The whole city is my old attack

"Cousin—look at this photo, my God, he really looks like Brother Xie!"

boom--

Lin Lan broke into Chu Feng's bedroom excitedly, and saw her cousin lying quietly on the bed, wearing the [Dream City] game headgear.

His fingertips moved slightly, as if he was playing the piano.

Lin Lan scratched her head, had no choice but to back out, and sent a WeChat message to her cousin, so that Chu Feng could see it after finishing the game:

[cousin!cousin! !Look at what Auntie found for you, the new blind date!My God, I've never seen anything like it! ]

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[Cousin, really, this time you really must go and meet him! ]

Chu Feng in the game had no time to respond to things in reality, he was concentrating on playing the piano.

It's raining outside the window...

SoLaSiSiSiSiSiLaSiLaSo

[The day I skipped class for you...the room in the classroom...the rainy day that disappeared]

Hearing X on the piano melody outside the door, unknown lyrics popped up intermittently in my mind.

He felt strange. When he was in the Pacific island country of New Caledonia, English songs, French songs, and unknown indigenous songs were played all over the street.In the past two years, he has hardly listened to Chinese songs.

It is even more impossible to memorize the lyrics of any song.

Therefore, such a melody and such a lyrics may come from a memory that he cannot recall.

X immediately turned on the phone, recorded Chu Feng's piano melody, and listened to the song to recognize it:

-"sunny"

The song was released 16 years ago, which is...

When he was 13 years old.

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The heavy rain hit outside the window, April 4, night.

The 13-year-old Chu Feng took out his newly bought MP3 and listened to the latest songs with Xie Shiyu who came to his house to play in the rain.

"I only have a pair of earphones, here you—"

Chu Feng stretched out the left earphone.

With sharp eyes, Xie Shiyu caught a glimpse of three or four headphone cables lying in Chu Feng's open drawer.

He smiled inwardly, and did not expose Chu Feng. When he reached out to take the earphone, he deliberately touched Chu Feng's fingertips pretending not to.

They sat on the piano bench together, and the MP3 was lying on Chu Feng's lap.

Outside the window is a violent storm, and inside the window are two quiet teenagers, with a pair of earphones connected to their left and right ears, listening to the same love song together.

After listening to several songs——

"Which song do you like?" Chu Feng asked.

Xie Shiyu: "Well, "Sunny Day"."

Chu Feng stretched out his hand and tried a few notes on the black and white keys.

Then, Xie Shiyu saw that Chu Feng had no score and no practice, and he played all the melody and rhythm of Sunny Sky blindly.

"Okay... that's amazing, can you just listen to it once and play it straight away?"

Little Chu Feng lowered his head and smiled shyly: "It's okay."

He didn't tell Xie Shiyu that in order to perform the piano in front of him, he would practice a piece of popular love songs on the MP3 without telling his mother every day when he practiced the piano. Until now, Xiao Chufeng has practiced all the songs fluently. First, he can pop out directly.

The 13-year-old Chu Feng didn't care about his ranking in the next provincial piano competition, but he wanted to show himself very powerful in front of the person he liked.

ReSoSoSiDoSiLa...

Listening to the same love song in my ears, the quiet melody flows out from my fingertips, and the person I like sits beside me, watching him play the piano seriously.

The rain was pouring outside the window, and none of them could hear them.

Chu Feng never got any musical edification from [Forced to play the piano], [Mother scolded], [Award acceptance speech].

Only this moment.

He suddenly felt that playing the piano was a little fun.

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More than a month later.

The 13-year-old Chu Fengru participated in the June [-] Provincial Piano Competition.

"Your piano playing skills are indeed very good, but, Chu Feng—" the piano teacher taught him with a drawn-out tone:

"You are too emotionless when you play the piano. You must be passionate. You can't just sit on the piano bench. You are not a machine. Come on, let's practice the movements we trained last time——"

Chu Feng put his fingers on the keys. He was like a sophisticated humanoid computer, and the notes popped out of his hands accurately one by one.

When the playing was about the same, Chu Feng suddenly leaned forward, then suddenly leaned back, and then leaned forward again, as if convulsed, following the teacher's movement instructions, he performed the performer's "passion|passion".

"Very good, very good, that's it, you must remember this feeling when you go on stage!" The teacher said: "You may be...well, you are born with a little lack of emotion, but it doesn't matter, the performance is to perform passionate|passion like this, good ranking It will be yours!"

Mom and Dad encouraged him: "Come on! Son! Get No.1 for Mom and Dad!"

Chu Feng turned his face to his parents, he had an instructor in his mind, shouted!Chu Feng moved the corners of his mouth, smiled obediently at his parents, and shouted two!Chu Feng turned and left, and when the corners of his mouth were closed, that smile disappeared completely.

Show backstage.

Sun Bing, who played the saxophone, also came to perform. He just squeezed himself into a suit jacket, and he wore a good tailor-made suit, which gave the effect of tying pigs and sending them to the slaughterhouse.

He was chatting with some boys about his participation in the national saxophone competition.

The 13-year-old Chu Feng was wearing a black tuxedo suit, sitting in a corner by himself, not wanting to be discovered by Sun Bing.

after awhile……

"Ouch! Isn't this Xie Shiyu? Why are you here?"

Chu Feng in the corner stood up awkwardly.

13-year-old Xie Shiyu was standing on a high ladder, urgently repairing the lights on the stage.

He moved to a new house, and his mother's mental state was gradually improving, but she still couldn't go out to work. Xiao Xie, who is already 1.7 meters tall, pretended to be an adult and came out to do odd jobs to earn some money to subsidize the family.

Sun Bing wore an expensive high-end suit, raised his head high, looked at people through his nostrils, and asked the migrant worker Xie:

"You dropped out of school?"

"No."

Xie Shiyu didn't even turn his head, and showed Sun Bing the back of a hard hat: "Work-study program."

"Oh——" Sun Bing deliberately kept which pot unopened and carried which pot, "Why is it so difficult at home?"

Chu Feng couldn't stand listening, so he strode over and called out, "Xie Shiyu!"

Xie Shiyu was taken aback for a moment, and the small light bulb in his hand almost fell off.

He stabilized his hands, lowered his head——

Under the tall escalator, Chu Feng really stood below, looking up at him worriedly with a small face.

Chu Feng felt distressed, pointed to the tall ladder, and asked Xie Shiyu: "Is there any danger?"

"Don't worry." Xie Shiyu smiled, and pointed to the helmet and safety rope, "They're all wearing them."

They say one sentence to another, and they can still chat at such a high distance.

Sun Bing stood aside, feeling that he couldn't get in the conversation, and it was meaningless to stand any longer, so he walked away silently.

after awhile--

"Chu Feng! You haven't even put on lipstick—"

Mom broke into the backstage and grabbed Chu Feng: "Come out, why did your child run in without finishing his makeup..."

Chu Feng struggled in a rare way: "I won't paint, I won't paint..."

"Don't paint on anything, people have to put on makeup when they go on stage, come out!"

Suddenly, a few handsome laughter came from above, and my mother raised her head——

"Hello Auntie."

Xie Shiyu greeted him politely.

Reaching out her hand not to hit the smiling face, Chu Feng's mother also gently squeezed out a bit of a smile, but what she said was a bit sticky:

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Xie? What a coincidence, did you come here to see Chu Feng's performance?"

Chu Feng panicked with embarrassment on his face, and immediately pulled her down: "Mom!"

Mom thought about it, confused, how could the people who came to see the show climb up such a high escalator, this was obviously a part-time job, just happened to bump into it, and she forced him to install an escalator: "Specially come to see me Son Show".

Chu Feng's mother laughed dryly a few times, and felt a little embarrassed. Xie Shiyu didn't emphasize what he was here for. He smiled and walked up a step, which deliberately set a trap:

"Auntie doesn't welcome me to watch Chu Feng's performance?"

Chu Feng's mother didn't think too much, and hurried down the steps: "Welcome, welcome, of course you are welcome, classmate, it's such a coincidence, what a fate!"

As soon as the scene was said, she wished she could bite her tongue. After she finished speaking, this little Xie would get bored with his son later, so she had no reason to stop her!After all, she was the one who said welcome.

Xie Shiyu stood on the tall escalator, smiling without saying a word.Chu Feng's mother took the opportunity to drag Chu Feng aside to put on makeup.

Little Chu Feng was struggling, he didn't care about performing on stage normally, his mother painted blush like a monkey's butt, and his lips were painted like blood, he didn't care.But not today, Xie Shiyu is here today, Chu Feng doesn't want his mother to put lipstick on him.

"Okay, don't move, why are you so disobedient today!"

Mother took the lipstick and traced Chu Feng's lip line.

"Okay, look, it looks like you're performing on stage with lipstick on, look—"

The 13-year-old Chu Feng put on a kitten face, feeling that he was not good-looking at all.

In fact, the young boy in the mirror had red lips and white teeth, and against the backdrop of a tuxedo suit, he was handsome and bright.

"Okay, I'm ready to go on stage."

Chu Feng wanted to leave his mother and go to the backstage to talk to Xie Shiyu.

"Wait, Chu Feng."

Mom grabbed him.

Chu Feng frowned: "What else?"

Mother looked at him, sighed, reached out and touched Chu Feng's head, and said earnestly:

"Chu Feng, your mother always taught you to be kind to your classmates before. Everyone is equal. You can't be arrogant to your classmates just because you have a little money in your family. Maybe your mother taught you a little too much.

"People's personalities may be equal, but people are not equal. Some people were born in palaces, and some people were born in the mire, struggling desperately to climb out, just to stand on the flat ground like others. But after all, they are not equal. In the same way, I have been carrying mud ideas in the quagmire all my life.

"Mom has told you many times that you should take care of Xiao Xie's affairs in the future and avoid contact with him. Mom is not teaching you to discriminate against classmates. No matter what family background you are, you should treat them kindly, but don't overdo it. Intimacy, Xiao Xie and you are not from the same world.

"Do you know what kind of life it is like to have a father who takes drugs at home? His mother is driven crazy! I heard that his father still owes hundreds of thousands of debts outside. When his father can't pay it back, he will definitely have to Find him and his mother, and end up being chased and beaten by loan sharks no matter where they move. Have you lived this kind of life? You can't even imagine it.

"I heard that he has moved to a new house. If he invites you in the future, you are not allowed to go! Do you hear?"

Chu Feng did not speak.

Mom squeezed him hard: "Did you hear that!"

"Oh."

Chu Feng responded numbly.

Mom seemed satisfied, she let go of her hand, and said quietly:

"Xiao Xie is indeed very pitiful, and his mother is also pitiful. But, there are many poor people in this world."

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The game begins—

"Please invite the next contestant, Chu Feng, to play: Chopin's "Revolutionary Etude""

The spotlight came down, and the crowd was clapping and applauding.His piano teacher is sitting in the middle of the judges' seats, and his parents are sitting in the guest seats in the row behind the judges, with bright eyes and high hopes for him: to win the province's No.1.

Chu Feng watched and searched carefully... No, no, no Xie Shiyu.

Xie Shiyu might still be working part-time, so he didn't have time to watch his performance.

The spotlights were turned off.

Chu Feng faced the light and walked up. He has performed countless times since he was a child, and he has won countless awards. On a stage like this, he already walks as easily as eating. He is not nervous, nor is he excited to perform. .

He didn't feel anything, Chu Feng sat on the piano bench, put his hands on the keys, and the notes flowed out like an automatically set program.

When he played to a fixed bridge section, he would lean forward and backward violently according to the teacher's instructions, and perform several "convulsions" to show his dedication and passion in playing.

He felt that his body was split into two parts. One part, Chu Feng, was sitting on the piano, performing dutifully. The other part, Chu Feng, was pulled up into the air. Looking at himself like this, under the bright light, he looked like a puppet in a shadow puppet show. , ridiculously obedient.

He was bored with himself, disappointed with everything, wanted to destroy something, but didn't know where to start...

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"Let me go, thank you, let me go..."

Xie Shiyu, who finished his work, rushed to the auditorium.

When he arrived, Chu Feng's Revolutionary Concerto had almost finished playing, only the last one or two notes remained.

Some spectators who were forced to come to listen without understanding the piano had already raised their hands in advance, ready to applaud.

Xie Shiyu felt a little regretful, but it was also good to be able to applaud Chu Feng.

He didn't have a seat ticket, so he could only stand in the last row. He deliberately didn't take off his yellow hard hat, so that he was conspicuous in the dark crowd.

Although Chu Feng might not necessarily look at him.

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On the stage, under the spotlight, Chu Feng, who was about to finish his performance, turned his head and glanced off the stage——

His performance was perfect, the piano teacher showed a satisfied smile in the judges' seat, and the parents were happy to call all relatives and friends to show off: My son won the first place in the provincial piano competition...

boring boring boring.

Just as he was about to look back, Chu Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of a small yellow hat standing tall in the dark in the dark auditorium.

——It's Xie Shiyu!

This guy just appeared, so he probably didn't have time to hear anything...

Press the last note with your fingertips, and Chopin's "Revolutionary Concerto" is over.

The piano teacher and Chu Feng's parents were about to take the lead in applauding——

Suddenly, they were surprised to find that the piano sound on the stage hadn't ended yet...? !

After the last note of the revolutionary song, Chu Feng randomly soloed for a while, and then seamlessly joined the next song:

"sunny"

SoLaSiSiSiSiSiLaSiLaSo...

[The rainy day that disappeared...I really want to get wet again...I didn't expect the lost courage, I still keep it]

The scene of the provincial piano competition was silent.

After a serious classical piece, a piece of popular music that is not on the playlist is suddenly inserted, which is strange and unreasonable. This is simply unprecedented. No contestant has ever dared to do this!The host who announced the scene was dumbfounded, and the piano teacher was blinded, sitting on pins and needles at the judges' table.

Chu Feng's parents' heads were buzzing, and they suddenly didn't know who they were, where they were, what happened now, and why it happened...

This time, there was no need for anyone's movement guidance, Chu Feng played with great concentration, and he no longer cared about the audience, judges, or host.Like the torrential rain that day when Xie Shiyu came to his house, everything in the sky was raindrops outside the window, blowing away with the wind.The lights and stage all faded from his world...

Only one love song and two teenagers remain.

This is your solo piano.