beauty winner

Yang Jingxing looked at the girl's hand, it was a performer's hand, the skin on the back of the hand seemed to have no lines, the slender wrist to the fingertips were uniformly white and tender, the fingers were long and straight, the nails were smooth and shiny with a clear crescent white.Yang Jingxing seemed dissatisfied with only appreciating it from one angle, and wanted to turn the girl's hand over. During the movement, his fingertips seemed to touch the palm of He Peiyuan's half-held hand.

Of course, the palms are keen and vigilant, and He Peiyuan made a hand-twitching movement. Although she didn't pull away, combined with verbal urging, it was like a warning: "Hurry up, I tied it myself."

"Let me study it." Yang Jingxing argued, still picked up the thumb armor with his right hand, and controlled the girl's thumb with his left hand, looking for the angle to compare the length: "Is this so?"

He Peiyuan nodded, but there still seemed to be some dissatisfaction in her expression.

Yang Jingxing pulled the thread again. He could only pull it with one hand, and he was reluctant to let go of his left hand. The efficiency was really low.

He Peiyuan stretched her arms to observe the beginner's movements. Although Yang Jingxing was holding her hands, she had to straighten her arms to keep a safe distance. trembling.

Yang Jingxing was still stroking the line slowly, as if he was deliberately procrastinating.

He Peiyuan protested vaguely in her throat, and forcefully snatched her right hand, which was becoming more and more difficult to support, from its claws, and then tried to complain even more and gave the eager rascal a look. The girl moved the chair with her buttocks, facing the workbench He put his right hand on the table, as if waiting for the doctor to feel his pulse, but he seemed to be a little resistant to the doctor.

Yang Jingxing smiled and continued. He seemed to be serious and concentrated. He pinched the thumbs of Yijia and He Peiyuan with a few fingers, and his right hand was responsible for winding the thread. In fact, he would do it too: "Is it okay? Don't you loose it?"

He Peiyuan hummed, and raised her thumb up a little more cooperatively.

Yang Jingxing wrapped it round and round with great care and attention, wrapping red silk thread around Yijia and the girl's fingertips, as if he was immersed in making high-end handicrafts, but he also had time to look at the girl's face.

He Peiyuan was watching, and caught the current situation: "Hurry up..." After all, art is controlled, and I didn't dare to be too strict.

Yang Jingxing pays attention to quality, and it seems that he also pays attention to artistic conception, and doesn't care about speed.

He Peiyuan didn't urge her anymore.

The studio was very quiet, it seemed like there was no one on this floor.

Finally, after nearly a long minute, the thumb was wrapped, and Yang Jingxing showed off: "It's not bad."

"That's it." After a long time of not speaking, the opening seemed to be rusty, He Peiyuan dragged the hand on the table back, but it felt like there was a lot of friction.

During the time the girl was checking her thumb, Yang Jingxing made rapid progress. He had already prepared the armor and silk thread for his index finger, and he was ready to start work at any time.

He Peiyuan didn't seem to be reconciled, she put her right hand on her chest and looked at Yang Jingxing: "Okay, I'll do it myself." It seemed to be a discussion.

Yang Jingxing stretched out his hand: "Hurry up...don't exploit me."

Looking at each other, He Peiyuan looked a little pitiful and pleading.Yang Jingxing was indifferent, showing no sign of softening his heart: "You are lucky Sanxian..."

He Peiyuan pouted and frowned, and reluctantly stretched out her right hand again, put it on the table, then turned her palm over so that the palm was facing down to cover it, and raised her index finger upwards.

Yang Jingxing started to work, not only half-holding He Peiyuan's index finger, but also almost completely suppressing the girl's palm, the palm even stuck to the back of the girl's hand.

He Peiyuan's body was a little stiff, and she sat upright, holding her left hand on the armrest of the chair, as if to ensure that she could use her strength to grab her right arm back at any time.

Yang Jingxing reduced it to using only two fingers to control He Peiyuan's index finger, so that it is convenient to wrap the long armor, compare the length, and find the winding point.

He Peiyuan's fingers are very soft, it seems that she can't straighten them, but she can play with them freely, Yang Jingxing only needs to gently pinch and lift them to straighten them.

Yang Jingxing found the most ideal construction angle, which is to hold He Peiyuan's tiger's mouth with his left hand, his thumb and index finger cooperate to pinch the girl's index finger, and his other three fingers rest on He Peiyuan's palm.

It started, the silk thread was wrapped around the first circle and the second circle, the two of them were concentrating on the posture, it seemed that they even had to pay attention to breathing when doing this.

He Peiyuan's right hand is closely attached to Yang Jingxing's left hand. Of course, the skin of men and women can feel the similarities and differences between each other, but I don't know if there is any artistic resonance between the fingers of the piano and the fingers of Sanxian.Or whether the pulses of these two silent people meet each other between the palms and backs of the hands, or whether they meet on the narrow road between the fingertips and the belly of the fingers...

Yang Jingxing was very confident, he didn't ask for expert's opinion anymore, and the index finger was already easier to wrap, so although he seemed to be more careful, he didn't lose efficiency, and he used it for a shorter time than his thumb.

He Peiyuan kept watching, and when she knew the work was finished, she began to curl her fingers: "Okay..."

Yang Jingxing let go: "...Is it okay?"

He Peiyuan withdrew her arm and nodded indifferently.

Yang Jingxing gave a humble life: "When it's time to pick the thorns, you don't pick them. It's obviously not good enough. Continue next time."

He Peiyuan protected her right hand, and her little white eyes muttered: "I think it's beautiful."

Yang Jingxing said: "...Okay, let's take a look at the score first and explain the main points."

On the music stand of [-], there can only be at most three manuscripts side by side, and there are five manuscripts in total, so two more manuscripts are clipped under the music stand, because there is almost no free time to turn the music during the performance.

It's not a song with innovative connotation, elegant difficulty, although it is a manuscript, it is quite neat, and the marking is more specific.He Peiyuan also seems to be able to understand the emotion of the song very easily. She only needs to explain a little bit about the composition, and she basically understands it. However, this girl can't believe the tacit understanding between the two: "...are you with me or me with you?"

Yang Jingxing was confident: "I'm with you, you can do whatever you want."

He Peiyuan snorted: "...I don't think the timing of these three pauses should be too deliberate, just a little difference."

Yang Jingxing still nodded: "You can do whatever you want..."

After four or five minutes of talking on paper, it is better to practice the truth as soon as possible. Two people face the score at an angle, and form a triangle with the score stand at a distance of more than half a meter to ensure that it can be unfolded.

The score starts with three strings. He Peiyuan checked the beat again, and while stretching and warming up her right arm, she notified Yang Jingxing: "It's started."

Yang Jingxing also put on a posture and nodded.

He Peiyuan didn't play any typhoon, just pressed the strings and plucked the strings as if she was practicing at random. The first measure was not finished, and only four notes came out. The girl frowned and stopped, looking for the reason why her sound and rhythm were making a fool of herself: "... Can the chair be fixed?"

Yang Jingxing helped fix the wronged chair.

He Peiyuan made a gesture again, brewed it up, and put on a more serious posture. After posing for a while, she looked at Yang Jingxing, complaining and accusing her of grievances: "You were disgusting just now... It disgusted me, and it affected my performance!"

Yang Jingxing said, "Actually, I was disgusted too... Let's move around and find out." He let go of the guitar and did stretching exercises.

He Peiyuan seemed to appreciate the rascal's attitude of admitting his mistakes, she smiled slightly, and moved her knuckles, elbows, and knees a little.

Yang Jingxing worked hard to stretch, but: "It's so hard to get rid of distracting thoughts."

He Peiyuan pouted again: "It's all your fault, I'll just say I'm bothering you... I don't have any distracting thoughts, I'm fine!"

Yang Jingxing didn't hold the piano: "You come..."

He Peiyuan lived up to her expectations, the first bar went well, the second bar was still good, and then she saw Yang Jingxing hurriedly picked up the guitar, she smiled triumphantly before continuing to concentrate on reading the score.

In the third section, Yang Jingxing was added as the bass part, which seems to be the role of the bass, to support the Sanxian from the long and simple tones of the first few tones to the light and joyful.

He Peiyuan ignored the guitar and continued with her own rhythm and melody.The sanxian in this piece has no sense of inheritance, except that the timbre cannot be changed, and the music color can hardly find the shadow of tradition at all.In fact, this untitled three-string guitar ensemble has a similar emotional color to "Only You Know This Is a Love Song".

After paving the way for the colorful prelude, Sanxian enters the main topic and presents the first theme. It is still the product of the melody upstart, which is pleasant to hear, but this time, the melody upstart seems to be not so straightforward. This theme includes its next variation , the emotional color is not clear, there is no joy or sadness, maybe it is a little melancholy, but the rhythm is slightly dynamic.

When Sanxian played the first theme, the guitar also began to add drama to itself, no longer playing a supporting role, but having its own theme to echo Sanxian.

He Peiyuan, who was carefully reading the score and playing, seemed to need an opponent, so she quickly gave Yang Jingxing an encouraging look while she was concentrating.

Sanxian and guitar present their first theme and variation development in the form of two parts respectively, and the counterpoint method involved is still the key point of compositional technical theory, and the melody and rhythm of the two parts have changed from independent at the beginning to Slowly approaching or even merging, that is where skill and inspiration play a major role.

The end of the first theme is that the two musical instruments are repeated at the same time. The emotional color is concrete and clear, and it is positive and joyful. He Peiyuan is obviously feeling the music, and she glanced at Yang Jingxing with a smile.

Let’s start with the second theme, which is reversed this time. The guitar plays the leading role in the treble part, and the sanxian plays the role in the bass part. This theme soon takes on a more intense color. The second theme is actually the first part of the music.

The creation of ** is not only the rhythm and strength of the melody, Yang Jingxing also let the two instruments exchange roles here. Every time the respective theme is changed, the roles of the high and low voices are exchanged together. There seems to be a close connection between them.

He Peiyuan should like this kind of role reversal, and looking at Yang Jingxing again, her eyebrows and eyes are shining.

With the progress of the variation, it is the same technique again, the high and low voices are getting closer, the strength is getting stronger, the rhythm is getting tighter, and the notes are getting denser.After the fifth variation, the song seems to be coming to an end and back to normal, but the next sixth variation is really a stroke of genius. At this time, the sanxian and guitar continue to repeat in octaves, but this time not only It is the second theme of the variation, and it has also been developed. Using the method of combining the first theme, a phrase of two bars has been developed into four bars. It is really surprising, and the pleasure brought by the music is almost exponential.

He Peiyuan was engrossed, her fingers were flying fast, her jaw joints were moving, her neck was also moving, she didn't blink her eyes, and she didn't notice that her followers were laughing at her while playing the guitar.

After combining the two themes with variations, and then continuing the variations, He Peiyuan played with her mouth open, as if she had entered a state of ecstasy.After all, she is a professional, and she has successfully completed the most important part of the whole piece by sight-reading, and she may also feel satisfied. At the next rest, the girl almost looked at the guitarist with a smile on her face.

The guitarist was actually laughing too, why, you follower, He Peiyuan changed her expression of white eyes, went back and continued to focus on the ending.

The ending is a feeling of eloquence, and there are even no chords in the end. The two instruments cooperate with you and me to complete a soft and unusual melody, and they go far together until they are invisible.

After playing the last note of the whole piece very typhoon, in the lingering sound, He Peiyuan looked at the guitarist, smiled and continued: "...it's okay...of course you are more familiar than me, and you are less proud. The guitar is originally you The second musical instrument, master taught me well." But after the sarcasm, he still smiled.

Yang Jingxing put the guitar on the table, and then stretched out his hand to grab the guard of He Peiyuan's chair. He Peiyuan's chair was fixed, and he pulled himself over.

The two of them are almost knee-to-knee, but He Peiyuan still has a three-stringed string in her arms, and this girl may have a gentleman's heart for a villain's belly, and she may think that a rascal who has just been baptized by music will not do anything wrong no matter what. Therefore, in the face-to-face exchange, He Peiyuan didn't seem to be panicked or frightened, and her expression was a little innocent and ignorant of the dangers in the world.

Yang Jingxing wanted to take the sanxian, but He Peiyuan let go of it without any resistance, or she couldn't hold it firmly, and then watched Yang Jingxing put the string on the table, the girl didn't seem to realize anything, and continued to be ignorant, her eyes were full of innocence in shining.

Yang Jingxing held the left and right armrests of He Peiyuan's chair with two hands respectively, left his chair gracefully or tentatively, and approached He Peiyuan with his upper body.

There was no malice on the face of the other party, it was serious, and He Peiyuan watched this serious face approaching her. Except for blinking eyes, the girl's body was almost motionless, and she seemed not even breathing.

Yang Jingxing was not in a hurry, but the distance was only so small, that is, in two or three seconds, he had already half stood up, and his straight eyes were only twenty or thirty kilometers away from the girl's ignorant eyes.In the continuous staring at each other, Mudang was obviously not a direct opponent, and now he was condescending, and Mudang was defeated, and the girl closed her eyelids.The girl with her eyes closed is really beautiful, even the breath that begins to emerge is beautiful.

The girl didn't even look at it, so Yang Jingxing was impolite, speeded up resolutely, and kissed the girl's slightly small and thin lips in one stroke. There was lipstick, a little fruity, and warm.

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