Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 438 Piano Music and Study Session [4K1]

In fact, before sitting down at the piano, Watanabe Yu wanted to play "First Love" first, and then let Yuki sing along, to get a feel for the female solo.

But when he actually sat down in front of the piano and reached out to touch the black and white keys to test the sound, his thoughts suddenly changed.

He suddenly wanted to play something else.

For example, the piano piece that became completely popular because of the author's death.

It happened to be raining outside at this time, and the sound of the raindrops set off the atmosphere perfectly. Perhaps the only flaw was that the season was not right.

Theoretically, this piece of music would sound better when played on a snowy Christmas day, as the sad and melancholy feeling would be even stronger.

But there are not so many idealized scenes in the world.

It has to be winter, there has to be heavy snow outside, there has to be a piano in front of the protagonist, and most importantly, the protagonist's emotions have to be there. The only thing that can meet so many conditions at the same time is probably a movie plot that has been "stuck" countless times.

So from another perspective, "imperfection" with flaws is actually a kind of "perfection" in a real sense.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Yu closed his eyes and placed his hands on the black and white piano keys.

He suddenly began to understand the state of mind of those piano masters.

Since perfection with "flaws" is also a kind of "perfection", then when your "flaws" are iconic enough and your professional foundation is solid enough, then this "flaw" will become your personal style.

At the same time, your audience will remember you because of this. After all, people with strong personal style always leave a deep impression on others.

"Yu?"

Yuki Hayakawa looked at him who had suddenly fallen into deep thought and called out to him cautiously, with a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.

"Nothing, I just suddenly figured out something."

Watanabe You waved his hand, then slowly exhaled a breath, feeling inexplicably relieved.

Then, he took a deep breath and stroked the piano keys in a very relaxed manner.

Then, following the melody of "Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence" from memory, he began to play.

For him, the current performance is not just a performance, but also a process of "verifying" his ideas.

If his perception is correct, then in the future, his understanding of "personal style" will be able to reach a higher level.

Some things are just like this. Just because you have summarized them doesn't mean you really know them. You have to practice first, prove them in practice, and then reflect the process and results of the proof in writing. Only then can you be considered to have initial mastery of them.

And when you are able to explain this theory to a layman and make them understand it, you can be considered to have fully mastered it.

"Oh……"

Listening to the melodious melody coming from the piano, Yuki Hayakawa first responded softly, and then her eyes fell on his fingers.

She knew that he could play the piano.

After all, he had demonstrated it in front of her before, but his piano skills at that time were only mediocre.

Although the skills are already at entry level, they are just at the entry level. In layman's terms, there will be no big, obvious mistakes, but there is nothing outstanding either.

But now it's completely different.

Whether it is fingering, proficiency on the piano, or mastery of melody and rhythm, he has taken a whole step forward. It is no exaggeration to say that one should look at others with new eyes after three days of absence.

Speaking of the melody... To be honest, she had never heard of this piano piece, but the melody at the beginning was quite catchy.

It is a bit regrettable that the audience for piano music on the music website is still too small. Compared with traditional pop songs, most piano music is created by a small number of niche enthusiasts.

But it is quite suitable for use in movies.

In the empty living room, the sad melody flowed freely, and the corresponding emotions were also mobilized.

"Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence" is both a piano piece composed by Ryuichi Sakamoto and the theme song of the movie of the same name.

After the movie was released, it did cause some waves, but it did not break out of the circle. Correspondingly, the song "Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence" was only recognized in professional fields and did not really become popular.

Later, as Ryuichi Sakamoto played the interlude from time to time over the next forty years, the song gradually came into the public eye, but it was only slightly more widely circulated.

——It was not until Ryuichi Sakamoto passed away that this song finally entered the international stage.

At least he didn't know this song until Ryuichi Sakamoto passed away.

“I still think the master bedroom’s en suite bathroom is a little small.”

On the second floor, Ayana Amamiya came out of the master bedroom and sighed.

She didn't understand why these developers were still so stingy with the size of the master bedroom bathroom even though it was at the villa level.

The size of the master bathroom here is about the same as the master bathroom in the single-family house they live in now.

To put it bluntly, the area of ​​this villa is such that it meets all the requirements, but in the end, they just didn't make it work.

"But the public bathroom on the first floor is quite large."

Ryoko Hamabe picked up the interior layout map in her hand and pointed with her slender fingers to the location of the bathroom on the first floor. The size of the bathroom in the picture was quite satisfactory, and it already felt a bit like a bathhouse.

"So this makes it very... huh?"

The Saint Miss frowned, then raised her eyebrows and pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

"It should be Yuu or Yuki playing the piano."

Hamabe Ryoko also listened carefully.

"It's Yuu."

Watanabe Akie took two steps forward and leaned on the railing on the second floor. Her eyes passed the lit crystal chandelier and fell on his back as he turned his back to her.

It must be said that even though the boy was dressed casually and not in a suit, his straight back still gave people a very energetic feeling.

"Have you ever heard of this piano piece?"

So Amamiya Ayana asked in a low voice.

"No."

Hamabe Ryoko shook her head.

She didn't know much about piano music.

"..."

Watanabe Akie didn't say anything, but she had some more guesses in her mind.

In a sense, it seems that the brat is really starting to develop in the direction of an all-rounder?

I was tinkering with pop songs before, but now I’m tinkering with piano music.

And it's not just random music. As far as the melody is concerned, this piano piece is not bad at all.

"okay I know."

Amemiya Ayana said this in a voice that only the three of them could hear, and then shrugged.

After saying this, she stopped talking and just listened quietly.

In the flowing sad melody, she seemed to see the brilliant fireworks rising into the night sky, the snow-covered earth illuminated by the fireworks, and the tired face that was also looking up at the fireworks.

I’ll ask him what this song is called later!

*
At the same time, in a coffee shop in Bunkyo Ward.

"No, why is it that after only one semester, the knowledge points have become such that I don't recognize it and it doesn't recognize me?"

Looking at his book full of notes, Tongshan Hema grabbed his hair in distress. He had listened carefully in class and taken notes seriously, so why didn't he know how to do it after class?

He even had only one day off. Well, including today's sudden holiday, it should be two days off. His memory of the knowledge points became extremely vague.

"Let me correct you. We have been in school for three weeks. After this week, it will be a month."

Sitting opposite him, Takakura Maki held her chin with her left hand, looking at the heavy rain outside, with a hint of sleepiness between her brows.

She began to miss the big bed at home.

"Isn't the monthly exam coming up soon?!"

Kiriyama and Ma's expressions suddenly changed.

If Maki hadn't told him, he wouldn't have noticed that, Chao, it seemed like there were only a few days left before the monthly exam.

"Yeah." Takakura Maki nodded, "So I think my boyfriend still has to work hard, at least not worse than last semester, right?"

Last semester he ranked 17th or 18th in his class, which was a pretty good ranking.

But she felt he could improve a little more.

She is 11, so he better be 12 so they can go to the same university.

"Then I need help."

Tongshan Hema spread his hands, but the next second, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly became deflated again. He slumped on the table like a salted fish, looking like the first place winner in the backing out competition.

“Last semester, I burned out.”

The reason he was able to get that rank last semester was, firstly, the absence of the most competitive person in the class, and secondly, the study session that Maki held at the end of the semester.

Without Maki's earnest teaching, his class ranking would probably still be around 20th or 30th.

Anyway, it's stuck in the middle, neither going up nor down.

"You haven't burned out yet." Takakura Maki took over his words, "You're just getting started. If you want to burn out, you have to wait until you get into college."

"Can't it be burned out in advance?"

Tongshan and Ma started to act lazy and act like a spoiled brat.

It was indeed his suggestion to drag Maki out for a study session, but they had already studied for two full hours. That was the cram school for the 100-day sprint to get into the University of Tokyo, so they should take a ten-minute break, right?
"What do you think?"

Takakura Maki turned her head and lowered her eyes slightly to her boyfriend's face.

To be honest, if she didn't know that he was pretending to be so weak, she really wanted to punch him to help him cheer up.

"I feel like… well, no."

Kiriyama and Ma hesitated for a moment, but in the end they didn't try to be clever and gave an honest answer.

"Then you are still self-aware." Takakura Maki paused, "So, do you want to have a study session? I mean the kind with more people, um, the kind we had at Yuki's house before."

She knew his character very well.

Strangely enough, he would only become serious when Watanabe was present.

You could say it was the strange desire to win between boys, but that wasn't entirely true. At least he had no intention of competing with Watanabe. You could say he was in a good mood because his friends were present, but that didn't seem to be entirely true. In short, that state was hard to describe in words.

To put it simply, it's probably more active.

"I have no problem with that. It mainly depends on whether Yuki or that Watanabe guy has time."

Kiriyama and Ma still had that lazy tone, but the radar warning was already at full blast.

Girls' moods are always changeable.

In school, Maki can chat and laugh with Amamiya Ayana, but when they are together in private, there is a question mark.

This is especially true when Ayana Amamiya is not around and only Yuki Hayakawa is around.

He still remembers what Watanabe told him before, that there were six girls in a girls' dormitory who formed twelve groups.

Obviously, Watanabe was just talking about it for fun at that time, but somehow, ever since he started dating, his impression of this "fun" has become deeper and deeper.

"Yuki shouldn't be busy, but as for Watanabe, I think you should just ask him directly."

Takakura Maki lowered her eyebrows and fiddled with her bracelet.

"I'll ask him when we get home."

Kiriyama and Ma left themselves some leeway.

To be honest, he actually wanted to drag Watanabe to hold a study session together, not because he could brag to this guy, but simply because his teaching method was very suitable for him.

It must be said that Watanabe is really good at teaching people, especially good at teaching him.

The study and problem-solving methods shared by Watanabe are quite simple, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that they are extremely simple.

In short, every time after a study session with Watanabe, he had the illusion that he could rank among the top three in the class.

As for why it wasn't first, it was because in his opinion only Watanabe could get first place.

But unfortunately, due to this guy's absence last semester, he was not in a motivated state to study until the end of the semester.

"It's all right." Takakura Maki replied without even looking up. "Compared to this, I care more about why you are more nervous about Watanabe's emotional issues than he is. What I mean is that every time you mention issues related to Watanabe, you always leave room for him, which is uncharacteristic."

She had always known that Kiriyama Hema was not a humble person.

Quite the opposite, in fact, in daily life, he is a person who loves to joke, is not serious, and is a bit of a prankster.

Although he didn't say everything he wanted every time, at least three or four times out of ten he said everything he wanted.

But once the issue of Watanabe Yu is involved, these three or four times will be relegated to one time, or even zero times.

By the way, zero times account for the absolute majority.

At least that's how she remembered it.

"Because I'm not him, there are some questions I definitely can't answer for him."

Kiriyama and Ma were stunned at first, but then he reacted and began to explain seriously.

"Really?"

Maki Takakura narrowed her eyes and examined her boyfriend like a cheetah examining its prey.

She usually doesn't point it out, not because she doesn't know, but because she doesn't want to mention it.

"I don't need to lie about this, right?"

Tongshan Hema sat up and spread his hands helplessly.

"...That's true."

After looking at him several times, Takakura Maki withdrew her gaze, chuckled and shook her head.

"Anyway, you go ask Watanabe and I'll ask Yuki."

She personally supports the study group.

Firstly, she wanted to see how Yuki and Watanabe got along, and secondly, Watanabe teaching someone was considered a professional match.

When she teaches someone, all she can say is that she is worried about him/her.

(End of this chapter)