Marina of the Peach City
With some anticipation, I strolled along the path. Indeed, the infrastructure of the No. 3 Middle School was extremely complete. It was more comprehensive than most of the schools in China in his previous life.
Even though I am now a Japanese, I have never forgotten the fact that I am a citizen of China and have the soul of China. It is not that I worship foreign things, nor do I forget my ancestors. It is just a simple evaluation. From the perspective of education or from the perspective of students, the investment in education in China is far inferior to that of Japan. This is the national situation and the fact.
Unfortunately, there was an iron door outside the first classroom of the Arts Building. Through the window, one could vaguely see the piano that was worth 150,000 dollars lying quietly on the stage.
She sighed to herself. A pearl covered in dust. If no one played a good piano, one day she would lose her spirituality and become one of the many ordinary pianos. Perhaps by then, it would only represent the once pale price, and nothing else.
"Hey, which class are you from? Why are you still wandering around here when class has already started?”
A calm female voice rang out from not far away. I wasn't panicking at all. I had already noticed her when she appeared.
It was a very young girl wearing a high school uniform. She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. When she spoke, she looked like an old and arrogant person. She held a stack of books in her arms and looked like she was studying very seriously. However, it was strange for her to appear here at this time.
I looked at him with a strange gaze. She even said that she was the same. Look at yourself. It was already class, but you sneaked here.
The girl probably thought of this as well. Coupled with the fact that she felt my strange gaze, she couldn't help but blush. Then, she explained,
"Although I'm still a first-year student, I've recently obtained permission from the principal to use the piano here at any time. It's completely different from you, who skipped class.”
After explaining for a while, the girl's aura recovered. She stared at my eyes with a look that said, I've already explained, so you have to give me an explanation.
It was only then that I began to carefully examine the girl's appearance. She had a petite figure, but her development was too good. Her towering chest was about to burst out of her clothes. Even though she was hugging a book, it was still unable to hide her fiery figure. Her appearance was not absolutely beautiful, but there was a unique indifference and purity that made her have a charm that others did not have. Her shoulder-length black hair gave her a refreshing and straightforward feeling, but it seemed that her temperament was somewhat inconsistent with her words and actions.
"I'm a new transfer student. I'll officially start school tomorrow. I'm free today, so I came to take a look at the school. I heard that there's a very good piano in the First Audition Room, so I came to take a look.”
I didn't show any special reaction. I simply repeated the lie that I had tried many times.
"Oh? So you're a transfer student. Then I've wronged you. Right, I was just about to go in. Didn't you say you wanted to take a look at that Yamaha Big Triangle? Are you going or not?"
The girl didn't suspect anything after hearing my words. Not only did she dispel her doubts, but she even invited me in, which was beyond my expectations. With such a good opportunity, I naturally couldn't miss it. I hurriedly nodded and said,
"If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to take a look. Senpai, my name is Takashi Komuro. Thank you for letting me take a look at this piano.”
A smile appeared on the girl's face as she nodded and said,"
" It's alright. I'm just taking a look. I won't lose anything. My name is Ma Rina of Peach Castle. But I'll say this in advance. I'm going to practice the piano here. You'd better not disturb me. Otherwise, I'll chase you out.”
After I promised her again and again, the girl took out the key and opened the door.
The lighting on the stage was excellent. Coupled with the sunny weather today, the stage looked even brighter. The piano was covered by a cloth. It was obvious that the school was very dedicated to the maintenance of this piano.
I opened the cloth with Momojo Marina, and a large black three-cornered piano with a completely black matte surface appeared in front of me. It was as black as obsidian and had a mysterious luster.
I was deeply attracted by her at first sight. It was indeed a good piano. Although it was not just based on appearance, I could tell the quality of a real spiritual thing with just a glance. This was definitely a piano that had been created with all my heart and soul, because I could feel the deep love the creator had invested in it.
Momojo Marina opened the piano's cover and placed the piano score in her arms on the piano stand. The eighty-eight keys emitted a dense glow, making me unable to help but begin to look forward to what kind of beautiful music it could play.
Sitting in front of the piano, Momojo Marina took a deep breath and moved her fingers. She then gently placed her hand on the keys. Her focused expression made me nod to myself.
A gentle and romantic melody flowed out from her fingers, which was very suitable for the opening song. A soothing song like this was suitable for slowly relaxing the stiffness in her fingers. Her decision was not a bad one.
"Song of Spring" was the name of the piece she was playing. It was selected from Mendelssohn's piano solo collection, Songs Without Words (Op. 62), in A major, 4/4 time. This song was the most famous of all the "wordless songs" composed by Mendelssohn. It had a romantic melody that was as soft as flowing water. Although the music form was simple, it was cleverly used to create a beautiful effect with the piano. The performance of Momojima Rina was very good, and the use of the pedal was also very good, showing the meaning of the work very well.
However, I couldn't help but frown, not at her performance, but at the piano itself. This was a good piano, and there was no doubt about it. Just now, I praised the school for taking good care of the piano, but now I take it back.
"I remember the introduction saying that this piano was bought in July last year. I don't know if the school has a professional tuning lawyer, but it's obvious that this piano hasn't been tuned for a long time. Just from that song, I could hear at least 17 keys being off. Logically speaking, the interval between tuning a piano depends on how frequently it is used. It can be as long as three to five months, or as short as one to two months, or even ten days to half a month. However, regardless of how frequently it is used, Even if the piano had been left unused for half a year, it would still need to be maintained and adjusted. However, it was obvious that the piano had been left there since it was bought and had never been adjusted by a lawyer.
Perhaps ordinary people wouldn't be able to hear those keys that were out of tune, but how could they possibly escape my ears? My body's reaction to the music had reached an abnormal level. If there were any dirty sounds, my body would feel uncomfortable. If there were too many dirty sounds, it would even affect my emotions. Because of this, it was almost impossible for me to hear a wrong note when I played the piano. It was also because of this that I couldn't tolerate the fact that I was clearly playing well, but it didn't produce the desired effect.
When Ma Rina was playing the second song, I looked behind the piano and suddenly found a black leather bag under the piano. I quickly walked over and pulled the bag out. When I opened it, I couldn't help but be delighted. This was actually a set of tools for tuning.
I forced myself to listen to Marrina finish playing the Turkish March. When she opened the score and was about to start practicing, I couldn't help but say,
"Senior Peach City, can I trouble you for a moment?”
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