Although he is still a student at school, Yang Jingxing has not been to the North Building for a long time, and it has been a longer time since he walked into the North Building with a girl talking like this and laughing.

Ren Chuyu helped Yang Jingxing and said, "Aren't you more generous here?"

Yang Jingxing: "Otherwise, why would we call it 402?"

Ren Chuyu looked at the old corridor stairs more carefully, and was even a little surprised: "It's just like this... it feels so good. When I was a kid, I went to Huake with my grandparents, and I remember it was like this, almost the same."

This early in the morning, there was no music in the building, so Yang Jingxing could only brag: "Usually this place is busiest in the afternoon or when there are some school activities..."

Ren Chuyu could hear singing and practicing vocal scales in the distance. Maybe this was the atmosphere for her. She listened carefully and felt a little admired: "This is called penetration, isn't it?"

Yang Jingxing made trouble: "Look at me..." He also played a series of musical scales, which was also very penetrating.

Ren Chuyu covered his ears: "It's so explosive!"

Yang Jingxing pointed to the other side and said proudly: "Afraid, stop..." He told Ren Chuyu how the students at the conservatory often played tricks on each other, and all the vocalists had their own methods.

Ren Chuyu found it interesting, but did not support it: "It's so annoying..."

There are no classes in Class 204, and classes in Class 306 are also closed, but they have been requisitioned by the juniors and sisters. Wang Rui also asked Yang Jingxing to urge the juniors and sisters to inherit and carry forward the glorious tradition of Class 306.

It is said that Classroom 402 has no owner yet. Ren Chuyu wanted to go in and take a look, but could not open the door. He could only look around and guessed that the study life in the Conservatory of Music must be very friendly and lively. For example, Yang Jingxing composed music, and all the students came

It's so fun to play.

Of course, the two of them can still recall some of their high school life. How many times on weekends, these foreign students went shopping and ate together, which was quite fun.

It was almost half past eight when we came out of the North Building, so time was tight. But Ren Chuyu said that she had never heard a formal concert in the concert hall in her whole life, so Yang Jingxing took her to the concert hall to see it again.

It was almost time for class, and the campus was quite lively. Although only a few people took the initiative to say hello, Ren Chuyu was 100% sure: "You must be a celebrity in school!"

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "You too."

Ren Chuyu curled her lips and smiled with disdain: "Do you really think...he's not half as old as Shang Pu?"

Yang Jingxing would think: "It's a good thing I'm small, otherwise many people wouldn't be able to see that I brought a beautiful woman here."

"I knew I wouldn't come." Ren Chuyu regretted and worried, and then thought of others who share the same problem: "That Tao Meng, Wang Fanxuan!"

Yang Jingxing was even more shameless: "Tao Meng was a long time ago, everyone who remembers her graduated... Wang Fanxuan didn't accompany me to leave like this, she is only famous."

Ren Chuyu chuckled, and then discussed it with a guilty conscience but also seriously: "Don't tell them... don't tell them at the alumni recruitment, otherwise they will think that you are not interested. Yesterday Jiang Qing said that she wanted to come."

Yang Jingxing had a request: "She can't play the piano, so what is she doing here?"

Ren Chuyu was very excited: "The first thing I do when I get home is practice piano!"

I visited the concert hall for a while, and then stopped by to check out the school’s piano store. Yang Jingxing ordered an upright piano from the piano store, but it has not arrived for more than two months.

The person in charge of the music store did not hide, but happily came out: "Teacher Yang, it's so early!"

Yang Jingxing explained: "I'm not here to play the piano. I'm just bringing my friends to have a look."

The piano store was even more enthusiastic: "Welcome, please come in."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I'm in a hurry, no need."

The person in charge understood: "Oh, don't delay... Teacher Yang's piano will have to wait for a while. It must be very beautiful. Your name and the dragon pattern are on the side panel, and it is gilded..." Originally, Yang Jingxing just

I wanted to support the school's business, but the piano store took it upon itself to communicate with the manufacturer, and then it became a customized one for the pianist. People from Steinway also contacted Yang Jingxing, knowing that Yang Jingxing was born in the year of the dragon, and drew many dragons for him to choose from.

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Yang Jingxing nodded his thanks and signaled Ren Chuyu which direction to go in. He really had to hurry up.

Ren Chuyu seemed to have some affection for the piano. While walking, he looked inside the piano store and smiled at Yang Jingxing: "There is a melody, do you remember...doresolsolmi..."

Yang Jingxing stopped him quickly, wanting to dig into the cracks in the ground: "How do you still remember? I don't know how high the sky was." When he graduated from high school, he gave it to Ren Chuyu as a souvenir.

Ren Chuyu seemed to like seeing Yang Jingxing's panicked look, and became more serious: "I remember memorizing the one hundred and fifteen notes backwards, and I also thought about filling in the lyrics... but I couldn't fill it out well."

Yang Jingxing said: "It is not used to write lyrics, and the singing quality is not strong."

Ren Chuyu nodded, very happy: "I know, because I can't play well, and I can't fool around..."

Yang Jingxing looked at Ren Chuyu and boasted: "This needs to be done by a professional, you amateur player... go back and let you feel it."

When he returned to the piano store, Yang Jingxing took the time to stop being polite: "Which piano can I play?"

The piano shop was very generous. The most expensive grand piano was brought out, the stools were set up, and even a chair for Ren Chuyu was brought in. Tea was served.

After being asked to sit down with a tea cup in hand, Ren Chuyu looked at the three people standing neatly next to him. Not knowing what to do, he looked at Yang Jingxing.

In front of the piano, Yang Jingxing's current mind is on art: "Let me think about it..."

After letting the pianist think for a while, the bystanders also became serious. Ren Chuyu thought seriously: "I have it." He took out his bag, took his wallet, took out a folded paper from the wallet, unfolded it, and handed it to

Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing noticed it: "You have wanted to laugh at me for a long time."

Ren Chuyu, who was expressionless, pursed his lips and twitched the corners of his mouth, which was probably a slight apology.

The person in charge of the music store was very interested: "What piece of music?"

Yang Jingxing ignored him and looked at it himself.

When he graduated from high school, Yang Jingxing drew a staff in Ren Chuyu's graduation album and wrote a piece of music with more than 20 measures. In fact, it was not a piece of music, just a line of right-hand notation, with no chords, let alone much discussion.

The single-note melody is similar to a rough and outdated cell phone ringtone, so Ren Chuyu doesn’t need to blame herself for not being able to play it well.

Ren Chuyu gave Yang Jingxing this piece of staff paper. It was copied strictly according to the author's manuscript, including clefs, beats, and notes. There were no other markings or names. It should have been drawn with a black pen. The tadpole was drawn better than Yang Jingxing's.

Neat and beautiful.

Yang Jingxing placed the uneven sheet music on the music stand and put it away carefully while thinking about it.

Being a genius, he doesn't need too much time to think about it. After reading the score for half a minute, Yang Jingxing turned to Ren Chuyu and said, "Here we go."

Ren Chuyu pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

Yang Jingxing was also one-handed in the beginning, but he was much more particular about priorities than cell phone ringtones.

Ren Chuyu held the tea cup and pursed the corners of her mouth deeper.

Four measures later, Yang Jingxing started working on his left hand, adding chords, and the music suddenly became much richer. The people in the piano shop seemed to understand and nodded, and Ren Chuyu, who had learned the piano, was also pleasantly surprised.

The music was quite beautiful and suitable for the taste of high school girls. After listening to a few more bars, Ren Chuyu thought of something and put the teacup on the ground casually. He quickly took out his cell phone and started taking pictures of Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing was not affected and continued to play seriously.

It turns out that the melody of one hundred and fifteen notes, which is only one minute long, is obviously not interesting enough for high school friends who reunited after several years apart, so Yang Jingxing had to continue.

General variation development and improvisation are not difficult for Yang Jingxing, but they don't seem interesting enough. In the next three minutes or so, Yang Jingxing expanded the one hundred and fifteen notes into a complete piano song

The music enriches each of the original phrases, or intersperses some musical emotions between the original phrases that can be expressed more delicately after more life experiences. It also goes a step further based on the taste of high school students and makes the colors more colorful.

Richer.

One hundred and fifteen melody notes can only be regarded as the outline of the script. In more than three minutes, Yang Jingxing tried his best to turn the outline into a movie scene. In the original brisk rhythm and childish grace, Yang Jingxing seemed to have added sadness

, added heaviness, added joy, there are endless narrations, there are ups and downs of light and dark, some are indescribable, some need to be pondered, and some are immediate.

Although it is still a ballad, and it is mainly pleasant to the ear, it certainly cannot be used in competitions, but it should be fine for publication, and playing this piece in a conservatory should not be looked down upon.

Ren Chuyu was sitting upright with his cell phone in hand, only his eyes were moving. Most of the time he was looking at Yang Jingxing, and occasionally he switched his gaze to the cell phone screen. He looked like a full-time photographer, with only one thought and no other emotions.

Although some people in the piano store were waiting for customers to try out the piano, their expressions were quite appreciative.

Both voices are here, the main melody of the bass on the left seems to be more poignant, but the treble on the right is a series of fine, brisk and courageous moves that are absolutely dazzling. The people in the piano shop can obviously hear the clues, and the expressions of admiration, Ren Chuyu still focused on the video.

After showing off his skills for a while, Yang Jingxing put down his left hand, and the music returned to the outline, changing the rhythm and color, ending with the beginning of the one hundred and fifteen notes, creating a lingering feeling.

As soon as his hands left the keyboard, Yang Jingxing changed his face and looked at Ren Chuyu: "How about a professional one?"

Ren Chuyu was still recording, and several people from the music store applauded vigorously.

Yang Jingxing picked up the score, folded it along the previous marks, stood up and handed it to Ren Chuyu. Ren Chuyu stood up to take it, kicked the teacup, and water and tea leaves were scattered on the floor.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." Ren Chuyu looked embarrassed and apologetic, and became expressive.

The people at the music store stopped clapping and were quite happy: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

Yang Jingxing also said: "Water is wealth. The source of wealth is everywhere, and the source of wealth is widespread."

The person in charge of the music store laughed: "Mr. Yang is right, you are right. Thank you, lady... the music is really nice and the melody is very good."

Another person also liked it very much: "It's the first time to hear Teacher Yang playing the piano so close, it's so... great!"

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Sorry to trouble you, she has to catch a flight..."

The music store gave guests a grand farewell and welcomed them back. Ren Chuyu said goodbye with embarrassment, and then commented to Yang Jingxing: "The quality is so high...Music students all like to call each other teacher, it seems."

Yang Jingxing felt: "Bad habit... Fortunately, I survived it and became a teacher."

Ren Chuyu hehe: "...you are so good at improvisation, you are really professional!"

Yang Jingxing was proud: "It's just like mathematics and physics, and I can do the same when faced with new problems."

Ren Chuyu nodded in agreement: "You are just smart..." and put the score back into his wallet.

Yang Jingxing said: "Go faster, in case there is a traffic jam."

Ren Chuyu nodded: "...do you remember? You originally wrote it in my graduation album. I played it several times, so I copied it down if it was inconvenient. I happened to bring it here."
To be continued...