MTL - Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil-Chapter 148 14.8

On this day, Xue Jingyi received an invitation letter from the Chopin International Piano Competition. This is the grandest event in the piano world. It is divided into children's group, youth group and adult group. If you win the championship of the youth group, you will be unconditionally the highest music in the world. The College is admitted to Curtis College and is awarded a very generous scholarship.

At that time, Xue Zixuan won the championship of the youth group at the age of 12, and became the youngest student admitted to Curtis, so he became famous in the world. He was known as the piano prince, and now he has successfully crowned himself. When playing the piano, no one player dares to claim that he can beat him.

His superb skills and abundant feelings have already conquered the world.

As his younger sister, Xue Jingyi has received extensive attention from the media and insiders as soon as he signed up. They have high hopes for her and are wondering if she will be the next piano queen. Of course, some people worry that Xue Jingyi's body may not support the cruel game, so consider whether to send a letter to her.

Xue Jingyi personally called the organizing committee and said that he could insist on the competition. In order to support his sister, Xue Zixuan took the initiative to sign a contract with the organizing committee and became a judge of the adult group.

He is only 27 years old this year, but he has to review the qualifications of a group of players who may be older than him. It seems a bit ridiculous. However, no one objected to the news. All the players who submitted the application to the organizing committee thought that it would be a supreme glory for Xue Zixuan to listen to their performance.

The organizing committee finally compromised and sent the invitation letter to Xue Jingyi. This event is held every five years. Every place is very precious. They naturally do not like the absence of the situation. It is especially unfair to the unsuccessful.

Xue Jingyi is so happy, this is the only good news she received after Huang Yi came to Xuejia. In the morning, after Huang Yi was picked up by Xue Yu, she was wrapped around Xue Zixuan to practice the piano.

She opened the lid and smiled and touched the black and white keys as if life was full of sunshine and hope.

"Brother, can you help me pick the songs I want to play during the game?" She took out a few scores.

Xue Zixuan looked out the window and said nothing.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xue Jing shouted cautiously.

Xue Zixuan returned to God and his tone was indifferent. "You pick out the best of your own hands and practice it. I will listen to it again."

"Good." Xue Jing was happy to open one of the pianos on the music stand and play a cheerful dance. She did her best, only to impress her brother with the sound of the piano. If she could get a thumbs up, it would be the most precious gift in the world. She participated in the competition not only to get the admission ticket of the Curtis Institute of Music, but also to attract the attention of her brother, let him see his efforts and excellence, and thus love himself more.

Brother, look at me, okay? Please look at me! The joyful dance music finally turned into a desperate sorrow, Xue Jingyi pressed his hands on the keys, and a drop of tears fell down the eyes. She ruined the dance music. If it was usual, her brother had come over and severely reprimanded. However, at the moment, he did not even listen to a note, standing by the window and looking into the distance, his back seemed so lonely.

She knew that he was waiting for Huang Yi. After Huang Yi left for more than ten hours, he could keep this position until sunset. She really wants to go over and hug him, telling him how much he loves him and asking him to give himself a little attention. These frantic and ardent thoughts all turned into smoke and dust when they saw his cold and inorganic eyelids.

The hands repeatedly pressed the keys to create a harsh noise, but did not let the man look back, Xue Jingyi just gave up, wiped away the tears and asked lightly, "Brother, how about my bomb?"

Xue Zixuan’s head did not return, “Continue.” He was not listening at all, so he declined to comment.

Xue Jingyi almost couldn't help but smile. Is this still her brother? If it was before, he had already thrown her out. Now, he can only see Huang Yi in his eyes, only Huang Yi can be heard in his ears, and he can only think about the bits and pieces related to Huang Yi.

In his opinion, people other than Huang Yi may be a group of air.

Xue Jing caressed the heart of the tingling pain, turned the next piece of music and played it, and hit the second measure. Xue Zixuan suddenly turned and opened the door, hurriedly ran downstairs. Xue Jingyi's faintness changed slightly, and he thought of what was hidden behind the curtains and looked into the garden. It was obvious that Xue Yu’s car was coming from a tree-lined path not far away.

Huang Yi is back.

Xue Jingyi looked at his brother and pulled him behind him with a sly mood. He looked at Xue Yu’s head and carefully explained what he was doing. The two men looked at each other and their eyes were filled with the burning hostility of the fire.

However, Huang Yi only used the voice of Qingyue to say "uncle's goodbye", and the ugly face of the two became pleasant. Obviously, their understanding of this sentence is very different, but the love for Huang Yi is so profound, he does not need to do anything earth-shattering, just lift a smile or open his mouth, you can please them.

It is clearly a twin, but God gives him a healthy body, a beautiful smile, and a gift of extraordinary talent, and he can't have anything but a heart that is so riddled with holes. This is not fair!

When thinking this way, Xue Jingyi obviously forgot how she lived a luxurious and comfortable life in the past 16 years, and also forgot the suffering of her true relatives.

When she packed up and sat back in front of the piano, the door opened, and Xue Zixuan took the teenager into the room. The cold and indifferent face was now covered with a warm smile.

"You just said let me help you pick the song, which one do you like?"

"It’s all here." Xue Jingyi handed over a piece of music and it was hard to say. Originally, what I said before, the song that was played, he did not listen to the ear. Although I have known it for a long time, she still feels very sad when she sees such a strange attitude.

Zhou Yunqi took a look at the past. Xue Zixuan noticed his approach, smiled at him and took him into his arms, and put the score on his knees for his convenience. Xue Yu’s departure made him feel good. If possible, he hoped that he would never come back.

"Xiao Yi, how come you are back?" Xue Jingyi tried not to look at the two people who depended on each other.

"The uncle has something to deal with, and may not come to the stadium for a month or two." Zhou Yunyi blinked innocently. In fact, it was not Xue Yu’s business, but he thought that today is the day when Xue Jingyi received the invitation letter, and he came back specially, and signed many unequal treaties.

Xue Jingyi, the last generation, also received an invitation today, and then the system immediately released a task to let him destroy Xue Jingyi's game. But the son of fate is the son of fate. No matter how much the attack of Xue Jing is, he can quickly cheer up and fight more and more. He remembered the finals when he injured her fingers, but she did a tough performance and won the championship with amazing perseverance.

It was also on that day that Xue Zixuan really regarded her as a good woman, not her sister.

In this world, he will not use the mentally retarded means promulgated by the system to frame Xue Jingyi. He has a more fun plan.

"Still, I heard that you received an invitation letter from the Chopin International Piano Competition? Congratulations," Zhou Yunxi said with a smile.

"Thank you." Xue Jing nodded politely, and he hated why Xue Yu did not take him away when he left.

"You have been able to practice with me for a while. There are still many shortcomings in the technique. You can help her to correct or make a correct demonstration." Xue Zixuan gently licked the soft hair of the boy, and the hidden joy in his eyes.

Xue Jingyi's face was gloomy for a moment. Although the juvenile has just begun to learn the piano, whether it is skill or expressiveness, it has far surpassed her in the heyday. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is correct. However, she still felt that her self-esteem had been hurt. She smiled and promised, but she had a hard feeling in her heart.

She is only a long-term illness and neglected to practice, and trying to prepare for a month must be able to catch up with the teenager and even catch up. Thinking this way, she played a special role when she played, and she also paid special attention to Xue Zixuan’s opinions.

The teenager no longer leaves himself, but holds the tablet quietly around him. Sometimes he sleeps and sleeps on his lap, which makes Xue Zixuan often unable to smile. He quickly recovered his status and became a pianist who was very demanding on music. Once Xue Jingyi missed a certain note, he would be forced to stop.

Whenever this time, Zhou Yunxi will raise his sorrow and Xue Jingyi can laugh. He knows that Xue Jingyi, who has been blackened, will regard this soothing smile as ridicule and contempt, which will completely disturb her mind.

Sure enough, Xue Jingyi was more nervous than one day, and she played more and more abnormally. In particular, Xue Zixuan tried to guide her after her mistakes, and let Zhou Yunyi play again.

The perfect play of a teenager is like a difficult gap, so Xue Jingyi clearly realizes that no matter how hard he works, he does not catch up with him. She insisted on not showing her embarrassed look in front of her brother, but she knew that she was on the verge of collapse, and that she could completely collapse her self-confidence with a single push.

It was a pleasure to stay in the piano room for her practice, but now it has become a torment.

Zhou Yunxuan saw her face, and the light was dim, knowing that the fire was almost the same. These days, he deliberately crushed her with the piano skills, in order to defeat her self-confidence, forcing her to go further and further on the road of blackening, thus falling into madness. For those who are in a desperate situation for a long time, soberness and madness are only one line apart.

The two walked side by side toward the piano room, and they talked and smiled on the face.

Xue Zixuan took out a piece of music and handed it over. The tone was severe. "According to your level these days, the first round of the preliminaries will be eliminated. This is the song I picked for you. You concentrate on training them, maybe you can be guaranteed. entering the finals."

After Xue Jingyi took over, he hurriedly looked through it and his face was white. This sheet consists of only five songs. It is recognized as the most difficult piano piece in the world. The alias is also called "Super Skill Etude". From the word 'Super Skill', you can know how to play it. skill.

The world's top performers dare not boast that they can play the five songs in full. In fact, two or three of them can be proud of them.

Xue Zixuan is the only person in the world who can play these five songs in full. The standard he set for Xue Jingyi was so high that she felt heavy pressure.

When Xue Jingyi turned the score, his fingertips were shaking.

The first song is the least difficult, but when you see its name, Xue Jingyi's mind is blank. "Fire of Hell", using the most two-tone piano music, set up a maximum of 120 two-tones in one section, including six or seventy double vibrato, once the fingers are too tight, Or the two sounds are unevenly affected, and the song is destroyed.

Some pianists once joked that those who can play the "Fire of Hell" perfectly should have more control over their hands than robots.

Xue Jingyi breathed deeply and tried to relax his fingertips. You can do it, you can! She kept comforting herself, but when she played the second line, she made a mistake, and a double tone appeared a fault, making the melody suddenly sharp.

"Stop and replay." Xue Zixuan screamed, seeing the teenager's eyes playing with the computer stunned, seemingly frightened, and quickly walked over and gently patted him to the top.

The teenager smiled and lowered his head and fiddled with the computer. Xue Zixuan said in a slowing tone, "Re-play it again, not only the fingertips need to be completely relaxed, but also the wrist."

Xue Jingyi nodded and promised that his hands were stiffer. She continued to bite the scalp and played to the end of the first measure. The dozens of double tones that appeared in success made her frightened, and the fingertips made a mess on the keys. The original melodies became unbearable. noise.

"Stop! What happened to you? I remember that your level is more than that. Let me go, I will show you it again." Xue Zixuan frowned.

Xue Jingyi quickly let go, looking at him with uneasiness.

Zhou Yunyi put down the computer and squatted on the mouth of the piano. "Brother, this song is very interesting. Can I play it again?"

Xue Zixuan's cold face melted instantly, and he said, "Come and try."

Zhou Yunqi sat in front of the piano, first read the score, remember it in his heart, and then get rid of the free play of the piano. This song is a nightmare from the composer. He dreamed that he had fallen into hell, where there were dark blue flames and terrible demons. The flame burned him, the devil chased him, he fled in shock, and then woke up with a lame, only to discover that everything was just a dream.

So he laughed as he sweated.

So the first three bars of this song are full of dazzling double and double vibrato, creating a horrible, gloomy, crazy atmosphere. The last section is full of relief and joy, so that the audience can completely get rid of the previous The feeling of trepidation. The huge emotional gap and the different styles are the most eye-catching places of this song, and the continuous appearance of the two-tones makes the song extremely difficult.

Zhou Yunxuan's long fingertips slided on the keys, and the notes were dropped neatly and accurately. When he finished playing, Xue Jingyi touched his arm unconsciously and found a layer of goose bumps.

He played so perfect, and his superb skills are almost comparable to those who have been famous for many years.

Xue Zixuan stood by the piano and stared at the boy with almost obsessive eyes. When he finished playing, he pressed the frantic heartbeat and shouted, "Perfect, I have nothing to teach you."

Zhou Yunxiao laughed.

Has there been anything to teach? Even the king of the piano has said such a thing, it can be seen that the juvenile's playing skills have reached a height that is difficult for others to reach. Xue Jingyi's heart is riddled with a few blood holes by the venom called cockroaches. Seeing her brother waving at herself, she reflexively took two steps back.

"Still, have you seen it before? Come over and play, remember to relax."

"Good." Xue Jingyi looked down at the piano, and a faint blue flame suddenly burst out of the gap of the keys, whistling toward her face. She quickly shunned the fire tongue and almost fell.

Zhou Yunyan quickly helped the eye and asked in a low voice. "What happened to you?"

"No, it's not very good." Xue Jing looked at it with a fixed eye. There was a flame on the piano key. It was her too nervous to create an illusion. She slowly put her fingers up, but the fingertips seemed to be burnt and the pain was unbearable. It is clear that a beautiful melody can be played with a single click, but now she has no strength to move her fingers. When the teenager played for the first time, the "Hell of Fire" was so perfect, and she had to climb from the top of the peak of this unattainable mountain to the top, even volley, how could it be?

Not to mention that she can't do it now, that is, she can't do it during her heyday. With just a few lines of notes, she lost, lost confidence and pride, and lost her brother's attention.

How much she wants her brother to stare at herself with the same obsessive look, but she knows that she can never beat the teenager.

She suddenly crouched on the piano and screamed, elbows and chest pressed the keys, making a harsh squeak. Xue Zixuan changed his face and immediately picked her up and sent it to the bedroom. The butler listened to the motion while calling the doctor to prepare medicines and medical equipment.

Xue Jingyi is really sick or loaded, Zhou Yunyi is not interested to know. He only knew that her pride and self-confidence had been completely crushed by him. In this way, the game can continue.

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Xue Jingyi is pretending. She doesn't want to be ugly in front of her brother, so Huang Yi is better.

Perhaps because of too many blows, after waking up from a coma that day, she found that her psychological endurance has increased a lot. In the past, the picture that always made her heartache linger, can now be pretended to be indifferent. Correct.

The next morning, she quietly came to the piano room and sat in front of the piano. After more than half an hour, she put her hands on the keys and tried to play the simplest dance, but the familiar melody did not appear. Instead, it was a messy, meaningless note.

The scores are clearly engraved in the mind, and the eyes can be closed as soon as they are closed. In reality, she can't express them with the keys. She seems to have lost the ability to play.

Xue Jing was flustered and changed to a song to continue trying. But the more she was eager, the more she didn't listen to her fingers. The original rhythm of the piano was completely chaotic, and it was like an old staircase that collapsed.

This is music, but the noise that afflicts people. If the brother hears it, he will definitely close the lid and break his hands. Xue Jingyi finally stopped and stared at the trembling hands.

She knew that within a short time, she was afraid that she could not touch the piano again, because when she sat in front of the piano, she felt not expectation and pleasure, but fear and uneasiness. Huang Yi’s excessive performance led to the emergence of this mentality, and then made it day by day more serious, until it was hit by a crushing attack yesterday.

Xue Jingyi gently closed the lid and returned to the bedroom. There was soundproof cotton in the piano room. She didn't wake anyone up, so now I have time to think quietly for a while. She turned on the computer and carefully read the relevant information about heart-changing surgery. For more than a month, she relied on the information to make herself beat again and again.

A report jumped out and stayed in her sight for a long time. A young man transplanted a heart. After he recovered, he found that he had a lot of inexplicable memories, and he had the ability that he had never had before. This has caused a dramatic change in his life. Experts analyze: the human heart can also store memory, which can give heart transplanters some skills of the original owner. Some primitive tribes in Africa have the custom of swallowing the enemy's heart to gain strength.

Xue Jingyi stared at the report with a gloomy gaze. After a long time, she smiled. If she transplanted the heart of Huang Yi, can she also get his extraordinary musical talent? Do not try to know how to know?

What is he, a container for his own heart, a poor worm living in his own shadow, why do you feel fear?

She smiled more and more, and saw the invitation placed on the table and made a decision.

Since she lost her ability to play in a short time, Huang Yi replaced her to participate in the competition. What she valued was not a generous bonus, but an opportunity to study at the Curtis Institute of Music. With her ability, at least it takes a few years to practice, and Huang Yi can do it easily.

Anyway, he is also dying, simply use it thoroughly. When he got his heart and talent, no one would have found that the person who participated in the competition was not her.

Thinking this way, she calmly turned off the computer and slammed the first aid button.

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Xue family surrounded the bed, especially Xue Li Danni, his eyes were crying red. Xue Jingyi took her hand and opened her mouth weakly. "Mom, will I die?"

"What nonsense, you will be fine, we have already thought of a solution. Husband, are you saying?"

"Yes, as long as you quickly raise your body, we can do surgery for you right away." The implication is that the heart is ready for you.

Xue Jingyi grinned and looked at Xue Zixuan, who was looking at the blue-green, and tried to say, "Brother, can you say that I can get better?"

Xue Zixuan did not say good or did not say bad, stood up and went out, the head did not return, "you pay attention to rest."

He finally realized that his sister's survival was based on the death of the teenager, which made him want to suffocate. He can't face up to the existence of Xue Jingyi at all. She is a defective product, but she has to use her way of killing genius to make up for her incompleteness. This is a crime!