When Easter came, the streets and alleys were filled with joy. Clowns would wear colorful costumes and shake the props in their hands. In order to celebrate the rebirth of Jesus and his rich life, people would dye eggs for their relatives and friends. The gentle wind blew the fragrance of roasted mutton into thousands of households.
Louis wasn't a pure Christian, but that didn't stop him from liking this charming festival.
He held the red wine in his hand, and the fragrant and gorgeous color rippled.
After a simple greeting, Louis asked Su Qingjia to hold out her hand for him to examine. Su Qingjia was still young and had just passed her tenth birthday. Her fingers were very soft, like the onion roots in the books. They were thin and long. Under the light of the crystal lamp, it seemed that the green veins flowing with blood could be seen clearly.
"Very beautiful hands." Louis said," The length is great, but the strength is not enough.”
The piano was known as the king of musical instruments. Although striking each key did not require much strength, if a pianist wanted to play a magnificent piece, he needed to mobilize every muscle in his body and accumulate strength in his wrist. Every touch and every heavy blow needed precise control in order to play well.
Rachmaninov's " Third piano concerto " was known as the most difficult piano piece to play in the world. Playing it had become a challenge for many people. But why were there so few people who could do it?
Firstly, they could not reproduce the steel-like will that the song wanted to express. Without rich experience, abundant emotions, and superhuman experience, they would not be able to understand the true meaning of the song.
Yes, they didn't have enough stamina and strength to play this song. In this aspect, men were stronger than women.
That was why the most famous pianists in the world were always men.
Su Qingjia's hands were indeed very beautiful, and the span was enough, but Louis also saw that Su Qingjia would be restricted by physical strength.
Louis put Su Qingjia's hand back. The hand of a 60-year-old man was very smooth, almost without wrinkles, not to mention age spots. When he held her hand just now, she felt the huge potential power in his hand.
"Bella, play a song for me. Play what you want to play the most.”Louis took them to the piano room.
Under her parents 'encouraging eyes, she sat down in front of the piano and raised her wrist to try the sound. The mellow and crisp voice of Stanway tinkled in the room with good echoes.
She smiled at Louis, her neck curved beautifully.
The light and elegant sound of the zither gradually sounded. One note jumped out of another, starting a few times of replaying the section, and then quickly stacking the small.
Her fingers were jumping on the black and white keys at an extremely fast speed. Her white and soft fingers were like the wings of a fluttering butterfly, fighting against a hurricane.
This piece was called " Bell ". The three people watching were very surprised. No one would have thought that Su Qingjia would use this piece of world-class difficulty to show her talent.
Liszt's adaptation of 'The Bell' was not long, but it was a piece that required a high level of musical performance, comprehension, and technique. It was known as one of the most difficult piano pieces in the world. Jia Min's Records of the Family in the Red Chamber.
Louis had just carefully observed Su Qingjia's hand. Among girls of the same age, her hand was not big, but her fingers were very long. However, due to age restrictions, she had not reached the size of a palm that could easily cross an octave. Moreover, during their conversation, he also learned that this girl had only learned piano for six years and had only officially learned it for two years. Louis was very worried.
However, the music flowing from Su Qingjia's fingertips told them that their worries were unnecessary. She had a good grasp of the syllables. The piano was like an obedient child, making regular sounds under her hands.
The song that was almost five minutes long soon came to an end. The passionate and intense music left a lingering ending. Su Qingjia withdrew his hand and stood up to give a curtse-call to the three of them.
She wasn't wearing a dress, but it didn't stop her from doing it elegantly. Her pure white woolen coat fluttered gently, and Louis seemed to see a young queen.
No one wanted her to do this, but Su Qingjia still took a very natural bow. She treated this small piano room as her stage, and Louis and her parents were her audience.
"Pa, pa, pa." Louis's weathered and handsome face lit up with a smile. With him leading the way, the three of them clapped.
Su Qingjia bowed again.
"Wonderful, simply wonderful!”Louis said to her," Your talent surprises me. If I were blindfolded, I would think that a mature musician was sitting in front of me and playing.”
"I hope you enjoy it, sir." Su Qingjia walked over.
Louis patted the sun and said to Su Jingkang,""Ah, I wonder if I have the honor of being this little queen's piano teacher?”
Ming Ling was first knocked unconscious by her daughter's performance of the " Bell " without any warning. When she woke up, she heard this huge piece of good news. Oh my god, she was about to faint.
God, Amen, Buddha, who can tell me that this is all true!!!
Su Jingkang was calmer. He looked at his daughter and replied,"
"Sir, it depends on Bella. We agree with her unconditionally.”
Louis 'gray eyes shone with wisdom. He nodded and said,"
"Then, little queen, are you willing to be my student? I will teach you more piano knowledge, trust me.”
Su Qingjia smiled sweetly, without the aggressiveness she had when she played earlier." Of course, sir. I'm glad I got your approval.”
Su Qingjia gently placed her hand in her wide sleeve. The pain between her fingers made her not dare to move too much.
Of course, Louis could also see that her palm span was not enough, so she could only use a faster speed to win. This would cause tearing pain to her fingers. What surprised Louis was not only her playing skills, but also her tenacity to endure the pain.
Who would want a talented and determined student to slip away?
Louis comforted her and asked the assistant to take her to the medical room. There would be a professional masseuse there to help her deal with her finger problems.
Su Jingkang and Ming Ling were talking to Louis about the piano professor. Su Qingjia took a deep breath as he walked out of the piano room.
It would be a lie to say that she wasn't nervous. She sat in front of the piano and didn't know what to play. Louis wasn't a paper tiger that was just scaring people. He pointed out her shortcomings. If she didn't show off her talent in front of Louis, this pianist who had only taken in one disciple wouldn't accept her as a disciple.
The principle of quality over quantity was applicable to any industry. Young Master Xi's obedient wife.
Therefore, all the songs she had prepared could only be scrapped. In the moment when she was stunned in front of Stanway, Carlos's bright golden hair suddenly appeared in Su Qingjia's mind. He was sweating on the court and dribbling the ball into the penalty area.
She suddenly understood that the reason why she liked Carlos was not because he was good-looking, but because he had the determination and conviction to go forward even if there were millions of people.
Although he lived at the bottom of society, he did not give up on the pursuit of his dreams. The first impression she had of him was when he ran back and forth with a sandbag tied to him.
Although he was always alone, he never hid his ambition for football. Su Qingjia knew that he got up the earliest and trained the hardest.
Although he suffered setbacks, he was determined not to give up. Even if he was ridiculed and suspended from training, Su Qingjia knew that one day he would return to the court because he loved it.
The reason why she paid attention to this boy in the orphanage was not only because of her heartache, but also because he had what she lacked. He had pursuit, determination, and perseverance.
He was like a fireball that she couldn't help but fly into.
When she raised her wrist, she thought that perhaps she also yearned to stand on a higher stage, but she had never thought about how to realize her dream.
When she put down her wrist, Su Qingjia resolutely changed the song. She thought that this time, she didn't want to let the opportunity pass in front of her. She wanted to present her wonderful performance to Louis, just like how Carlos showed himself in front of Rexsac.
She had always been talented. Coupled with her rebirth, she had experience that ordinary people could not understand.
As a ten-year-old girl, she was stunning enough.
Su Qingjia relaxed in front of the masseuse, his fingers weak.
She had practiced this song in her previous life. At that time, it was actually for fun, but she had also put in a lot of effort. It took her more than a year to finally play it well. When she was free, she would often flip it out to show it.
She repeatedly practiced touching the keys vertically and horizontally. She used her fingers to hook the notes horizontally, and her arm height was maintained within an appropriate range.
In fact, she could have chosen Liszt's Dream of Love. It was not difficult, but it was full of emotions, which was her strength.
However, Su Qingjia still chose Bell. Just like Carlos, some people questioned his team awareness. He would use a pass to stabilize his core position.
Now that Su Qingjia was being questioned about her strength, she had to show Louis that she had the ability and potential to become his student.
Although her fingers were not long enough, she could speed up her hand speed when she was processing the music, so that the time it took for her fingers to move to the next place was reduced. This was something she had heard from others when she was browsing the forums in her previous life. She was extremely glad that she had found it interesting back then, so she had really experimented with it.
Opportunity was always given to those who were prepared.
Su Qingjia moved the tip of her right hand a little. It was no longer as painful. The masseuse applied a layer of ointment on her, and the heat slowly seeped into her skin.
"Miss, you can't move yet.”the masseuse advised softly.
Su Qingjia nodded." Alright, thank you."”
The pearl bracelet on her left wrist was exposed. Su Qingjia sighed. Carlos had been working hard and improving in La Masia, so she should not fall behind.
Looking at her hands, she thought that she might really become a pianist in the future. She also had her own dreams waiting for her to realize.
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