I'm not saying, your IQ is really bad

Chapter 269
"It's not our intention, but I still think I just want to laugh when you say you want to join the chorus!" Chen Yihao laughed.

"You are enough, even if I sing badly, there is no need to do this..." I squinted at Chen Yihao, and I wanted to roll my eyes at him.

"Didn't you say you were going to play the accompaniment?" Liang Sisi said.

"Yes." I replied.

"Then what is he laughing at?" Liang Sisi pointed to Chen Yihao who was lying on the table, smiling like a mobile phone on vibrate mode, "Is it that funny? Can Chen Yihao laugh for so long?"

"Actually, it's not bad, it's just unbearable, the kind that makes me want to cleanse my ears after listening to it. Have you ever seen a timbre that goes up to an octave and can't come back at all?" Anyway, I sing and recite with both voice and emotion. The difference is that it is more practical not to sing.

"Then you are purely a person who speaks well and sings badly?" Liang Sisi nodded meaningfully.

"This kind of person is simply a miraculous existence." Li Ze said, "Then have you decided that you want to join the chorus?"

"I have to think about this." I replied to Li Ze's words.

I really have to think about it, I can't play the best voice all the time, and even if I can play it, I don't have any emotions. If the instructor is a music major, it will be even more miserable, and I will definitely ask me to practice more. Anyone who understands music theory will know that I will accidentally play the wrong note in the sound of the piano, which is too slight to be heard at all...

"Hahahahaha..."

They said that they want to accompany the piano as an accompaniment, that is to say, I have to practice tacit understanding with my classmates who play the piano. If I can’t keep up, I will take the whole chorus away. take away emotions...

"Hahahaha!"

Now I have to think about it, if you can give me a try...

"Hahahaha!"

"Aren't you enough! When I was thinking about something, you interrupted my train of thought!" I patted Chen Yihao, and Chen Yihao's laughter still didn't stop, "Is it so funny? I Everyone said that I went to the chorus just to play the piano."

"I can't do it, I'm going to die from laughing hahaha!" Chen Yihao covered his stomach and laughed a few times, then sighed, his gaze slowly shifted to me, "Pfft! Hahahaha!"

"Aren't you stupid?!" I pulled out a tissue from the table to wipe off the saliva he sprayed on my face.

In other words, my violin can't be taken home so quickly, it will be kept in school for a while.

After the decision was made, I told the class teacher about my situation, and unexpectedly he agreed very readily, but when practicing, I had to go down to the music room on the second floor. I thought I would participate in several competitions in junior high school. This violin will be sealed by me again, and now it will be with me for a long time, "I feel like I have to take you back to your hometown to repair the strings." I reached out and touched the strings.

The music room is amazing. The door is open every day, so no one is afraid of people coming in... But if someone comes in, they can't steal anything. If they have the ability to steal this upright piano, I can only call the thieves. 666 already.

I came to the music room, but what am I going to do... My amnesia is a bit serious, what am I going to do...

Do you want to play a random song to make up for it?Shouldn't you be playing the chorus?But I don't know what the chorus is. Now I just come down and practice casually... I reached out to grab the handle of the piano, and various images were running in my mind. I was so scared that I immediately let go of my hand. The moment just now was What's the matter, I just... I stared straight at the violin on the table, can't I pick up the violin?I spread my palm and looked at my own palm, no way, I reached out to catch the bow on the other side of the box, picked up the violin again, and immediately put it on my right shoulder, with my chin resting on the chin rest.

So heavy...why is this violin so heavy...

what happened? !Even when I usually practice, I can still pick up the violin and play a few songs, why suddenly I feel strange today, I squinted to look at the violin, the cotton grain on the top is fine and clear, and the black notes on the surface are still so clear , there is a thread that has been ground out of the string, it is impossible...

I raised my left hand holding the bow, held the tail of the bow tightly with my fingers, straightened my waist, put the bow slightly on the strings, and pressed the strings with my right hand, let’s tune the tune or something...

"Crack-"

how!I was surprised that the strings made such a sound. I leaned my head against the piano, and reached out with my right hand to adjust the fine tuner. Well, it was just not adjusted properly. I rearranged my posture, raised my left hand, and put the end of the bow against it. Strings, pulled down slightly.

"Crack - squeak!"

I was a little surprised. I put down the violin and put it back into the box for a few glances. The right shoulder was much easier than before when I put down the violin. Could it be that I really need emotions to be able to play the violin?What kind of strange setting is this? !It’s really only when I’m sad that I can pick up the piano, but when I was on stage with Lin Feishuang before...

No, at that time she hadn't fully acknowledged our relationship. Every time I saw her smiling at the phone, my heart was in a mess, that's why I chose to dial a few notes in the song at that time. String, is it still played perfectly?When I played "Never meant to belong" at school, it was because Liang Junhao wanted to compete with me for Lin Feishuang, so I felt more and more inferior and conceited. All the random thoughts wanted me to play better and better every time. Now Have you seen everything clearly and can no longer hold the piano?
How about... the only expression of emotion is really my own violin, so what now?For many years, it has played me heart-breaking pieces one after another. Its melancholy sound travels everywhere, taking away other people’s emotions, making all emotions follow my heart, and it is not only myself that is taken away. Everything, and theirs, let all who hear me know my grief, without exception.

What should I do... I just can't lift the piano, and I feel that this piano is much heavier for me than before, so now I have to face a new life and abandon all sad emotions?
"Om—" The phone...

I turned on my phone and watched, Lin Feishuang sent me a WeChat message asking me where I was doing, I put down the bow and tapped the keyboard of the phone to reply, what kind of emotion would I have to use to pick up the piano again...

(End of this chapter)