It's already this time, and Ellen hasn't returned yet. She must be having some fun after dinner.
Xia Qianchen was bored by being alone and walked to the rest room.
I could hear music and poetry coming from far away.
The dark corridor, at the end, is the only source of light.
Xia Qianchen couldn't help but feel confused. Did she hear it correctly? This was the sound of a piano?
Opening the door, the female prisoners were standing in three rows, studying the Book of Songs. There was a mottled solid wood piano next to them, and the nun's fingers were flowing all the way on the keys.
She sang a few lines solo, returned the melody, and taught them how to sing.
Xia Qianchen almost thought she had entered the church by mistake, but the people standing in front of her were a choir of nuns. If they weren't all wearing prison uniforms!
The creaking of the door drew everyone's attention.
Warden: "No. 0332, isn't he feeling ill?"
Xia Qianchen smiled awkwardly: "It's much better now. I'm sorry to disturb you. What are you doing...?"
"Since you are much better and you came at the right time, I think you have learned almost all the legal knowledge. From now on, at this time every night, you will learn this blessing poem. No. 0332. I heard that you can play the piano, so you will play it.
…”
The female prisoners all looked at Xia Qianchen, can she play the piano?
How can someone who has the family background to learn piano end up in jail? How can he become a thief?
Xia Qianchen smiled: "I'm not very good at it."
"If you are told to play, just play."
Two police officers had come to restrain Xia Qianchen. The nun made way for her and she was forced to sit in front of the piano.
Xia Qianchen couldn't help but ask: "Warden, what on earth are we doing?"
"Learn to sing the Psalms, the sound of blessing, and God will protect us."
Xia Qianchen wondered how Chinese people could learn such fancy things from foreign countries even if they wanted to believe in Buddhism.
Besides, prison is a place where science is respected, so it’s really against common sense to take time away from studying law to study this, right?
The warden frowned: "What are you still doing? This is an order!"
Xia Qianchen sighed, this was not an ordinary prison anyway, it was probably Young Emperor Nangong who was up to something again.
"Okay, let me try the music." She opened the music score and her eyes accidentally fell on Ellen's face...
Xia Qianchen smiled slightly at her and spread her fingers.
That smile in the warm light is like a star falling on the sea, so gentle that it is boundless...
It is said that women who play the piano are the most beautiful. Even sitting in front of the piano, they look like a painting.
Xia Qianchen's temperament matched the piano perfectly, and everyone was fascinated by it.
Suddenly Xia Qianchen stopped, pressed a key, and heard the nun say: "This piano has been idle in the church for a long time, and several keys have failed, so we moved it here."
The piano is so old, it can be seen that it has been tempered by time for a long time.
Xia Qianchen pressed the keys one by one: "Are these the ones that failed?"
Sister: "Yes."
Xia Qianchen turned around and asked, "Warden, do you have any tools?"
"Can you repair the piano?"
"No...but it shouldn't be difficult. Let me give it a try."
"Don't break the piano." Although the warden said this, he already raised his hand to let the police get the tools. Anyway, it is a broken piano, and it will not be much worse if it is repaired.
Half an hour later, Xia Qianchen closed the lid with dusty hands: "It should be OK, can you try it?"
The nun sat down, played it, and said pleasantly: "It's really good. How did you fix it?"
Xia Qianchen clapped his hands: "Actually, it's not a big problem. You can see if the black key can't be lifted. In fact, when you open the top cover of the piano, you will see that the two adjacent hammers are pressed because the cotton is stuck to each other.
It doesn't matter. Just take a card and rub it between the two hammers a few times."
The nun nodded in understanding.
"In addition, this piano has been left for too long. You only wiped the surface of the piano, but the inside is full of dust. This will also affect the tune. I also wiped the inside clean."
The warden praised and said: "I didn't expect you to be really familiar with the piano, and you lied to me and said you didn't know how to do it..."
"That's right, it's so awesome."
I don’t know which of the female prisoners was the one who made the admiration.
Immediately afterwards, another female prisoner responded and actually clapped.
Anda's face had not looked good since Xia Qianchen touched the piano, and now she was even more uncomfortable.
Without Sister Hei's absence, the group of supporters was leaderless, but they did not express dissatisfaction with Xia Qianchen.
"I used to admire women who could play the piano... they were elegant and elegant."
"Yes, Xia Qianchen is beautiful and suitable for piano."
"It's such a pity that such a beautiful woman is in prison..."
Xia Qianchen was slightly surprised. This was the first time she had been exaggerated by them. Ellen quietly gave Xia Qianchen a thumbs up in the crowd.
Xia Qianchen also gave a thumbs up in return.
"Okay," the warden clapped his hands, "since the piano is repaired and it's getting late, let's learn a lesson first. We don't have much time to waste."
Not much time to waste? Does studying the Book of Songs have any effect?
Before Xia Qianchen had time to think more, the nun had already signaled for her to play:
"Hymn Near the Cross"
My heart clings to the cross of the Lord
There is a fountain of life there
The blood of Christ has been shed
Wash away all my sins
cross cross
forever my glory
All my sins are washed away
Only by the blood of Jesus
Beside the cross, my faith is small
The Savior never abandons
He gives the light of the Holy Spirit
According to my dim heart...
…
The natural sound of the piano and the ethereal chorus, all these seem to really wash away the dust in the heart.
The singing seemed to be dyed with warmth, coming from the orange-lit windows of the prison.
The practice ended very late that night, breaking the usual lights-out time. The female prisoners seemed to have not been so happy for a long time, and even the support team who usually frowned at Xia Qianchen became gentle.
Maybe the song really is more useful than the law?
Xia Qianchen smiled and closed the piano cover. Music can indeed soothe emotions.
When Xia Qianchen and Ellen came out of the lounge together, they heard a female prisoner saying hello:
"No. 0332, you play very well."
"Xia Qianchen, that's good! Come on!"
Xia Qianchen smiled back: "Thank you."
"When did you learn the piano?" Ellen asked.
"Actually, I learned this when I was very young and have been doing it for many years. At first, I was interested in learning it secretly. After my father discovered it, he actually bought me a piano."
Ellen nodded: "Your father is so kind to you."
"Yes, he is a good person..." It's a pity that good people have short lives.