C322 The Melody of Sorrow

The East Wind is three and a half minutes long and requires the right hand to play the fast and difficult group of tunes. The left hand played the melody, and it had a certain requirement on the flexibility of the hands and the endurance of playing. Biao Luo had once commented on this piece. "It displayed the most abundant sound within the range of your imagination."

The first 20 seconds were the foundation of the entire song, which was relatively moderate. It was like the last calm before the storm, gentle but full of immense energy. After twenty seconds, it was a sudden and rapid attack. The sound span was huge. The tempo was fast, creating a tense and moving tune for the overall tune. Splash! Splash! Splash! Swoopsh! Swoopsh! Swoopsh! Swoopsh! Swoopsh! Swoopsh! Swoopsh! Swoopsh! It was extremely infectious.

The tune changed, repeated, and repeated. The complex and fast playing finally pushed the entire piece to its climax. The blood-boiling high-jump syllables, with an extremely infectious rhythm, enriched the imagination of the listener. It was as if one could feel the leaves fluttering in the storm just by listening quietly.

After three minutes and twenty seconds, the music finally calmed down from the long jump. After a few uninhibited notes, it slowly fell back, bit by bit. It slowed down the rhythm of the whole song and finally calmed down.

The performance of East Wind had ended.

Shen Yi randomly pressed a few keys on the piano keys and slowly pulled out the unruly rhythm from the inertia.

After a short practice and buffer, it was followed by the third song, Sorrow Sonata, chapter one.

Sorrow's first movement was an amateur level 9 song. The first movement was a small C tune, an extremely slow board, a brilliant fast board, and a magnificent sonata style.

The beginning was a long and slow board filled with Sorrow, which then turned into a fast board. There was still a trace of determination in the sad melody. The primer of the heavy board was filled with the ancient Greek tragedy atmosphere, and the convincing tone had the spirit of a giant. The passion for fate and the determination and unyielding attitude in a desperate situation made the listener's blood boil.

Shen Yi played to her heart's content. She was familiar with this piece and understood this piece better than many people.

Sorrow was not sad, disappointment but not despair. In the fast board, stubbornness revealed stubbornness and unyielding strength. Even if one was in a bottomless abyss, one could still sink into the sky.

Shen Yi wholeheartedly devoted herself to the performance. Her proficiency did not even need to be observed and searched by her eyes. Her nimble fingers seemed to have grown into pixies on the piano keys at this moment.

"Teacher."

Qin Lang was so frightened by the sudden call that he heard by his ear that he directly kicked the table and flipped himself onto the ground in a very difficult position.

"Which retard is it? It's called soul!"

Yung Bai was speechless."

The one who swore must be a fake teacher.

Qin Lang looked at Yung Bai, who was standing behind him like a wooden stake, and did not know that Yung Bai had come to support him. He was not in a good mood. ___ stood up angrily and pointed at him. He scolded, "What are you doing? Who asked you to come in? You are so full that you have nothing to do. Why don't you go and do your homework? If you don't hand it in, you will fail the course! "

Yung Bai innocently blinked his eyes and then looked at Shen Yi. "I only came over when I heard the sound. I thought someone was practicing the piano."

Qin Lang's eyebrows jumped. "What about them?"

As he spoke, his slender index finger pointed at the excited crowd blocking the door.

Yung Bai stared at Shen Yi without blinking. "How would I know?"

Qin Lang's face was dark.

Yung Bai added, "It should be because I'm afraid of thieves. After all, the piano is quite expensive."

Qin Lang angrily kicked Yung Bai's butt. Brat, you don't know how to speak anymore!

Qin Lang's kick did not vent his anger. He still wanted to continue kicking when his clothes were pulled by Shu Yu. "If you want to quarrel, go out and quarrel. It's the last song."