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In the intertwined echoes and ups and downs of the piano sounds, Ke Luyan received all the emotions of Ke Zhiyan who danced with her on the strings.

The last time they played "Canon in D Major" together was two years ago. Since Ke Zhiyan went to China, due to the different holidays of the two countries, they could only accommodate each other at home. The most anticipated Christmas every year was tacitly changed to During the Chinese New Year, the tradition of the two standing together in front of the fireplace to play the piano for their parents has not changed.

It's just that as they grow older, choosing a repertoire has become a headache for both of them.

Ke Zhiyan prefers hearty and hearty rhythms, but Ke Lvyan is not. The intense tunes are too tiring for her. They have no more effect than venting anger like a child. Ke Lvyan is very tired of being seen by others. her thoughts.

So I don't know when "Canon in D Major" became a fixed repertoire. Ke Zhiyan gave in to Ke Lvyan and only let the other party do the ensemble, but Ke Lvyan reluctantly endured his bow movement that was only a little slower than Heifetz's.

This is the bad thing about the violin. Devotion to the violin can always reveal too much emotion from the performer. In the last ensemble, Ke Lvyan heard the sadness in the piano of his 15-year-old sister. Ke Lvyan could only It is speculated that it was related to the Chinese team's loss at the World Table Tennis Championships in Moscow in the middle of the year.

If there is anything that haunts Ke Lvyan's life, then the young girl's extreme emotions definitely count as one.

Ke Luyan didn't dare to use her younger sister as a bargaining chip again. In fact, after Ke Zhiyan was 11 years old, she became a little nervous.

So that night she forced out a Chinese name and most things related to the name.Before that, Ke Luyan never thought that Ke Zhiyan would take the initiative to roll up his wristband and show the scar on his wrist bone to a second person.

Compared with two years ago, the sound of the piano this year is more passionate. If Ke Zhiyan was still confused and immature two years ago, then this year's Ke Zhiyan is like a volcano ready to go. But it already contains raging fire, and the hot magma is only waiting for an opportunity to erupt and erupt.

The intensity and eagerness of "Canon in D Major" just gave her a platform to reveal all the feelings hidden in her heart to the surface.

It is impossible for even a sage to retreat from such strong feelings, not to mention that she is still young and does not know how to conceal it.

Ke Luyan took a deep look at his younger sister with closed eyelashes and trembling eyelashes, and took over from the next rhythm, or in other words, took over the lead.

Ke Zhiyan played the ensemble for Ke Lvyan as well as he could, but he opened his eyes again and looked at Ke Lvyan with some doubts. The latter gave her a wink and returned the main piece to her in the next rhythm.

Ke Zhiyan withdrew her gaze and glanced at the audience calmly. The expression on Wei Cheng's face was no different from that of her parents' praise. Maybe she also showed some surprise, just like Dr. Watson watched with admiration for the first time or every time. The reasoning and deduction of Sherlock Holmes are the same.

The sound of the piano stopped slowly, Ke Zhiyan put down the piano, and nodded slightly as a bow after the performance.

Applause rang out, parents', Wei Cheng's, Ke Zhiyan looked at the latter, Wei Cheng's eyes rolled up, and applauded for her appreciatively, just like waiting at the entrance of the athlete's passage every time after winning, congratulations, appreciation The target is only her, not the youngest daughter of the Ke family, Ke Luyan's younger sister, or anything else.

Ke Zhiyan's eyes paused for a few seconds and then retracted, his eyelids were slightly lowered, covering all the emotions in his eyes as before.She lost her composure and injected too many personal emotions into the song. They are strong and affectionate. Anyone who knows the music and her well enough can get all the information keenly. Fortunately, this person is Ke Li language, not Weicheng.

Ke Zhiyan took a deep breath, and felt a drop of sweat on his forehead covered under the fine hair.

Fortunately, it was Ke Luyan, fortunately.

When the applause stopped, Mommy spoke up, a lot of praise, and the perfect cooperation between the two sisters.

perfect.

Ke Zhiyan rolled his eyes, "Didn't you hear that she robbed me of the lead vocal for a verse?"

Of course they didn't realize it. None of the three audience members had received professional music training, and they had very little knowledge of the violin, let alone an absolute sense of pitch.

Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment, then apologized under Ke Zhiyan's urging eyes: "To be honest, I only hear the fusion of plain and intense, like..." She struggled to find a description: "Life is in great harmony."

"The great harmony of life, a reincarnation, the second part always follows the first part, until the final conclusion." Ke Zhiyan looked at Wei Cheng with eyes covered by naturally drooping eyelids, the latter looked at her When he came over, he gave her a natural smile, and tilted his head slightly, like Hel's daily smile and tongue out.

Of course Ke Zhiyan knew that the other party didn't understand, but the person next to her was staring at her with scorching eyes.

"I mean the piece I played just now, "Canon in D Major", is a kind of polyphonic music, originally meant to be regular. Although it sounds like a creation of the Germans, it is limited to this piece."

Wei Cheng has heard of it before. Of course, the popularity and use of "Canon in D Major" in China is no less than that of Beethoven's "Fate is knocking at the door", or dedicated to Teresa Madame Malfati's Bagatelle in A Minor.

However, she seldom read the techniques behind the music, or the introduction.After all, you can’t even understand it. The distance between an athlete and a performer is like table tennis and football, or table tennis and swimming, or table tennis and anything that has nothing to do with it...

Wei Cheng is now curious about how rich Ke Zhiyan's childhood life was, which allowed her to master so many things... Wei Cheng has already imagined that the young Ke Zhiyan still had to carry a racket, violin, and Xiyang Jian went to extra cram school...

She didn't realize that there was sympathy in her gaze, and she didn't expect that it was popular abroad to win at the starting line, what a miserable child.

After the warm family recital, it's time for rest on weekdays.Ke Zhiyan took Wei Cheng to see the guest room. Thanks to Ke's mother's strict requirements on weekdays, the guest room was also cleaned up during the day, but Ke Zhiyan took out the freshly washed quilt cover and sheet from the cabinet in his room to replace Wei Cheng. put on.

"Actually, you don't need to change them specially, these are definitely clean..."

Ke Zhiyan hugged the changed sheets and quilts from Wei Cheng's arms, and looked at the new bedding on the bed with satisfaction, bought according to her taste, "I just think these will be more comfortable, anyway, I have already made bedding over there. Well, if you don’t want it, I have to throw it in the cabinet again.”

Wei Cheng understood the second half of the sentence, and she pampered the other person's head, "Just be lazy."

Ke Zhiyan's response was a grimace and a shrug, and then coolly threw everything in his arms into the cabinet.

After finishing all this, she glanced at her watch. It was just after ten o'clock. Usually, they were still watching technical videos in the dormitory at this time, but they obviously didn't need it today.

Ke Zhiyan gestured to the TV hanging on the wall opposite the bed, "It's connected to the Internet, you can..." She realized that she had said something stupid, what could British TV channels have? BBC1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... maybe there is also CCTV overseas, but no matter which one, it is impossible to speak Chinese.

Ke Zhiyan scratched his head, then scratched his chin, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the violin that was placed on the low coffee table just after entering the door, "Uh, maybe I can play a lullaby for you?"

Wei Cheng happily accepted with a smile, "Okay." She watched Ke Zhiyan walk over to pick up the piano, and added with a smile: "Can I order some songs?"

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Ke Zhiyan walked back with a smile, holding the piano in one hand and the bow in the other, shrugging his shoulders as a gesture of invitation, "Don't make it too difficult, I have almost forgotten the score."

"Uh, Paganini?"

Ke Zhiyan made a grimace, "I only remember half of the four caprices No.20. I just said that Rappaganini was cheating on Ke Lvyan. She doesn't have Rappaganini's talent at all."

Wei Cheng began to feel sorry for Ke Lvyan now, what kind of sister did the other party have, she held her forehead, "Zhiyan, I think you should..."

"Aren't we discussing the violin now?" Ke Zhiyan interrupted her, Wei Cheng silently checked the other person's expression, but Ke Zhiyan let out an irritable breath, "Well, I admit that the two of us really don't get along like ordinary people, But... there are many problems between us, which cannot be explained clearly in a sentence or two."

She looked at Wei Cheng beggingly, "I'll explain it to you later, okay?"

When Wei Cheng saw the child's eyes, her heart softened almost immediately.In fact, she didn't mean to point fingers at the other party and Ke Luyan, she just felt that tit for tat would hurt the child.Not everyone can afford the pain and panic behind the wall.

She didn't want the child to look back on it later with only great regret and sadness in his heart.

Wei Cheng said softly: "Then what do you want to play now?" She recalled the nouns that popped out of the children's mouths when they were downstairs, "How about dance music?"

"It's too intense." Ke Zhiyan realized that the other party was ordering the song she had said before, she raised her eyebrows, "Monty or Brahms?"

"It's all right." Wei Cheng made a gesture of surrender and said with a smile: "I don't really understand, but I know you must know my preferences."

"Of course." Ke Zhiyan said, and she even bent down and bowed—it wasn't the slight nod she gave downstairs just now, nor the slight pressure on her cervical spine on the field, she was now holding her right hand delicately. Holding the violin and the bow, he bent down and performed a real gentleman's salute, his personable manner was no different from those violin masters in the Vienna Golden Hall.

"As you wish, Brahms, Hungarian Dance No. [-]."