[Comprehensive] Escape from shame is useless

A small open-air plaza near the hotel, right in the middle of a green area.Although small, it also has the standard configuration of stage and stepped seats.However, there are not many people who choose this place as a performance venue, and it is rarely popular at ordinary times, but today it seems a lot more lively.

There are more than a dozen chairs and music stands placed above the stage, centered on the front pedestal, and spread out in a fan shape.

A temporary performance venue is ready.

Half an hour before the performance, the band members were nervously preparing.After Kaoru Miyazono tuned the violin, feeling restless for some reason, she left the backstage alone and went to the park outside to get some fresh air.

At this time, people in twos and threes had gathered on the stepped seats in the square, and most of them were holding leaflets in their hands.This is the result of their hard work in the past two days. Even so, not many people came to watch the concert.

Thinking about it, their Mogu Middle School Orchestra is not a well-known orchestra, and even the school itself is not a specialized music academy. It is normal for such a concert to be unable to guarantee the quality and attract the audience.To be honest, it was unexpected to gather so many people.

If the performance is not good, it will make these people who came here even more disappointed.

The more I thought about it, the more trembling my fingertips couldn't stop.

How to do……

"Xiao Xun?"

This voice is-

"Jasmine—" the joyful voice was cut off immediately, Gong Yuan turned around and saw that the senior she admired was sitting in a wheelchair with her right arm in a plaster cast.

She almost ran to Jasmine's side at the speed of a 50-meter sprint.

"Hand, hand, hand... What's wrong with your hand? Did you hurt your tendon? How could this happen? What did the doctor say? Is it serious?"

Wanting to touch but not daring to touch, Gongyuan was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and even said a word in a messed up manner.

"Calm down, calm down. It's just a skin injury, I'll just take care of it, it's fine, it's really fine."

She was obviously the one who got hurt, why did she come to comfort her instead...

Thinking of this, Jasmine also found it funny.

And, as expected of a violin player, she completely ignored her leg injury and only cared about her hands.

"Why are you so calm? Senpai's hand is a treasure in the world!" Miyazono clenched his fist and shouted.

"You're exaggerating." Jasmine waved her hands in embarrassment, and looked around guiltily, for fear that other people would hear her words.

"Where's the exaggeration? If the minister hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known. Jasmine-senpai is a talented violinist who can perfectly play Paganini 7 at the young age of 24!"

Hearing this, Jasmine also stopped waving her hands abruptly, and subconsciously pressed her lips together, freezing the arc of her jaw.

【This is your talent, ah, how dazzling and exciting!Your talents must bring hope to this world, no, you must be hope itself! 】

At this moment, the light shining in Miyazono Kaoru's eyes overlapped with the lingering shadow in his memory.

A huge roar erupted in her mind almost at the same time.

Yuno immediately noticed her stagnation, and squeezed her shoulder with the hand on the handlebar of the wheelchair.

Jasmine was also taken aback, she got goosebumps all over her body, and broke away from that state.In just a few seconds, his back was completely drenched in cold sweat.

"Sister Jasmine, too?" After receiving no response for a long time, the slender Gongyuan asked cautiously, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No..." Is this my own voice?It's more like the noise made by the wind as it scrapes the desert.

But she can't stop here, and she can't let Xiaoxun realize her abnormality.Now it's before the show, so I can't interfere with her state because of myself.Say something, have to say something.

She swallowed her saliva, and finally she could speak normally from her dry throat.

"Are you going to play Chunyi today?"

"Yes, everyone has practiced for more than a month." Fortunately, Gong Yuan was still in a state of performance anxiety, and did not notice the stagnation of air in this short period of time.

She lowered her head and snapped her fingers anxiously.For a while, I thought about what to do if there was a noise, and for a while, I was afraid of making a wrong beat, and for a while, I was worried that if I made a mistake, I would not be able to play it.All kinds of questions piled up in my mind, overwhelming my expectations for the performance itself.

"Really, that's great, I really like Chunyi." Jasmine said the same as if she didn't notice her depression.

The expectations of her longing senior finally became the last straw that crushed her spirit.

Gong Yuan crouched down with her head in her arms, wailing in despair: "I can't do it, I can't do it for sure, it will drag everyone down..."

Jasmine also stroked her soft blond hair, and asked softly, "Do you know which part of this song I like the most?"

The breeze came slowly, and the sunlight penetrated the shadows of the trees, leaving mottled marks on their faces.In the early summer afternoon, there is a burst of sweet fragrance from nowhere, it is the aroma of bread, the natural smell of wheat, which reminds people of the taste of happiness.

"Warm, lively, and energetic. Whenever I play this piece, I think about the smell of bread, the smell of the quilt that has just been dried, the smell of the takoyaki that I ate with Yuno, and the plastic in the tennis court. smell……"

"It doesn't sound like it has anything to do with spring." Yuno couldn't hold back, and vomited.

"Who said you have to imagine spring when you play Chunyi? When I played "Swan", I still thought about chicken wings."

"That's a little too much."

Miyazono Kaoru laughed outright.

"So, it's important to play for what, even if the reason is funny. As long as you can bring something to yourself and the person you want to hear when you play, that's enough. As for the technical aspect The problem... If you are wrong, you are wrong, it doesn't matter, it will be better next time. Xiaoxun, believe in the hard-working self!"

Miyazono seemed to understand something, and went back with a relaxed expression.

Yuno bent down and touched Jasmine's face, which was as cold as she expected.At this time, it is best not to ask anything, no matter whether you are concerned or worried, it is also a burden for Jasmine at this moment.The best choice now is to stop letting her fall into the memory.

"I want to interview you. What kind of mentality do you have when you play "Swan"?"

"...The chicken wings I bought that day were snatched away by Ziyuan-kun, so I can't forget it."

Those two pairs of chicken wings must be delicious. Thinking of this, she swallowed.

"You really are a violinist without dreams."

"Sorry to disappoint you, I'm just being realistic. So can I have grilled chicken wings tonight?"

The performance started in such a relaxed atmosphere.

After the band took the stage, Jasmine finally understood why Gongyuan was so nervous.

She is the principal violinist.

Because of my heavy responsibilities, I constantly push myself, worrying that I will not be able to keep up with the conductor's intentions, and I will not be able to complete the communication with the orchestra.The position of the chief of the orchestra is not something that anyone can be appointed casually.Without a sufficient foundation of trust, there is no way to assist the conductor to lead a huge orchestra.Therefore, even for those world-renowned orchestras, the chief violinist is the result of the vote of all members.

You are already the chief, which already means that everyone has recognized you.

Be more confident, Xiaoxun.

Your tone has always been colorful.

Four seasons, spring, the first movement.

It is a moving movement composed by the Italian composer Vivaldi when he wrote the four seasons with music. Its lively and jumping notes and lively and happy rhythm fully reflect the vigor and prosperity of spring.

Use Qingyue's rhythm to make birdsong and write spring water.

Thunder and raindrops are composed with dull music.

Finally, it converges into a melodious melody, nourishing the earth, and all things sleep together in the night.

Xiaoxun was right, they really practiced for a long time.Although personal technical flaws are inevitable, the jerkyness is made up for when everyone's music blends together.

"The orchestra is really nice..." I was a little envious.

After the performance, Jasmine couldn't help sighing.

Yuno turned to look at her, and took this sentence to heart.

"Senior sister, what do you think?" After a while, Gongyuan ran over excitedly, his face was still flushed from excitement, flushed red, really cute.

"It's great, I like it very much." She gave it a thumbs up without hesitation.

"Hey..." The blond girl smiled heartily for the first time.

"By the way, what were you thinking when you played?"

"Papa's Keluli! It's crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, exuding the aroma of caramel and rum, ah~ I can't stop it!" The girl held her face, bubbling happily.

"Can Luli... Can Luli? Well, I'll do it next time."

"It's because of thinking about such inexplicable things that your playing level is so low."

Suddenly, a haughty voice came in abruptly, full of sarcasm.

The laughter and laughter just now came to an abrupt end, and something called heaviness permeated the air.

The three of them turned their heads together and looked at the unexpected guest.

It was a teenager who looked about their age, with dark red hair curled up irregularly, an ordinary white T-shirt and jeans, and white headphones hanging around his neck.

After discovering the eyes of the three, he looked back indifferently, and an aura of arrogance came over his face.

"If you have been at this level, I advise you to give up the violin as soon as possible." Not only did he not realize the fact that he was unpopular, but he continued to speak nonsense without knowing what to say.

"What do you mean?" Jasmine also asked.

"I'm doing it for her own good." The young man spread his hands and smiled helplessly, "The time in one's life is limited, knowing that there is no future, why waste time?"

"I..." For some reason, his endless words deeply stimulated Miyazono Kaoru, and her eye circles were completely red.

"Xiao Xun, don't listen to his nonsense." Jasmine also held the girl's hand and said sincerely: "Your music is full of emotion, and it is the rare kind of music that can give the audience strength. Maybe the technology is not yet Mature, but trust me, the violin will definitely reciprocate your love and bring you happiness. I promise you."

"What kind of happiness, what kind of love, it's really trite. There is no technology to talk about feelings. It's enough for such an irresponsible layman to speak. You promise? Why? Misleading people." The young man said with disgust.

"You are the one who should stop when enough is enough." Jasmine also stood up suddenly and stood in front of Gong Yuan.

"You—" The teenager who thought she was a disabled person was startled and took a big step back.

"Everyone's original intention of learning music is different. You have no right to deny other people's efforts! You are not qualified to continue playing the piano because of poor technology? Who stipulated this? Even if 1 people support this fallacy, I will absolutely I will oppose it to the end! As long as you like music, anyone can learn it, and anyone can enjoy it! Because music is such a thing!"

She patted her chest and declared:

"I started learning the violin because of its nice sound!"

"What about you?" Jasmine also pointed proudly.

Coerced by her aura, the boy replied reflexively, "Because he's handsome."

Yuno who was on the sidelines: Your reason is nothing grand...

"Where's Xiao Xun?" Pointing.

"Huh? I... I want someone to be my accompanist."

"So are you successful now?"

"not yet?"

Jasmine also pointed a hand knife at Gongyuan's head.

"Then you still have time to deal with the messy people, run now, work hard, and practice the piano! That person is still waiting for you!"

"Huh? Ah, yes! I'm going now! Dear Kuroki Moliya-senpai!" Miyazono frowned, saluted exaggeratedly, then turned and ran.The sun shines on her long golden hair, exuding a vigorous spring.

That's how it should be!

After the blond girl ran away, Jasmine also turned to face the mean boy again, with "super fierce" written all over her face.

"You... are not handsome at all. Boys who bully girls are the most annoying!"

The words he said were like elementary school students, and they had no deterrent effect at all.Surprisingly, the young man seemed to have received ten thousand points of damage, and asked in disbelief:

"She just called you... Kuroki Jasmine too? Are you 'that' Maria? Why haven't you shown up for so long? What are you doing? No, your hand, you..."

The boy fell into a state of confusion, he had too many things to say at once, but he didn't know which sentence to say first.

He took two steps forward, wanting to confirm something, but was stopped by the smiling Yuno.

"If you have anything to say, just stand here and say it."

"Who am I, and what does it have to do with you?" Jasmine also turned her head, she was still angry.

"I'm Kiriya, Eto Kiriya, do you remember me, Maria?" He stretched his neck to look at the brown-haired girl again, but no matter how he turned around, my wife Yuno stood still in front of him , like an impassable peak.

"Don't call me so close, this thick-skinned classmate."

Eto... Kiriya?

Tong also?

[It's really useless, it's just a small competition, there's nothing to be afraid of. 】

【Maria, come to America with me. 】

All kinds of bizarre pictures exploded in my mind with a bang.At that moment, he seemed to be immersed in a particularly noisy environment. All kinds of voices, music, and the terrible roar caused by something hitting his head frantically merged between the eardrums.

So noisy, so painful, so nauseous, breathing and—

"Hey, what's up Maria?"

As soon as Yuno turned her head, she saw Jasmine also slumped back into the wheelchair, her pupils losing focus.Regardless of the young man behind him, he rushed to her side and held Jasmine's face and shouted:

"Look at me, Jasmine too, look at me! Don't think about anything else, look at me, listen to me! Breathe in, stop thinking about it, be good, breathe in, don't stop, breathe in!"

It was Yuno's voice.

It's so far away, I can't hear you clearly, what are you talking about?

Jasmine's eyes also wavered, and it took a lot of willpower to forcefully focus on Yuno.He forced a smile to her, and his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.