I play the piano in the comprehensive world

After the homeroom teacher gets to the bottom of it, there will be formal gymnastics training.There is no shortcut to body training, it means that every effort is reaped. As long as you slack off, your muscles will honestly report the situation.

It is more direct and terrifying than practicing the piano.

The three of them started by running circles.

During the first ten laps, the three went hand in hand.

In the second ten laps, Huiyuan fell to the last place, Qihai was second, and the speed of Gou Juanjing hardly changed.

In the third ten laps, Goujuanjing led by 5 laps.

When Haibara and Qihai were still running the fourth ten laps, he had already finished.

Sitting on the grass next to him, he hugged Ping An to rest, and stroked the sleeping cat one by one.

Night Moth Zhengdao came over at this time and sat beside him.Pingan opened one eye, and after confirming that it was him, he moved his position, flung out a big tail, and moved the tip of the tail to show his presence.

The conjurer is not a well-rounded person, he got to the point without exchanging a few pleasantries. "Although it is a bit inappropriate to say such a thing from my position, I want to know your thoughts on enrolling in a college."

"The high school welcomes any conjurers who are studying to join, but we will not force any of them who want to return to life as ordinary people, whether it is to continue on this path or enroll in school." Yu Moth Guang has been observing the other party, but Gou Juanjing's expression did not allow him to read too much information. "If it's just because of the high-level problems in the magic world, I can call the shots and let you go back."

Whether it is the student status or the request made by the other party, Ye Mo feels that the other party is reluctant to come. If there is no accident, this is his first and last day to attend class, but his cautious personality makes him come to this trip last, face to face confirm.

"I've been unable to return to living among ordinary people for a long time." Gou Juanjing's voice was crisp and clear like a top gemstone, "But I don't intend to give in just yet, that's why I enrolled in Donggao."

"I understand." Noctua stood up and patted the grass clippings on his school uniform. "Then at least learn something here. Learn to get along with the world and people, gain recognition, and relieve loneliness."

The conjurer, who has been fighting with curse spirits all year round, has a pair of sharp eyes, and can see the contradictions of Goujuanjing at a glance.

This is a stubborn child.

Gou Juanjing looked up at him, against the light, couldn't see the head teacher's expression clearly, but felt that he was really like a mountain at this moment, able to tolerate all animals' willful fun on him, a silent but always present mountain, very A sense of security.

During their conversation, Nanami had already run fifty laps, and she was slowing down after running, and Hui Yuanxiong was still a few laps away, and he couldn't hold on and lay on the ground.

"Don't lie down, get up and finish running quickly." Noctuid was like a shepherd, chasing the stopped geese to fly forward.

Hui Yuanxiong ran away rattling, like a dying grandfather.

Goujuanjing watched Noctua throw a very personal elephant puppet to chase Huiyuan. Huiyuan, who had never seen a puppet curse skeleton, was bullied for the first time in his life. His whole face was confused. When the elephant launched the second charge, Huiyuan hurried away, completely different from the half-dead look just now.

It turns out that human potential has no limits.

The scene was inexplicably joyful, he hugged Ping An, and slowly rubbed its cheeks. "The head teacher seems to be a nice person."

"Here, do you say you'll make friends?"

The big black cat purred and stretched its neck to scratch his chin. "Meow~"

"It should be ok." Gou Juanjing asked himself and answered, scratched the cat to lie comfortably on the grass, exposed its belly and stroked it. "After all, Wudu found a male mother." He muttered softly, reaching out his hands to knead Ping An like dough.

Ping An tilted his head: Meow?

When Qihai came over, Ping An really turned into a ball of black dough with a little bit of white.

The future conjurer looked down and saw its cat bell: it was a boy.

At night, Hui Yuanxiong was already a dead dog.After running 50 laps, they went to basic training again. For the sake of the first day, Noctuid showed mercy and didn't beat them up again, but Huiyuan, who had the worst foundation, lay on the table in the dining hall and only Feeling pain everywhere, she cried and said, "It's nice to be a cat, isn't it? It's nice to be a cat!"

While waiting for them, Gou Juanjing had already received the meeting gift for his classmates.

"Give."

"Eh? Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" Huibara screamed, the square packaging, the gray wrapping paper with a little bit of sparkle, and the dark green ribbon tied into a bowknot, it looked very high-end. "What is this? For me?"

A gift revived him in situ.

"Well, I think you can use it." An electrotherapy device used to relieve muscle fatigue.

Seeing him on the first day, he knew how miserable Haibara's school life would be based on his body shape.

The ignorant goose was very happy, "Really! Thank you!"

Qihai looked down at him as he pushed another gift in front of her.

Qi Hai didn’t talk too much since he entered school, so it’s hard for Gou Juanjing to judge his preferences, so he only needs to choose a gift that doesn’t go wrong. It’s the soap he bought when he was in France, and it’s okay for boys to use it. kind.

"Thank you." Qihai accepted it solemnly, with such a serious look that Gou Juanjing felt as if he had seen the flames beneath his cold appearance.

It's a burning man.

Dog Juanjing blinked.

Next, he waited in the dining hall until he entered the house. The gift from the girl was a famous aromatherapy. It is said that it can fill the room with the fragrance of flowers in 5 minutes, which is very effective in helping sleep.

The senpai who looked lazy and tired smiled happily.

At this time, Gou Juanjing's cell phone vibrated wildly. When he opened it, it was Wutiaowu who sent another message bombardment. Xiaojing skillfully set him to Do Not Disturb, and then looked up to see the senior sister holding the packaged The gift is taking a selfie.

He opened the group chat records, and Huiyuan had already taken Qihai to take pictures and posted them on the group.

Xia Youjie complimented a few words politely, and Wutiao Wu was furious.

Gou Juanjing doesn't know how he managed to scroll through the group and their private chats at the same time, octopus?Two mobile phones?

He was puzzled.

However, he prepared gifts for everyone, even Noctua Zhengdao received them, and they were tied to Ping An's body, a set of plush suits complete with hats, earmuffs, scarves, and gloves.

Maomao squatted in front of the silent man and meowed sweetly.

Then Gou Juanjing received Noctuid's return gift, a cat puppet with Noctumoth's aesthetics.

Probably, maybe, should be safe.

The kind that the cats who brought the stuffed animals didn't recognize...like.

Gou Juanjing recognized it by the white bellyband on the puppet's black belly.

……

For the next month, Gou Juan Jing hid in the piano room to practice besides taking part in morning exercises.

At this time, the big black cats Shier and Pingan would hide in Goujuan's piano room, blowing on the air conditioner and listening to the piano to sleep.A cat can never sleep too much, even a fake cat Shier is used to sleeping more than ten hours a day.

A new class, Chopin is still on the other side of the network.

The piano poet asked him to play Beethoven's piano sonata Op.110 again.

"Did you feel the difference?"

Sitting in front of the piano, Gou Juanjing was a little dazed: "I can hear it, but why?"

Chopin's expression was like looking at an ignorant child at home, "It's been a hard time."

"No..." Gou Juanjing wanted to retort, "It's not like this, it's not hard work. And when I played, I didn't think about anything."

"That's enough," said the Pole. "The piano is expression, life, change. It's your voice."

Many people think that a performer thinks a lot when playing, recalls the past, and thinks about the future, but in fact, it is like the moment every candidate sits in the examination room and faces the examination paper, the messy thoughts will disappear with the examination questions, There is only thinking about what to do and how to do it.

Sitting there, there is no option not to do.

The composer puts the answer to life in front of everyone. When everyone knows the answer, the steps to solve the problem become the most important.

Gou Juan Jing half a year ago was a plagiarism, using techniques to cover up the irreparable.

Three months ago, Gou Juanjing was thinking, with immature handwriting and one-sided answers.

Now Goujuanjing has a new answer.

It's still not the best, and there is still room for improvement... This kind of space will always exist, until the moment of his death, the apex can only be seen.

That's what musicians are.

Drifting in the vast sea, no compass, no stars, not even light.

You can only stumble and go in an unknown direction.

All the past and experiences will be melted in his body, others don't know, maybe even he doesn't remember, only body and piano will faithfully reflect his true state at this moment.

"Your practice is not the most important thing now." Chopin gave advice: "Death is not the end, death is a subject that everyone must face."

"New life, new insights, write your answer, Xiao Jing."

Shi Er, who had been feigning sleep all this time, opened his eyes at some point, the dark green eyes were gloomy.

So Gou Juanjing's piano practice time was reduced to about three hours a day, and he adjusted it according to his own state.The repertoire he practiced has also become more abundant. It is no longer limited to the etudes of members of the Romance Club. At the same time, he pays more attention to the interpretation of music and the content behind it. From reading materials to his own audition, he listens to different music masters. version of.

Each attempted version was recorded and played back as its own audio material.

It's boring, but also very interesting.

Just like a child's graffiti, occasionally encounter a fun surprise.

For example, he discovered that the scores of Liszt and Beethoven are the romantic Hungarians and the rigorous Germans. From personalities to musical concepts, they are at odds and influence each other.Beethoven's score is not so easy to see. The introverted Germans keep everything very strict. The language of music has one layer of meaning on the surface, another layer underneath, and the combination of the two layers has another layer.But Liszt's music is very obvious, like the kind of grandson who inherited the characteristics of his grandfather across generations and still refuses to admit it.

During this period of time, Ping An got to know Hui Yuan and Qi Hai well, and the time for sneaking out to play gradually became longer, but Shier showed up on time every day for the air conditioner.