attacking the soul

The curtain continued to be opened, and the scattered spotlights converged to form a large circle, enveloping the two facing grand pianos.

Song Qi's figure appeared in everyone's sight again. At that moment, Xue Lang dropped the first note, Song Qi followed closely, and the two pianos played together!

The ensemble of the two seems to form a unique world, fully devoted, and the body twists with the music.

The difficulty of double piano is different from that of four-handed playing. It requires extremely high recognition of sound and cooperation between partners. There is no conductor, you can’t see your partner’s keyboard, and you can perform the same piece of music but not in the same key and different scores. , different rests, accurate to every bar.

Not only must you be proficient in your own score, but you must also be familiar with your partner's score.

What's more, once the speed of anything goes up, the skill and difficulty will increase at the same time, and the piano is no exception.The rotation of the fingertips, the fluency and coherence between each sound all come from the most reasonable arrangement.

The camera of the party was equally exciting. A close-up shot was locked on Song Qi's hand. This part of the piece was played in 64th notes. The fast and smooth playing made people applaud.

This part is the first part of this song, Xue Lang is best at jazz drums, and the two want to reach the standard in their hearts in a short time, so Song Qi took the initiative to play this part, and Xue Lang chose the second part. steel part.

The audience in the audience held their breath at this moment, and the pitch became higher and higher along with the performance, and the whole person followed the music as if their hearts were being held by a big hand.

Song Qi was also very nervous, the faster the speed, the more prone to mistakes, if one step went astray, the front and back would be ruined, at the moment when this rapid climb ended with a chord with a sustain pedal, Song Qi tensed up. His shoulders also relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

The melody that appeared at the beginning of the rondo sounded again, and the rhythm was calmer than the storm just now, and the audience sitting in the audience couldn't help but relax their tense emotions.

This is the charm of music. You don't need to understand it. A good player or singer can lead everyone to resonate.

The moment the ending sound fell, the applause also followed.

The enthusiasm made people laugh, Song Qi and Xue Lang came together and raised their palms, with a 'pop', the performance was successful!

Zou Mingmin and Pang Pang were one in the audience and the other was standing in a hidden position around the stage, but they both clapped their hands desperately. It was so exciting. It directly raised the standard of their dormitory to a higher level. This level, this level, this appearance , hahaha, it is the first choice for friendship in the future.

I have to say that even though these two are not together, their brainwaves are still strangely converging...

The party planner who was standing in the background really regretted it. If he knew that these two people were at this level, he would not force them to limit their time to 7 minutes.

There will be a rehearsal for the freshman party of the college, but it will not be a formal rehearsal. After all, it is not an external performance. In addition to letting the performers go through the scene and know when they will be on stage, the most is to coordinate the lighting and equipment needed for the performance.

But the two people on the stage are so good-looking, how could I have no impression at all, and planned to stand by the wall alone to search for memories, but ended in failure.

Regarding the impression, I really don't blame the planner, Song Qi and Xue Lang didn't come at all, they were practicing hard in the chamber music at that time, after receiving the call, they sent Zou Mingmin to check out the spot, Furthermore, lighting and equipment are needed, and there is a mobile phone to keep in touch at any time...

Song Qi and Xue Lang's high-level performance immediately became the focus of everyone's attention at the party.

Before the party was over, the video had already been uploaded to various app communication experts.

What kind of things can cause topics, technical geeks conquer the world, good looks refresh aesthetics, cuteness and rottenness don't have a lower limit... These three things are all related to Song Qi and Xue Lang.

So, without my knowledge, and without the awareness of a jealous old man, the first pair of CPs among the freshmen of University A was born.

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The party came to an end in the midst of everyone's crazy discussions. Song Qi politely declined the invitation of the performers to have a dinner, and returned to Fu Yi'an's apartment. At this moment, he was staring at the hot pot and the dishes of food on the dining table. .

Fu Yi'an was holding the freshly prepared sauce in his hand, seeing Song Qi's saliva about to flow out, he greeted, "Wash your hands and serve, I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman tonight, Xiao Qi will accompany me this weekend Go to Gym."

Song Qi nodded frequently, this is not easy.

After washing his hands and sitting on the table, there was already some cooked tofu and bean curd in the bowl. After Song Qi took a bite, he sighed contentedly, "It's so refreshing and delicious."

Song Qi's praise was naturally Fu Yi'an's standard of satisfaction, and the smile on his face became more warm, "Then eat more, do you want beef?"

"Well, eat quickly too. They say that I gave up my life to accompany a gentleman, and I can accompany you to the gym all the time from now on." Song Qi blinked his peach eyes and looked at Fu Yi'an, then raised his chin.

This look is really attractive, Fu Yi'an still held the plate of beef in his hand, moved forward, licked off the sauce hanging from Song Qi's mouth, "Say what you say."

Song Qi calmly added duck blood with chopsticks from the pot, put it in the bowl, and replied with the corner of his mouth not to be outdone, "That's natural." Then he stretched out his chopsticks and poked Fu Yi'an who was still holding the plate, "I want to eat meat."

The meaning is obvious, Fu Yi'an picked up the serving chopsticks in a happy mood, put the meat slices into the tumbling soup, and the steaming mist brought a warm feeling.

Song Qi looked at Fu Yi'an's side face, and felt a familiar throbbing feeling in his heart again. Song Qi didn't know how he remembered this word, but saw Fu Yi'an's gentle side face, careful movements, and the corners of his mouth. That smile, the word popped out without thinking.

Compared with Fu Yi'an, he seems to have never put much effort into understanding the other party.For him, there are far more elements of following the feeling than choosing to be together because of understanding.

Perhaps in his subconscious mind, regarding Fu Yi'an's sentence of love on the premise of a lifetime, there is still a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Regarding the matter of falling in love, Song Qi knew that he was somewhat withdrawn. He was afraid of what would happen, even if he gave his all, the two of them would still not be able to go on in the end, and it would only be more painful when they broke up. I have some reservations, will I really feel better at that time?

Thinking of these, Song Qi can't help but smile wryly. At the beginning, he would think about the future, whether he should be too rational or something...

Song Qi is not a careless person, not sensitive but not too dull either.

At the moment of Fu Yi'an's showdown, a surge of joy made him agree without any thought, but he thought a lot afterwards.

He didn't doubt whether the two were suitable or not. The answer to this question was certain from the very beginning. If it wasn't suitable, Song Qi might not even have the slightest emotion.

"Why don't you eat? The bowl is cold." Fu Yi'an turned his head and saw Song Qi staring blankly at the mist from the hot pot, still holding chopsticks in his hand, obviously thinking about something.

Fu Yi'an has long noticed that Song Qi's mind is distracted from time to time. Sometimes Song Qi will stare at the wall, but more often he will look at him. When he notices that the two of them turned their heads and looked at each other, Song Qi will be invisible again. Look away.

Fu Yi'an could more or less guess what Song Qi was thinking, even though he was about to turn 17, he was still a young boy.

He didn't want to miss that great opportunity, even after careful consideration, he still punctured the layer of paper between the two of them out of selfishness.

The result was unexpectedly smooth, and Fu Yi'an was actually very happy about his influence over Song Qi.After all, Song Qi, no matter from Fu Yi'an's childhood memories or from his deliberate contact after returning to C City, the most clear point is that he has a clear distinction between love and hate.

Song Qi wouldn't even touch something he didn't like.

Song Qi was very satisfied if he could compromise on some things because of himself, after all, he had to eat every bite.

"I'm just thinking that I will treat you better in the future, at least as well as you treat me." Song Qi met Fu Yi'an's eyes and said seriously.

Song Qi was really engulfed by what Fu Yi'an did bit by bit, and the gentle profile of the other side just now made him fascinated by it, unable to extricate himself.

No matter how much you think about it, you are just looking for a way out for yourself.Now that I know exactly what I want in my heart, no matter how much I think about it, it will only increase my troubles. Who can say for sure what will happen in the future.

Song Qi's eyes carried a hint of aggression and possession. This person belonged to him, so he had no reason not to hold him firmly in his hands.

Fu Yi'an chuckled because of Song Qi's childish words, but felt that the other party's serious appearance was very cute.The gleam in Song Qi's eyes made his heart tremble. Fu Yi'an wished that Song Qi's desire for monopoly would be stronger, and the more selfish the other party was about his problems, the happier he would be.

Song Qi became a little annoyed because of Fu Yi'an's laughter, and his face turned red. He also knew that the logic of this statement was a little wrong. Feelings are not a money transaction. The word "same" is too difficult to do, he just wants to be able to do better.

Song Qi sat angrily and sulked at himself, Fu Yi'an held a bowl with chopsticks and brought the sliced ​​meat dipped in sauce to Song Qi's mouth, "Ah... Open your mouth."

Song Qi stared at Fu Yi'an, but opened his mouth obediently, and just took the meat slices into his mouth with Fu Yi'an's chopsticks and chewed.

Then he picked up his own bowl, ate the cold bean curd and meat in the bowl, dipped the freshly boiled duck blood from the pot, and did the same thing.

Song Qi stared wide-eyed and threatened the other party, if Fu Yi'an dared to despise himself... Hmph, how could such a thing be possible.

Of course Fu Yi'an would not disappoint Song Qi's wishes, and happily ate it in one bite.

Two people come and go, the atmosphere is great.Following this throbbing, Song Qi became more and more aware of what kind of existence Fu Yi'an was to him, and tender feelings flowed between the two of them for a while.