Jiang Shifeng is Jiang Shiyu's older brother, Song Ci's uncle.
In Coleman's autobiographical movie, there is also the plot of the character Jiang Shiyu. In the movie, Jiang Shifeng is played by a Chinese actor. When "Le Chi" went to China for casting, countless first- and second-tier male stars had tried the role, but later a fourth- and fifth-tier niche won the opportunity.
Later, "Le Crazy" won the Oscar for Best Film, and the actor's worth has also risen accordingly, and now he is a quasi-first-line actor in China.
Song Ci knew that she had an Uncle, but this was the first time she saw Uncle's appearance. Song Ci stared at Jiang Shifeng's appearance, and if he looked closely, he could still find similarities with Jiang Shiyu on Jiang Shifeng's face.
Their eyes are all narrow and long, and such eyes are very charming. Jiang Shifeng's appearance is not very handsome, he can only be regarded as average, but his charming eyes have added a lot of points to him.
Song Ci looked away from Jiang Shifeng and settled on Coleman's face. She stared at the hearing aid on Coleman's ear and asked loudly, "How is Jiang Shifeng's piano skills?"
Coleman didn't hear clearly at first, Song Ci asked patiently again, and Coleman finally understood. He replied: "Feng is a very good pianist. At that time, our piano skills were best friends."
Coleman is a talented pianist, and Jiang Shifeng is the kind who is talented and willing to work hard. He is the only opponent Coleman recognizes among his peers.
Song Ci saw Coleman's admiration for Jiang Shifeng, and she asked curiously, "How does he compare to you?"
Coleman commented very seriously: "Compared to me, it is slightly inferior." On the piano, Coleman has always been proud.
Coleman is a world-renowned top pianist, and Jiang Shifeng is only slightly inferior to him. It stands to reason that he should be a well-known pianist.
But Song Ci had never heard of a pianist named Jiang Shifeng in the piano world.
With doubts in his heart, Song Ci didn't ask if he was unhappy. She approached Coleman again, and asked curiously: "There is no Jiang Shifeng's name in the piano world now, did he abandon the piano later?"
Hearing this, Coleman thought of something unhappy and stopped talking for a while. He turned around in silence, leaning on a cane, and groped to the side of the sofa.
Coleman sat down slowly, leaning on the armrest of the sofa.
The assistant brought the coffee and invited Song Ci and Han Zhan to sit down.
Most people with autism are very paranoid, and Coleman is such a paranoid person to the extreme. He has many fixed little habits, and will not allow anyone to change them without authorization. Once someone disrupts his way of life, he will become very anxious, and then become panic, irritable, and even crazy.
At this moment, he is holding a coffee cup in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand, paranoidly trying to scoop up the sugar cubes on the plate on the table and put them into the coffee cup. But he couldn't see anything now, so he tried many times in a row, but he still failed to scoop out the sugar cube.
Coleman started to get irritable.
Frowning, he said quickly in French: "I can't see. I can't see. I can't see where the sugar is. I can't see anything."
Coleman violently overturned the coffee cup in his hand, threw away the spoon, put his hands on his head in panic, and repeated: "I'm blind, I can't see the sugar, I can't see the keys, I can't see it anymore Can't play the piano, I'm a useless person, I'm a useless person"
Han Zhan reminded Song Ci in a low voice: "He's having an attack."
Song Ci stood up and tried to comfort Coleman, but as soon as his hand touched Coleman's arm, Coleman pushed her away like crazy. "Do not touch me!"
Han Zhan quickly hugged Song Ci and took her to a safe place.
The assistant came out of the kitchen when he heard the commotion, and seeing that Coleman was going crazy, he acted calmly and methodically. "Okay Coleman, you have no problem, you need to calm down now, calm down, let's take our time, I will help you find the sugar. Coleman, calm down."
Coleman hugged his head and curled up on the sofa, his body trembling constantly. After shaking for a long time, he gradually regained his composure under the comfort of his assistant.
The assistant patted Coleman's arm lightly, and said to Song Ci: "Coleman is an autistic patient. After he became deaf and blind, he always fell ill due to various trivial things. His current situation is very dangerous."
Dangerous to others, dangerous to himself.
The world of autistic patients is already very painful. Now that Coleman is blind and deaf, and can no longer play the piano, he will naturally feel hopeless and want to commit suicide.
It took Coleman more than half an hour to regain his composure. He sat down again, adjusted his tie in slow motion, then tilted his head, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still there, Cherry?"
Song Ci gave Han Zhan a reassuring look before walking up to Coleman and telling him, "I'm here."
Song Ci sat down at her original position. Before she could decide what to say, she heard Coleman say, "Cherry, I can no longer touch the piano. My life is boring. The piano has given me the joy of living, but now, I've lost my only joy."
"Cherry, it's really hard for me to live. I don't want to leave all the time. For me, death is the only release."
"Cherry, I'm a weakling."
Coleman suffered from an illness in France, and his mood was a little depressed. The neat blond hair above his forehead hung down a few strands. Song Ci hesitated for a long time before reaching out and gently tidying the hair on Coleman's forehead for him.
Coleman was nervous at first, but he was forcing himself to accept Song Ci's touch.
After finishing his hair, Song Ci asked, "Coleman, can I hold your hand?"
Coleman clenched his fists and straightened his back.
He is very nervous.
Every pore of his body was clamoring for reluctance! But he finally nodded gently, "Yes."
Song Ci tentatively reached out to Coleman's hand, and as soon as he got close to Coleman's finger, Song Ci noticed that Coleman frowned uncomfortably.
She waited for Coleman to get used to it, and then she spread her five fingers, tapped gently on the back of Coleman's hand with her fingertips, as if she was playing a piano.
Coleman didn't understand what she was doing at first, but soon, Coleman relaxed. He closed his eyes and hummed the same tune as Song Ci's piano score.
Soon, Coleman's mood completely calmed down.
Song Ci stopped tapping, and she told Coleman loudly: "Coleman, your piano is in your house, you only need to walk a few steps back to touch it."
"It's there, and it will never leave you. Coleman, although you can't see it, you have been with Qin all your life, and it has long been engraved in your heart."
"Even if you can't see it, your hand can still move, and you can get to know it again. It is your friend, and it will definitely fall in love with you soon."
Coleman followed Song Ci's words to think about such a possibility. For some reason, he bent his lips and smiled. "You're right. I can still move my fingers, so I shouldn't have given up."
From this moment on, Coleman regards Song Ci as a confidant, and she can understand his heart.
Seeing that Coleman's face had regained its brilliance, Song Ci was also happy.
She said to Coleman: "Coleman, I would like to invite you to accompany me at the Queen Elizabeth Violin Final in three months' time." Candidates for the final accompaniment. Seeing Coleman today, she finally had a candidate in her mind.
Coleman was a little surprised, "You want to invite me to the final?" In his current state, Song Ci still wants to invite him
"Yes." Song Ci wanted to give Coleman more motivation and pressure. After thinking for a while, she said, "My mother must have wanted to win the Queen Elizabeth Champion Award, but unfortunately she didn't have the chance. Coleman Man, would you like to accompany me to win Queen Elizabeth's Champion Award?"
When Coleman thought of Jiang Shiyu, his heart was filled with fighting spirit.
Fight for her!
"good!"
Song Ci was relieved when she received Coleman's affirmative answer. "Well, in three months, we'll see each other!"
Coleman took a sip of coffee, thought of something, and said slowly: "Before, you asked me, did you, Uncle, give up the piano later?"
"Ah." Song Ci had forgotten about this, and when she heard Coleman mentioning Jiang Shifeng again, she hurriedly said: "Yes, I think, if Jiang Shifeng had been playing the piano, according to his level, he would have It should be the piano master. But I have never heard of his name."
Coleman kept stirring the coffee with a spoon, obviously the sugar cube inside had already melted, but he still didn't stop.
When he was stirring the coffee, the spoon would make that ear-piercing sound at the bottom of the cup, which made Han Zhan's bones feel uncomfortable. Han Zhan said to Song Ci: "You guys talk, I'll go out to catch my breath."
Song Ci suppressed a smile and nodded.
People like Coleman really can't get along well with him.
Coleman didn't notice that Han Zhan was gone, he was still stirring the coffee. Song Ci stared at the back of Han Zhan leaving, and suddenly heard Coleman say abruptly: "Twenty years ago, your uncle was caught in a storm of work theft, and he was set up to break his knuckles. Since then, I can no longer play the piano."
Hearing this, Song Ci's eyes widened in shock, "Have your knuckles broken? What's going on here?" You have to hate someone so cruelly that you can break a pianist's knuckles!
That completely cut off Jiang Shifeng's dream!
"This, I don't want to talk about it." Coleman didn't want to talk about the pain of his old friend, so he kept his mouth shut. He is autistic. When he doesn't want to talk, no one can force him. If he is pushed, he will go crazy.
Song Ci also knew that Coleman could not be forced, so she didn't ask again.
After sitting with Coleman for a while, Song Ci got up to leave.
The assistant sent Song Ci away.
Standing by the flowers in front of the door, the assistant told Song Ci: "Cherry, Mr. is very happy today. Your words made him regain hope in the piano. Thank you very much."
Hearing this, Song Ci still didn't dare to really relax. She was worried that after she left, Coleman would still be overwhelmed and do stupid things, so she decided to stay in the old city for a few more days. "I'll stay here for a few more days. If it's convenient, I can come and chat with him every day."
Hearing this, the assistant was overjoyed, "That would be the best."
Han Zhan also agreed with Song Ci's decision, and they stayed in a nearby hotel. When Song Ci went to accompany Coleman the next day, Han Zhan stopped following him.
He is sure that Coleman has no love for Song Ci, but the elder's feelings for the younger generation, and it would seem cautious to go with Song Ci.
At noon on the third day, Song Ci had lunch with Han Zhan, and then went to a dessert shop to buy a box of macarons. She walked to Coleman's house on foot, and before she entered the house, she heard a man's voice.
The man spoke Cockney English, and he was telling Coleman the plot of a movie. Although the voice was loud, it still gave people a very educated feeling.
A look of doubt appeared on Song Ci's face.
who is this
Song Ci walked into the room with a dessert box, and saw a strange man standing beside Coleman's piano.
The temperature in Lyon in summer is only about 20 degrees. The man is 1.75 meters tall and wears a light brown British-style suit. But from the back view, he is a man with elegant demeanor.
Song Ci stood in the middle of the living room, smiled lightly, and then asked, "Coleman, did I disturb your reminiscence with your friends?"
A little far away, Coleman didn't hear Song Ci's voice, but the guest did.
The guest turned around and met Song Ci's eyes. The man has narrow and charming eyes, but his eyes are as clear as water. After seeing Song Ci's appearance, the man's eyes suddenly tightened.
He stared blankly at Song Ci, and couldn't help shouting, "Xiao Yu."
Song Ci guessed the identity of this person when he heard the sound of light rain.
He is Jiang Shifeng, Jiang Shiyu's brother, her uncle!
Jiang Shifeng's appearance has changed a lot since he was young, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes spread out like the tails of goldfish, full of signs of age. His temples are slightly white. Compared with the elegant and elegant young man in the photo, the change can be described as earth-shaking.
Probably the wings of dreams were broken, and the edges and corners were smoothed by life, so they aged quickly.
Jiang Shifeng quickly woke up from the state of ecstasy. "You are not Xiao Yu."
He walked up to Song Ci quickly, stared at Song Ci's cheek that was almost similar to Jiang Shiyu, and asked cautiously, "Are you Song Ci?"
Song Ci nodded. It seemed that Jiang Shifeng already knew of his existence. She held up the macaron box and asked with a cautious smile, "Mr. Jiang, do you want to have a cup of afternoon tea together? I have macarons here."
"good."
Jiang Shifeng and Song Ci went to the roof of Coleman's house for afternoon tea.
The assistant had already made black tea. Seeing Song Ci and Jiang Shifeng coming, he said hello and went down.
The weather here is cool, Song Ci put on a thin windbreaker over the suspender dress. The sun is shining right now, and it is still somewhat hot. She took off her trench coat and put it on the back of the chair.
Jiang Shifeng saw that it was too cool for Song Ci to take off her clothes, and worried that she would catch a cold, so he got up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go downstairs to get something."
"good."
After a while, Jiang Shifeng came back. When he came back, he had an extra men's shawl in his hand.
Jiang Shifeng put the knitted shawl on Song Ci's shoulders, covering those round and fair shoulders. "You are pregnant now, so don't catch a cold. This shawl was originally a gift I was going to give Coleman this time, and I haven't had time to use it for him yet. Don't dislike it."
Song Ci tightened her shawl, feeling warm in her heart. "Thank you Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Rufeng felt lost when he heard Mr. Jiang, but he couldn't express it.
Jiang Shifeng picked up the teapot and poured Song Ci a cup of black tea. Song Ci took the opportunity to glance at Jiang Shifeng's hand. There was a scar on the knuckles in the middle of his five fingers.
He literally had his knuckles broken.
Song Ci had deep doubts about Jiang Shifeng's broken knuckles, but he couldn't bring it up in front of Jiang Shifeng.
After pouring the tea, Jiang Shifeng unbuttoned his suit and sat down. Looking at Song Ci's pretty face, he suddenly asked, "I heard that you have a twin sister who is a virus expert?"
Song Ci nodded, "Yes, her name is Song Fei, and she was born five minutes earlier than me."
Jiang Shifeng nodded and praised: "You are all excellent children, even better than I imagined."
Song Ci drank her black tea, lowered her eyes slightly, and hid the emotions in her eyes, before asking, "Mr. Jiang, when did you know that our sisters exist?"
Jiang Shifeng sighed: "To be honest, I only found out about your existence after talking to Coleman yesterday."
This surprised Song Ci, she said, "I thought Mr. Jiang had seen that movie."
Jiang Shifeng shook his head, "No, I haven't watched Coleman's autobiographical movie. Thinking about it now, I regret it a lot. If I knew you were the heroine of the movie, I should have watched it earlier. That way, I can"
Whatever it is, Jiang Shifeng didn't say any more.
Hearing this, Song Ci felt relieved. After Song Ci knew the identity of her mother, she and Song Fei investigated the situation of Guo Jiang Shiyu's natal family. I learned that my grandparents passed away five years ago, and now there is only one uncle left in my natal family.
Back then, "Music Crazy" won the Oscar for Best Director, and became famous and well-known to every household. Song Ci thought to herself, if my uncle really wanted to recognize them, he would naturally come to them after watching the movie.
But he didn't.
Jiang Shifeng didn't take the initiative to find their sisters, and Song Ci and Song Fei didn't take the initiative to contact her. Now that her uncle didn't want to recognize them, but just didn't know their existence, the knot in her heart was relieved.
Jiang Shifeng may have guessed Song Ci's psychological activities correctly. He didn't want Song Ci to misunderstand him, so he hurriedly told Song Ci: "If I knew about the existence of your sisters, I would have gone to China to recognize you. Man, I never knew you existed."
Song Ci subconsciously said, "But Coleman already knew about it." She thought Coleman would tell Jiang Shifeng.
Jiang Shifeng froze for a moment, then laughed helplessly. He said, "You don't know Coleman. Coleman is very withdrawn. He never takes the initiative to call people. In fact, before today, We haven't met face to face for fifteen years, but we have spoken."
Song Ci: "."
It was because she didn't understand the world of autistic patients, and thought that after Coleman knew about her and Jiang Shiyu, he would take the initiative to contact Jiang Shifeng. Who knew that Coleman and Jiang Shifeng would lose contact.
This time, Jiang Shifeng also heard that Coleman suffered the biggest blow in his life and committed suicide a few days ago. He recalled the friendship when he was young, and he was really worried about his old friend. After many inquiries, he got his old friend's phone number.
After being enlightened by Song Ci, Coleman felt much better. After receiving a call from his old friend, Coleman told Jiang Rufeng about Song Ci's existence.
As soon as he heard that his sister had a pair of daughters in this world, Jiang Shifeng ran to France non-stop to see his niece.
(end of this chapter)