This piano that once played beautiful melodies has been sitting here quietly for almost three months.
Although the servants were very serious and carefully wiped the piano every day to keep the piano and the house spotless, the owner of the piano had never set foot in the house since returning to China.
The villa is very large and smells like birdsong and flowers everywhere. It doesn't seem to have the bleak feeling of autumn at all.
An endless stream of reporters occasionally watched outside the villa, countless invitations and upper-class nobles and gentlemen would come over from time to time to ask to see the owner of the villa, but the door of the villa was always closed.
although……
They knew that the owner of the villa was actually in the house.
Professor Peterson of the Department of Music at Cambridge University stood quietly at the door of the villa, letting his assistant keep making phone calls.
He has been waiting at the villa for nearly half a day.
No one ever answered the phone.
Peterson was quite patient and didn't say anything, just waiting quietly.
November 5th.
Cambridge University has a scheduled piano course.
Peterson already sensed something was not right.
Normally, the world-renowned pianist would call him in advance and arrange lessons, but this month things became more and more abnormal.
Peterson looked at the villa silently, and then looked at the closed door of the villa silently.
He didn't act like a professor, nor did he try to push anyone away. He just waited quietly.
When the sun hung in the sky and the weather got hotter and hotter, the assistant's phone finally got through.
"Hello……"
"Mr. Edward, are you okay..."
"I...I, still...I don't know, ah, it's Professor Peterson..."
"What's wrong with you? I'm at the door of your villa."
"Ah...then I'll come out...uh...is it daytime now?"
"..."
Peterson heard the voice on the other end of the phone was dry, as if he was dazed and far away from the world.
Yes, it's this sense of trance.
"crunch"
When the morning sun rose into the sky, the servant of the villa opened the door of the villa.
Edward looked at Peterson with a smile.
Directly in front of him, Peterson looked at Edward as if he had seen a ghost, and his assistant's eyes widened even more.
In their impression, Edward was a gentleman.
He is polite and unhurried. At the same time, he is always dressed elegantly, and his eyes are full of convincing depth.
But Edward at this moment...
Wearing a messy buttoned shirt and slippers, the once spotless chin was actually covered with stubble...
Especially those eyes.
The pair of eyes that should have been so abysmal and arousing were now filled with confusion and emptiness, and even a hint of indescribable sadness.
This surprised Peterson!
What happened to Edward in the past few months?
What huge change happened?
"Are you okay..."
"It should be... okay..."
"Then what are you..."
"Haha, I am experiencing life... Professor, come in..."
"Um……"
When the two Petersons entered the villa, they were even more speechless when they saw the inside of the villa...
The hall was filled with countless pieces of manuscript paper, as well as messy guitars and countless other things.
It looks extremely messy.
Is this really Edward's villa?
this……
Peterson was doubting life at this moment.
"Haha...it's a little messy..."
"Mr. Edward...are you creating?"
"It's not a creation, it's a completion..."
"Complete?"
"Yeah, I'll find a way to complete "Dream Wedding", "Destiny", "Ode to Joy", "Moonlight"..."
"Then, can you still attend the class on November 5th?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Peterson, I..."
"What's wrong?"
"I may not be able to play the piano anymore..."
"???"
Under the sun, Edward, who had picked up the teapot and was about to pour tea, suddenly stopped, and an indescribable bitter smile appeared on his face.
"I used to think I was a genius, and everyone thought I was a genius. I even thought I could control an era, but in fact it seems I am nothing now..."
"God no longer favors me and has taken away all my talents."
"Every time I play the piano, the melody of fate is swirling in my mind. It is shocking and powerful. But when I try my best to complete this piece of music, I suddenly realize..."
"I can't do it...I can't do it at all. I don't have that kind of experience of ups and downs..."
"I have always been a genius since I was a child, and I have always been the focus of everyone's admiration. I have not experienced many major failures, so it is destined that I do not have the tone of "Destiny", or even "Moonlight"..."
Edward took a deep breath.
Scratched his head.
"Are you also hurt by these pieces of music?" Peterson looked at Edward silently, and suddenly remembered the news in the piano industry a few days ago, and he narrowed his eyes.
Many of the world's top pianists seem to have languished in the past few months.
Many well-known concerts seem to be missing these people.
For example, David Jace, such as Brando, such as the one in front of me...
Edward.
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Chinese Piano Association.
"Okay, okay, I will definitely contact Mr. Lu Yuan, I will definitely..."
"I understand, but the creation of these things depends on personal inspiration, and Lu Yuan's personal emotions must be taken into consideration. It is useless to force..."
"Well, our association will talk to them carefully. Prime Minister, don't worry, we will definitely handle this matter properly."
"Yes, we won't force it. Of course, this matter is actually very difficult for us. In the past few months, we have received countless calls from abroad..."
"Yeah, okay, I understand..."
"..."
Liu Jianbin, president of the Chinese Piano Association, hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, he sighed quietly.
It was not a big deal at first, but as some pianists in the piano world went crazy, this matter gradually started to smell wrong.
Real top piano artists are paranoid.
It is impossible for them to let go of their persistence, and they cannot, like ordinary people, just switch to another road if one road doesn't work.
They are the kind of people who are so obsessed that even if there is a wall in front of them, they will hit it.
Liu Jianbin understands this truth very well.
In the past few months, it has often been reported in the international piano community that some pianists have encountered various situations in order to complete the incomplete piano music. Many top pianists have even abandoned their careers and locked themselves up.
A series of messy situations awaited in the house.
The culprit of all this is no one else, but Lu Yuan.
This person left behind a few incomplete piano pieces, and then announced in front of the world's pianists that he had exhausted his talent.
After the matter gradually fermented, it gradually became a hurdle in the international piano world.
In fact, the completion of these piano songs is very simple. With the melody and some keynotes, it is basically passable.
There are also many so-called complete versions for piano lovers internationally.
but……
To the ears of truly top pianists, they will easily hear flaws.
Defects are a blasphemy to them.
They tried to make amends for this blasphemy, but...
From beginning to end, they found that they were not good enough, and then the matter became more and more troublesome. After all, the top pianist in his country suddenly had something wrong with him. How could he withstand this?
then……
This incident has become an international incident.
Liu Jianbin suddenly felt that his burden was very heavy.
Yes!
He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to have someone contact Lu Yuan and explain the matter from beginning to end.
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Lu Yuan's mouth was a little dry.
He licked his lips.
Since the morning, he had been feeling unwell for no apparent reason, and occasionally sneezed frequently.
He thought he might have a cold.
It is normal to catch a cold during the alternation of summer and autumn.
After thinking about his recent diet and daily life, Lu Yuan felt more and more that he could no longer stay up late at night.
He doesn't want to become bald.
Likewise, he didn't want his body to be worn down by staying up late.
At noon, there was nothing going on on the set, so Lu Yuan simply hid in the office and slept. However, not long after he slept, Wu Tingting knocked on Lu Yuan's room.
"Mr. Lu, something happened..."
"What happened?" Lu Yuan shook his dizzy head and looked at Wu Tingting.
"Your piano pieces have made many top pianists feel helpless. Even Mr. Edward and several others started to doubt themselves because of your pieces. You...seem to have ruined them..."
"What? What?" Lu Yuan's eyes widened.
His eyes, which had been dazed, suddenly became clear.
this……
Could things still develop like this?
"The leaders of the International Piano Association hope that you can come forward to complete those piano pieces... to eliminate these people's obsession... Liu Jianbin, the president of the Chinese Piano Association, just called me and hopes that this matter will not happen.
It turned into some messy international incident... Although, this matter is not your fault..."
"..."
Lu Yuan was stunned!
He realized he was in trouble.
And the trouble this time turned out to be very big.
Damn it!
What should I do now?
Complete?
I also want to add more, but I really can't remember the next melody now. The "Ode to Joy" is a little clearer and maybe I can still recall it, but the others...
Damn it!
Lu Yuan's heart suddenly...
"Mr. Lu, what are you going to do?"
"I can't help it..."
"How about you..."
"I really can't hold it in anymore...it's useless to push."
"Then Mr. Lu..."
"You go down first and I'll think about it."
"yes."
After Wu Tingting left the room, Lu Yuan wanted to slap himself hard at this moment!