After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Hearing their discussion, Ye Nanqing remembered that he hadn't practiced the piano yet.

She put down her book, got up, and was about to go to the art gallery.

Ye Anya hurriedly called to her: "Where are you going?"

"Practice."

Ye Anya stared at her walking back and questioned, "I just started practicing now, is there still time? The competition will be held the day after tomorrow."

"An Ya, don't worry about Ye Nanqing, she is already hopeless."

"That's right, do you still expect Ye Nanqing to really play a complete piece of music? What did you say to practice the piano? I'm afraid I realized later that I was too good at playing, and I didn't have the face to face others."

"..."

Listening to their words, Ye Anya was suddenly comforted.

That's right, Ye Nanqing dared to play "Western Fantasy", so why wouldn't she dare to play it?

Maybe with Ye Nanqing's performance as a backdrop, even if she plays flawlessly, she can still kill the world!

"I'm going to practice the piano too." Ye Anya pumped up her blood again, and strode away from the classroom full of confidence.

The piano practice room is on the second floor of the Art Museum.

Because of this competition, the school has set up several piano rooms to practice piano for students in need.

It is said that these pianos were newly donated by Mr. Lu.

When Ye Anya approached the art gallery, the sound of the piano was already pouring out from inside.

The sound of the zither is surging and puffing, with an extremely fast rhythm, like singing, whining, and mysterious cheers!It's like dancing into space, after the extreme excitement, it's lowered into a weak whimper, and sinks into a bottomless undercurrent.

It caused goosebumps all over the body!

this song...

It was these days that almost broke her "Western Fantasy"!

Passing by Yun University students all stopped under the shade of the trees passing by the Art Museum, looked up at the window where the sound of the piano was floating, their eyes were intoxicated, as if their soul had been taken away by someone.

This is the frightening part of this piece of music. It is ups and downs, just like life's twists and turns, which resonates with people.

Some people recalled the sad past with tears in their eyes, some stood up from setbacks and regained their fighting spirit...

Ye Anya was stunned.

What is more terrifying than this piece of music is the person who is playing it right now!

who is it?

Who else signed up for "Western Fantasy" besides her?

How could she have never heard of Yunda who has such a high level of piano attainment?

Attracted by the sound of the piano, she walked quickly into the art gallery, and then ran upstairs.

Following the sound of the piano, we found room 209.

The door to the piano room was ajar.

She looked slowly through the crack of the door.

Just a glance.

The eyes suddenly widened!His face was pale!

The original curiosity was replaced by great shock.

This……

How can it be?

At this time, the last melodious music ended.

She also saw the girl inside with a calm face, her elegant neck and slightly raised lips, showing a graceful posture.

The nimble fingertips gently caress each key of the piano, like a symbolic movement, heralding the end of the performance.

Ye Anya took a deep breath and hurried away.

She was drenched in sweat, as if she had seen some terrible ghost.

Ye Nanqing played that piece almost perfectly, both in terms of rhythm and emotion.

Not losing at all... Ye Fei's amazing performance in the Huaguo 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:

"Ye Anya, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired from playing the piano, your face is so pale."

"I'm fine." Out of the corner of Ye Anya's eyes, she saw Ye Nanqing push open the door of the piano room and go down the stairs from the other side.

"An Ya, just now I heard someone here playing "Western Fantasy". It sounds incredible. I remember you reported this song, right? So were you practicing just now?" Zhang Hui couldn't hide the excitement on her face. .

Ye Anya pursed her lips and said nothing, because her mind was blank now.

"There are a lot of alumni gathered downstairs, and they all want to know who played the song just now. I don't think there is anyone else practicing this song besides you..."

"Hmm." Ye Anya blurted out unconsciously, "Just now, I was playing."

Zhang Hui screamed in surprise.

"Oh my god! Ye Anya, are you at this high level now? You are really talented!"

Another classmate came up to him, full of admiration, "Student, can you add a WeChat account? I just listened to your song, it's really good!"

"No WeChat." Ye Anya waved her hand and left restlessly.

The man whispered from behind:

"Are all artistic geniuses so cold?"

"..."

The next day.

The last day before the game.

After the evening class ended, Ye Nanqing entered the piano room as usual.

She heard from Lu Ran that Gu Sihan invested a sum of money to watch the competition as a sponsor, so she decided to practice again before the competition.

What she presented to him, she hoped to be the most perfect, with no flaws at all.

She wanted to play this song the most beautifully, and dedicated it to him.

For some reason, from the moment I entered the art gallery, there seemed to be a shadow following behind me.

But when I looked back, I couldn't see anyone.

There were almost no people in the school at this point. She practiced until very late, repeating it again and again, but she always felt dissatisfied with things she was very good at, for fear that he would find it unpleasant.

A message from Gu Sihan popped up on the phone:

【I asked Tang Zhuo to pick you up, and he said you haven't left school yet. 】

She paused and replied:

【almost. 】

In the end, I picked a few key fast-paced passages and practiced it again, so I could barely feel at ease.

When he got up and was about to leave, he couldn't push the door open no matter what.

Between the gaps, there was a long and thin iron chain.

The chain connected the door handle to a hook on the wall, preventing the door from being opened from the inside.

She reached out and tried to get the other end of the chain off the hook.

At this moment, a force outside the door pulled the door heavily.

Her pupils shook!

The outstretched hand goes towards recycling.

But it was too late.

The index finger and middle finger that hadn't had time to retract were firmly clamped by the door.

She let out a soft cry of pain, and faintly heard the sound of bones breaking.

After withdrawing his hand, his two fingers were tightly curled up due to pain, unable to move, and the purple bruises on his fingers were dazzling.

She was sweating coldly in her hair, gasping for breath a few times, almost numb from the pain.

Ye Anya's sinister laughter came from outside the door.

This time, she didn't even intend to hide it, she stared at Ye Nanqing through the crack of the door, her eyes were red.

"Tomorrow, you take the initiative to retire."

"..."