halfway.

After the break, Sudrejman stood on the podium instead of Qianqiu.The German's private life is always full of complaints, but his professional level is really nothing to say.As long as he stands in that position, the feeling of the whole orchestra will be different.Everyone looked up to him, followed him without hesitation, and carried out his orders to the end, just like soldiers follow their trusted generals.

Hugh Delegerman looked at the dog, obviously without the slightest connection and preparation before, but the sound of the piano was like this, as if it was easy and natural, the orchestra and the piano rushed in both directions, and under the leadership of Hude Legerman, they merged Together.

Qianqiu Zhenyi held up his mobile phone to record, but his thoughts drifted far away.

There is no doubt that such a Hudley Germain has the charm that people can't look away.But when will he be like him?

Qianqiu didn't know, what he knew was that he would definitely not be able to become that kind of person if he stayed in Japan all the time.

Sure enough, you still have to study abroad.

Qianqiu, who was unable to fly due to childhood shadows, made up his mind.

Hutley

Germaine came behind, and Noda, who had never shown her face, also quietly stood at the door of the concert hall, peeking at the performance of the orchestra and Chiaki Shinichi, and she also had her own determination.

After the performance, the conductor chatted with Gou Juanjing: "The expression is a little more relaxed than before, but it's not enough."

"Beethoven's desire to express is very rich. There are still many unfinished meanings under the superficial notes. Now you are still keeping it. Be more open and public. You are the protagonist, so don't suppress and miserly express yourself. okay?"

The German encouraged him: "You choose this piece of music, because you have something you want to express, right?"

Gou Juanjing lowered his eyes in deep thought.

What kind of piece is Beethoven's Ninth Symphony?

It is not difficult and deep, full of incomprehensible intentions, it is like an idealist's song, a song of joy that passes through the darkness and arrives at dawn.

is the song of humanity.

Gou Juanjing, who fell asleep with this thought in mind, began to dream again.

This time the dream was much clearer than before. He clearly felt that he was dreaming, that his soul had left his body, and he seemed to have fallen into an ocean.He had this feeling before, so after finding himself turned into a ball without hands and feet again, he calmed down.He tried to control the direction of his activities, but was carried away by the current on the bottom of the sea. After trying hard for a while but with no results, he gave up decisively.

Lie flat.

He began to savor a little pleasure from this drift.

Unlike flying, although sea water is also intangible, it has a much stronger sense of existence than air.

The water seems to be alive.

He tries to understand it.

Then singing was heard.

It was very weak and intermittent at first. If you don't listen attentively, it is difficult to notice such a small sound, like white noise, and you will ignore it at any time.But once the voice reaches the ears, it is no longer possible to ignore him.

Like a very primitive and ancient sound, it can only reach his ears through the ancient time and space, be captured by him, and listened to by him.

The huge amount of information records the beginning and end of countless lives.

There are human beings and there are non-human ones.

The sounds made him happy, and he began to like it here.

The sea, the place where life was born, he stayed here as if he had returned to his mother's arms.

mother.

As he chewed the word, he couldn't remember some memories, but the warm and soft feeling was like the light spots left on the ground when the sun hit the woods, just thinking about it made people happy.

When a bubble rose up from the bottom of the sea, it was able to ride the ocean currents to hit the bubble. Seeing the huge bubble shattered into several small bubbles due to his impact, he laughed.

Probably "laughed".

He feels like he's smiling, but who knows.

As he crashed past bubbles one after another, he finally hit a stubble—white, smooth as a pebble, pulsating with life.

He swallowed this piece into his "stomach", and when he spat it out, it was like spitting out a small bullet, the white shell peeled off, and the small red thing flew away with a whiff.

If anyone comes to observe his expression, they will find that this little golden ball is in a state of "bewilderment".

It took him a while to reflect, and he was about to float over to see the flying object, only to realize it was already rushing towards him.When he was scrambling to avoid it, the red thing slammed on the brakes in front of him.

It's a... a small octopus.

Does the octopus use a calculation?

In short, he felt as if he was between sobriety and unconsciousness. The biggest evidence was that he was muttering something from the mouth of the octopus. When he listened intently, he heard the word "Mom".

--Mother!

The two sounds seemed to be materialized and smashed directly at his head, and he felt prehistoric malice.

I am not your mother!

A string of bubbles floated out of his body, making

He wondered if it was the retribution he had just bumped into the bubbles for fun.

The little octopus circled around him twice without hesitation: "Mom!"

I'm not!

He tried to communicate with it, but found that it was useless. The other party could not understand it through communication. It chased him and called him mother.

He also wanted to call his mother.

One chasing, the other fleeing, the two little guys messed up the sea area, attracting the attention of the existence above the sea area.

Huang Ba let out a long yawn, and felt like a nanny, a nanny for a child who just learned to walk. With just one wrong eye, the little guy who is still walking unsteadily will start to explore the world.

He knew it.

As long as there is the first time, there must be a second and third time.

Once you start to come out to play, you can't hold back that curiosity, and you will run out if you don't pay attention.

Kind of annoying.

And weird and cute.

Huang Baba propped his chin to see the two little things chasing each other in the sea, feeling a little happy.Before dawn, he fished out the little guy from the sea, flicked his fingers in the direction of his body, and drove the stinky kid who couldn't control his strength back home.The lazy Lord Shenming had a rare snack, so he also fished out his little toy and flicked it away together.

And this one.

Huang Batu saw a cat that smelled like a dog, and sent it back along with it.