I play the piano in the comprehensive world

For new pieces, it is natural to discuss with Chopin.

Chopin, who has always been in contact with Clow Rido, seemed a little heavy. He also knew that Clow Rido was terminally ill and his time was numbered. He carefully considered his words: "Is this a piece played for Clow?"

Gou Juanjing shook his head, "This is the piece I play for myself."

"Mr. Kuluo," Gou Juanjing lowered his eyes, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes: "He accepted it very well, but I didn't digest it."

"Xiao Jing..." Chopin hesitated to speak, his words seemed very weak at this time.

Gou Juanjing comforted him in turn, "It's okay, teacher. I just need a little time, a little skill, an outlet... probably."

"I understand, then the next class will be in a month, and I will look forward to your "Piano Sonata No. 31." In terms of empathy, no one does it better than Chopin.

"Thank you, teacher."

After turning off the video, Chopin breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly had the urge to smoke.

Can't help, but impatient.The more helpless you are, the more impatient you are.

Liszt was the person who cared most about Chopin, and was the first to discover his subtle emotions, "What's wrong?"

Thinking that the Hungarians also knew Cullorido, Chopin also needed a channel to confide in: "Cullorido's condition has deteriorated."

Liszt frowned. "Right now he……"

"Well, the countdown has probably entered." Chopin: "Xiao Jing chose Beethoven's "Sonata No. 31" for her debut performance."

"Sonata No. 31" is Beethoven's classic work, its musicality is profound, after its publication, there have been endless researches, and it has been played and interpreted in various ways.This work has even been called "representing Beethoven's most intimate confession", which shows that the difficulty of performance is not at all for a 16-year-old piece. *

Liszt: "Has he practiced that piece of music before?"

"No."

Liszt frowned disapprovingly.What an important moment the debut recital is, not only his first performance as the champion of Barcelona, ​​but also the starting point of his future piano playing career.

Chopin said: "But at this time, the kid said he wanted to play, and I couldn't refuse him at all."

With the long distance between Paris and Tokyo, even if he wanted to do something, he could do nothing but help him musically.

Liszt looked at Chopin's appearance, thoughtful.

Goujuanjing practiced for a month, and sat in front of the piano when he was not in class, repeating details and difficulties over and over again.

The piano is like this, no matter how long you play, you still practice when it's time to practice.First, read the score and break it down bit by bit. The part of the left hand, the part of the right hand, and the stuck place are slowly smoothed out. From the beginning to the end, it is like solving a puzzle, untying one knot after another. Fighting, knotting the brain, and untying the knot bit by bit.

Technical knots can be untied through diligence and hard work, but the knots in the heart cannot be digested in a short time.

After Chopin heard it once, he sighed inwardly.

"Tell me first, how do you feel?"

Gou Juanjing lowered his eyes and pursed the corners of his lips, like a child stubbornly standing in the corner writhing.

It was the first time Chopin saw him like this, and his heart felt like a quagmire.He sat in front of the piano and played a short section, "Here, it's too deep."

"Like an abyss, it never rises again."

The song of sighs, exhaustion after suffering all kinds of hardships in life, physical and mental exhaustion, but the final fugue is the result of rebirth from Nirvana, not despair to the end.

"I can't dance." Gou Juanjing sat in front of the piano, pursing his lips, "I always can't play the last fugue."

Chopin was helpless.

Everyone knows some things, but it doesn't mean they can accept them emotionally.The unchangeable reality and the weak force forced him to succumb, and he was powerless, twisted into a knot in his heart.

If you can't get over this knot, Xiao Jing's Beethoven Piano Sonata 110 will be impossible to play.

He knew it himself, so he took the initiative to ask to play this.

Is it good or bad?

Chopin didn't have the answer to the dog's thorn.

The answer can only be found by himself.

"Go talk to Kuro, Xiaojing." Chopin urged.

Gou Juanjing pursed his lips and said nothing.

Despite Chopin's suggestion, the matter was dragged on for several days, and it was Shir who couldn't stand it first.

Stubborn brat.

Gou Juanjing probably also knew that he was not in the right condition, so after practicing the piano, he asked Shi Er to practice physical skills to vent.He has not yet entered the developmental period, and the lack of muscle groups prevents his explosive and impact power from being further improved, and his lethality has reached its peak, but under his venting drive, Shi Er is increasingly unwilling to fight.

Culolido was watching over there, he couldn't really kill him, this feeling of restriction reminded him of that stinky brat at home.

Shouldn't the four-year-old little ghost be thrown out of the house to fend for himself?Why do you still have to rely on your mother?

The stable life and money allowed the mother and son to finally settle down, and Yuli's health was neither good nor bad.It was that stinky brat who pestered his mother with no winks, which made Boss Shier unhappy.It's just that under Yuli's nose, he couldn't beat him up.

Frustrated one after another, Shier's emotions accumulated to a certain level, and he sat in front of Clowrido again.

"Hey, think of a way, old man."

After figuring out Culolido's bottom line, Shier was no longer as polite as he was at the beginning.

He also roughly figured out his own situation. The last one-day reincarnation made him clear that his restraint was not on Clowrido at all, but on that dead brat.

"It's up to Xiao Jing to figure it out on her own."

"I don't think it's possible for him to figure it out, the kid who grew up in the sugar bowl, you all spoil him too much!" Shi Er, who had no education experience, sat on the chair roughly, and the iron chair rubbed against the ground. Screeching sound. "That brat doesn't understand the cruelty of this world at all."

Crowley smiled and said nothing.

Shir: "Tch."

The dead brat and the stinky old man are the same ghost, the master who doesn't eat oil and salt.

The man was upset and irritable, so he turned back into a cat, turned over and jumped out of the small garden.

Kerberos maintained the appearance of a puppet, and flew out with his little wings waving, with a slightly worried expression, "Kuro..."

"It's okay." Clow Rido was much calmer than them, "Xiao Jing, you are much stronger than we imagined."

If there is anyone who faces death face to face, then there is only one dog in this world.He is a miracle that has passed through nothingness and darkness and returned to the world.

Crowrido picked up the teacup and looked in the direction of the piano room on the second floor, where the intermittent sound of the piano came from.

"I don't like you guys doing this." Xiao Ke landed on Culolido's lap, and the puppet's face revealed sadness.

"Well, we will make up soon." The magician rubbed his ears.

……

It's funny to say that the topic of death has become a multiple-choice question here.

The young man opened his palms and pressed his fingers hard to play a heavy note on the piano. The overheated strings were overwhelmed, like the last moan of a seriously ill person, and it broke with a click.

The dog Juanjing panted.

He picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, woke up from the daze, covered the piano case, his shoulders collapsed, and he lay on the piano case not wanting to move.

Death is a life topic that everyone has to face.

"Little Jing." Culolido was still sitting under the cherry blossom tree, welcoming the dog Juanjing with a smile.

Gou Juanjing sat down Yuyu, and gave him a glass of milk after a long absence, it was sweet.

Yue put down the milk and walked away expressionlessly, giving the master and apprentice enough space to be alone.

"Obviously the teacher is too cunning." Gou Juanjing took another sip of sweet milk slowly.

Crowley: "Have you figured it out?"

Gou Juanjing nodded unwillingly.

Clow Rido's life has been cheated since he was born, but the great magician has not yet had the arrogance of Wujo Satoru that was bred by an incorrect environment.He is naturally introverted and gentle, and walks between the worlds with the responsibility of "guarding". He will protect the world, but not at the expense of the individual, and treats every life equally and patiently.Gou Juanjing was the one he saved in this way.

Now he also insists on going to death as a human being, guarding the line of life and death in the world.

"There is always faith above everything else." Culolido could only comfort Xiao Jing in this way, "If you ask Chopin, he will have the same answer."

"But don't be bound by our beliefs, Xiao Jing." Culoli reminded the disciple who had thought about it, "Xiao Jing has to find her own way."

"I don't want to protect it, can I?"

"of course."

"I hate the no-kill principle."

"Ah."

"I...I don't want to lose you, teacher."

"I know."

Goujuanjing has always been taught to be honest with himself, and the emotions accumulated during this period are like a dam bursting at this moment, holding Clow Rido and crying loudly.

"I, I don't want to understand!"

Crowley hugged him more, "Thank you, Xiaojing."

"The teacher is beyond the mark!"

"Uh-huh."

"Keep playing tricks on me!"

Crow Rido laughed: "Is there?"

"You want me to pull the hook!"

"This is..."

"Too much!" The young man cried and wet a large part of his clothes, "I can't bear you... woo woo..."

"I don't want to part with you either." Crow Rido lowered his head and rubbed against the weeping teenager.

There is no way to coax him, he can only wait for the dog Juanjing to cry enough.

At the age of 16, he looked like a six-year-old child in front of the magician, and the teacher was so wet from crying that he went upstairs to practice the piano after washing his face.

He heard that Yue had changed the strings and tuned for him.

Clow Rido: "..."

Kerberos, who was watching the excitement, almost didn't tense his expression.