Countess' lover

The most direct result of having a drink with friends in the middle of the night was that 1900 almost didn't get up the next morning. Fortunately, Fiona's weight in his heart was heavy enough, which made 1900 endure a headache and get up and get dressed neatly.

No matter how happy and open-minded he was last night, when he really saw the crowd leaving in an endless stream, 1900 still couldn't help the sourness and annoyance in his heart.He realized more than once that the passengers on the ship were just passers-by, and maybe he would never see them again.Coming and going, the passengers on the ship are constantly changing, but he is always there.It was as if the waves were spreading layer by layer, unable to be stopped, and the same waves would never hit the hull again.

1900 stood at the highest place and looked for the girl he wanted to see the most. People who were eager to leave were ordinary wasps returning to their nests. Even with the best eyesight, he couldn't tell who was his fiona.He felt regretful, maybe he should have stood guard at the girl's door all night and followed her every step of the way to ensure that she would not leave her sight.But it's too late now.

"You always stand on the outermost layer and watch others, as if the noise of the world is separated from you. Good morning, my dear pianist."

The unexpected sweet voice sounded behind his ear, so touching that he couldn't restrain his surprise and turned around instantly.He stared at the girl's dark eyes and bright red lips, and it took a lot of self-control not to let himself get close to her. "good morning fiona"

The name "fiona" was held in his mouth for a long time, and he spit it out slowly, heavy and light, like mellow fine wine, giving people a sense of intoxication.

Fiona never knew that her own name could be pronounced so beautifully.Suddenly, her heart beat faster, but she didn't take it seriously. "Good morning. Are you going to disembark too?"

"No." 1900's face turned pale, he looked at the land in the distance, the crowd, and shook his head vigorously. "There is a chance, maybe." There is hope in his eyes, but more fear.He had never disembarked, and was not prepared to disembark. Maybe someday, but not now.

"Oh, that's such a pity!" Fiona said regretfully, with a smile in her bright black eyes, and a youthful and pleasant message on her delicate face. "But I will only stay here for a while, and I really hope to meet you when I return to the United States."

As she spoke, she suddenly became anxious when she saw the endless stream of people.Without waiting for 1900's reply, she smiled and said "see you next time" to the man before turning around and leaving.

1900 did not hold back, his expression became extremely pale, because he noticed that Fiona was holding a rose in her hand.It was bright red, like a breath of flame, which instantly burned his heart.

Who gave it to her?he thought in a trance.The figure that kept going away became more and more blurred until it disappeared in the crowd and was never seen again.He suddenly sneered, it's normal for such an excellent girl to be pursued by someone, so what right does he have to care about it?

Standing on the boat, 1900 watched the continuous stream of people go farther and farther until all the passengers had left.The sea breeze messed up his neat brown hair, but it couldn't blow away the solid loneliness.Year after year, day after day, he was always watching different people coming and going on the boat.But he is always here.

He unbuttoned his coat, took out a fiery red rose from his arms and threw it gently towards the ocean.A little fiery red color should be particularly conspicuous in the monotonous blue, but no matter how bright the color is, it cannot resist the disadvantage of distance.When the distance is far away, the rose will only become a point in the vastness, and no trace can be found.

1900 turned around and walked back to the piano room. He thought, if there was a next time, he wouldn't take a step back, and wouldn't wait so passively.

1900 originally thought that this might be the last meeting between him and Fiona, but he didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly, even if it interrupted his peaceful life, he was happy with it.

The reputation of the pianist on board was spread by word of mouth, and people praised him more and more. There was even a saying that "he can play a mixture of more than ten kinds of jazz styles".Some people compared 1900 with outstanding figures, which also attracted the dissatisfaction of the famous jazz originator Jelly Roll Morton.

A grand and exciting competition in the field of piano will also kick off.

Jelly looks like a very proud person, but he does have the capital of pride.He was full of confidence, and he had no doubt that he could teach this ignorant kid a lesson.It was a fair competition, but the process and result of fighting the piano were not so smooth and ideal.

1900 has no intention of fighting with jelly with cigarettes, and the long-term depression of having a crush on his child makes him look thinner.He sat sullenly aside, letting everyone look at him or look at him with disdain, and that couldn't do him any harm.

Of course, even if there is no emotional trouble, the idea of ​​1900 is probably to learn something, something new.It was his nature.Kind of like old Danny: no concept of a game.

jelly started the first competition.He first made a move that everyone didn't understand, and put a burning cigarette on the piano.When it was over, the cigarette was still there, on the edge of the piano, half burnt, but the ash was still hanging there.

This kind of magic and showmanship amazed people, but still failed to arouse the slightest fighting spirit in 1900.

He sat on the piano bench slowly, trying out a few notes on the keys with his fingers.He looked around, there were many people he didn't know, and his friends.He smiled and played a piece called "Come Back Daddy" called "Dumb Stupid". "My child sang it. I heard it from immigrants a few years ago. Since then, he can't help himself. He really likes it. He doesn't know what he likes so much and moves him crazy."

Jelly's second piece is the crave he made.This is a piece of music that is enough to move people to tears, embodying the blood, tears and bitterness of black people.

A good piece of music often makes 1900 more emotional than words or eyes, but it only exists in appreciation.He appreciates this piece of music and at the same time cannot stop his emotional catharsis.For the second time, he also played the crave, not only to appreciate, but also to tell him that playing is not about gorgeousness at all.

This choice obviously angered Jelly. He glared at 1900 and played the finger breaker, which was more difficult than the crave's technique.As the name suggests, thefingerbreaker will twist your fingers. It is a piece of music with extremely high performance skills.Every key is fully struck, playing its own charm.It is also a song composed by jelly, this one is mostly about showing off skills.

Jelly pushed too fast, which shocked the crowd and made Max feel a little panicked.He was very optimistic about his friend, and pressured him to win.He felt that he had to let his friends find some ideas for the game and play the game well, instead of watching the excitement.

He looked around, suddenly patted 1900 on the shoulder, and pointed in the direction of the door.

A woman in a rose-red dress was slowly walking into the doorway, against the light, but her temperament and stature were unforgettable and instantly recognizable.

"Fiona!" 1900 immediately stood up from his seat, he seemed at a loss, but couldn't hide his excitement.He couldn't help but moved forward, and went straight to meet the girl at the door.

"Good morning, my friend," Fiona chuckled, with a little regret and a little tiredness on her charming and youthful face. "I wanted to come earlier to cheer you on, but it seems to be late."

1900 did not agree with the girl's apology, he just felt pleasantly surprised and extremely happy.He controlled his restless heart, trying not to appear too stupid. "No, it's just right, I'll finish it soon." He swallowed the second half of the sentence silently, maybe we can stay alone for a while after it's over?

He felt ashamed of his own thoughts, no matter how he looked at it, the girl treated him as a good friend, but he

The performance of jelly has been completed, and the applause in the hall became one piece.The originator of jazz was provoking 1900 from a distance, but his opponent only set his sights on beautiful women.Well, he admitted, it was indeed a very pretty girl.

"Young people always forget what is most important to them for the sake of the beautiful opposite sex. Hey, boy, I hope you won't let me come for nothing."

This is a kind of provocation, which reveals even more contempt and anger.Apparently he regarded 1900 as the kind of young man who couldn't live up to expectations and couldn't walk when he saw a girl.How can such a person go further on the road of music? Jelly felt ridiculous about his mentality of treating 1900 as the enemy.

1900 may not care about Jelly's contempt for him. After all, the piano belongs to him. In his opinion, as long as he persists, other people's opinions will not affect him.But this time is different, no man would be happy to be despised like this in front of the girl he likes.

His face was flushed, and his plain and clear eyes seemed to be burning with flames. "You forced me to do this." He raised his head slightly, the corners of his mouth no longer had the indifferent smile at the beginning, and they were tightly compressed into a straight line.His fingers were clenched into fists, the phalanges were strong and white.

The girl frowned slightly about his situation. She seemed reluctant to see 1900 like this, at least in her eyes, this person should not be like this.She stretched out her hand and put it on the back of 1900's hand, her voice was as soft as the sea breeze blowing a wind chime.

"Relax, your fingers are beautiful, it doesn't look good if you pinch them like this all the time." Her words were like a spring of water, easily extinguishing the man's anger.

1900 turned his head, his eyes showed tension, "I won't pinch it anymore" because you think it looks good, and I hope to be liked by you all the time.He silently added in his heart.

Fiona smiled, as bright as the sunshine in June. "Go ahead, come on, I believe you can play well."

In a word, the stars in 1900's eyes were lit up.He nodded heavily, and when facing Fiona, he acted shyly like a cat, but when he turned his head, he turned into a fighting lion.

He raised his head, his chin slightly retracted, and his tall and thin figure was gathered in a black tuxedo. Sitting in front of the piano, 1900 glanced at the girl at the door from a distance, her gaze was gentle and fierce.When his eyes returned to the piano, the violently colliding tunes followed.

This time, 1900 chose the episode from the opera The Story of King Sadan by the Russian composer Korsakov - Flight of the Bumblebee.This piece is often played on the violin, and even on the piano, it is played with four hands.

Amazing skills!Perhaps only such words can express the performance of 1900, the movements of fingers, the strength of wrists, and even the coordination of elbows.With one hand, he completed the difficult four-hand combo.

When the last piano sound fell, the audience still couldn't shake off the shock. 1900 stood up, picked up the cigarette he had prepared earlier, and put it on the strings.The overloaded strings vibrated visibly with the naked eye, and within two seconds of putting the cigarette on, it actually smoked and ignited.

If jelly was a kind of show off before, then 1900 slapped him hard in the face this time, so why is such a skill not worth showing off?He slightly moved the corner of his mouth, and when he turned his eyes to the girl at the door, he seemed to be asking for praise and admiration.It's like a male peacock stretches its beautiful tail feathers to attract the female's attention. It is proud of its own ability and eager to win the female's love.

From a distance, as if understanding the meaning in the man's eyes, Fiona suddenly curled the corners of her mouth, smiling brightly.