C107 I'm Playing the Piano

Classical music is something that's been written from the Barok era all the way to the early 20th century, in a European cultural backdrop. Classical music that was different from the common folk and ethnicities, it was an independent genre. Art techniques emphasized washing and training, pursuing a rational way of expressing emotions. Classical music was also known as the Viennaean classical music school.

"The most famous composers of the classical music were Hayden, Mozart, and Beethoven. Many Western classical music originated from music written for the celebration of religious ceremonies. Perhaps you can start from this aspect."

Yung Bai looked at her and smiled. He did not nod and did not speak. Clearly, there was nothing he could do about it.

Shen Yi sighed and reached out to take his guitar. "I have a few ideas. I will play it for you."

Yung Bai's eyes were bright and he nodded repeatedly.

Shen Yi began to recall the scattered pieces of music that jumped out when she played the piano. She casually said, "I also got some inspiration fragments by chance. It might be useful for you."

Yung Bai did not expect Shen Yi, who was familiar with pop music, to have dabbled in classical music. So he became even more enthusiastic and unconsciously sat closer. "You also play music?"

Shen Yi tilted her head and smiled. "I play the piano."

Yung Bai was stunned. Piano... Yung Bai subconsciously looked at Shen Yi's hand.

Her ten fingers were very long, even longer than most boys' hands. However, such long hands did not give people an indescribable feeling of discomfort, because the bones of the ten fingers were carefully distributed and well-proportioned. Her fingertips were neither too round nor too sharp, giving people a feeling of beauty and comfort.

And in this sunny and green mountain and river, the fair skin was like a natural reflective board. Even if he didn't move at all, it was still dazzling. Perhaps it was because she had some anemia in her body and her blood vessels were very thin. It was also a light green color that was almost transparent. The back of her hand was like a flawless piece of jade.

Yung Bai looked at the hands for a while. His mind kept searching for all kinds of words to describe her, but it was fruitless. In the end, he could only sigh. This was a pair of hands that were born for the piano.

Shen Yi had played some fragmented pieces intermittently. Yung Bai played the recording on his phone as he listened. When he was excited, he would even hum a few words along with Shen Yi's tune.

The process of exchanging inspiration was not long. In less than ten minutes, Shen Yi had emptied her family. Under Yung Bai's continuous thanks, she returned the guitar to him and entered the class camp again.

Perhaps the song just now was too shocking, just a few dozen meters away from Shen Yi's camp. There were more than ten classmates who greeted her and raised their phones at her. Shen Yi, on the other hand, had a calm expression. Whenever someone greeted her, she would greet them with a smile. The journey was also exceptionally smooth.

After all, Class 539 had gradually formed a strange and inexplicable atmosphere. Almost everyone subconsciously avoided Ni Chenxi and Choo Xun's contact, whether it was games or all kinds of barbeque activities.

So Shen Yi entered the camp and took a closer look. She discovered that Choo Xun was wearing a sunhat and rolling up his sleeves to brush the sauce. He was also brushing and playing with his classmates. She could see his big white teeth from far away. Ni Chenxi, on the other hand, sat at the side and looked coldly at his classmates who were busy with their work. He had already rolled up his shirt. He also carefully fastened the cuff of his shirt and pursed his lips. He was still the cold and arrogant top student.

Shen Yi looked at the incompatible atmosphere between the two of them and felt helpless. She did not know where the unhappiness came from at such a young age. But even though she felt helpless, Shen Yi still quickly threw herself into the class activity. When Choo Xun shouted again, she was shoved by her classmates to brush the sauce.

Ni Chenxi quietly watched Shen Yi play with her classmates. Suddenly, a sense of loneliness that could not be ignored emerged from the bottom of his heart.