Is it considered a solicitation to hand over his hand? Isn’t he already holding her hand? Why do you still say something that seems unnecessary?
Nuo Yan nodded slightly, but she did not refuse. Although there was a hint of chill in his hands, when he thought of this as a pair of talented hands, he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart, and people would have vanity.
But this vanity can be more or less.
Hearing Nuo Yan agree, classmate Jin began to hold Nuo Yan's hand and gently manipulate her fingers to tap every key on the piano. Although the song was a little slow, it did not change the taste of the song.
, It is still Ningye, which makes people feel extremely beautiful.
Listening to the intermittent piano sound, Nuoyan was shocked. She couldn't believe that this wonderful piano piece was played by her hands.
I don’t know why I always feel that this piano piece reveals a kind of sadness. Perhaps this is the mood of the person who wrote this piano piece, and sad people compose a sad song.
Student Jin manipulated Nuo Yan's hand and played the slightly sad piano piece over and over again. She remembered the keys of each finger in her heart. She was a smart person, although
For incomplete tone and no talent for music, but her memory is outstanding. As long as she remembers it carefully, there is nothing she can't remember.
But this kind of memory is nothing more than rote memorization. If she is asked to jump out of the beginning and play it in the middle, she will definitely not be able to remember it.
Playing selflessly over and over again, Classmate Jin suddenly let go of Nuo Yan's hand, "You try playing it yourself."
"Me?" Nuo Yan bit her lip slightly, "I may not..."
"Why can't it work? If you don't try, how do you know it won't work?" Student Jin raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Okay." After repeated invitations from Classmate Jin, Nuoyan finally decided to give it a try. Although she was not confident in her piano skills at all, she was very confident in her memory.
In her mind, she thought vigorously about the keys of each finger just now, and then slowly played them, and the beautiful notes played gently as the fingers rose and fell.
Although he was a little unfamiliar, Nuoyan still clearly remembered the keys of each finger in her mind with her outstanding memory.
After a long time, Nuoyan's hand stopped. She smiled shyly: "Isn't it bad for me to play?"
"Okay, it's pretty good." Student Jin clapped his hands and couldn't help but praise: "You are so smart, you're so skilled so quickly."
Hearing him praise her, Nuo Yan smiled humbly again, "Actually it's not that I'm smart, it's because you taught me well, I just memorized it by rote. When you taught me to play, I remembered every one with my heart.
In fact, if I were asked to draw a piece of the song separately to play it, I would definitely not be able to do it."
Student Jin glanced at Nuo Yan and didn't say anything. He just turned his head to look out the window, his melancholy eyes staring at the unknown distance.
"This song is so sad," Nuo Yan looked at the silhouette of Classmate Jin. She didn't know if he made this song. She didn't ask, but just deliberately tried it like this. She thought that if this song was really made by him, she thought that if it was really made by him.
If that's the case, he will definitely show some strangeness and let her get the answer.
I saw Classmate Jin suddenly turn around, take his gaze back, frowning, and say for a long time: "She was as smart as you at that time, and she learned it soon."
"She?" Nuo Yan looked at the sadness revealed in the eyes of Classmate Jin, and couldn't help but guess: "Who is she? Did you make this Ningye's piano piece?"