Basic music theory, various hand shapes, and complex fingering techniques.
Piano mastery involves too many skills, not only basic fingering theory and hand shapes, but also the control of harmonic scales and sense of tone.
It’s just that people who don’t practice piano regularly still have a rich repertoire.
This skill loaded all the technical principles of the piano into his body, but there was no piece of music that he could put into his head at the same time.
Of course, it’s not just because you have a lot of skills that you can’t play the piano. Minamoto Yorimitsu feels that as long as he listens to a piece of music once, he can play it completely and even improve it.
It can be said that his body is given an absolute sense of sound.
"But it doesn't seem to be of much use to me."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu rubbed his chin with his fingers and thought to himself.
He studied management in his previous life, and he still studies management in this life. He also wants to become a management scientist. The foundation of his success is to have a higher heart than the sky. He even wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with Taylor and hold Mayo in his hand. Although
This wish is a little bit difficult.
Minamoto Yorimitsu doesn't have much interest in these arts, so this skill is not very attractive to him, and he probably won't use it too much.
However, management is diverse, and it doesn't matter if it includes other disciplines. Many skills are also under pressure. If others can succeed all over the world with one trick, why don't you succeed with hundreds of tricks?
I have a hundred skills, but I am the only one who is strong.
So it seems that this simulator can be studied...
At ten forty in the evening, Xiaomu Qingming had prepared the supper. He took off his apron and folded it neatly next to him. He carried a glass bowl and two bowls of rice sprinkled with sesame seeds, and wiped the newly washed steel chopsticks clean with paper towels.
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Finally, he knelt down and set the tableware in a very unmanly manner.
The two of them moved their chopsticks in silence and started eating.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was thinking about how to make full use of this simulator.
Seimei Kogi, who was sitting across from the coffee table, was digging into the rice with chopsticks. From time to time, he raised his face and glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu hesitantly.
He always seems to be hesitant to speak but doesn't know how to speak, giving people a particularly worried look.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was just in a trance, not in a state of disbelief. Of course, he quickly noticed his abnormality.
"What's wrong? You look worried. Are you having trouble finding a job? Or are you running into problems with your graduation thesis again?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu put down the chopsticks in his hand, took out a paper towel from the paper box next to him and wiped his mouth. He had almost finished eating the rice.
He didn't eat many Kyoto vegetables and just ate two dorayaki. This small bowl of rice already made him feel full.
"Ah, I, am I so obvious?" Xiaomu Qingming was suddenly pointed out by him, and his face suddenly became panicked, and the hand holding the chopsticks shook twice.
Minamoto Noraimitsu was speechless and choked up at once. You have been stirring the salad with chopsticks for almost two minutes. The saliva on the chopsticks has probably merged with the salad.
He looked back and forth hesitantly, lowering his head and looking up at himself. Even a blind man could sense that something was wrong.
"What's going on? Is there anything else you can't tell me?"
"It's...it's about Yoshikawa...san..."
Kogi Seimei bit her lower lip and whispered in a slow tone.
After saying that, she looked at his face nervously, as if she was afraid that the other party would be angry if she mentioned this name, just like an aggrieved daughter-in-law who dared not ask anything about her husband's wandering around.
"Yoshikawa Yumi?" Minamoto no Yorimitsu was surprised, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then asked: "What's wrong with her?"
Xiaomu Qingming looked at him with a guilty conscience, put his hands on his legs and rubbed his pants, and whispered in a slightly nervous voice: "I...I dare not say..."
"explain."
Minamoto Yorimitsu's tone is slightly heavier.
Kogi Seimei trembled all over and knelt down on the mat, feeling a little uncomfortable.
The two feet behind her buttocks twisted unnaturally, as if she had to break her teeth and swallow them after being lectured by her husband. She gritted her teeth and then said it with determination.
"I...I heard from Yuhara and the others...Yoshikawa-san is dating someone outside the school, and the person doesn't seem like a serious person, and there are still a lot of rumors about Yoshikawa-san, saying
It's Yoshikawa-san who has... got... with that person..."
"Having a child?"
Before Kogi Seimei could hesitate to finish speaking, Minamoto no Yorimitsu said it for him.
"You...how did you know!" Xiaomu Qingming's eyes widened, his face was full of shock, and he even started to tremble when he spoke.
"She told me personally today." Minamoto norimitsu replied.
Xiaomu Qingming's eyes widened even more.
His neck was unusually red.
His lips were trembling and he couldn't speak.
It was not until a long time later that he saw that Minamoto Yorimitsu had no reaction, and his expression gradually returned to normal. He asked in a low voice with a stumbling voice: "Then...then Minamoto Yorimitsu, aren't you... angry?"
"Why are you angry?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu thought it was something, but he didn't expect it to be about that woman. He smiled and said, "That woman seeking her own death has nothing to do with me. It has nothing to do with who she has children with."
Xiaomu Qingming was dumbfounded when he heard this.
Why is this different from the eight hundred scenarios simulated in my mind?
He even thought that Minamoto no Yorimitsu would be desperate and seek death, or he would be so angry that he would directly compare the hardness of the wall with his head.
Even the mobile phone placed at his feet had already dialed the hospital number, for fear that Minamoto no Yoriguang would immediately pull over after hearing it, missing the best rescue time and dying young.
Kogi Seimei opened his mouth again.
His mind is now a little out of control.
After his brain shut down for a moment, he said with a dull expression:
"But when we went to Hachimangu Shrine some time ago, Lai Guang, you kept saying things like if you don't marry her, it would be worth dying for her in this life, and you didn't plan to write about what you have written in the past few years.
Love letter, make it into a huge photo album and give it to Yoshikawa-san, and then..."
"stop!"
Minamoto norimitsu's face turned dark immediately.
It's really embarrassing to have someone tell you about your dog-licking experience.
Even if these things were done by the original person, now they all fall on him.
"That's all in the past, I have given up on her."
Minamoto Yorimitsu's face gradually became calm, and it seemed that he didn't take that matter to heart at all. He just said in a calm tone: "I have planned to seal my love from now on and become a person like Taylor."
Although the voice of this sentence is very soft.
But the determination contained in it is very obvious.
It is difficult for people to doubt the authenticity of this sentence.
It's just that Xiaomu Qingming was not as happy as he imagined. Instead, his eyes suddenly dimmed after being stunned for a moment.
Moreover, he stared straight into Minamoto Norimitsu's eyes. After staring for a while, he slowly lowered his head and asked softly with a bit of resentment in his voice:
"Then Lai Guang, you don't want to be with me either?"
"???"
Minamoto Yorimitsu glared.
The smell of these words is somewhat familiar.
The hand of God will defeat our army?
You are such a bushy-browed and big-eyed Kogi Seimei.