[Net King + Black Basket] Seijuro, your mother calls you to go home for dinner!

Summer vacation is coming, Seijuro can be said to be the myth that he is the first in his grade with a two-point gap, followed by the second grader Hijiri recently turned into a black-faced goalkeeper, and the burst of resentment made no one within three meters Dare to approach.

Seijuro laughed it off, he was understanding and didn't mention that he had started to read the elementary school textbooks.

Even though the long-lost vacation has arrived, the young master of the Akashi family has become more and more busy.In addition to daily lessons and contacts, he was recommended by the school to participate in the mathematics competition, and had to participate in the National Youth Violin Competition at the beginning of the summer vacation.

The agreement Masashi gave him was assuming that he won No.1 in the same age group in this competition, he would be rewarded with free time later, and he could also cancel future piano practice.Seijuro himself has no interest in musical instruments, so he is very satisfied with the conditions offered by his father.As for the extra time that can be allocated freely, he believed that Xun Li would be willing to teach him how to play basketball.

In addition, Xun Li also brought exciting news——

"Xiaozheng, after the math competition and the violin competition are over, let's go to the beach to play?" She held up the travel magazine in her hand, with the sea of ​​Okinawa as the title page, the combination of the endless sea, sky, sun and sand is fascinating.

The promise made four years ago can finally be fulfilled, and Seijuro feels motivated.

Since half a year ago, he has greatly increased his practice time, and at the end of July he finally officially boarded his own stage.Although the violin is only something that has to be picked up under the influence of Masashi, after getting used to it, I am not afraid of the boring elementary repertoire and exercises that are repeated for 10 minutes every day.Although he himself felt that there was nothing to prepare, and it would be no problem to play a well-known famous song at will, but the pressure exerted by Masashi made him face up to the competition.

For this reason, Xun Li also bothered to lure Jing Wulian to Akashi's house as a piano accompaniment for Seijuro.Although the young master who talked about "magnificence" loved Richard Wagner, the representative of the middle period of Romanticism, he reluctantly agreed because his cousin played the violin well.

Fortunately, it is the biggest event held in China. On the day of the preliminaries, the Sanduoli Concert Hall was full of seats, most of which were relatives and friends of the contestants and professors and experts who came to tap potential stocks.

The eight-year-old Seijuro was placed in the third to fourth grade group of the elementary school. Given the low level of the children's group, the judging standards were naturally relaxed. The contestants prepared a self-selected song of no more than 4 minutes.

In the auditorium, Xunli stared anxiously at the little red-haired boy in a khaki checkered suit on the stage, clasped his hands on his lap, and bit his lower lip tightly.

Masashi, who rarely took time out of his busy schedule to watch the preliminary round (Akashi is one of the investors in this competition), could easily see her worry, and he couldn't help smiling, "You look more nervous than him."

"Of course! He practiced so hard before, I'm worried..."

"Then don't worry." He relaxed on the back of the chair, knowing his son's ability, and therefore full of confidence in him.

Xun Li closed his mouth, held his breath and focused all his attention on the figure on the stage, the whole place was dim, only two beams of spotlights were shining on Seijuro and Keigo who was in charge of the accompaniment.

Seijuro took a deep breath, lifted the bow, and the rapid and enthusiastic melody flowing from the strings instantly caught people's ears.He chose the first movement of the adapted version of Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in E minor, "Allegro Passionate".The vast majority of children will choose the adapted Mozart's Stars, Schubert's Ave Maria, etc., usually a simple version of more than two minutes, but Seijuro distanced himself from them directly from the selection. Before and after, all the elementary school players were compared.

The judges sitting in the front row leaned over one after another, whispering and exchanging comments.Seijuro's performance is not unprecedented, and the subtle flaws in the performance are not completely absent, but the emotional fluctuations and colorful timbres in the music are indeed not what children of this age can do.Although experience and skills need to be accumulated over time, he is definitely the most outstanding player in the same group.

What's even more surprising is his acting ability. He didn't feel the slightest sense of tension from the time he came on stage to when he left the stage, and he completely and accurately displayed what he wanted to express.The light notes flow naturally from the fingers, enthusiastically and cheerfully pushing people's emotions to a climax/climax.

After Seijuro, there was another fourth-grade player who was almost comparable to him. Xunli was impressed by his song "Meditation" by Massenet, and lamented that this child had a talent for music.She paid a little attention to the other party's name, Feng Changtaro.

After appreciating all the contestants' performances, the final result will be announced within 10 minutes.Seijuro's name was impressively written at the top of the promotion list. He stood out from the children's group and successfully won a ticket to the finals a week later.

"Brave! Congratulations!"

Xun Li couldn't wait to run to the backstage, hugged Seijuro's neck excitedly, and congratulated him with beaming brows.

"Let's save this sentence for after the final." Masashi stood aside and said sarcastic remarks.

"Hey--"

"Thank you, I will definitely work hard." The protagonist touched his head shyly, "This performance is not perfect, but there is still a small mistake."

"Big man~ As a layman, I can't hear it at all."

Jing Wu helped his forehead helplessly, "Don't be too happy, the repertoire for the final hasn't been decided yet!"

Masashi expressed respect for Seijuro's wishes and welcomes him to choose the final repertoire by himself.Seijuro and Keigo discussed this for a long time, and several previous proposals were rejected one by one.Whether it's Stern Vivaldi's lively allegro "Spring" or the popular "Canon", Seijuro can't find the feeling in his hand.

In the following week, in order to fully devote himself to the preparations for the finals, Jing Wu had the intention of "going all out", called Akashi's house and happily (big mistake) decided to stay at Akashi's house with four oversized suitcases , all inclusive of food, drink, accommodation and transportation.

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At five o'clock in the morning before full light, Jingwu knocked on the door of Akashi's house.

Shi Chuan stood at the door and respectfully greeted the young master Atobe, Xun Li stared at Keigo who walked into the piano practice room quickly while complaining that "my mansion is still gorgeous", and suddenly felt like packing him and Seijuro The impulse to throw them all at Atobe's house.

"My uncle is a little thirsty. I want Dahongpao... No? How about Earl Gray tea?"

"The bed in my bedroom should be scented with roses."

The veins on Xunli's forehead were throbbing violently, and this little nephew was a little too blunt.And the cold-faced Zhichuan, who is the young master chef, accepted the request of the domineering Jingwu humbly with a good temper, and took out the necessary artifact for the housekeeper-a small book, and wrote it down one by one.

"Yeah, um, um... I've written it all down, and it will definitely be finished this afternoon. Do you need me to pack Master Jingwu's luggage?"

"Please." After saying that, Jingwu instantly changed his attitude and shouted rudely to Xunli, "Time is imminent. Where is that boy Sejuro? Call him down quickly."

"Thanks to the uncle, Xiao Zheng got up early and waited for you in the piano room." She sighed distressedly.

"Hmph... count him working hard."

She snorted softly, and watched Jing Wu step up and walk into the piano room, and she did not forget to close the door when she entered, with a domineering aura of "No entry for idlers".

Children are full of energy. Could it be that the summer vacation can't be used to catch up on sleep, but they have to get up earlier than usual.As Seijuro's loyal and strong backing (cheerleaders), she has to work harder!

The training on the first day definitely took more than eight hours in total, and the steps of the young masters, one big and one young, were all floating after they came out.It’s not a problem to say that you can study continuously for eight hours, but if you have to endure eight hours of uninterrupted discussions on adaptations and rehearsals, this is completely beyond the child’s load.

Compared to Jing Wu, he would not rather listen to his favorite Latin music to fall asleep tonight.

Only the instructor who was specially invited was able to hold on. This man named Sakaki Taro was a music teacher at Hyotei Junior High School, and he was also a well-known music connoisseur.Xunli felt embarrassed to take up most of his time and wanted to keep the other party, but he politely refused on the grounds of "inconvenience".

"Look, about the music selection..." Xun Li rubbed his palms with a smile on his face.From the look on the other side's face, it could be seen that things were not going well.

"It's not easy, we haven't discussed the final result yet." Although Sakakitaro can force a song to Seijuro, music is something that is "heart" and there is no room for falsehood.He has also pledged to respect the wishes of the children.

She nodded understandingly, "Yes, you are so right!"

For example, Seijuro played "Songs My Mother Taught Me" for her one afternoon. It didn't contain too many brilliance and esoteric metaphors, but a simple piece of music is still unforgettable for her.

Sakaki Taro glanced at Seijuro, he was sitting on the coffee table drinking water and resting, a day of intense training was fruitless, he became a little powerless.

"In addition, Seijuro's state is not right. What he needs most now is not the final repertoire, but a good adjustment."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he hasn't had much rest since the preliminary round." Xunli, a mother, subconsciously apologized to the instructor.

"It's nothing, let's stop the training, this kind of thing can't be forced."

After sending Sakakitaro away, Xunli went back to the living room to chat with the two children, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Jingwu had left first and went upstairs to fix his own affairs.Seijuro sat alone in the corner of the sofa, looking at the world famous score that Sakaki Taro brought this morning.

The gloomy little face seemed to be shrouded in thick dark clouds, his brows were tightened, and his frowning expression was like a melancholy little adult.

After Xun Li made a detour to the sofa, he messed up his neat red hair with both hands, like a kitten with a blown hair.

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing..." He sighed, knowing that he couldn't hide his ups and downs in front of his mother. "I feel like I can't concentrate."

"Have you tried changing the style of music?"

"There are all kinds of things, but..." He hesitated to speak, and hesitated for a while. "I can't find the feeling."

To get to the bottom of the problem, it's not that he can't find the feeling, but that he can't find the music that really moves him and hits the most vulnerable part of his heart.

If a piece of music had been specified earlier, things might have been much simpler. An unreasonable child's understanding of music cannot catch up with adults after all.

But she firmly believes that even the eight-year-old Seijuro has a completely independent inner world.Emotional people are musically inspired to become more human.This experience, then, was a trial for him.Masashi had put Seijuro's name on the entry form despite Xunli's obstruction, and Gu Ran had his reasons.

Xun Li pinched his little nose and joked, "Why are you so sentimental at such a young age~"

Seijuro felt his nose itchy, and sneezed comically, tears streaming into his eyes.

Xunli couldn't bear to see him stuck in the bottleneck period, so he simply gave up the little vacation for him behind Masashi's back, calling it Seijuro's search for materials and inspiration from daily life.The mother and son leaned comfortably in the low-utility movie theater, turned on the projector and laptop, and played the movies and series that they had been chasing recently.

She and Jing Wu will have a lot of topics to talk about when it comes to the subject matter. They both prefer European movies full of nostalgia, preferably with a real historical background.Xun Li has recently turned his attention to films about the history of Asian countries.

The mouse paused on "The Last Emperor", hesitated for a few seconds but still didn't have the courage to click.

The introduction of this film said that there are restricted-rated lenses... It's better not to teach children badly, otherwise it will be too late to insert binoculars.

Forget it, let's change to something artistic.

"Xiaozheng...well, are you interested in musical and artistic films?"

Seijuro blinked his eyes. He had seen very few films, so he naturally had no objection.

"Beethoven's unofficial history... Ah, no, copying Beethoven seems to be a film about his legendary life, well, it's a bit boring." Xun Li quickly skimmed through a long list of film titles, ignoring those he didn't feel interested in. "Where's the pianist at sea? Although it's about piano."

"Mom, don't worry about me, just see what you like."

Xunli fumbled through the pages, wondering if he could just order Seijuro to watch the Disney cartoons or Hayao Miyazaki series that children of his age love to watch... Well, you must know that the soundtracks in it are very good.

As the saying goes, children learn musical instruments at home, without parents, they don't have to practice or worry about it.She understood the profound meaning of this sentence.

The author has something to say: I don't know much about musical instruments, and all the violin/music knowledge involved is found from Baidu and Google. Please forgive me for any mistakes.

Cannon fodder Oshima-kun is still there, and will appear later.