In the anime, who is not a childhood sweetheart?

As usual, Yuan Qianye sat down in front of the piano and put on his headphones.

The piano that Touma Yoko bought and displayed in the store was not a traditional piano, but an electric piano.

A traditional piano produces sound through physical movement using traditional mechanical devices such as keys, action, and hammers.

The electric piano relies on electronic technology to simulate the sound of the piano.

The processor captures the keyboard input, converts it into digital signals, and finally simulates the tone and sound quality of the piano through an algorithm.

Most of the well-known figures in the piano world prefer traditional piano.

Because the keys of a traditional piano feel more realistic, the delicate touch brought by the resistance and inertia in the mechanism is more important to professional players, as they can provide direct feedback on changes in force and dynamics.

However, Touma Yoko was just in a spur of the moment decision that day, so she naturally didn't think too much about it and just randomly picked a style from a nearby piano shop.

Yuan Qianye thought that the electric piano was also good, not only because he was a novice, but also because when he tried to practice a song he didn't know, he could wear headphones to prevent the noisy music from affecting other people in the store.

He pulled up the piano sheet music on his phone and just as he placed it on the piano stand, a message came from someone he had just thought of.

[Happy New Year, Xiao Qianye, I wish you good health and happiness every day in the new year! ]

It’s Touma Yoko.

After Yuan Qianye replied politely, he also asked about the situation on her side with concern.

When it comes to this, Touma Yoko started complaining. She has been locked up in a hotel since the day before Christmas Eve. It has been a week, but she still doesn't know when she can go out and regain her freedom.

Judging from the current situation, it is possible that she will be locked up for another half a month.

How could a great artist with a free and easy nature have ever suffered such torture? It is no different from being in jail.

In this regard, Yuan Qianye could only feel deep sympathy. Apart from that, there was really nothing else to say. Words of comfort were of no use at this moment.

But Touma Yoko had obviously been holding it in for too long. Since Yuan Qianye had paid attention to her, she naturally would not let him go easily as a chat partner, not to mention that she already had a considerable degree of interest in this boy who was the same age as her daughter.

Touma Yoko: "By the way, did you receive the thank-you gift Auntie bought you for helping her earlier? Did your sister and mother like it very much?"

Speaking of this, Yuan Qianye felt helpless.

The thank-you gift was indeed received, but my mother was not surprised, but frightened.

When Shihua learned that the two bags from the so-called Hermès were priced at over two million, she instantly withdrew her hand that was caressing them.

And the suspicious look he gave Yuan Qianye, as if to say, "Did you really just go out to have dinner with someone else's daughter that night?", appeared again after a long absence.

I definitely won't accept it. This is different from saving Touma Yoko's life before. The cost and return are seriously disproportionate. It's too expensive.

Yuan Qianye [My sister and mother asked me to thank you, but we really can't accept it.]

Touma Yoko: "What's wrong? I spent a long time choosing. This should be suitable for them."

Yuan Qianye [For a family like ours, it's inappropriate to carry a bag like this.]

After hearing what he said, Touma Yoko also reacted.

This is indeed the case with luxury goods.

People with wealth and power will feel classy when they wear clothes, showing off their financial resources.

But if someone with a low reputation and ordinary family background wears it, the first reaction would be that this person is pretending and bought a fake.

Touma Yoko wanted to express her gratitude elsewhere, but Gen Chiye rejected her one by one. Finally, he managed to convince her that the help on Christmas Eve was just a small thing, and made her give up the idea of buying something for him or his family.

However, Touma Yoko's proactive call this time did have some benefits.

A world-class pianist, he has raised a daughter with excellent piano skills.

Yuan Qianye was a piano beginner, and facing such a master, it would be a waste of talent if he did not find an opportunity to ask questions about learning piano.

As mentioned before, Touma Yoko was "jailed" in the hotel. Seeing that Yuan Qianye showed interest in the piano, she naturally became interested as well. She wished that someone would chat with her all the time.

The next moment, she put on clothes to cover her plump body, and a video call came directly. No matter how dexterous her fingers were, it was definitely not as convenient as a direct conversation.

"Hello hello, oh! Xiao Qianye, you look quite handsome in this black and white bartender suit!"

"Aunt Yaozi, you too, I feel like you've had a good rest recently. You look great and even prettier. It's like you're actually growing younger... Hmm? Aunt Yaozi, have you gained a little weight?"

"Alright! If you don't know how to chat, then don't chat!"

Closer to home.

"Xiao Qianye, why are you suddenly asking me how I'm systematically learning the piano?"

"Of course it's because I'm interested."

"Is it the kind of interest that wants to attract customers to Dad's store, or the kind that wants to make a living from this and become famous in the country and even the world?"

"Is this important?"

"Of course." Touma Yoko held up her phone, careful not to let the light hit her legs, and sat down on the sofa by the window. "As for the former, I have a quick plan. You can skip some unnecessary learning. In one month... no, three months is a safe bet. If you practice every day according to my plan, you'll be able to play music that sounds good to an amateur.

As for the latter... although I personally support you, I have to pour cold water on you in advance. The competition in the piano world is far more intense than you can imagine. It requires financial, energy and time investment. Many people have started learning piano since childhood. Four hours a day is just the basics. It takes more than ten years of consistent practice to reach the level of standing out among their peers.

And this is just the beginning. Among these people, those with perseverance will be defeated by those with talent, and those with talent will be defeated by those who are both talented and perseverant.”

"Like you, Aunt Yoko?"

"Me? I'm considered talented, but I'm still a little behind Kazusa in terms of perseverance. That kid, unless she's busy or feeling unwell, will spend a full eight hours at the piano every day."

Dong Ma Yaozi looked at Yuan Qianye's surprised expression on the phone screen, waited for a moment, and then continued to ask,

"So what's your answer, Xiao Qianye?"

Yuan Qianye shook his head. "I'm neither. I just want to improve my piano skills as much as possible. I want a professional like you, Aunt Yaozi, to help me develop a suitable study plan to ensure that I don't go astray in my studies. That's all."

This is similar to the time when I was practicing kendo.

When he first started learning kendo, he had many irregularities in his kendo movements, such as the gestures for holding the sword, and the synchronization of his steps and sword strokes.

If these small details were not pointed out by Busujima Saeko at the beginning, it would take more effort to change them after they become habits.

"Oh, I see. Have you been practicing the piano during this time?"

"Well, I bought the Beyer Basic Piano Course and the Bastian Adult Piano Course, and I'm currently practicing according to the instructions in the book."

"These two books are great. Come on, play two random songs first. Point the camera at the keys. I want to see your hand movements."

"Excuse me."

"You're using a honorific now~ Okay, forget about being polite, let's get started. Let me see if you've improved since the last time you were at my house."

"Ok."

Yuan Qianye placed his hands on the keys, took a deep breath, and began to play.

…………

080: What do you think of my proposal?

It was different from the Canon that was played in front of the mother and daughter when they went to Touma's house before.

This time, Yuan Qianye played Ode to Joy, a piece recommended in the textbook for beginners to practice.

This is also a popular song, slightly easier to play, but the melody is equally beautiful.

Yuan Qianye practiced many times, and it was exactly as described in the textbook.

His ability to coordinate the accompaniment with his left hand and the main melody with his right hand has improved a lot.

Sitting at the piano and playing is no longer awkward, but more comfortable.

This piece should perform well on its own.

At least that's what he thought.

It was only after the song ended that he realized something rather embarrassing.

He left the headphones plugged into the electric piano.

In other words, Touma Yoko, who was far away in Los Angeles, could only hear the sound of his fingers pressing the keys, but did not hear the crucial piano music at all.

But as the gold medalist of the world's top Chopin competition, Touma Yoko is highly sought after by classical music lovers, and naturally she has outstanding abilities.

Before Yuan Qianye could speak, she began with a smile, "It's Beethoven's Ode to Joy. You play it quite well for a novice. There are a few minor issues with the rhythm, but with more practice you can gradually improve it.

You've been practicing for more than five hours every day lately, right? After you played at my house, Hesha whispered to me that your fingers were like firefighters disobeying orders, darting back and forth between the keys they were about to press, putting out fires everywhere.

Now, although your gestures are still a little unstandardized, at least your posture is much more relaxed and natural. To be honest, your progress has far exceeded my expectations."

It's amazing that he can imagine the song I played just by watching it.

Gen Chiye was even more impressed by Touma Yoko.

However, his daily practice time in this room was not more than five hours as she said.

He only came to the store to help out during the holiday after Christmas. He would find some time to practice in his busy schedule every day, but it was probably only two to three hours.

But even so, his piano level quickly improved from the original level to LV2.

Perhaps it was because of the growing genius's binding assistance that he improved too quickly, which affected Touma Yoko's judgment.

But there is no need to deny such a small matter.

Yuan Qianye asked sincerely, "Aunt Yaozi, do you think there is anything I need to pay attention to or improve?"

It was only after he formally tried to get in touch with it and immersed himself in it that he discovered the fun hidden in the piano.

Unlike kendo, which focuses on expressing the beauty of body and movement, piano is an expression of sound and emotion. From Bach of the Baroque period to Chopin of the Romantic period, to various works of modern musicians, the process from being unfamiliar and unfamiliar at first to gradually mastering the ability to play, the satisfaction gained during this period is quite fascinating.

Now that I have the conditions, there is naturally no reason to miss the opportunity to make myself stronger.

"It's impossible to understand your current situation in detail based on just one piece of music, not to mention that I didn't even hear the sound just now, so I can only get a rough idea.

Is it convenient for you over there now? If possible, please unplug your headphones this time, turn up the piano a little, and move your phone farther away, behind you, so that I can see both your hands and feet at the same time.

Yuan Qianye nodded to show that he understood.

In addition to the most iconic black and white keys of the piano, there are three pedals with different functions underneath, which are also extremely important.

They carry different functions. If you step on them at the right time during the performance, they can produce the effects of sustaining the sound, making it soft or weak.

Proper use of pedals can make the sound, style and expression of the performance show more delicate changes.

Touma Yoko wanted to see how well her hands and feet coordinated at this stage.

Yuan Qianye turned around and glanced inside the store.

Of the two tables of guests, one had already stood up and went to the bar to pay the bill.

There was another table with a young couple sitting in the innermost corner, chatting and laughing affectionately, looking completely immersed in their own world. It seemed that even the sound of the piano would not affect them at all.

“Welcome next time.”

Yuan Qianye politely greeted the customer who paid the bill and left, then thought for a moment, took a stool from the store, and placed his phone on it.

During this period, Gen Sanada noticed his son's actions, walked over and happened to meet Touma Yoko in the video. The two greeted each other in a friendly manner.

Everything was ready, and Touma Yoko specifically asked Gen Chiye to play the canon he had played in front of her before, so that she could make a comparison.

This is of course no problem.

After the song ended, Yuan Qianye took back his phone and looked at Touma Yoko's puzzled expression, feeling uneasy.

"Overall, it's much better than last time. The progress is obvious, but why... I always feel something is weird."

Dong Ma Youzi couldn't figure it out herself, so she asked directly,

"...Why do you occasionally use a few abrupt accents while playing?"

Yuan Qianye was shocked. Did he hear all this?

He thought he had made extremely delicate adjustments.

"Is it obvious?"

"Huh? Judging from the way you look at it, you know you have this problem. Then why do you still do this? On purpose?"

Yuan Qianye remained silent.

In fact, during his second performance, he subconsciously used his "ghost brain" to make his playing more perfect.