Chapter 412 Are You Not Myopic?

Shao Yunxuan walked absentmindedly in the softly lit corridor.

The mother beside her was chattering about the future, and she couldn't be happy.

When Mr. Chu Kong went to the Art Building, she was indeed present. It's just that she is not in the piano room, but is looking for her water glass next door. She was also shocked when she heard that piano piece by chance.

She has studied piano for so many years, and it is not that she has no musical literacy.

She was so fascinated by it that she forgot her purpose, and only two words hovered in her heart: amazing.

At that time, she thought that in the entire Kunpeng Middle School, no one could play this kind of music except her music teacher. After the end of the song, she went to the next door to find someone, but she didn't expect that the place was empty. She kept chasing out of the art building without seeing anyone.

What followed was a turning point that could change the fate of her life.

The next day, the music teacher asked her, "Yun Xuan, would you like to be Mr. Chu Kong's disciple?"

Chu Kong is the piano master of the National Symphony Orchestra. He just held a concert in Wucheng a few days ago. Everyone who studies music does not know.

The music teacher asked her excitedly: "Is it you who played the piano in the art building before, Mr. Chu Kong happened to pass by, and he likes that piece very much!"

She knew immediately that she had been mistaken for someone else, but she couldn't say what she should have denied. She looked at the music teacher's excited look, and thought of the upcoming opportunity to ascend to the sky, she nodded her head. .

So, there is the scene of her and her mother coming to Jinjing.

She had practiced this piece in private, and based on her memory at the time, she could barely play it after practicing for several nights, and it was still very obscure in many parts.

In other words, what she played was only the outline, but not the soul of the piece.

Shao Yunxuan was so distracted that she accidentally stepped on her ancient dress and stumbled.

She immediately returned to her senses, facing her mother's caring and expectant eyes, she became more and more determined: "Mom, don't worry, next time I will definitely be able to play well, and I will definitely become Mr. Chu Kong's apprentice."

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Wei Qin sent Shao Yunxuan's mother and daughter out and returned to the piano room.

Chu Kong was no longer sitting on the sofa, and was walking slowly towards the piano in the center.

He took two quick steps, helped him over, touched his stiff and trembling arm, and quickly concealed the regret and bitterness in his heart.

"Sir, are you really going to accept Miss Shao as your apprentice?" The person who used to be so harsh seemed to be a little casual this time.

Chu Kong's eyes were far-reaching. When he walked to the piano, he caressed the keys with love, and pressed a low key with his fingertips. The sound of the piano was as persistent and low as his tone.

"Give her another chance. Not really,

I can only accept Chu Kuo's suggestion..."

This is very helpless, Wei Qin understands it.

Mr. Chu once had a disciple, who was very good at a young age, and was highly appreciated by Mr. Chu Kong.

At that time, everyone in the Starlight Symphony Orchestra thought that she would inherit the mantle of her husband and become the second piano master.

It's just that no one thought that she had an accident, and she would never be able to play a complete piece of music in her life, and bid farewell to the piano stage forever.

Since then, Mr. Chu Kong's temper has become more and more strange. It was not until he fell ill that he had no choice but to think of accepting disciples again.

The low hum of the piano continued, and Wei Qin took Chu Kong's hand from the keys in distress.

He knew that Mr. Chu could no longer control his hands independently.

"If, Miss Shen Yixin didn't have an accident, it would be fine." He finally couldn't control it and sighed.

Chu Kong froze suddenly, and retracted his trembling hands into his sleeves: "Don't tell her about my illness for the time being."

"But you..."

"Just do as I say. She recently came back from O continent, and she seems to have brought back a lot of new songs. She left me a message before saying that she met a genius arranger. I really don't know what kind of person can get her Such a compliment." Chu Kong laughed, every time Shen Yixin was mentioned, his attitude was obviously different.

It was different from his usual meanness and seriousness, and it was also different from his politeness towards Shao Yunxuan just now. His smile came from the heart.

"Miss Shen's vision is naturally trustworthy." Wei Qin also laughed.

"Okay, before I'm hospitalized, find a time to ask her over. I have something to tell her."

"Are you talking about taking apprentices?"

Chu Kong glanced at Wei Qin lightly, and turned back to the mean piano master: "What are you asking so many for! Let's go to work!"

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Xiao Qimo woke up after nine o'clock in the evening. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a girl lying on the sofa holding a novel and reading with great interest.

The sofa is very big, and the slender she is nestled in it with her legs crossed, making her look very small.

Her hair has grown a little bit lately, and it was loose and smooth, and some broken hair slipped in front of her eyes. She reached out and tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing the faintly shiny red mole.

The soft and warm light was projected over, and the fine fluffy hair on her temples added a bit of tenderness to her. When she restrained her alienation and playfulness, she was as quiet as a doll.

Xiao Qimo used a lot of patience before he got up and rushed over. In the bottom of my eyes and my heart, all burning thoughts are irrational thoughts.

He closed the quilt silently, as if adjusting something.

But a pair of eyes kept staring straight at Lu Mian.

Lu Mian quickly noticed the scorching eyes, leaned towards the head of the bed, and saw a pair of deep ink eyes, staring at her without concealment.

The waves in his eyes were not at all like a gentleman like when he wore glasses.

"you're awake?"

Lu Mian frowned slightly. After taking off his glasses, he was not like people who wear glasses all the year round. His eyes were still full of energy, and his facial features were sharper.

But being stared at by such eyes, no matter how good the mentality is, there will be emotional fluctuations.

She avoided his gaze and asked shallowly, "Are you not short-sighted?"

Hearing what she said, Xiao Qimo instantly withdrew his scorching gaze and coughed lightly, "I'm very short-sighted, I can't see you at all here, I can only see your outline."

"Oh." She nodded. She always felt that his eyes looked like he was going to eat her, but now she understood and said lightly: "I don't know, I don't wear glasses."

When she said this, she didn't notice the man on the bed, and slightly curled the corner of her lower lip.

While speaking, Xiao Qimo had gotten up lazily, and his tall figure fell to the ground, instantly making the whole room seem a little cramped.

Lu Mian also stood up, took the glasses from the bedside table next to them, and handed them over to him.

Xiao Qimo said thank you, and his smile deepened.

Until his eyes fell on something on the small tea table, he silently put away his smile.