that touch of blue

Chapter 40

The colorful lights shone on the teenagers sitting leisurely on the sofa, and Zhanlan sat in the dark corner, listening to the chorus of Kikumaru and Xianghi.Atobe sat beside her silently, reached out his hand secretly, and gently held Qinglan's hand, which was warm and soft, with faint calluses between his fingertips.Zhanlan was slightly taken aback, blood welled up, fortunately it was in the dark, no one could see that she was blushing, she was about to withdraw her hand, but unexpectedly, she clenched her hand even tighter.His tiger's mouth has thick calluses, and his slender fingers make people feel at ease for no reason when they are held in his hands.

Shinobu happened to see this scene, and held up his glasses: This guy Atobe is finally about to act.

Yukimura lowered his head sadly, it seems that he was a lot late.The two people who are good at recording glanced at each other and recorded something in their notebooks. One lens flashed, the other closed his eyes tightly, and there was data collection.

"Aren't you going to sing?" Zhan Lan asked in a low voice.

"You just want my uncle to sing so much?" Atobe touched the tear mole dissatisfied. Is she so unwilling to stay by her side?Is that all you want to drive him away?

"But do you want others to be intoxicated by your gorgeous singing? If you don't sing, how can people be intoxicated." Zhan Lan's face turned redder.

Well?Atobe looked at the girl in surprise, what does this mean, she accepted herself?

"Hey, Xiaojing, let's order a song." Sitting in front of the jukebox, Fuji turned his head and said to Atobe who was sitting in a dark corner with a smile.

"Well, then you will be intoxicated by my grandpa's gorgeous singing, right, Huadi." With a snap of his fingers, Atobe stood up.

"wushi." The unchanging answer.

"Xiaojing, come and sing together with Sanada, I miss that song very much." Fuji decided to sing a song and handed the microphone to the two of them.

"Yeah, the vice minister sings?" Kirihara hadn't heard him sing since he heard the vice minister's singing three years ago. To be honest, the vice minister's voice is not bad.Seeing the ocular knife shot by the deputy director, Kirihara shut up. Although there is a universal heater here, it is a question of whether she will let herself keep warm.He still vaguely remembered what she said to him after losing the final, which was exactly the same as that of the vice minister, and he gradually felt that this girl is not easy to mess with. She is at the same level as Minister Yukimura, so she should not be messed with. He still shut up obediently. mouth.

"I'm looking forward to hearing Genichiro sing." Yukimura did not participate in the training camp three years ago due to physical reasons, and also missed Sanada's maiden singing.

Zhanlan nodded in agreement, and sat next to Zhanlan with a smile, Atobe, Yushi, Sanada, Kirihara, Shiraishi, Momojo, and Echizen, and a cheerful voice came from the box:

"Open the window on a bright sunny afternoon and look at the shady lane where the shade of the trees does not part

Take a deep breath, close your eyes, and picture tomorrow's stage in your heart

Imagining a new page, depicting in a pure white campus

It doesn't matter even facing the wind, continue this brandnewstrory without ending

wonderfulday, wonderfulday, wonderfulwonderfulwonderfulday

Stand at the crossroads of the zebra crossing, you can walk when it turns green

Stepping on the white zebra crossing, like a child

Always being blown by the wind like this, doing things according to what I imagined in my heart

If it can be done, stretch out your hands to the distant sky

Communicate this thought to the other party, and you will be able to liberate

Open the window in the dazzling afternoon, run to the shady path for no reason

Close your eyes and take a deep breath, and describe the stage from tomorrow with your heart

Draw a new page with imagination, draw on a pure white canvas

Even if the headwind can break the deadlock, the brandnewstory continues

ah, wonderful days

Stand at the intersection and start running when the signal turns green

Just like a child, just step on the white zebra crossing

The wind blows like always

If you can't show your true self, reach out to the distant sky

I will convey this thought and be liberated

Accelerate the speed of the pedals and climb up the ramp in one breath

Run-up before taking to the sky, feeling the rush of high

When you climb up this ramp and see the apex

Nanfeng chased after him, as if it was the signal to announce the start

ah, wonderful days

A little bit of repetition, when to look here

Already in the deepest part of sight shines the light reachforthesky

Always keep the same mood

Don't forget to miss if it keeps warm

One day even a bird without a name will think so and rush into the vast and boundless sky

Use groping to find the keyless door in the future, keep searching for the undiscovered light in front of you

The graffiti on the desk, I don’t know when I drew the map mentally

no one left

Point the target at a place that even the sun doesn't know, the wind is blowing like always

If you can't show your true self, reach out to the distant sky

I will convey this longing, and I will be liberated, and I will be liberated"

Zhanlan leaned on the soft sofa, Buer didn't speak, and listened to the singing quietly, Atobe's eyes kept on Zhanlan's body.

"Xiaojing has been looking at Sister Lanlan." Fuji turned his head and said to Zhanlan with a smile, anyone with a discerning eye could see Keigo Atobe's feelings.

"Brother Xiong, what do you want to say?" Zhan Lan asked with her head tilted.

"Sister Lanlan isn't going to perform a show?" Bu Er didn't answer Zhan Lan's question, but still said with a smile.

"I don't sing very well." Zhan Lan really didn't want to show her singing voice in front of so many people. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if a group of people fell asleep after being sung by her.

"But I think everyone here is looking forward to Lan Lanmei singing. Isn't that right, Eiji." Fuji turned his head to Eiji who was about to scare him.

"Eh? That's right, that's right, we're all looking forward to hearing the blue-eyed sister sing, meow." Kikumaru Eiji put down his raised hand and said awkwardly.

"If you don't sing, then Sister Lan Lan can perform other things, such as dancing, telling stories, it can be a ghost story." Gan appeared next to them like a ghost.As soon as these words fell, a "hiss" was heard, and a figure slipped out of the room.

"That's it, then wait for me." Zhanlan got up, went out, and returned after a while with an erhu, which was the musical instrument hanging on the wall when they entered the door.The style of this erhu is very old, and some of the bow hair has fallen off. Zhanlan is sitting in the corner, adjusting the strings. Although the sound is not as good as it is often used, it can only be used to make do with it.A deep and painful sigh sounded, and the teenagers all looked at the girl sitting in the corner. The music is smooth and melodious, with profound artistic conception, revealing sad and desolate emotions and high-spirited indignation. With the change of the melody, it is sometimes deep, sometimes exciting, Sometimes sad, sometimes proud.Someone once appreciated and analyzed the famous song "Erquan Yingyue" like this:

Listen to the sound of the piano, who is it after dusk?

Walking down the street with a pipa on your back Carrying a pipa on your back

Walking along the street, the autumn wind blows his blue shirt

Thin shadows on the slate road under the faint moonlight

Stepping away from the alley

At the head of the small bridge again, the surrounding fields are silent and lit

The Man Playing the Piano in the Filming Building

Like asking a bosom friend where there is a whisper

Looking back, I saw the moon shining on Ludizhou, only seeing the moon shining on Ludizhou

The sound of the piano surrounds the jungle, the heart is trembling, the sound is like the roar of the pine wind

like spring water rushing

The haggard soul of the piano is roaming in life

It's hard to look back, the years are gone, the people are left behind

The youthful white hair has turned white-headed and bitter in an instant

No relatives and friends, rainy and muddy

How to endure the ups and downs of honor and disgrace without complaint

Only the strings of the zither are always accompanied by the sorrow of separation and sorrow in the morning and evening

Bitterness and joy always stay together

Drunken sober people loose aftertaste, don't say ambition is hard to hesitate

A thousand capitals of songs in the chest are reserved for the landscape of the hometown

The world is long and the love is the longest

I wish the five continents and the four seas to harvest

Every family plays music and music every year without worries

Happy every year without worries even though people are like yellow cranes

A piece of pure land Huishan hills Oh this love is endless

Tianya Fangcao bosom friend with your piano sound accompanied by spring water flow

When Zhan Lan put away the erhu, no one in the box spoke, they were all immersed in the world of the blind A Bing. "Papa..." There was warm applause outside the door, and an old man over [-] years old walked in.They came back to their senses at this time, and the old man said with tears in his eyes: "I haven't listened to the live version of "Erquan Yingyue" for a long time, thank you little girl."

Zhan Lan stood up and smiled slightly: "Thank you for allowing me to use this erhu."

"This erhu was left by my father. I don't know how to play it. All these erhus have not been well maintained. Girl, if you don't mind, I will give this erhu to you." The old man looked at Zhanlan.

"This is your father's? Why should I want this?" Zhan Lan hastily evaded.

"Little girl, no one in our family can play the erhu. I can't, my son can't, and my grandson can't. The erhu stays in our house is just a waste of money. You should treat it as a gift from an old man. If you think it's a little bit of kindness for me to hear such beautiful music, play a few more for the old man." The old man pretended to be angry, and said to Zhan Lan with a straight face.

"Thank you, then I'd rather be obedient than respectful." Zhan Lan sat down again, held up the erhu, and a more cheerful tune than the original one came out from the erhu.The old man nodded with a smile. He seemed to have seen the tense and intense scene in the traditional horse racing event of the Mongolian people, with majestic riders and galloping horses.At the end of the song, the door was crowded with people.

"One more song, one more song." The people who had been singing very energetically blocked the door when they heard the sound of nature, asking Zhanlan to play another song.

"Why doesn't Sister Lanlan sing? I think Sister Lanlan must have a nice voice when she sings." Yukimura was the first to come to his senses. He was used to western musical instruments, and occasionally listened to traditional Chinese musical instruments. Refreshing feeling.

Atobe also came back to his senses, looked at Qinglan in the corner, with a faint smile on his face, and only heard her say slightly: "Do you really want to listen?"

"Yeah, um." Kikumaru, who claims to be the most responsive student in Qinggaku, swooped over, staring at Zhanlan with her big tender eyes, "Sister with blue eyes sings the best, I want to listen to meow." "Hiss" came from the door ", Haitang, who had left when Gan proposed to tell a ghost story, stood at the door, blushing and nodding.

Zhanlan smiled slightly, stroking the strings with her left hand, and drawing the bow with her right hand, her voice was neither desolate at the beginning nor cheerful later, but just a very faint taste, and she sang:

"What a jasmine, what a jasmine

The garden is full of flowers and plants, and the fragrance is not as fragrant as it

I want to pick a flower and wear it, but I am afraid that the people who look at the flowers will scold me

What a jasmine, what a jasmine

Jasmine blossoms, snow is whiter than it

I want to pick a flower and wear it, but I am afraid that others will make fun of it

What a jasmine, what a jasmine

The garden is full of flowers, and it can't compare with it

I want to pick a flower to wear, but I am afraid that it will not germinate in the coming year"

A lazy voice came from the girl's mouth, accompanied by the melodious erhu sound. Although I couldn't understand the content of the girl's singing, I could feel the fragrance. The whole air was full of sweet floral fragrance, which was unique, including roses The sweetness of plum blossoms, the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the remoteness of orchids, what kind of taste is this?

"Is this a Jiangsu folk song?" The old man came back to his senses. He remembered that when he was a child, he often heard his mother humming, "It's been a long time since I heard it, little girl, thank you very much for allowing me to live in a foreign land for so many years. The stranger heard the beautiful singing from my hometown. Girl, you are Chinese, right?"

"My father is from Japan, and my mother is from China. I was born and raised in China." Zhan Lan put away her erhu, smiled slightly, stood up and bowed slightly to the stunned people immersed in the music. Could it be that they were really hypnotized by her?It seems that it is better for her to sing less in the future.

"Okay, the old man is very satisfied today. Little girl, I thank you again." The old man wiped the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. He left his hometown with his parents when he was ten years old. He has not seen the mountains in his hometown for more than 50 years. The mountains and rivers are gone, he is old, and people are old, so they want to return to the fallen leaves.His father's erhu has been put aside for decades, and now he has finally found its home, and he is satisfied.

"Old man, the motherland has changed a lot, go back and have a look with your children and grandchildren when you have time." Zhanlan smiled sweetly.

There was thunderous applause, and Kikumaru, who was squatting on the ground and saying "nympho", pounced on him, hugged Zhanlan, and muttered: "Hey, the blue-eyed sister sings very well, really really well." He didn't notice Atobe's face that had turned black at all. Oishi realized the crisis and hurried forward to pull his partner away.

"Ah, Sister Lanlan, I didn't expect you to sing so well. Do you sing in Chinese? It's a song I've never heard before." As soon as Kikumaru was pulled away, Kintaro continued to pounce, adhering to the fine tradition of "one after another" come up.Baishi didn't notice for a while, and didn't hold back, Shitian dutifully pulled Xiaojin away from Zhanlan.

The greedy Xianghi and Akutagawa also want to pounce, but their collars are always being grabbed by Huachi; and the most pitiful thing is our Marui classmate, before the idea of ​​pounced, he was caught by his family. A gentle death ray and a cold death ray of the minister and deputy minister were scrapped.