Chapter 184 How many old men are you so angry that you fainted? (Please subscribe~monthly ticket~)

This passionate expression of love made many viewers boo.

Lu Qiuer chuckled, her face flushed.

Lao Duzi, you are quite good at playing.

But I like it.

Everyone is very happy.

Only Fendis had black lines on his face.

Single dog.

Regardless of nationality.

If life is a game, everyone has skill points.

Then Fendis probably ignored the skill tree of "picking up girls" or even "interacting with the opposite sex".

It's a bit of a female insulator.

Logically speaking, a handsome guy like Fendis can play the piano very well.

Especially in Italy, a passionate land, there should be no shortage of young girls.

But unfortunately, it just didn’t happen.

With a dark look on his face, he looked at Li Shaojie's hand.

The resentful eyes seem to want to say

Let me see what kind of flower you can pop up.

Li Shaojie's slender fingers touched the keys lightly without raising them too high. It seemed as if he was always moving close to the keys.

Not a single note was uttered, but a lot of information was exposed to Fendis' eyes.

Fendis understood at that time that this was probably going to be soft and lyrical. This way of playing would avoid a very heavy and dry impression as much as possible, and the speed of pressing the keys must not be too fast.

The granularity that some virtuoso songs need to express is not needed here, and may even be taboo.

Sure enough, a soft melody sounded.

Quiet and a little mysterious.

Light, graceful and soft.

A little bit melancholy and sad, but not much.

Exquisite decorative sounds add a touch of charming style.

The whole mood is full of romance.

Fendis raised his eyebrows.

This is

Nocturne?

Although I haven’t listened to it all yet, it’s difficult to analyze the musical form through the composition of the music.

But the unique texture of this nocturne is very iconic.

The quiet and light notes are like the light steps of the goddess of the night coming, returning the earth to silence and night.

The dreamy melody has a strange beauty from the beginning.

The warm-toned melody suddenly became a bit full of "coldness".

There seems to be a kind of implicit excitement in the trace of sadness.

Passion is concealed.

The change in tonal color seems to bring about a change in the emotion of the music.

as if

I can hear traces of wandering thoughts in the music.

Harmony interspersed with personality.

A tinkling sound in the high register.

Then it gradually dispersed downwards.

It was as if the moonlight was shattered all over the night.

Lightly, it creates a ripple in the tranquility of the night.

My mind rose and fell slightly, then returned to tranquility.

The soft melody flows slowly.

On a quiet night, the surface is as peaceful as contemplation.

But I can already feel it.

Lonely?

It's like a person sitting alone in the night and melancholy.

Full of poetry, but no one listens.

Lonely?

No!

It seems more like it contains a kind of heat that is difficult to detect.

It seems like a deep longing.

The added flowers on the branches of the melody and the sprightliness of decorative sounds.

Interspersed with colorful fragments.

The notes move lightly and flicker.

Like the occasional twinkling stars in a quiet night, or the chirping of cicadas.

enthusiasm!

It seems that you can feel a little bit of implicit enthusiasm between the lines of the notes.

I don’t know which passage I heard.

It will make people smile knowingly.

The poetic piano seems to have turned into a crescent moon in the horizon, while the black god is softly playing the chapter of the night.

The gentle fingering is also full of a sense of beauty.

It's a very romantic piece and seems to have a very impressionistic flavor.

An excellent musician must also be an excellent esthetician.

A kind of refreshing beauty flows gently.

Nocturne!

When the recapitulation was played, the piano music, which continued to shine with gentle moonlight, came to an end.

Ding!

A slightly heavier chord broke the silence.

But it returned to peace.

A dream seemed to end quietly.

But it seems like it has just begun.

Different people seem to hear different emotions.

Some people feel that this is like whispering to their lover.

Beneath the appearance of a gentleman is a fiery heart.

Some people think this is a poet chanting the tranquility at night.

Follow the traces of beauty.

And this poetic melody, to Lu Qiuer's ears, seemed to be narrating a kind of longing.

It is a kind of loneliness that leaves oneself and is alone.

It is to himself, without covering up, to fully unfold his rich inner feelings.

It is a feeling of "understanding" and "accompanying".

Fendis shook his head.

It seems completely different from what I imagined.
To be continued...