Pipa line

The crisp and melodious timbre and overtone playing in the high register of the piano form a short and powerful sound, just like the ticking of a clock.After a few bars, the melody of the piano slowed down a little bit, and gradually stretched out the tense and elastic treble.The two different rhythms are just like the passage of time, one moment is as short as a moment, and the other is as long as a century, thus forming a sharp and strong contrast.

"The Clock" by Hungarian composer Liszt.

The uncle, the boss of the South Musical Instrument Store, stood quietly by the counter and looked at him. He waited until Tsuchiura's performance came to an end before asking hesitantly, "Liang, the piece you played just now..."

"Ah, it's the repertoire to be played at the last selection competition." Tsuchiura Ryotaro put down the sleeves of his high sleeves, with a clear smile on his handsome face, "Because it's the last competition, so... This is my finale."

There was no longer the seriousness in the smile.

Seeing this, the uncle boss couldn't help but sighed with emotion, "Liang... you finally came out."

"Yes," Tsuchiura replied, "Where you fell, you have to stand up again. What does it look like if you are stuck there?"

"Hey, it's good that you understand." The boss uncle patted his shoulder vigorously.

"Excuse me." Following a few knocks on the door, the figures of Hino and Weiming appeared at the door of the musical instrument store: "Uncle, good day——eh? Tsuchiura? Are you practicing here today?"

"Ah, yes." Tsuchiura nodded to Hino, "What about you?"

"I'm here to buy a tuner, because I'm not very good at picking, so I asked Weiming to come with me." Hino said, Weiming also bowed slightly to them at this time: "Good day, uncle. Good day, Tsuchiura-senpai."

"Good day." Nodding to Weiming, the boss uncle pointed to a certain direction in the store: "The tuner is over there."

"Hai, thank you."

"Hey, let me tell you," Tsuchiura raised one eyebrow jokingly, "Isn't it too late for you to buy a tuner now?"

"That's better than not buying at all." Hino replied, pulling Weiming to walk towards the direction the uncle pointed.

But Tsuchiura stretched out his arms to block her: "Well, today... I'll tune you... how about it?"

"Eh? Is it okay?" Hino said pleasantly, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Weiming consciously stood aside.

"excuse me--"

The musical instrument shop, which is usually very clean, is unexpectedly popular today. Just when Hino and Tsuchiura had just adjusted the pitch of the second string, the small door of the shop was pushed open again, and two people came in. acquaintance.Seeing them, Hino put down his violin and said in surprise, "Senior Hihara? Tsukimori? Why are you here?"

"Xiang Suizi? Koyanagi? Tsuchiura?" Huoyuan was also obviously taken aback: "I just want to ask - why are you here?"

"Tuchiura seems to be practicing the piano here today, and Weiming and I are here to buy a tuner." Hino replied, "What about you, seniors?"

"I came here by walking along the road, and then I saw this store. Speaking of which, I didn't recognize it at first! I bought my first trumpet here!" Huoyuan replied happily: As for Yuesen, we just ran into each other at the door of the musical instrument store—I didn't expect to see you three again when I came in. What a coincidence! "

The uncle from the musical instrument shop started to frown and stare at Yue Sen from the moment he entered, until he saw that everyone's attention was focused on the two of them, he clapped his hands suddenly: "I finally remembered It's you! It's you! "

"..." Yuesen looked at him blankly.

"That video, Liang! Video!" Seeing that Tsuchiura Ryotaro was still unresponsive, the boss didn't even bother to greet the customers, and plunged into the warehouse of the musical instrument store.After a while, he came out with a roll of video tape, and a thin layer of dust was rubbed on the cloth apron: "Look at this!"

Putting the video tape into the projector, the boss picked up the remote control and pressed it twice, and the image was displayed on the screen soon.

"Ah! It's Satsuki Mori-kun!" Hino shouted in surprise, pointing at the screen.

Wei Ming took a closer look, sure enough, the little boy playing the piano on the screen was not Yuesenlian, who else could it be?The temperament of a child who is only about ten years old is not as cold and hard as it is now, and there is even a little baby fat on his immature face, coupled with the appearance of concentrating on playing the violin, Weiming can't help but tighten his eyes Lips, so cute!

"Why, why is there such a thing?" Yuesen stood far away from the screen, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

"I just said that I seem to have seen you somewhere." The boss smiled and pushed his glasses: "It turned out to be here. I remember that you seemed to be the champion of the youth group, right?"

"Hey, that's amazing! So Tsukimori-kun was already so good at playing the violin when he was so young?"

"Okay, that's enough." Yuesen walked over with his neck straightened, reaching out his hand as if trying to get the remote control on the table: "Please don't play it anymore. This level of performance is not worth watching at all."

Huoyuan snatched the remote control one step ahead of him: "Eh—? Don't do this, Yuesen, it's such a rare opportunity, just let us take a good look at it."

Weiming also raised her head and looked at him with dark eyes.

"..."

Yue Sen helplessly grabs the bangs on his forehead.

At the same time and the same place, Tsuchiura Ryotaro was lost in thought while watching the little blue-haired boy who was playing in the video.

Yes, this is how it happened.

When I was young, I was famous for playing the piano, so many people contacted me, hoping to let me participate in music competitions, but they were all rejected by him who was still young and frivolous at the time.Just because he felt that the level of those participating in the competition was too low, he didn't bother to participate.Even though the participants were middle and high school students who were several years older than him, and even though he was just a small and inconspicuous fifth-grade student at the time, Ryotaro Tsuchiura still thought so—there was no competition in those competitions. Qualifications make him serious.

The uncle, the owner of the musical instrument store, also persuaded himself many times, but almost all ended in failure—yes, almost, except for the last time.

The last time, the uncle didn't say much, he just played a video tape for himself.Moreover, it is the volume in front of me.

"This is the videotape of last year's juvenile group music competition. Liang, you haven't seen it yet, have you?" The uncle boss said to him while pressing the remote control: "There is a contestant who is the same age as you, and he played really well. Wonderful."

At the beginning, I just lay down on the table casually, intending to barely listen to what I had to do with the uncle.But not long after the video tape started showing, I involuntarily straightened my waist and stared at the screen with wide-eyed eyes.

The melody is like an unrestrained flood rushing wantonly, and like a roaring hurricane sweeping everything, the elastic tone seems to have the magic power to capture people's hearts, making people addicted unconsciously.

...pull...awesome.

"Uncle," his eyes were still fixed on the screen and refused to move, "Who is this guy...?"

"He, he seems to be the champion of the juvenile group of the music competition last year." The uncle smiled and patted his head: "How is it? Now you know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky, right?"

"I want to participate."

"……what?"

"I said, I want to participate in this year's music competition." He was still very short at the time and raised the corners of his mouth confidently: "I want to compete with this guy."

...It's just that I didn't expect that the player was actually Yuesen.

Tsuchiura raised his head and quietly glanced at Tsukimori's back, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This video tape is not long, only a short 5 minutes, and it will be played soon.Huoyuan waved his arms and said excitedly: "Uncle, you are really amazing! This is a super-super limited edition!"

Seeing the expressions on the faces of several people, the boss smiled and took out another videotape from behind: "Actually, I still have Liang's videotape here, do you want to watch it?"

"want!"

"Of course!"

"What?!" Now it was Tupu Liang Talang's turn to stare anxiously. He rushed over a few steps and reached out to grab the video tape from the uncle boss, but Huo Yuan stopped him from behind: "Didn't I say that you should delete all of them?" Did it fall?"

"How is that possible?" The boss uncle shook his index finger, with an expression of "you are too naive a young man": "These are all my treasures!"

"Then, please let me appreciate it." Tsukimori raised one eyebrow playfully and looked at Tsuchiura.

"Uncle, Uncle! I've already restrained him! Hurry up!" Huoyuan yelled.

"Okay, right away." The boss uncle bent down and replaced the new videotape: "Ah! It's done."

Naturally, the boss uncle would not show the video of the music competition that would arouse Tsuchiura Ryotaro's painful memories. What he showed a few people was the video that Hino Kahoko had watched a long time ago.

[Really, didn't I tell you not to shoot? 】

The first thing that appeared on the screen was a slender hand with five fingers, accompanied by the slightly immature voice of Tsuchiura when he was a child [Is there anything good to shoot? 】

[What's the matter, just let me take the picture, it won't bother you anyway. ] This is the voice of the boss uncle.

"Oh, Liang was really shy when he was a child." The boss uncle said with emotion, and then got a fierce stare from Tupu who was ashamed and indignant.

【...I really can't do anything with you, just take this one shot. ]Seeing that the resistance was fruitless, the hand covering the camera moved away, revealing a young Tsuchiura eager to try.

"Eh——? This is Tsuchiura?" Huohara looked back and forth between the screen and Tsuchiura in disbelief: "It's so small..."

"Yeah, he was really short at the time, and no one thought he could grow so tall now." The boss uncle also nodded in agreement.

Tsuchiura had already covered his face in despair.

The little Tsuchiura on the screen walked to the piano bench and sat down, stretched his fingers, and began to play the piano.

The crisp and cheerful piano sound flows out, and the playful and lovely melody makes people smile knowingly.At that time, Tsuchiura's hands were not big enough to span an octave, but he didn't feel stagnant or strenuous in this piece. On the contrary, he performed with ease.

"It's Chopin's "Puppy Waltz"." Yuesen folded his arms around his chest and listened for a while: "It's played well."

"It's pretty good, okay?" Hino stared at Tsuchiura with wide eyes: "Although I've seen it once, but are you really a primary school student..."

"Of course not." Seeing that the video tape was about to end, Tsuchiura no longer felt nervous.He even had the mood to tease Hino: "I've been in high school for almost two years."

"Ah - cunning!" Hino glared at him: "You know that's not what I mean!"

"Well." Tsuchiura Ryotaro spread his hands rascally.

After leaving the South Musical Instrument Store, several people walked towards the bus station together.Tsukimori and Tsuchiura fell behind, Weiming naturally stopped and stood waiting for him.When the two of them walked to her side, Weiming heard Yuesen say concisely: "Then, I'm looking forward to it."

what to expectWeiming tilted her head.

As if it was normal for Weiming to wait for him, Yuesen naturally turned his head and said "Let's go" to her. Ryotaro Tsuchiura had a strange expression on one side.

Hey, I said...

...You two, why do you feel so much like an old married couple?

The author has something to say: the last sentence is so clear! !have!Wood!have! =W=~~~

Li Yundi's version of "The Clock"

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