This star is a bit cold

Chapter 11
Generally speaking, Shenzhou Conservatory of Music is a very open school, and all kinds of people coming and going, unless they look particularly suspicious, they will basically not block them.

Whether it was coming in to attend lectures or visits, there were no excessive restrictions on all of them, so Ye Che came in very easily.

Speaking of which, Ye Che was not uncommonly scrutinized and discussed quietly along the way. After all, Ye Che's appearance can be said to be quite capable even in the confrontation with those stars who rely solely on their appearance.

And although the Shenzhou Conservatory of Music has as many handsome men and beautiful women as cattle and horses, Ye Che still does not disappear from everyone.

However, these are quite indifferent things to Ye Che. After all, he has been an actor for such a long time, so it is naturally impossible for him to be nervous and cramped because of other people's attention.

Speaking of which, the Shenzhou Conservatory of Music is indeed not that big. As a very experienced road idiot, generally speaking, it is impossible to find the destination without wandering around for an hour or two. However, under Ye Che's persistent asking for directions, , he finally came to the piano room that he was thinking about.

After a general look, Ye Che, who confirmed that there was no one in the piano room, just walked in.

With the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunlight in winter shines through the mottled tree shadows into the clean and bright piano room where there is only a white piano. It was this scene that made Ye Che's heart calm down. Slowly walking towards the piano, Ye Che, who was gently stroking the black and white keys, felt his heart tremble suddenly.

Perhaps, although there are some things that have been determined not to touch again, when they meet again, all defenses seem to be crumbling.

For the time being, Ye Che settled down, pulled away the chair in front of the piano and sat down. After roughly moving his fingers, Ye Che finally put his hands on the piano keys.

Although he wasn't sure how much he was at his peak level, Ye Che subconsciously played "Moonlight Sonata".

Generally speaking, this piece is quite difficult. The first two movements are okay, but the difficulty of the third movement has risen a lot.

Of course, what I’m talking about here is technical difficulty. For a piano piece to be interpreted perfectly, emotional input is essential. In Teacher Ye Che’s words, he is very talented in music, but his emotional input is often insufficient. .

As one tone after another sounded in the empty piano room, these melodious rhythms gradually conveyed delicate mourning, like calm water surging quietly, or like a bright moon hanging high in the sky but only silence.

The tender and calm melody makes people full of fantasy, unconsciously, the sad and melancholy emotions are subtly evoked.

Ye Che's playing in the front was fairly smooth, but the obstacles he encountered in the back became greater, especially when he was about to enter the third movement, Ye Che even felt that his hands were about to fly.
This is a typical case where the brain understands and the hands do not understand.
He persisted in playing for a while, and finally, Ye Che, who felt that there was a high probability that he would not be able to interpret this piece now, stopped regretfully. Before he could sigh melancholy, a voice suddenly came Coming from behind Ye Che, Ye Che was so frightened that he almost jumped up from his chair.

"Why don't you continue? There must be more in the future, right? Huh?"

When Ye Che finally regained his composure and turned his head to look, a tall girl with a rather cold expression was staring straight at him.

Although there was no superfluous expression on the girl's pretty face, Ye Che couldn't help being stunned by the desire and passion in her eyes.

"Or is this a new piece by some master? Could you please tell me." Seeing that Ye Che didn't respond immediately, the cold girl urged rather impatiently.

"You shouldn't be able to hear it elsewhere." Ye Che, who recovered from the fanaticism in the girl's eyes, stood up politely, "Because I haven't released it yet."

"Oh?" The girl who didn't have many eyes on Ye Che at all suddenly became sharper. After looking Ye Che up and down, she said truthfully: "Frankly speaking, I don't care about Ye Che." I thought such a piece would come from you, after all, you look like you haven't played it for a long time."

"The name of this song is Moonlight Sonata, you just go find it." Ye Che, who didn't explain too much to the girl, glanced at the girl and continued: "Speaking of which, why did you come in so silently? It's really scary." Made me jump."

"I will look for it. If there is really no one here, I will apologize to you first." Bowing slightly to Ye Che, the girl continued to explain in a cold tone: "I have always walked like this, plus you And very focused, sorry I came uninvited."

He seems to be a polite person.
Ye Che just had this idea, and the next second, the door of the piano room was opened by a student again. The student who opened the door and saw this scene was stunned for a moment, and then, as if because he saw something extraordinary. He became excited, but before he could say anything, the expressionless girl pointed her finger outside and said coldly, "Go out and close the door."

Ye Che looked at the student who closed the door of the piano room with embarrassment: "."

I take back what I just thought in my heart
"I don't like wasting time on things I'm not interested in." Probably seeing Ye Che's surprised eyes, the deserted girl explained briefly, "I think socializing is a troublesome thing, so I just Calmly stated my reasonable request."

Ye Che: "."

It seems like what you said makes sense.
Oops, I can't be CPU
Shaking his head, Ye Che, who shook the ridiculous thoughts out of his head, sighed, and then said: "So, student, what do you want to do now? If you want to use the piano room, you may have to Wait a little longer."

"I want to hear you continue to play that song." The girl standing there said concisely: "Although I just followed the sound so I only heard part of it, but I think that if this song is played in its entirety, Might as well add another page to the pianists' score."

"Is that so?" Before Ye Che could figure out how to reply, suddenly, his cell phone, which had never rang once in 800 years, rang. He took it out and saw that it wasn't Su Mo, but an unknown local number.

Ye Che, who glanced at the girl standing still and didn't bother to go anywhere else, simply answered the phone directly, and then, Ye Che, who habitually pressed the hands-free button, was about to put his ear up to hear what the other party had to say .

In the next second, a series of cannon-like questions and self-talk rang out in the empty piano room.

"Hey! Is it Mr. Ye Che?! "Metamorphosis" is your work, Mr. Ye, right?! It's so well written, Mr. Ye! It's a great honor for our publishing house to receive such a manuscript! I don't know Mr. Ye, you Do you have time to share your creative experience? I really hope.”

Ye Che: "."

Uncle, since you are from the publishing house, you are considered a scholar after all, can you be more reserved.
At least give people a space to speak
Finally, how should I define my behavior of subconsciously turning on the hands-free but the other person did say such a lot of words?

Before Ye Che could think, the next second, the girl standing in front of him tilted her head slightly, and then asked in a cool and slightly puzzled tone: "Is it true that you are in this situation?" Is it the so-called pretense? Or according to what my former teacher said, this is called appearing in front of others?"

Ye Che: "."

"You are neither shocked nor appreciative." Ye Che replied quite seriously with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly: "So this should not be regarded as pretentious."

"That's it." It seemed that she was taken aback for a moment, and then, the girl with a cold face suddenly opened her mouth slightly, made a very rough expression of shock, and hurriedly clapped her hands, "It's amazing, it's amazing."

Ye Che: "???"

Why do I feel like this person is mocking me?
"What are you doing?"

"My former teacher said that it is a very pleasant thing to appear in front of others. If you say no to that appearance, it doesn't count. So, I am trying to please you."

Ye Che: "???"

Why do you feel that you, a serious-looking guy, are a little out of order?
(End of this chapter)