[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

Unlike the Stark family, which advocates a sense of science and is always at the forefront of technology, the Green family is more like a group of conservatives preserved from the Victorian era.

They don't like the modernist architectural style, the overly free plan and facade design, the unconventional and upside-down reconstruction of deconstructionism, and the large glass curtain wall and flowing light and shadow.

They are fans of classicism and romantics living in the classical revival era.

So when Tony entered the Green's house, he was overwhelmed by the magnificent dome in the hall.

"Wow..." he exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to live in such a palace-like place. The last time I saw such a dome was in the Capitol Building in Washington, DC."

"Actually, this house is not too different in age from the Capitol." Emanuel said casually, throwing the crumpled suit on the hanger due to the car accident, "And it's not like the Capitol or the White House, It was never destroyed."

"I always feel that what you said set a great flag."

Emanuel chuckled: "The fireproof performance of this house is beyond the level of that time, and it has been repaired several times later, so it will not catch fire."

"I always thought that only the old-fashioned British would be willing to live in this kind of house." Tony shrugged, "Are your family's ancestors British?"

"Yes..." Emmanuel nodded, "But I immigrated to the United States during World War I... No, did you imply that I am old-fashioned?"

While the two were talking, Butler Smith came down from upstairs. He saw Tony standing in the hall looking around and studying the murals at a glance. He was a little surprised: "Master, you are back, do you have any guests?"

"Yeah, good evening, Miles." Emanuel said.

Butler Smith felt very touched immediately: Oh my God, it's been a long time since the young master brought outsiders to the house!It's a pity it's not a girl, but at least it's a good start!

"I'll make you a cup of tea." Butler Smith said quickly.

"Thank you..." Emanuel said, and after he finished speaking, he looked at Tony who was studying the Ionic column, "Old old, huh?"

"Actually, I think I can understand why they would be willing to be old-fashioned."

Tony said in a tone that sounded particularly serious, "This retro style is really stylish... Is that a piano?"

Emanuel looked at the position Tony was pointing at, which was a grand piano in the center of the hall: "Yeah, it's obvious."

This piano is an antique piano, engraved with rather retro and complicated reliefs, in a very classic and romantic Baroque style.

"It looks much bigger than the one at my house." Tony walked to the piano and touched the piano cover.

"Because this is an imperial piano customized in Bösendorfer. An ordinary piano has 88 keys, but this piano has 97 keys."

Emanuel explained casually, "This Austrian piano brand is famous for this, and they will deliberately make the piano bigger to highlight the expressiveness of its bass range."

The cognition of the piano is limited to Tony playing a little star with his index finger: "??"

Even though I don't understand what you're talking about, I still think it's amazing!

"Do you like the piano too?" Emanuel asked.

Tony: "..."

Can he say that the piano he bought is purely for decoration?

But Tony didn't intend to admit this in front of Emmanuel.

So he said: "Yeah, I really like it. But I'm usually busy with work, so I haven't played much."

Emmanuel raised his eyebrows, busy with work?If you are busy at work, you still have time to pick up girls and sleep on the cover of magazines?So Emanuel asked, "Which family is it?"

Tony: "..."

This time Tony got stuck. What was the brand of the piano that Little Pepper told him when he moved last time?

God, back then his mind was full of lab equipment that was supposed to be in the basement, and he didn't have time for messy instruments.

"Old Jia! Old Jia!" Tony quickly turned his face away, pretended to cough, and asked for help from his artificial intelligence butler from an angle that Emanuel could not see.

"Stanway, sir," replied the butler from his bluetooth headset.

"Oh yes, mine is a Steinway," Tony said.

"Wow, it's really good." Emmanuel was a little surprised and praised, "I like Steinway's tone."

"Yeah, I like it too, it sounds very comfortable." Tony, who couldn't tell the difference at all, echoed solemnly, "Are you good at the piano?"

"Well...it's okay." Emanuel said, "I will practice my hands before going to college, but now I am too busy with work and don't have time."

He is really busy with work and has no time. He is not at all the same as a playboy who says he is busy with work but actually has leisure every day to make a date!

Tony walked to the piano and opened the cover, and played a few notes casually, while Emmanuel frowned: "Oh... I almost forgot if you didn't play, this piano hasn't been tuned for half a year .”

"Can you hear it going out of tune?" Tony asked, picking out a score from the score on the piano to read.

"Hmm..." Emanuel nodded, "I was almost sent to the conservatory just because I had an absolute pitch since I was a child." "Oh, this score looks really messy." Tony looked at his hand with disgust Piano score in . "

Emmanuel: "Those are hypertech etudes."

"Etude?" Tony immediately equated it with the mentally handicapped exercises he did in his student days, and curled his lips: "It's so boring."

Emanuel couldn't help but glanced at Tony, a bit dumbfounded, this guy didn't know how to play the piano at first sight, it would be a waste for him to move a Steinway into his home.

"Huh?" Tony discovered the New World again. He actually found two pages of piano scores that had been torn into pieces in the middle of a pile of scores. What?"

Emmanuel walked up to him and took the two pages of piano score from him: "This is "Wild-o'-the-wisp."

"Why was it torn like this?" Tony asked curiously.

"Because it's broken... this song is too difficult." Emmanuel almost blurted out "broken stuff", "At that time, I practiced the piano until my mentality collapsed, and I tore up these two pages in anger. After I calmed down, I wrote another Put it back together little by little and stick it together. I haven’t replaced it with a new one since then, just to remind myself not to be irritable.”

"It's no wonder you get irritable if you practice such boring songs all the time. Have you ever thought about playing some rock and roll?" Tony suddenly thought, "Heavy metal, death metal, punk or something."

Emanuel: "I think what you're saying is boring and grumpy."

Tony: "Nonsense, this is music that makes people's blood boil! Have you never considered playing this? Maybe you can consider my opinion."

Emmanuel shrugged: "Not before, not in the future."

"Don't you really want to try?"

"No..." Emmanuel said indifferently.

Tony sighed: "Oh, there is really something wrong with your aesthetics."

Emmanuel, whose design works have won many international awards and whose aesthetics are absolutely top-notch: "It doesn't matter, my problem is aesthetics, and your problem is brain."

Tony, who is a super genius, scientist, inventor, engineer, and brain is definitely the best in the world: "..."

He has never been humiliated with IQ!

Tony almost turned on the mouthpiece mode and started fighting directly, but he had to bow his head under the eaves. If he couldn't hold back and started fighting with Emmanuel now, it would be less troublesome to be thrown out and more troublesome to be hated by others. Temporarily calm, take a step back... Take a step back, the more you think about it, the more you lose!

Being scolded for being brainless now, wouldn't it mean that the husband will be depressed in the future!

Tony glanced at the torn score, and suddenly had an idea: "Since you think this kind of etude sounds better, why don't you play it for me and let me see it?"

After finishing speaking, he gave himself a thumbs up, which is really a clever plan to kill two birds with one stone.

If Emanuel agreed, it would remind him of the horror of being dominated by Nanqu.

If he refuses, it means that even he himself doesn't like this kind of music, which is to affirm Tony's point of view in disguise.

Worst of all, I can also enjoy the appearance of Yiman playing the piano.

Ah, what a clever little ghost I am.

Emanuel: "..."

He saw through Tony's intentions at a glance, but it happened to be another conspiracy, and he didn't want to back down at this juncture, so he gritted his teeth secretly, snatched the two pages of will-o'-the-wisps from his hands, and put them on the music stand. superior.

He pulled out the piano bench, sat down, stepped on the pedal, and played two notes casually.

The clear timbre of the Bösendorfer piano is as full of vitality as the spring water flowing in the mountain stream, and the keyboard feels extremely comfortable.

"I can try, but I can't guarantee that I can finish it." Emmanuel said that this difficult piece is not only a test of technique, but also a test of physical strength and muscle memory.

"It's okay..." Tony's eyes were already attracted by his slender fingers, well-defined joints, and white hands that were as delicate and delicate as bone china. Like the piano, it is an incomparable work of art.

He suddenly remembered that many, many years ago, when he had a complete family, his mother would often sit by the piano, playing soft and soothing tunes with a smile on her face, while his father sat on the sofa beside him, Praise mother is the most beautiful pianist in the world.

And he was sitting on the floor studying the computer mainframe that had just been disassembled, making noise, and was disgusted by his father.

Just when Tony was lost in memory, Emanuel took a deep breath and played the first note.

The moment his fingers landed on the keyboard and started playing, there was only an afterimage in front of Tony's eyes.

The ten fingers played extremely quickly between the black and white keys, jumping and running rapidly in different sound ranges, and he couldn't even see which keys he pressed, as nimbly and freely as a dragonfly on water.

The clear and pure sound of the piano flows out from his fingertips and surrounds under the dome. Even the etude, which is not outstanding in melody, becomes an auditory and visual feast under the interpretation of this crazy difficulty and skill. luxurious feast.

As the melody progressed, the difficulty of this piece continued to increase, but Emmanuel's speed still did not slow down in the slightest.

From Tony's point of view, his ten fingers seemed to be jumping across the keyboard at an unimaginable speed. The strength was as if the piano was used as a percussion instrument, and each note was as powerful as being smashed down.

It's hard to imagine how such power is hidden in those slender fingers, not to mention its high-speed movements that are too fast to be captured by human eyes, which interprets the lightness and liveliness of this piece to the limit.

When the melody is fast, his wrist rises and falls like a majestic mountain avalanche, and when the rhythm is slightly relaxed, it is like the first break of a shower.

However, the dark clouds have not yet dissipated, and the bright lightning is ushered in to split the chaos.Even the piano seems to be under the weight, and under the abuse of the ten fingers, it emits a clear and grainy metallic sound.

Tony stared blankly.

Aesthetics are not important anymore, why don’t you go to a conservatory if you can play so well?It's so reckless!

With the last note lightly tapped, a world-difficult etude comes to an end.

A will-o'-the-wisp lasted only 3 minutes, and when Emanuel's fingers left the keyboard, he clearly felt a little tremor in his wrist.

Sure enough, if I haven't gone through high-intensity training for a long time, I can't do it. Although my hands were sore and tired before, it won't be like this now.

And because of muscle soreness, he played a lot of wrong notes. Fortunately, this guy Tony has never heard this piece with an unobvious melody, and he didn't realize that he played it wrong.

He was about to adjust his breathing, but he heard Tony clapping his hands in a "clap clap".

Emanuel turned his head to look at Tony, who maintained a shocked and admiring expression, and said sincerely: "You play so fast."

Emanuel: "..."

Is this someone's aesthetics?How can I have the confidence to say that others can't do it!

Forget it, it wouldn't be Stark without his confidence, Emmanuel thought blankly as he closed the piano cover.