School Grass - William Castle

Chapter 47 The Divine Creation's Violin 2
"Oh."

After hearing this, An Yuxi clenched the body of the piano tightly.In fact, he can play every note of any difficult score without making a mistake.What it takes others three years to learn, it takes him at most one year, which is related to talent and hard work.

However, he knew that he was a little against the violin.Since I was forced to practice at the age of two, my beautiful childhood was spent in a "see-saw" sound.

He knows that the truly perfect music is connected with the soul, and the music related to the soul is the ultimate sound of nature.

"Brother Yuxi, I feel very happy listening to you play the violin! Music is what brings happiness to people, not only for yourself, but also for others."

"Oh...music is joy..."

An Yuxi nodded, thoughtfully.He suddenly felt that some parts of the violin became cute.

It's probably because of Hua Xiaoyi.Happy music is for yourself and for others.This kind of music makes sense.

"Xiaoyi, do you want to learn?"

He looked up and looked at her.There are sparkling lights in the star pupils.

"I want to! But... can I do it? Can I really learn it? I never dared to think about it. Is it too late for me to learn now?"

She lowered her head, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but her desire became stronger.

"Hehe...you idiot. As long as you like it, you can learn it. Like music has nothing to do with age, it only has to do with mood."

An Yuxi gently placed the violin on her open hands.The sun shone down, and the surroundings were psychedelic.

The violin, like a flower in the dark, blooms deep in Hua Xiaoyi's heart.

"This violin is really beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful and delicate violin. It is so beautiful that it is not a product of the world!"

Hua Xiaoyi's eyes lit up and she admired.

"Well. This violin was handed down from the ancestors. According to my father, it has a history of more than 300 years. It is purely handcrafted and has a long history. It is so far away."

There was a trace of pain in An Yuxi's eyes - because the ancestors were from a violin family for generations, so they were destined to play the most beautiful and beautiful music in the world like the thorn bird, and spent their whole life doing it, like an inescapable violinist. Curse.

The dense flower vines wrapped around the body of the piano are a kind of spur, until the suffocation of life.

"Then this piano is so precious, Brother Yuxi, you better keep it. I'm afraid it will be broken accidentally."

Seeing the nervousness on Hua Xiaoyi's face, An Yuxi laughed softly.

"Have you figured it out? Do you want to learn it? But I have to tell you the premise, Xiaoyi, listen clearly—the violin is the most difficult instrument in the world to learn! You have to be mentally prepared."

"cracking?"

Hua Xiaoyi looked at him in surprise.

"Don't question it! This is recognized in the music industry! The piano is the king of instruments, and the violin is the second. However, the difficulty of the violin is definitely not comparable to that of the piano!"

An Yuxi said solemnly.

Hua Xiaoyi was holding this exquisite violin, her watery eyes shone brightly, shining brightly.

She also nodded seriously. "I like it! I want to learn!"

"Then from now on, I'm going to teach you the most basic fingering. First, the posture of holding the piano..."

As An Yuxi said, he tried it out for her to see.

Then, put the piano on her arm and teach her to hold it correctly.

His warm breath blew past her ears lightly, and there was a burst of lotus fragrance.

The sun was warm and so was he.

A few strands of hair brushed against his face, and a burst of sweet fragrance hit his nostrils.

He lightly held her finger to draw the bow. The golden strings were soaked in the soft waves of the sun. The bow was like a paddle with water ripples spread out. It was as magical as magic. A crisp note rang through the clouds and went straight to the sky.

There is a sound that suddenly blooms in the depths of his and her hearts. It is a wonderful feeling-music is joy.Gift it to yourself and others!

(End of this chapter)