Chapter 359 Tomorrow, you take the initiative to retire
Hearing them discussing, Ye Nanqing remembered that she hadn't practiced the piano yet.
She put down her book, stood up, and prepared to go to the art gallery.
Anya Ye called to her urgently: "Where are you going?"
"Practice the piano."
Anya Ye stared at her retreating figure and questioned, "Is it too late to start practicing now? There will be a competition the day after tomorrow."
"Anya, just leave Ye Nanqing alone. She has been hopeless for a long time."
"Yeah, do you still expect Ye Nanqing to really be able to play a complete piece of music? If you talk about practicing the piano, I'm afraid you will realize later that you have grown too old and have no face to see others."
"..."
Ye Anya listened to their words and suddenly felt comforted.
Yes, a novice like Ye Nanqing dared to play "Western Fantasia", so why wouldn't she dare to play it?
Perhaps with Ye Nanqing's performance as a foil, even if her playing has flaws, she can still kill everyone!
"I'm going to practice the piano too." Ye Anya took another shot of blood and strode out of the classroom with confidence.
The piano practice room is on the second floor of the art museum.
Because of this competition, the school has set up several separate piano rooms for students in need to practice piano.
It is said that these pianos were also newly donated by Lu.
When Anya Ye approached the art museum, the sound of piano was already pouring out from inside.
The sound of the piano is surging and the rhythm is very fast, like singing, like whining, and like mysterious cheers! Like dancing into space, after the ultimate excitement, it falls back to a weak whimper, a deep and bottomless undercurrent.
middle.
It gave people goosebumps!
This song...
It was these days that almost destroyed her "Western Fantasia"!
The passing Yunnan University students stopped under the shade of the trees passing by the art museum, looking up at the window where the sound of the piano came from, their eyes intoxicated, as if their souls had been sucked away.
This is the terrible thing about this piece of music. It has both ups and downs, just like life's twists and turns, and it resonates with people.
Some people think of sad past events with tears in their eyes, while some people stand up from setbacks and regain their fighting spirit...
Anya Ye was stunned.
What is more terrifying than this piece of music is the person who is playing it at this moment!
who is it?
Who else signed up for "Western Fantasy" besides her?
How come she has never heard of someone with such great piano attainments in Yun Da?
Attracted by the sound of the piano, she quickly walked into the art gallery and ran upstairs.
Following the sound of the piano, we found room 209.
The door to the piano room was opened a crack.
She looked through the crack in the door slowly.
Just a glimpse.
His eyes suddenly widened! His face turned pale!
The original curiosity was replaced by huge shock.
this……
How can it be?
At this time, the last melodious music ended.
She also saw the girl inside with a calm face, an elegant neck and slightly raised lips, showing her graceful posture.
The nimble fingertips gently stroked each key of the piano, like a signature movement, heralding the end of the performance.
Anya Ye took a deep breath and ran away in a hurry.
Her head was covered in sweat, as if she had seen some terrible ghost.
That piece of music, both in terms of rhythm and emotion, was played almost perfectly by Ye Nanqing.
No loss at all... Ye Fei's amazing performance in the Chinese Piano Competition last year.
Ye Nanqing actually practiced the piano so well behind her back!
Suddenly, Zhang Hui's voice came from not far away:
"Anya Ye, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired from playing the piano? Your face is so pale."
"I'm fine." From the corner of Ye Anya's eyes, she caught a glimpse of Ye Nanqing pushing open the piano room door and coming out, then going down the stairs from the other side.
"Anya, just now I heard someone playing "Western Fantasia" here. It sounded incredible. I remember that this was the piece you were playing, right? So were you practicing just now?" Zhang Hui couldn't hide the excitement on her face.
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Ye Anya pursed her lips and said nothing, because her mind was blank now.
"There are many alumni gathered downstairs now. They all want to know who played the piece just now. I think there should be no one else practicing this piece except you..."
"Yeah." Anya Ye blurted out without realizing it, "I was playing just now."
Zhang Hui screamed in surprise.
"Oh my god! Anya Ye, are your level so high now? You are so talented!"
Another classmate came around with admiration on his face, "Classmate, can you add me on WeChat? I just listened to your music, it's really nice!"
"No WeChat." Ye Anya waved her hand and left uneasily.
The man's whisper came from behind:
"Are all artistic geniuses so aloof?"
"..."
The next day.
The last day before the competition.
After the evening class, Ye Nanqing entered the piano room as usual.
She heard from Lu Ran that Gu Sihan invested money to go to the game as a sponsor, so she decided to practice one more time before the game.
She hopes that what she presents to him is the most perfect, preferably without any flaws.
She wanted to play this piece of music most beautifully and dedicated it to him.
For some reason, from the moment I entered the art museum, there seemed to be a figure following me behind me.
But when I looked back, I couldn't see anyone.
There was almost no one in the school at this time. She practiced till late at night, repeating things again and again. Although she was obviously very good at things, she always felt unsatisfied, fearing that he would find it unpleasant.
A message from Gu Sihan popped up on the phone:
[I asked Tang Zhuo to pick you up, but he said you haven’t left school yet.]
She paused and replied:
【Soon.】
Finally, I picked a few key fast-paced passages and practiced them again, and then I finally felt at ease.
When I got up to leave, the door with a crack left could not be pushed open from the inside.
Between the gaps, there is a slender iron chain.
The iron chain connected the door handle to the hook on the wall, making it impossible to open the door from the inside.
She reached out and tried to remove the other end of the chain from the hook.
At this moment, a strong force from outside the door pulled the door shut.
Her pupils trembled!
The outstretched hand reaches back.
But it's too late.
Before I could retract my index finger and middle finger, they were severely pinched by the door.
She let out a cry of pain and faintly heard the sound of bones breaking.
After retracting his hand, his two fingers were tightly curled up in pain, unable to move, and the purple bruises on his fingers were dazzling.
Cold sweat broke out in her hair, she gasped for air several times, and she was almost numb from the pain.
Ye Anya's sinister laughter came from outside the door.
This time, she didn't seem to even try to hide it, staring at Ye Nanqing through the crack in the door with sinister eyes, her eyes red.
"Tomorrow, you can take the initiative to withdraw from the competition."