Chapter 198：

The day trip to the Geneva Conservatory of Music ended with a guided tour of Professor De Ville.

Professor Deville is the deputy dean of the violin department at the Geneva Conservatory of Music. His last student was his student at the college. I used to think that this is a serious and stereotyped professor. I will go online on anything, until... He will see the professor again after ten years.

"Oh, I really didn't expect to see you at the Geneva College. Xiaoqi, I like your music very much! I love to watch the show in Brussels. It's great! Come here, let's come together. Ok!!"

Although Professor Deville taught more than a dozen students, he was not very familiar with the professor, but now...when the professor's style has become so enthusiastic and humorous! ! !

After all, I saw the teacher of the student era, laughing and beheading, and the tone was a bit unnatural: "Thank you... cough, thank you for your kindness, I think Mr. Dorensa will be very happy to get your evaluation. ”

"Oh no, no, it doesn't have much to do with Weiai. I like your piano more! It's a great sound, great!"

戚暮: "..."

This kind of feeling that was praised by the former "Devil Teacher" is so strange...

Under the leadership of Professor Deville, the "outsiders" and the masks of the sunglasses masks wandered together and walked the entire violin department together. While walking Professor Deville, he kept saying "Oh, here is the violin department." "Keeping the piano room", "This is the place where the students gather", "This is the rehearsal hall"...

In the face of these familiar places, I have to smile and answer "Oh, is it?", "It's so beautiful here..."

When the sunset was completely falling under the horizon, he stood in front of the imposing black iron school in Geneva College. He saw Professor Deville excitedly said: "Small seven, I did not expect that we will be separated so soon. If you have a chance to come to our college in the future, there are many students who like your music very much!"

I remembered the students who were "very fond of their own music". They couldn't help but swallow their mouths, then smiled and nodded. "Okay, thank you for your invitation. I will occasionally cough, often come and see." ”

Professor Deville said as he kept shaking hands with him. The professor in his fifties looked enthusiastic and did not miss the crazy fans.

When I heard Professor Deville suddenly said, "You and your friends can come and see it often," he suddenly realized: "Professor Deville, you... really don't know who he is?" , 戚暮 pointed to the side of the sunglasses hat Mr.

Professor De Ville said: "Not your friend, Xiao Qi?"

Deeply sighed, he smiled helplessly: "He is indeed my friend."

闵琛: "..."

After the trip to the Geneva Conservatory of Music, one night, I watched a man keep holding his hand and repeated "Devil's guy touched twice!", "There is a The boys also touched it once!!", "There is still a girl who touched it three times!!!".

After waiting for the ambiguous expression of "a short time is no longer a step into the Geneva Conservatory of Music", the two talents sighed with relief for the rest of their lives and began the next day's trip. The two walked past Swan Square, St. Pierre Cathedral, Lake Geneva, and when they left Geneva, it was the morning of the third day.

After the plane landed slowly at the Vienna International Airport, he and his sister returned their belongings to their apartment and then went to the man to find the familiar places.

When I walked downstairs to the apartment where I lived for nearly ten years, the handsome young man looked at the window that had once again lit up, silenced for a long time, then said: "When I came to Vienna last year, I used to be here. I stood there for a few hours. At the time I felt like the room was close to me, but there was no way to go back."

Listening to this, I looked down to the side of the donkey and didn't open my mouth.

"But then I thought about it. It seems that it is no big deal. The new life has already begun. There is no point in the past."

The response was a man’s more clenched hand, and the hot temperature was transmitted along the place where the fingers were attached, so that he couldn’t help but lick the lips and hold the other’s hand.

On the warm and humid spring evening in Vienna, under the gorgeous purple light of the city, I returned to the bridge hole that had been filled and sat for one night. The temperature in the night is still a bit low, but he did not feel the cold at all. The loneliness and loneliness of the past ten years have completely disappeared this night.

He has already relied on it, and he will never be alone. The long life will never be alone.

On the second day of returning to Vienna, he and the monk cleaned the apartment together. If you don't like to ask the hourly workers to disturb your living environment, you must always be diligent in cleaning. This apartment is too big. After the two people have finished cleaning, it is already a sunset and the night falls.

Sitting in the quiet and magnificent piano room, pressing the piano keys from time to time, the nine-foot Steinway made a clear and moving sound, and smiled and said: "You still remembered when you remembered. I asked you once, guess what I did in the piano room?"

闵琛 眸 眸 recalled: "Is that you really want me?"

The mouth was slightly twitched, and I simply ignored the other person’s answer. He coughed and said: “I was actually playing the piano. I didn’t have much money at home when I was young, so I didn’t learn piano, but some The basic scales and songs will still pop up, like this."

戚暮 Very casually played a short practice scale on this beautiful and elegant piano, the **** is very messy, but still can hear the coherent melody.

"Played well." He gave a pertinent evaluation.

He said with a chuckle: "Is it honoured to get the approval of Mr. Auston Bertram?"

"No, it is his pleasure to hear a great violinist playing piano music in a rare way."

Speaking of love words, you naturally don’t want to let.

The quiet moonlight shines into the house from the clean and tidy floor-to-ceiling windows. Because of the thin layer of snow-colored window screens, the moonlight is like snow, making the piano room with only one lamp more clean and bright. .

In such a quiet piano room, a distinguished violinist is playing a simple piano piece under the leadership of an equally distinguished pianist.

The melody from the beginning of the simple monotony, to the next more complex and diverse, until the end 戚暮 simply pulled his hand out of the other hand, surrendered: "Well, I will not play anymore. Are you really whimsical and want to take me to play Islam?!"

He sighed: "You heard it."

戚暮: "..."

Even if he couldn’t hear the words "Islam", Professor Deville, who taught him the history of music, would cry! ! !

I haven't had any temper for this guy, and it's not too late. He got up and left the piano stool, intending to end the piano teaching of this "Miao Miao Bo". But he hadn't left a step yet, and suddenly he heard a soothing piano sound coming from behind.

The gentle music is like the moonlight goddess draped in the sky with a veil, and the white radiance is sprinkled on the earth. The melody was soft and soft. After waiting for the two passages, it began to slowly rush. Even if you didn’t see it, you could imagine that the man’s finger must have formed a virtual shadow at the moment. Press the ground!

I turned to look at it with horror.

I saw that behind the black piano, the handsome and elegant man was holding his head down and playing carefully.

Chords, arpeggios, octaves, slides!

All kinds of gorgeous and gorgeous techniques played easily and easily between the fingers of the man. He couldn’t help but stand behind him and watched him play the fast board quickly. Each tone is over with a passionate end, and the next tone rises quickly and quickly.

From the initial soothing to the enthusiasm of today, from the current enthusiasm to the next gentleness.

When a familiar gentle melody flowed from the fingers of the cockroach, the light-colored scorpion was slightly enlarged, and at this time he finally understood what the strange and familiar song was!

- "Twilight under the moonlight."

In terms of awkwardness, this song should be divided into four chapters, starting with a major, and if classified according to the piano concerto that was made in the past, it should belong to the second piano concerto in a major. 》.

But I don't know why, but I always feel that this song is still a little worse. In general, a piano concerto without the band's accompaniment, just playing the piano is no problem, still can show the theme of music, but this "twilight under the moonlight" makes you feel It is a very important voice.

It is as if Panlong will fly but lacks the longan, and it seems that the formation will be less and less.

He frowned in confusion and waited until the end of the song, he curiously asked: "How is this piano concerto intended to show up? Isn't it with the band? I think it seems a bit Strange place, you didn't finish it?"

Who knows what to say, but he is quietly squinting his thin lips and looking at him: "Do you think... is this a piano concerto?"

"Is not it?!"

In the horrifying gaze, 闵琛