freenovelworld Chapter 22 Genius, huh? Saw some wood and listen
Chapter 22 Genius, huh? Saw some wood and listen
Wu Shujie is not only Jiang Zhi's senior, but also her best friend who grew up together.
The Jiang family is a famous scholarly family in Beijing.
The Wu family is a musical family, and every generation has produced outstanding masters of traditional Chinese music.
However, Wu Shujie was independent and made a bold decision that went against her ancestors.
He didn't touch any of the musical instruments, including the zither, zheng, and sheng. Instead, he started learning Western music, the violin.
The Wu family has only one daughter, so naturally she is obedient.
Not only did he invite famous teachers to teach her, but he also carefully selected the talented pianist Wen Zhe, who was the focus of everyone's attention at the time, as his piano partner.
After a few interactions, the two fell in love, and eventually, from wearing school uniforms to wedding dresses, they entered the marriage hall.
It was Jiang Zhi who caught the bouquet on the wedding day.
The elders from the Jiang and Wu families are close friends and have been friends for generations.
It just so happened that the Wen family and the Jiang family lived in the same villa area.
Just because one family is at the East Gate and the other is at the West Gate, they rarely interact with each other on weekdays.
In this way, the three families can be said to be even closer friends and even closer relatives.
When Jiang Zhi just got pregnant, Wu Shujie came to visit her and joked that the two families had long planned to get married, but unfortunately their fate was not yet there and it had never come to fruition.
He also said that if Jiang Zhi was pregnant with a girl, it would be better to give her to her son, so that the two families could become closer and their children could be in-laws.
When Bai Yuan was 100 days old, Wu Shujie rushed back from abroad to hug her.
In front of a crowd of friends and relatives, this great musician and principal violinist of a famous orchestra announced proudly that the girl had already been betrothed to her family's Wen Yiche, and would definitely become the daughter-in-law of the Wen and Wu families in the future.
Because Wu Shujie's family was still abroad, Jiang Zhi greeted her over the phone in advance and planned to meet her after she returned home.
When she told Wu Shujie on the phone about Bai Yuan's piano lessons, she was immediately delighted and decided on the matter on the spot.
She planned to let her husband Wen Zhe teach their niece first, and after a good foundation was laid, Wen Zhe's father, Mr. Wen, would take care of her personally.
Wen Zhe was a piano genius who attracted everyone's attention at that time, and his father, Mr. Wen, was a hall-of-fame piano master.
If Bai Yuan could become the disciple of this old gentleman in the field of piano, his future would naturally be bright and promising.
Time flies and it’s the end of the month.
Jiang Zhi made an appointment and brought Bai Yuan to visit. Wu Shujie was already waiting at home.
As soon as they met, the two sisters ignored their reservedness and hugged each other like high school girls.
Bai Yuan stood beside them, silently listening to the two ladies' cries that sounded like air raid sirens.
After getting close to the sisters, Wu Shujie picked up Bai Yuan and rubbed her, kissing her cheeks until they were covered with fiery red lips.
"Come in, Wen Zhe has gone to pick up the child, it will take some time."
Wu Shujie first took Bai Yuan to the bathroom to wash her face. Although the lipstick on her face was washed off, Bai Yuan's face was rubbed red.
Wu Shujie is different from the public's impression of musicians. She does not have a gentle and introverted temperament. Instead, she has a passionate flame that conveys endless vitality.
In comparison, her husband Wen Zhe is more like a traditional pianist. He is gentle and elegant, his words and deeds are refreshing, he is polite to others, and his every move reveals the good upbringing of a young man from an aristocratic family.
The piano room is spacious and bright, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window in front, which connects to the greenhouse garden outside, where flowers bloom all year round.
The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, and Wu Shujie opened the white curtains to let the golden sunlight in and shine on the white grand piano.
The quiet room was immediately filled with the elegance and heaviness of classical music.
Wu Shujie did not rush to help Bai Yuan open the piano lid. Instead, she took out her usual violin from the case beside her, put on rosin skillfully, and slowly pulled the bow.
Beautiful and lingering music immediately echoed in the empty piano room.
Bai Yuan looked up at Wu Shujie, his gaze moving from the bow she was playing, opening and closing, up and down, to the fingers of her right hand that were flexibly pressing the strings. His expression was focused, and his dark eyes were as bright as gems.
At the end of the song, Wu Shujie smiled and took out a small and exquisite children's violin from another box as if she had been prepared and handed it to Bai Yuan.
"Try it?"
Bai Yuan's expression moved slightly, and he politely took the piano. He imitated Wu Shujie's previous actions, placing the body of the piano on his left shoulder, resting his chin lightly on the chin rest, and slightly raising the head of the piano.
The thumb and index finger of the right hand are bent in a circle, with the index finger slightly hooked on the silver coil of the bow, and the little finger lightly supported on the bow.
The whole process was learned by himself without any teacher. At first glance, it didn't seem like it was his first time playing the piano, but rather like he had been practicing for several years.
The style was good. Wu Shujie winked at Jiang Zhi, with obvious praise in her eyes.
Bai Yuan adjusted the bow-holding action, slowly placed the bow on the strings, and gently pulled them down like Wu Shujie.
The dull and hoarse sound of sawing wood suddenly echoed in the spacious and bright piano room.
As soon as the voice came out, Bai Yuan's face went blank for a moment, and he felt a little dazed. He tried again, not believing it, and it was still the tuneless sound of sawing wood.
Wu Shujie couldn't help but chuckle twice, then walked over to help her correct the subtle details of her grip.
"My posture of holding the violin is pretty standard. It's an excellent score according to the first-time standard. The key is to control the force and use the shoulder and arm to control the bow."
Wu Shujie pointed out several force points and key points on Bai Yuan's body, then held her hand and pulled it twice.
When she tried again, it was indeed much better.
The sound of sawing wood changed from being unbearable to being barely audible.
Bai Yuan also persevered and gradually improved with repeated attempts.
The two ladies did not disturb him, but just watched tacitly.
When Wen Zhe picked up Wen Yiche from school, he heard a series of creaking sounds as soon as he entered the door.
It was like a pack of beavers came over to gnaw on the legs of his stool.
Following the sound, he came to the piano room and happened to hear Bai Yuan playing a clear and bright piano sound. From then on, he seemed to have gained enlightenment and got rid of the curse of sawing wood, and played smooth and long piano sounds.
His unremitting efforts paid off. Bai Yuan put down his right hand holding the bow. Later, he obviously felt that he lacked endurance, so he slightly moved his sore wrist.
She slightly curved her eyes and looked at Wu Shujie, with a layer of restrained joy unconsciously revealed between her brows. She was neither arrogant nor impatient, but her feelings were sincere and came from the heart.
Just at this time Wen Yiche came in with his father.
Bai Yuan glanced sideways when he heard the voice, and his flushed face turned as the gaze turned.
Those dark, bright eyes filled with a faint smile ran straight into Wen Yiche's sight.
Her face is as fair as peach blossoms, and her cheeks are as red as roses, and her sweet smile intoxicates the spring breeze.
Wen Yiche was startled, and was infected by the other party's emotions. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, smiled lightly, and took the initiative to reach out:
"Hello, Sister Bai Yuan."
Bai Yuan raised his eyes and looked at him.
The boy was wearing an exquisite British-style suit and school uniform. His features were dignified and calm, and the smile in his eyes diluted the inherent indifference in his expression. He seemed friendly but actually always maintained a distance within a safe range.
Withdrawing his gaze, Bai Yuan moved the bow and violin in his right hand to his left hand and politely shook hands with the other person.
"Hello."
Then he withdrew his hand and separated as soon as they touched.