The First Performance at Gao Cheng's Home
Knowing that my modified breathing method was effective, I was excited. I seized the time and repeated it over and over again. It was a very strange feeling. He was playing with the children as usual, playing games with them, and chatting without hesitation. He knew what they were talking about and how to answer them. He even felt that he was more like a child by doing this. He did not have any strange thoughts, and his mind was not distracted by multitasking. It was as if both of them were focusing on their own work, but they could do their own work very well. This feeling was really strange.
However, even though I clearly felt that something was amiss, I wasn't worried at all. It was as if this was only natural.
I had a theory about this. It was probably because my main consciousness had fallen into a deep sleep after reincarnating into this world, resulting in a secondary personality. When my main consciousness woke up, the main and secondary personalities would fuse into one. Because they were originally one, there would not be any conflict or division. However, when I focused on something and gave up some control over the external parts of my body, but hoped that it could do it on its own... His consciousness was divided into two parts. One part represented the sleeping main consciousness, while the other part was the auxiliary sub-personality.
This situation was similar to a division of labor. Of course, there might be more complicated things involved, but that was the case. The only difference was that there was a subordinate relationship between the two. As long as the main personality wanted to, it could immediately take over what the secondary personality was doing. The secondary personality was just a temporary tool.
After understanding this, the excitement in my heart was indescribable.
After school, the Gaocheng family's chauffeur came to pick up Takagi Saya. Using the chauffeur's phone, Rei and I called home separately and told them that we would be going to Saya's house to play tonight. From this, it could be seen how close the relationship between the three families was. Whether it was Miyamoto Agari or Komuro, they all agreed readily. If it weren't for the fact that their relationship was good to a certain extent, they would never let the children do as they pleased.
At this moment, I was a little excited. I stopped distracting myself and focused my attention on one thing. I watched as Takashino Saya and Takeshi Rei chatted excitedly, and I occasionally chimed in. Soon, the car arrived at the Gaocheng family.
Wow, it's really big. Such a big yard, such a gorgeous house, and a three-story building that imitated a western castle combined with the characteristics of oriental architecture. It was elegant, generous, and majestic. As expected, Xaya's house was not comparable to ordinary houses.
As the car drove into the courtyard, the three of us got out of the car. A middle-aged man who looked like a butler stood at the door of the house in a tuxedo that could only be seen on television.
"Eldest Miss, you're back. Madam has already prepared dinner. Madam was very happy to hear that Young Master Komuro and Miss Miyamoto were coming.”The butler gave a standard bow and greeted Takagi Saya before smiling at Takeshi and me.
"Young Master Komuro, Miss Miyamoto welcomes you. Please come in!”
I didn't appear to be in too much of a hurry. To be honest, I had experienced this kind of reception many times in my previous life. It was as if I had gone back in time, returning to the time when I was a musician touring around the world.
Naturally, I bowed and politely said,"Thank you for your hospitality.”
We walked past him as he walked. What I didn't see was that he was staring at my back with a surprised expression.
Walking in from the main entrance, they saw an extremely wide hall. It was probably more than 1,000 square meters. What kind of concept was 1,000 square meters? A square with a side length of more than 30 meters might not be a big deal in the wild, but don't forget, this was a hall. In Japan, where every inch of land was expensive, how much was the living space of a building per square meter? 10,000 or 20,000? Of course, he was talking about the yuan, not the yen or the dollar. " Not to mention anything else, just this castle-like house is worth more than I imagined.
Upon entering the hall, he saw a woman wearing a purple miniskirt and a white fox shawl. Her posture was elegant and her face was exquisite and beautiful, filled with the classical beauty of the East and the beauty of Western sculptures. Her expression was calm and noble, and the smile on her face looked friendly and natural. Her face was 30% similar to Takagi Saya's. There was no doubt that she was Takagi Saya's mother and the mistress of this house.
"Mommy, I'm back!" Takashino Saya greeted his mother politely.
"Alright, alright. Saya is the most obedient." As a result, Yuriko Takagi patted Saya's head while shifting her focus to Rei and me. I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but I felt that the light she was looking at me with was even more intense.
"Xiao, Li, welcome to my house. I've already prepared dinner for you. Let's have something to eat first. After dinner, I'll let Saya show you around the house.”It had to be said that Aunt Yuriko really understood the thoughts of children. At least, she was excited about Rei's character. She could not wait to have a good adventure in this castle-like big house.
I have to say that the interior of the room was decorated with good taste. It didn't give off the feeling of being a nouveau riche, but it didn't give off the feeling of being vulgar either. It was elegant and simple. It was the taste and hobby of a true upper-class person. What especially attracted my attention was the big triangular piano placed in the middle of the hall.
If I wasn't mistaken, it was a piano for a Stanway performance. Although it wasn't a custom-made top-grade product, the quality of the piano was guaranteed. The price of this piano was at least 100,000 US dollars, or even 200,000 US dollars. It was considered a very good piano. Ordinary families couldn't afford such an expensive item, and judging from the fact that the piano was in good condition, its owner must have cherished it very much.
Perhaps it was because my gaze was too passionate, even Auntie Yuriko could tell that I was curious about the piano.
"What's wrong? Xiao, do you want to try that piano?”
I couldn't control my excitement, but I suppressed the spasming sensation in my body to make myself look calmer."Aunt Yuriko, can I? I won't cause you any trouble, right?"
Yuriko gently stroked my head and smiled,""Of course there's no problem. If Xiao wants to give it a try, come, let's go take a look.”
As she spoke, Auntie Yuriko held my hand and walked towards the piano that seemed to be blooming in my eyes. Auntie Yuriko's hand was so soft and warm. It was so comfortable for her to hold my hand.
When I arrived at the piano, naturally, there were servants who opened the piano cover. After everything was ready, Auntie Yuriko held my hand and came to the piano. She gently stroked the keys of the piano with one hand, her expression full of longing and memories.
" No one uses this piano here. I'm the only one who plays it from time to time. Unfortunately, Xaya's father is too busy to be at home. As for Xaya, he has no interest in the piano. I remember when I was young, I once dreamed of becoming a pianist. Hehe, now that I think about it, time flies…"
Aunt Yuriko's expression was dreamy and beautiful. Perhaps as a pianist, she might not have everything she had now, and her life might even be more difficult. But no matter what, it was once a dream of hers.
Perhaps she was a little embarrassed to show her true feelings in front of the children, so she couldn't help but smile embarrassedly and say,"Hehe, look at me. I said so much nonsense.”
She stretched out her hand and slid it back and forth on the keys. In an instant, a smooth melody from the low to the high and then from the high to the low formed a simple but pleasant melody that echoed throughout the entire hall.
Not bad, not bad at all. The sound of this piano was crisp and clean, without a trace of noise. The pitch was also adjusted very well, almost not out of tune. It was enough to show how much the owner cherished her.
When I came into contact with the piano again, I felt as if all the blood in my body had started to boil. That kind of impatient feeling seemed to only exist when I played the piano for the first time in my previous life.
The strong desire to play in my heart turned into a questioning gaze as I looked at Aunt Yuriko. She seemed to know what I wanted to say and nodded at me with a smile.
I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down, but I was too short. I could only push the chair in front of the piano forward, take off my shoes, and climb up. When she saw me, Yuriko couldn't help but laugh.
I rubbed my hands together, then crossed my fingers and moved them. I had been moving my fingers for the entire day. Anyone who had just started playing the piano would know that when they first touched the piano, they would find that their fingers could not keep up with their thoughts and could not form a tune. In fact, because they were anxious that their fingers could not keep up, their fingers would cramp. With the body of a five-year-old child, I had never touched the piano before. It was not an ordinary difficulty to play the piano smoothly. It was also because of this that when he was multitasking today, his fingers were moving along with the virtual performance. However, such fake practice was ultimately very different from real playing. He really had no idea how effective it would be. It was said that practice was the only criterion to test the truth. Now it was time to really verify it.
I gently placed my hand on the piano keys and gently closed my eyes. I reached out with my fingers and found a note. A chaotic sound of the piano slowly sounded. Sometimes, when I pressed two keys at once, there would be a noise.
Due to the change in her body, it was not easy to find the keys in her memory. However, Yuriko looked at the interesting child in front of her with interest.
Yes, he was a very interesting little guy. Just by looking at his preparation, you would think that he was a child who had studied the piano systematically. At least, he had come into contact with the piano. Otherwise, his preparation would not be so " professional "!
However, when he started to play the first note, Yuriko denied her guess. He was simply playing randomly. Although she was a little disappointed, she was very interested in this child who was playing randomly with his eyes closed. It was okay if he didn't play well for the first time. No one was born with everything. She remembered that when she first came into contact with the piano, she seemed to be playing randomly without any rhythm. It was also because of this first time that she played randomly. That was why he was determined to play well, and that was why he was able to struggle in front of the piano for many days and nights. Even if he did not complete his final dream in the end, it was still a very beautiful memory in his life.
She looked at the little guy playing the piano with interest, but she did not want to stop him at all. She did want to take this opportunity to test this little guy. If he was really interested and had the determination to learn the piano, it would not be a bad thing for her to help the little guy. Perhaps she remembered the hardships and joy of learning the piano back then, she couldn't help but think so.
Slowly, Yuriko realized that his movements began to speed up. Although each note was still messy, the situation of pressing two keys at the same time had disappeared. He continued to make noise for a full ten minutes. She even noticed that his forehead was covered in sweat. It was indeed a little too early for such a young child to play the piano. The two children, Lee and Saya, were quite dissatisfied with the boy's behavior of making noise. They wanted to speak several times but were stopped by Yuriko. She wanted to see what this child who had been playing randomly for a long time was up to. In a sense, Yuriko was also a little woman who wanted to see the world in chaos. If it were an ordinary person, they would have already lifted the guy who was making noise from his chair.
Suddenly, Yuriko realized that he had stopped playing the piano. She watched him close his eyes gently, taking a deep breath and exhaling. After a few deep breaths, his hands moved.
" Dong!" A deep zither sound rang out, and gradually, a surprised expression appeared on Yuriko's face. This was... Canon?
Yes, I played canon. After a period of familiarizing myself with it, although I still couldn't regain the feeling of playing canon from my previous life, I was sure that there was no problem with the basics. Therefore, after making all the preparations, I began my first performance in this world, and the audience this time was the big one and the two small ones beside me.
Strictly speaking, Canon was not the name of the song. It referred to a writing technique of polytonation. The melody of one voice followed the melody of another voice from beginning to end. The same melody of several voices appeared in turn, crossed, imitated each other, chased each other, and entangled each other. The voices were almost monotonous repetitions. They had to wait until the last note, the last chord, and they would fuse together, never to be separated.
The Canon I was playing was an adaptation of Pachabel's piano variation. The piece itself only removed some of the accompaniment sounds to make the whole piece sound cleaner and simpler. In fact, the playing technique of this version of Canon was much simpler. Moreover, because of the compression, the original performance time of nearly six minutes was shortened to less than four minutes. It made the music of this canon song more soothing and melodious. Even with my current body, I can play it well.
As I played, my mind was completely immersed in the ocean of music. To my surprise, this body's first performance was so perfect that it exceeded my imagination. It was as if all the cells in my body were trembling with the sound waves of the music. Waves of heat washed over my body. It was only at this moment that I clearly felt that meditative performance was far from as good as I had imagined. With my improved breathing technique, I originally expected to be able to resonate with ten of my acupoints. I didn't expect that the most sensitive thirty-six acupoints on my body would form a chain resonance. The effect was far beyond my imagination. It was an unexpected surprise.
Resonance wasn't just a simple spiritual feeling. It was just like cultivating the sense of Qi in Qigong. At the beginning, it was just an illusion. However, as the saying goes, when a fake is real, it is also real. When a real thing is fake, it is fake. That sense of Qi slowly became a real existence, and Qigong was born from that. The resonance in my body was also a kind of self-belief at the beginning. It was a kind of true idealism, but perhaps it was like hypnosis, thinking that my acupoints were really vibrating. It was believed that when it reached the extreme, it would really start to shake. Only then could it be considered as truly stepping on the path of cultivating martial arts.
In my previous life, even with my cultivation level, I could only resonate 36 major acupoints and 108 other acupoints, making a total of 144 acupoints. In the beginning, it was very easy to add an acupoint, but it became more and more difficult as I progressed. When I successfully resonated with the 144th acupoint, I worked hard for 70 years and still couldn't add another acupoint. From this, you can see how difficult it was.
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