Tang Jinyu played the "Tarantella" in the competition, and her concentration was as good as during the competition.
But he wasn't so nervous anymore, because he played it for his brother this time, so he didn't need to worry about the ranking, as long as he finished playing, he would get applause and a big compliment he heard since he was a child.
Thinking of this, the child's eyes twitched involuntarily.
His arms were relaxed, but the first joints of his fingers were still very firm and steady on the keys. After a few strong accents, a string of happy musical symbols flowed out like clouds and water, and the fingertips felt like they were born to the keys. Yes, the wrists are flexible and relaxed, the fingertips are firm, and they bounce on the black and white keys with ease.
This is a work by Liszt. Playing the master's tune focuses more on the display of skills. The moment Tang Jinyu sat there and started to play the piano, the venue was quiet, and no one needed to speak. I know that the little boy on the stage plays very well.
Even a layman can understand the shallowest two words he expresses—proficient.
When Tang Jinyu was sitting on the piano bench, it seemed that the whole body and the piano were integrated into a whole.
Xia Ye was also looking at the child playing in front of him. He didn't understand music, but he understood the child's diligence.
Not only the piano, his children have been learning musical instruments since they were five years old. For others, this is learning, but for his younger brother, like eating and drinking water, it is an exercise that children must do every day, so that his body can recover a little bit of flexibility.
His children are very obedient, do whatever the adults tell you to do, and never shouted bitterness. He saw that he was so tired and sweaty, but when he raised his head, he smiled again, as if these were already an instinct and not What a hardship.
Xia Ye couldn't understand it, but there were people on the field who could understand.
From the beginning, I was stunned when I heard the song, and then I felt that the rhythm of the change was a little slow, because this song was difficult, and the test was the control of the technique. Little boy, I guessed in my heart that such mistakes may be made because of my young age. After all, it is a dazzling song, and it is really not good to force a primary school student to do too much.
But then, they found that it was the intention of the child playing in front of him. He consolidated his skills and used a slow-practice gesture to grind every fingering. This is not just for showing off his skills, it is promoting the emotion of music , with a non-impatient and rigorous attitude, a little bit to serve the feelings you want to express.
The previous tuner of the musical instrument store didn't leave either. He enjoyed it very much, and looked at the child in front from time to time, shaking his head with emotion. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that the person sitting in front was a calm and calm young player. It was so peaceful.
Tang Jinyu played a song in a very Buddhist way. He didn't know what the adults thought. He just followed Teacher Xia's teaching honestly. it.
When the last chord was played, Xia Ye took the lead in applauding. He was familiar with this. He had heard children playing the piano many times at home. When Tang Jinyu finished playing, his right hand would be raised a little bit, and he would also subconsciously raise his head. Find his little habit.
Others in the courtyard also applauded and praised.
Tang Jinyu got off the piano bench and bowed in a proper manner. Just like in the competition, he was quite proficient in this set of procedures.
Xia Ye went to pick him up, the child saw him running over and hugged him, and then went back to the room to change clothes. When he reached the turn of the stairs, no one saw him, he held Xia Ye's arms with both hands and tiptoed, just like playing a swing, he looked up and said, "Brother, can I play well?"
"good."
"Hehe~"
Tang Jinyu changed her clothes and came down. This time, the people in the courtyard were much more enthusiastic when they saw him again. Many people from the Chen family came to congratulate him. Although Grandma Chen didn't say anything, she smiled happily.
Tang Jinyu stayed with Grandma Chen, and Xia Ye did not sit with the child, but went to accompany Song Yi.
Song Yi didn't miss a single second, and when he saw him, he talked about his work in a low voice.
Xia Ye is similar to him, and he is also the type to go home and work overtime with work. The two of them lowered their heads and talked about the next plan while eating. Although Song Yi was a little tired, he seemed to be in a good state of mind, and his eyebrows were full. With confidence, he is now full of hope for Xia Ye and the company, which is a period of enthusiasm in the early days of the business.
Although he was also in this state a few years ago, this time the business has been bigger, and the achievements are not completely measurable with money, at least Song Yi thinks that they are doing very meaningful things.
He can already see some clues about the change in life that Xia Ye said, but the time for real change has not yet come, and he is looking forward to it even more.
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Song Yi said in a low voice, "Wang Dong said that he hoped the salary would be raised a little more. After I read it, I felt that there was no problem. I have already replied and agreed for you in advance."
"Okay, you can make up your mind about these things."
"And he wants a 'pot'."
Xia Ye didn't understand, Song Yi explained it for him, the newly added Wang Dong was the journalist he had come here to dig. Thousands of dollars, and the other is to ask for a "satellite pot". They are journalists, and they have no other needs. All their hobbies are to watch more programs in various bands and some international famous channels. Xia Ye has just left, and he has chased Song Yi for several days. .
Xia Ye frowned slightly and said, "I don't know much about this either. Please try to satisfy him as far as the law allows, and don't do anything illegal."
Song Yi nodded and said, "Okay, I'll deal with it. It's not easy to handle in the city. You should be able to apply for it in remote areas."
Xia Ye chatted with Song Yi for a while, and then saw Tang Jinyu running to find him.
There were two little girls beside Tang Jinyu, who looked a few years older than him. After running over, the children climbed onto Xia Ye's lap and sat down, hugged Xia Ye's arm and introduced them to them: "This is my brother, my brother. It's a college student, and it's amazing!"
Song Yi: "..."
Your brother will be gone soon.
He had never seen credits in college so quickly, so eager to skip grades to graduate.
Judging from the current situation, Xia Ye will be able to graduate from Qingbei in two years at most. By that time, he will almost open the market in Shanghai, and the boss will just come to sit. Song Yi glanced at the child on Xia Ye's lap, inexplicably remembered the phrase "Little Highness" that the old ape often said, and carefully counted the time. Two years later, the little highness was in junior high school, but he happened to come to Shanghai to live in a school district room. Hold on, the time is just right.
After Tang Jinyu finished showing off, she shook her head and rejected the invitation of the two cousins to take him out to play. She sat in Xia Ye and was fed two mouthfuls of almond milk.
Song Yi was still looking at him, not sure if it was a psychological effect. He felt that their little princes were much better-behaved than other children. Their facial features were exquisite and beautiful, their hair was soft and fluffy, and they were wearing small clothes with a carrot embroidered on the neckline... a bit cute .
The child noticed Song Yi's gaze and looked up at him. Song Yi immediately retracted his gaze and continued to eat seriously.
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