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

Seijuro yawned sleepily, rubbed his head against Kaoru's shoulder, found a more comfortable position and closed his eyes again.

He originally watched a movie with Xunli for a while, but the engulfing tiredness gradually invaded his brain.Maybe the film itself was too boring, and he didn't understand the erotic things in the film, so he simply closed his eyes and fell on her to take a nap.

Xun Li pampered his red hair, turned his gaze back to the laptop screen, and concentrated on watching this short series that he opened casually.

She spent an afternoon reading it alone, with mixed feelings.She seldom watches movies that contain love elements, and she has a somewhat sneering attitude.

This ordinary plot can even be called a cliché, but the actors' acting skills are superb, as if this love drama evolved from history is actually being staged in front of your eyes.Two young people with different backgrounds were forced to marry due to the goodwill policy between Manchukuo and the Japanese government. One is a noble lady from a famous Japanese family, and the other is the younger brother of the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty.Unexpectedly, they really fell in love with each other under the initial marriage for political purposes, and then they had to separate due to the situation of the two countries, and lived a life of ups and downs.

At first, I only liked the BGM, so I watched this short series with the mentality of killing time.But when I saw the hero and heroine cuddled together in the empty square and looking into the distance, tears flowed uncontrollably.

The soul-stirring MainTheme theme is still echoing in the earphones, and the gorgeous and gloomy soundtrack is combined with the plot that comes to mind from time to time, which makes her deeply understand the struggle of the characters in the story when they go through all kinds of tribulations and plots.

About true love, never faded and mottled by the long time.

"Um... Mom?"

Seijuro rubbed his eyes, his cheeks were covered with warm and moist liquid.It was only after focusing on the eyes that I realized that my mother was crying.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly sat upright, hurriedly took out a piece of toilet paper and stuffed it for her.

"It's nothing, I was just touched." Xun Li blushed, it was really embarrassing to burst into tears in front of the child.

Seijuro leaned over curiously, took off her earphones and put them on his head.He listened fascinatedly for a while, as if he had never appreciated such a thick and melancholy melody, which made it easy for people to feel the sense of melancholy in the music.

"Is this classical? New century school? Wait, I heard the intertwining of erhu and violin." He didn't take off his headphones, but clicked the rewind button to listen to the 5-minute soundtrack again.

"It's an episode of this movie..." Xun Li glanced at the CAST watch, "Ah, it's actually the work of the violin magician Hakase Taro."

Seijuro blinked, ignoring her words.He has been completely absorbed by this emotional and colorful music, and the music is telling him a story.

It is so sad that people want to cry, but they unconsciously want to listen to it and keep it in their hearts.

Xunli noticed the slight changes in his face, and wanted to explain the plot of the story to him, but then thought about it, the little boy who has not yet reached puberty has not even had a first love, let alone a sense of the true feelings in the world.

"Xiao Zheng?"

"Mom, can I play this piece!?"

As if waking up from a dream, Seijuro suddenly pulled off the earphones and asked loudly excitedly.

"Eh--?"

"I, I like this piece very much..." He touched his nose, "There must be a way to change it into a violin and piano version, right?"

"It's like this..." Xun Li didn't expect him to make a decision so quickly, "But you have to discuss it with Mr. Sakaki and Jing Wu first."

"Got it," Seijuro jumped off the sofa after making up his mind.Before running out of the film and television hall, he turned his head and smiled at her, "Thank you, Mom!"

It seems that the so-called relaxation is very effective.

Xunli nodded in bewilderment, and found a tune that suits his taste by mistake.

Keigo has no objection to Seijuro's selection, in fact this OST unexpectedly fits his taste.All that is left is to wait for Sakaki Taro to arrange the music overnight, and then they can start rehearsing.

Seijuro asked Kaoru the title of this unknown song, she shook her head, the title was its name.Since it is an uncommon piece of music, we must be more careful in expressing emotions, so that the judges will not be confused.

Fortunately, Sakaki Taro was an efficient tutor recommended by Keigo, and rushed to Akashi's house early the next morning with the newly printed sheet music.The piece that lasted more than five minutes was shortened to three minutes, the overall rhythm was slow, and drums, cello, erhu and other orchestral embellishments were missing, thereby removing many trivial syllables.

"This piece..." Sakaki Taro stared at the score for a while, "The difficulty is just right, and it tests the performer's clear perception and the mood to be conveyed to the audience."

Xunli looked at Seijuro standing in the middle of the piano room, bathed in sunlight.He rolled up his sleeves, and in his hand was a hand-made custom-made H?fner violin with pleasant sound quality.

Tried a few tones first, adjusted the state and started to practice.Due to the profound influence on the melody, you can quickly get started after simply glancing at the score.

Jing Wu lifted the lid of the piano, covered the black and white keyboard with both hands, and tapped the beat in accordance with his rhythm.

The training camp before the final was finally on the right track. Xun Li thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but things didn't go smoothly.After the two people in charge of the violin and the piano have mastered the score, the next most important step is to play together, but they do not cooperate well.

Jingwu is flamboyant and flamboyant, while Seijuro is reserved and low-key. The piano often overshadows the violin.

Rehearsal for the third day——

"Stop." Sakakitaro waved his hand, frowning at the climax part to tell them to stop. "The timbre of the violin in this variation should be bright but gloomy. Your performance is not strong enough."

Seijuro nodded knowingly. To be honest, he practiced frequently this afternoon on business trips, and he managed to pass the prelude. In Sakakitaro's ears, it was just a so-so level.

It's not that he was picky, the piece itself is a violin concerto, but after changing it to a solo, even a little shelter would be exaggerated, and they made a risky decision.

Two hours later...

"That's it for today."

The two boys stopped playing and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Seijuro lowered his head a little discouraged, he himself was not satisfied with today's rehearsal.

Sakakitaro glanced at him thoughtfully, "Maybe your performance is considered outstanding among the same group, but if it's only to this level...you won't be able to take the lead."

"..." He blushed, holding the bow in bewilderment.

"Technically, as long as there is more training, there will be no problem, but emotional expression still needs work."

"Yes, I understand!"

After Sakakitaro left, Keigo glanced at Seijuro from the corner of his eye.

He sighed, the young master, who was not good at comforting others, seemed to be possessed today, and patted his little cousin on the shoulder to signal him to relax.

"Mr. Sakaki's temper is like this. You must know that I was also trained badly by him when I was learning the piano."

Seijuro pursed his lips, nodded with a forced smile, put the violin back into the case and left the piano room lonely.He knows how bad his state is, and he has been somewhat powerless since the preliminary round, and he doesn't know what's wrong.

Xun Li sensitively saw that the preoccupied Seijuro was depressed, even if he used his trump card to prepare his favorite soup tofu (Jing Wu was protesting), it could not relieve the depression.She was lost, sitting on the other side of Seijuro's desk, holding her face in her hands and looking at the flickering little face under the light.

Maybe she should ask.

"Xiao Zheng...?"

Seijuro was staring at the revised piano score attentively, from time to time he used a red pen to mark out the areas he needed to pay attention to, and left neatly written notes beside it.

"Mom?" He was not at all annoyed that his mother interrupted his study.

Xun Li noticed that his face was abnormal, and subconsciously touched his forehead with the back of her hand.Sure enough, his forehead was slightly hot.

"It looks like I have a low-grade fever." She said to herself, to be on the safe side, let's go downstairs and get a thermometer and pills. "Haven't you found out that you are sick? Xiao Zheng, stop studying and go to bed."

No wonder he can't keep up his spirits recently, and he falls asleep while watching movies with Xunli.

Seijuro wanted to resist, but when he lowered his head, he found that the music score was forcibly taken away and confiscated by her.She smiled grimly at him.

"Does Xiaozheng want me to carry you to bed?"

His face changed slightly, and he obediently obeyed her words and climbed onto the big bed.Xun Li immediately smiled like a flower, and covered his neck with the quilt.

Xunli hurried downstairs to look for medicine and a thermometer, and rushed up again in a hurry.She stuffed the thermometer into his mouth, glanced at the reading on it when she took it out, and shook her head helplessly at him.

"38 degrees. Fortunately, the fever is not serious, but you have to suffer."

Seijuro had concealed the fact that he was sick the day before, but perhaps because of Xun Li's confirmation, he felt dizzy and dizzy even more, and felt cold all over under the quilt.

After taking the anti-fever medicine, the sleeping/sleep ingredient in the medicine quickly exerted its effect.

She kissed his increasingly hot forehead affectionately, "Take a good rest, nothing else is as important as your body."

He silently pulled the quilt over his head, as if feeling ashamed and disturbed by his recent performance.

"You said, can I do it in the final?" He asked sullenly.Although I know that the answers I get have always been encouragements such as "no problem" and "Xiaozheng is the best".

Xun Li could see his state, all he needed was the truth that could not tolerate any falsehood.

"Before answering this question... what was your first impression of this piece?"

He opened his eyes and thought for a few seconds, "It's an indescribable feeling. The prelude is slow and depressing, but after listening to it patiently, he was deeply fascinated by the melancholy and sad tune. Maybe it is telling a plot about "family", with a bright and beautiful appearance , but hidden behind it is a sad story with a strong sense of oppression.Mom, am I right? "

Seijuro is extremely perceptive, and his guesses are indeed in line with the original intention of this piece, but not all of them.

"'In the eyes of a thousand readers, there are a thousand Hamlets.'" Xun Li murmured softly, "You just need to integrate your own insights into the performance, and don't think about how others see it."

Seijuro looked at her with a troubled look on his face, half understanding. "In this case, why do I..."

"Because you didn't resonate with the music." Xun Li smiled lowly, "Would you like to hear me tell a story?"

"Well, of course." He just likes the sense of peace of mind when his mother is by his side.

She glanced at the clock and went to bed half an hour late, hoping that Seijuro could resist the sleepiness and listen to her finish the story.

Xunli made a long story short, telling two true stories that happened around her, but she deliberately concealed her name to prevent Seijuro from seeing heresy.

She talked about the ups and downs of a woman who was abandoned by a heartless man raising two daughters alone, and the despair of a young woman who was forced into marriage by her family when she found out that she was just a chess piece. It was the child in her belly that made her survive that hellish life.

Seijuro was stunned when he heard it, his eyes were full of shock, as if he had read so many books but only really came into contact with this society today.

Xunli put on the earphones for him again and played music.

"Listen again, what do you feel?"

He leaned on the earphones and fell into deep thought, closing his eyes and motionless as if he had fallen into a dream.

"Emotions have ups and downs, sometimes clear and sometimes sad. But in the end what I want to express is... the helplessness of reality."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded emphatically as if she had just been relieved of a big burden.

"I realized more emotions, right?" Xun Li shrugged relievedly, "Oh, it's time to sleep. Good night."

Seijuro's red eyes stared at the back of his mother's leaving, and he didn't ask "Is that your story" from the beginning to the end.

He didn't dare to ask more, and subconsciously avoided the taboo deep in his mother's heart.

……

It's half a month to perform "duties", and Xunli and Masashi are still on the other side of the bed, reading one and checking Twitter without interfering with each other, occasionally exchanging a few words on Seijuro's learning results, The humane Masashi was slightly concerned about his physical condition.

Before falling asleep, he squinted at her, his penetrating gaze almost shot her all over.His eyes seemed to say, "You must have done something."

"What?" Xun Li grabbed the quilt and stared at him inexplicably.

"You stay in Xiaozheng's room for an extra half an hour today."

She rolled her eyes, and silently complained nervously in her heart, "You are too nervous, Xiao Zheng!"

"Just wondering if you said something unnecessary."

... Ya's historical materials are like gods, and neither his wife nor his son had the courage to lie in front of him.

"Well, under my enlightenment, he suddenly became enlightened~" She said with a little pride, "Look forward to the final, he will surprise us."

——That is the proud son of heaven they raised together. Seijuro, who is outstanding in all aspects, is of course the creator of miracles.