living in the pocket of a nemesis

Fu Linfeng agreed so readily this time, but it made Ye Tang feel guilty.

He tried his best to make his expression less obvious, pursed his lips into a straight line, pointed to his mobile phone aside, and signaled Fu Linfeng to open it: "It's inside, listen to it first."

"Okay." Fu Linfeng stood up and took Ye Tang's cell phone, "Wait a minute."

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Ye Tang in his hand and walked towards the study.

He turned on the piano and let Ye Tang sit on the piano stand.

"Just for a while." Fu Linfeng's tone seemed to be discussing with him, but the second half of the sentence was completely different, "You didn't sleep last night, go to catch up on sleep after confirming these few sections."

"Okay." Ye Tang resentfully said, "But apart from Section C, there are a few more in front..."

"That's five bars a day." Fu Linfeng didn't bargain with him, and directly came to a conclusion, "Sleep after grinding."

"……Oh."

After all, now that I have become smaller, the other party is still helping me, and it seems that struggling is useless.

Ye Tang pursed his lips.

Fu Linfeng sat in front of the piano, while Ye Tang sat on the piano stand dangling his legs, waiting uncomfortably for the other party to finish listening.

After all, it's been a few years since I minored in composition. At that time, the two of them hadn't spoken to each other. Now I asked the other party to help me when I came here...

never mind.Ye Tang said in his heart, didn't he talk about reconciliation.

"This section?" Fu Linfeng was familiarizing himself with the recording. When he noticed that a certain section was not neat enough, he stopped his fingers and asked him.

Ye Tang nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, yes. I have a few ideas, but I feel that there is something missing..."

"Let me try."

Fu Linfeng's fingers were very smooth, and he played three versions for him in a row. The main melody remained the same, but the changes in the harmony were quite different.

Even if it's just a few simple bars, he doesn't perfunctory at all.

When he changed to the fourth version, Ye Tang couldn't help laughing when he finished playing.

"Adding those polyphonic harmonies of yours..." Ye Tang thought for a while and said, "How should I put it, it looks like Bach."

But after finishing speaking, he added: "But unexpectedly, it is quite suitable."

"Didn't you like Bach very much back then?" Fu Linfeng stopped and asked him.

"Where!" Ye Tang was a little anxious when he mentioned this, "I didn't understand it for a while! That's all!"

"Well, yes." Fu Linfeng agreed very seriously, but Ye Tang just felt that there was something in his words.

"And I didn't do that for..." Ye Tang hesitated to speak.

In order to find something to say to you, let you not be so silent.

He completely remembered what he told Fu Linfeng at that time——

Ye Tang met him when he was ten years old.

At that time, he had just passed the examination of the attached music high school, and he was finally able to relax a little for a while.

In fact, he never thought that he would embark on such a path. The opportunity was only when An Qiao practiced dancing when he was a child, and he showed great interest in some of the music.

At that time, An Qiao was just trying to let him learn it, but he didn't expect to be able to persevere.

He could sit by the piano for a long time, and even An Qiao, who practiced dancing when he was young, said that he was not as good as him.

"Talented" and "willing to work hard" are the two words he has heard most.

At the time, he didn't know which of these two sentences was more important. It wasn't until he thought about it a long time later that he felt that "talent" was just a basic requirement for getting started. He was indeed much more talented than ordinary people, but that was only limited to ordinary people. It's only true if you work hard.

His piano enlightenment is a private music teacher who visits two or three times a week. Ye Tang will try his best to complete whatever he arranges. When he played the Turkish March for the first time, his hands were too small to fully span an octave. After only two or three years, he has already It is a level that their peers cannot catch up with.

Later, the first piano teacher went abroad and never came back. An Qiao was looking for a new teacher everywhere. He originally wanted the teacher to come and try lessons, but his father's point of view was to let Ye Tang get in touch with his peers more. Try taking him out to the teacher.

There are not many new piano teacher titles, just a middle-aged man who graduated from a conservatory of music and is engaged in music education, but the price is reasonable and his personality is gentle, so it has spread among ordinary families.

An Qiao just planned to take Ye Tang to try it out, and only reserved two classes, so meeting Fu Linfeng was a complete accident.

That was Ye Tang's first visit to that teacher's house.

The piano teacher transformed his house into a piano teacher. In an area of ​​more than 100 square meters, a tripod was placed in one of the bedrooms to teach alone. The rest of the rooms are all connected, and the kitchen, living room and living room are hard to distinguish. The decoration is simple. Four ordinary domestic Pearl River pianos were moved to the floor of the school for children and parents waiting for class to practice.

The appointment time will not be particularly punctual, it all depends on the length of time the teacher taught the last student.So some people will go to the living room to wait first, and randomly connect to the repertoire of the class, waiting for the teacher to call in one by one.

Ye Tang thought it was a novelty when he first entered.

The four pianos in the living room are all occupied. The children who come to study range from five or six years old to high school students. The repertoires for practice also range from Thompson Czerny to Mozart. The sustain pedal and the soft pedal are mixed. , and the parents waiting on the side are communicating with each other, the human voice and the piano sound are mixed together, making it very noisy.Fortunately, the sound insulation of the room is not bad, and it will not completely affect the individual teaching in the bedroom, but the condition is so far.

An Qiao was afraid that Ye Tang would find it noisy, and just wanted to say Tang Tang, or we should change to a different teacher, when Ye Tang found a piano that had just been vacated and sat down, as if he was completely unaffected by the noisy environment around him, but he was a little nervous I began to practice the tune for the scheduled class today.

At his current age, it is very rare to be able to play at this level. After a while, the noisy living room quieted down. Both parents and children who came to class gathered around his piano, silently watching him play.

Later, the piano teacher also heard it inside, came out in surprise, and asked, is this the new student who came to make an appointment today?

An Qiao quickly said yes.

The teacher quickly let the two of them enter a bedroom with a single piano.

Ye Tang followed and sat in in a daze.

He sat inside, played the previous piece again, and admired the teacher's admiring eyes without exception.

"That's right," the teacher was a little hunched, glanced at An Qiao's outfit, and praised Ye Tang from the beginning. After Ye Tang felt a little embarrassed, he smiled apologetically, "Ma'am, the teaching level on my side May not meet your child's expectations."

"Ah..." An Qiao nodded as expected, but didn't leave immediately, "But since we have made an appointment for two hours, we should finish it well. It doesn't matter, teacher, if you have any guidance or suggestions, you can tell us. "

"How about this," the teacher thought for a while and said, "Are you looking for a private teacher? I have two friends who should be pretty good. May I leave a contact information for you?"

"it is good."

Ye Tang practiced two other songs, and stopped when the teacher and An Qiao exchanged the contact information of the new teacher, and waited for them to finish chatting.

He is still too small and needs to lower the piano bench when playing the piano.In this somewhat short position, he raised his head and looked out the window boredly.

The bedroom has a large floor-to-ceiling window that connects to the outside terrace.

Probably because there is no time to take care of it, the plants planted on the terrace look a little depressed, and when they are caged by the hazy sky, they show another kind of downcast feeling.

And he didn't notice those, he only saw a teenager standing on the terrace.

The boy's facial features are excellent, but his messy hair covers half of his eyebrows and eyes, and his silence is a bit weird.

The other party looked a few years older than himself, wearing a wrinkled public middle school uniform, tall, but very thin, and the wind made him look even thinner.

Sensing that Ye Tang found him, the other party's eyes immediately turned away.

"Ah, that's the neighbor's kid, and sometimes he visits me." The piano teacher explained.

"Are you also here to learn the piano?" An Qiao also noticed the other party and asked casually.

"No," the teacher shook his head, "I haven't learned much at all."

"Their family..." The teacher paused, "I didn't buy a piano, so I practiced casually here occasionally."

An Qiao was smart enough to guess a thing or two from the teacher's attitude and words.

"Sometimes when the qin here is free, he will come to try it, but it's just a try." The teacher didn't seem to want to continue this topic, "Then madam, look..."

"Understood." An Qiao patted Ye Tang's head without asking again, "Let's go, Tang Tang."

While the few people were chatting, the young man was still standing on the terrace, lowering his head, as if he hadn't heard the person they were discussing.

"Then will you teach him?" Ye Tang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, simply puzzled, "If he wants to learn."

"Ah, these...are neighbors, as long as he thinks, of course..." The teacher subconsciously paused, and then raised his voice to the balcony and said, "Fengfeng! Do you want to come and practice today!"

The boy was startled when he heard his words, and even stood there for a while.

But after he realized it, he took a few steps towards this side, without looking at Ye Tang, just shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "No, uncle."

"Look..." The teacher spread his hands, as if to prove that it wasn't because he didn't want to teach, and it wasn't because his family didn't buy a piano or couldn't pay for the lessons. "Fengfeng's personality is not very friendly."

An Qiao nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and led Ye Tang outside: "Then thank you teacher today."

"It's nothing, nothing," the other party said immediately, "Your child is very talented."

Ye Tang followed An Qiao, but couldn't help but looked back at the balcony every step of the way.

The boy still maintained the posture of refusing just now, with his head lowered, as if he would never show his emotions.

When Ye Tang saw Fu Linfeng again, it was at another piano shop.

But this time it wasn't in the piano store, but in front of the window displaying shiny pianos.

An Qiao tried the contact information given by the teacher before, but her level was not very good. Fortunately, she found a new private teacher this time. This time she was just passing by, and Ye Tang always likes to stay when passing by the piano store. for a while.

He just signed up for a youth piano competition. Today he was wearing a very handsome little suit and a little black bow tie. He had his hair done a little bit, and he wore a pair of little leather shoes.

At that time, he just wanted to try that cool-looking piano, but as soon as he walked over, Ye Tang saw people outside through a glass window.

It was the same boy who stood on the terrace last time, still wearing a school uniform, but this time his hair was cut short, making him look more energetic.

His fingers were stretched forward slightly, and the fingertips were curled up, and at this moment the two looked at each other through the glass window.

It's just that the silence is still there.

Once again, he met Ye Tang's eyes, and the other party still dodged habitually, but this time An Qiao was shopping for clothes next door, so he wouldn't drag him away for a while, so Ye Tang became more courageous when he made his own decisions.

Taking advantage of the time when the other party was in a daze, he got down from the piano bench, knocked on the glass window, and mouthed to him, regardless of whether the other party could hear him or not: "Don't go now."

Sure enough, the other party didn't leave, but just stood there.

Ye Tang was not discouraged, and simply waved at him: "Aren't you coming in?"

Seeing that Ye Tang actually wanted him to go in, the boy subconsciously looked down at his baggy old school uniform.

Seeing his hesitation, this time Ye Tang stepped out of the piano shop and pulled him in.

"Do you like playing the piano?" He asked very straightforwardly.

In fact, Ye Tang himself didn't know why he asked such a question at the time, but he just felt that the other party would not hate him after watching him for so long.

In addition, An Qiao told herself her understanding after returning home, and Ye Tang suddenly missed the figure on the balcony.

I didn't expect to meet again.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce," the child who has not yet graduated from elementary school stretched out his hand like an adult, "My name is Ye Tang. What about you?"

"... Fu Linfeng." The other party hesitated for a moment, but finally touched it tentatively with his fingers.

Seeing the response, Ye Tang rolled his eyes happily: "That's the first time we meet, let me play a song for you!"

"……it is good."

What are you playing?

Ye Tang thought about it seriously.

Playing those that are too showy is not very good, and the most familiar etudes are not very pleasant...

He hesitated for a moment, and finally a light flashed in his mind.

He sat down and played a very light song.

"London Bridge Is Falling Down".

Ye Tang played the simple and brisk nursery rhyme melody very easily.

He didn't expect to receive any feedback after he finished playing, but unexpectedly, the other party listened more seriously than he played, and then boasted very sincerely: "It sounds good."

Ye Tang has heard a lot of compliments after studying music these years, but for some reason, after playing the simplest song and being praised so earnestly, it suddenly made him feel a little hot.

"Then you've been with that teacher for so long, will you too?" he asked.

"A little bit..." Fu Linfeng said hesitantly, but he quickly denied himself, and his fingers on the side were lightly clenched into fists, "No, it shouldn't be very good."

"Then," Ye Tang stared at him and asked, "Do you want to try?"

Fu Linfeng shook his head subconsciously.

He even took a step back in resistance, as if he wanted to escape: "I'm going back to class."

"You're lying," Ye Tang felt for the first time that he was extremely smart. "It's almost evening today on Saturday. You don't have a schoolbag or a pen, so you must not be going to class."

This time, Fu Linfeng pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Try it, I want to hear it," Ye Tang tried to bargain with him, "Why don't I bring you the ice cream my mother bought."

"I don't want it." Fu Linfeng refused this time, but it was ice cream.

Because he actually sat down.

He imitated Ye Tang just now, played it completely, and even added the harmony of his left hand.

Although the fingering was messed up and the shape of the hand was completely broken, it has to be said that there was almost nothing wrong with it—because the only thing he played wrong was that he was not familiar with how to use fingering, and finally accidentally pressed the black key next door.

After Ye Tang listened dumbfounded, he realized that there was one more person beside him.

An Qiao came over after shopping for clothes, and patted him: "What's the matter, Tang Tang?"

She handed him the ice cream: "It's the second one this week. You can't buy any more after eating this."

Ye Tang took it, and handed it to the young man who was still sitting on the piano bench.

Fu Linfeng waved his hands flattered.

"I will do what I say, I will be responsible for what I say." Ye Tang said seriously.

He looked up at the boy who was much taller than him, and insisted on handing it to him: "For the reward you gave me for playing the piano just now."

After all, An Qiao was still watching, but Fu Linfeng finally took it over: "Thank you."

An Qiao asked with a smile, "Tang Tang's new friend?"

Before Fu Linfeng could deny it, Ye Tang nodded affirmatively.

"Then Tang Tang should give you ice cream." An Qiao looked at the person in front of him gently, and of course she remembered what happened that day, "Do you want to try the sound?"

"Ah."

Although Fu Linfeng was silent, his back was straight.

"Then mom, go shopping again, can you wait for me here for a while?" An Qiao is very familiar with the piano store, so he put the things here temporarily, and then walked out sideways.

Ye Tang pulled Fu Linfeng and talked for a while.

"So you've only heard it, but haven't practiced it much, have you?"

"It is."

Ye Tang used to practice the piano by himself, and there were not many people who could talk to him. Although he didn't know how much the person in front of him had in common with him, he still couldn't help but open his mouth like pouring bitter water.

"Then have you ever heard of Bach?" Ye Tang looked for a topic, "I was most afraid of meeting him when I was learning the piano. He showed off a lot of skills, the key is..."

His voice was a little low, and he said embarrassedly: "It's not very good. I didn't even know if I was playing it right, because it was too difficult to understand."

Baroque style does take some time for a child who doesn't know much about music to get used to it.

Unexpectedly, Fu Linfeng showed a little confused look: "You are talking about..."

He has no systematic education, and he doesn't even know what the fugue says, but he slid his fingers on the keys a few times: "Is this it?"

Ye Tang didn't expect that the other party had heard of this before.

"Someone played it in the place where the teacher was in class. I heard from them that they didn't like it too much." Fu Linfeng said.

"but……"

Ye Tang didn't finish his sentence.

But Fu Linfeng played it fluently, and unexpectedly... it didn't sound so bad.

It's as if he was born with an understanding of his own.

When An Qiao came back again, Fu Linfeng had already left for a while.

"How's Tang Tang talking with his new friend?" She deliberately distracted her, and only asked him now when she came back.

Ye Tang was still sitting on the piano bench just now, and he seemed to have thought about it for a long time this evening.

"Mom, otherwise..." He said it a little stiffly, but he really wanted to bring up this idea, and asked tentatively, "Can I ask for a partner?"