The level of entertainment in this world is not very high, so before listening to the performance, Yuzuru didn't have much expectations. However, when Kiruma Hiiraichi finished the set of piano music, Yuzuru got a lot. An unexpected look and feel.
In terms of performance alone, it belongs to the intermediate level among high levels. Except for a few temporary changes that can be heard at the end of the set, everything else can be described as very good.
The biggest drawback is the tune.
This piano piece called "Hometown of Higashino" has a slightly poor artistic conception. The first half is melodious and soft, but the second half has a quiet and dark ending. Why, did the wanderer just lie down and quit when he got home? Go home and chew. The youngest? According to the ABRSM assessment standard of King's College, it is "humanistically unable to achieve the combination of music and society."
Well, it is quite in line with the current economic situation, a group of dejected people.
The composer is quite talented, but he failed to break away from his inherent cognition. If the ending was replaced by a high-spirited will to start again, then the entire piano music would be even higher, even infinitely close to the song "Hometown" in the previous life. "original scenery".
Pianists and novelists are essentially the same. They both tell stories about themselves or others.
Talking back to Kiruma Hiiraichi, he actually shed a few tears while playing. If a layman listens to it, it will feel ridiculous and pretentious, but only those who are deeply immersed in music will know how precious the gift of empathy is. .
Next time you have a chance, let him play "Original Scenery of Hometown" and let him listen to it, and see if he can be inspired to completely adapt and evolve the song "Hometown of Higashino".
Yuxian's little calculation was clear in his mind.
The more people like Hiiraichi Kirima who are talented and willing to work hard, the happier he will be, and the stage lights will be focused on them, and I will be able to do whatever I want to do.
Tongma-kun, I’ve taken care of you.
Get ready to work for me.
...
Under the gaze of everyone, Hei Mutong stood on the stage.
Perhaps she understands that today's task is important, or perhaps the little girl is angry. She is dressed like a black swan with her head held high today. She wears a dark night-colored tube top dress that is elegant and noble, decorated with platinum tassels and a bustle. The large, round mouth like a carp streamer wrapped around her thighs, and the belt around her waist was as tight as a string, creating a tight waist curve like a flower.
Her hair was twisted into a ball at the back of her head, like a lying down tiger. From the time she took the stage to now, she had not blinked once, and her pale brown eyes seemed to have been frozen in time.
She started to move without saying a word.
Obviously they didn’t even report the songs!
The bow of the piano was pulled violently, like lightning and thunder.
The sound of the violently rubbing violin was urgent and sharp, like a whipping storm. The rain outside the gymnasium was already heavy, but for a moment it was drowned out by the violent anger of the violin. It felt like the world was about to be destroyed.
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
At the last moment when it opened the wound, it stopped.
The bow rotated three times on his finger, like the graceful and smooth lines of an embroidered sword. Hei Mutong blinked his eyes, shouted into the microphone: "Yuxian is a child! Get out!"
The sound of electric current echoed in the stadium where you could hear the drop of a needle.
Then the students' roar almost exploded from the roof of the gymnasium.
It’s diss!!!
Kurobutou from Class S was using her violin to curse that boy from afar!
The students of the Tokyo University Art Elementary School know this well. When Hokkaido No. 1 Art College came over for friendly exchanges, this is what everyone did. You were yin and yang and I was weird, and the competition was fierce.
However, Hei Mu Tong would not go into such a big fight because of a newly transferred adopted son. There must be some reason behind this. Anyway, looking at Hei Mu Tong's expression of hatred that wants to destroy everything, it is definitely not a good thing!
"What's going on?" Principal Kazuki Sawano asked.
"It's just a play among children." Okuhata quickly explained that he was the one who splashed the dirty water, and he would have to pour it all over the place. No one would believe the excuse of a kid who had just transferred to another school.
Yu Xian was stunned.
Being scolded twice a day, no one would be angry.
Did I provoke you to provoke you?
Thinking about it carefully, he found that there was no grudge between him and Heimudong. He only knew based on the performance list just now that the girl he met in the parking lot in the morning was her, named Heimutong.
Yuzuru's naive eyes fell on the gift table of the school board of directors. From a distance, he noticed the sinister smile hanging on the corner of Okuhata Ryuuo's mouth, as well as the joy of the villain's success.
Sure enough it's you.
Yuxian Zhisheng thought for a while, stood up and raised his hand: "I'm here."
The uproar and boos immediately enveloped him.
Yukiko Miyamoto covered her mouth in surprise. It was a scene that she could never dream of.
This time when it came to Kurobutong, he panicked.
Who would have thought that the child she met in the morning was Hanazuruo. The Okuhata-ryu man only told her the name of the child who called her an orphan, but did not show her the photo. Who would have known it was him.
I have to give him the game console to play in the morning? It’s simply a shame!
Such a coincidence of fate is like a violin that only has four strings but can perform thousands of changes. Life is always more unexpected than novels.
"Good! He still looks like a man!" Hei Mu Tong pointed his bow at him, "Stand there and don't run away."
"I will be here." Yuxian said naively.
His voice was swallowed up by the waves of discussion.
The violin piece "Feng Lin Huo" that Kurobutong was going to play was displayed on the screen at the reception desk. It was written in pure regular Chinese characters instead of Japanese. Yu Xian was startled when he saw this name.
It is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as plundering as the fire, and as motionless as the mountain. "Wind, Forest and Volcano" comes from the fighting spirit of Sun Tzu's Art of War. Can it also be used on the violin?
Yuxian, who had always lacked interest, became a little interested for the first time.
Kuro Mutong took a deep breath, before she even started to sing, she was filled with murderous intent. This tense and bursting atmosphere couldn't help but make people take a deep breath along with her, and the feeling of immersion was very strong.
Qin Xian is coming! Killing intent surges!
The sudden murderous aura swept through the cold air, and my heart trembled like a roaring pine wind.
——The iron cavalry stands out with swords and guns blaring.
The sound of the piano is ringing around the jungle, and the four generals in Fenghuo Mountain are fighting hard. The battlefield is fully spread out, and the majestic shouts of killing can be heard across time and space.
——The sound of the four strings is like cracking silk.
As if blood spattered on her face and wet her clothes, the girl standing on the battlefield picked up a large sharp knife from the ground and stabbed it into the enemy's flesh and blood, making a trembling sound as the bones and muscles were broken.
Ups and downs, tactful and passionate.
This should be the war song from the nine heavens to the earth.
Yu Xian was stunned, feeling as if his blood was burning. He knew clearly that the murderous intention was directed at him, but he felt so comfortable that he didn't want to do it.
The strength of this little girl far exceeded his imagination, just like the invincible general Miyamoto Musashi discovered the treasure-like girl Atong in the dim light.
