Serenade fans, mostly music lovers, can easily distinguish the different sounds of the three instruments.
Piano, violin, cello.
Combined together, it seems like a small symphony orchestra is playing.
The improvisation of the violin is as natural as it wants; the cooperation of the cello is just right, and the heart has a tacit understanding; the addition of the piano enriches the timbre, like icing on the cake, pushing the climax of this ensemble to the highest peak!
…
In the piano room, Jiang Jiujiu closed his eyes and devoted himself fully to the performance.
Not long after, she ended the improvisation and skillfully transitioned to the last movement of "Spring Overture". The light and nimble music, soaked in the beautiful breath of spring, slowly and gently hit the softest corner of people's hearts .
When the last note falls.
The violin, cello, and piano finish neatly together!
As if someone pressed the mute button, everything is silent.
"..."
The barrage also seems to be cleared, clean.
But a few seconds later, he frantically swiped the screen.
—[Did Nuwa pinch me out to make up the numbers? ?]
—[I'm so happy! Was it really not rehearsed, just improvised? !]
—[I have learned the piano for three years, playing new pieces from time to time is still like seeing a saw, and I still can’t remember the piano score. Are these two young ladies humanoid notation machines? ?]
…
This time, the long-lost ensemble could be said to be hearty. Jiang Jiujiu panted slightly and looked at Xiangyi.
Xiangyi was also staring at her, applauding with crooked eyebrows: "You are amazing."
Ginger wine suddenly had a sour nose.
As a gifted child, compared with ordinary people, she has taken a shortcut in learning piano.
But a genius needs to work hard to beat other geniuses.
After learning the piano for more than ten years, it is common for her fingers to develop calluses and blood blisters. Even her parents and teachers would reprimand her.
Only Xiangyi is different.
She will always gently encourage her.
"You...you're doing just fine." Jiang Jiujiu said arrogantly, "You must have been out of action for a long time, and your skills are far worse than before!"
"I am too busy… "
"Excuse! It's all an excuse!"
Even though her talent is higher than hers, she insists on cooking... Jiang Jiujiu is such a hater.
"Do you want to consider going to the Orpheus Orchestra?"
The gangsters were happy when they heard this.
—[Is the Orpheus Orchestra a place where you can go if you want?]
— [Okay, I admit that she can play the cello, but does Orpheus want her!]
— [Don't insult the Orpheus Orchestra, it is a holy place in the hearts of young performers, and it cannot be defiled by people like vase spirits!]
…
There was a lot of discussion in the barrage, but Xiangyi's expression was very indifferent in reality.
She shook her head: "Jiujiu, I want to do what I like."
She doesn't need or care about fame and fortune, applause or slander.
Because I have nothing, so I know what is the most precious.
Jiang Jiujiu pursed her lips, a little sad, but determined to respect Xiangyi's choice.
She pushed Xiangyi out of the piano room: "You go out first, I want to be alone for a while!"
Xiangyi was a little dazed, but she nodded and followed her advice.
The door is closed, the sound insulation effect of the piano room is excellent, Jiang Jiujiu is confident, his small face is close to the photographer's lens, and he says fiercely:
"Opheus invited Yiyi when she was 15 years old!"
"The eyes are not used, they can be donated to those in need!"
"My sister is so good! You are so mad at you!!"