Chen Yue, a girl who was in the same group as Jiang Ruijia and was called to practice by the teacher, was looking at the music scores in her hands and walking slowly in the corridor.

If you just look at it this way, she has the air of a literary girl.

But what she was reading was not a book, but music scores.

Like Fu Tiao, she did not have access to the piano room, so she could only wait outside to see if she could meet any acquaintances, and then go in to visit the piano room, or directly borrow her student ID card to practice piano.

She walked from floor to floor, looking at the sheet music in her hands and looking out the window, trying to find familiar people.

It's a pity that I couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

But it’s normal now. Basically, only some professional classes are still going on at this time, and everyone else is practicing. It’s normal for the piano room to be tense at this time.

She looked at the sheet music in her hand, then at the stairs in front of her, and breathed out slowly.

"Sure enough, it is still too difficult to get a piano room. I feel that not many people would be willing to let me use it. Unfortunately, at this point, it is almost impossible to get an empty piano room. Everyone will practice until ten o'clock sharp."

After saying that, she shook her head and slowly continued walking up to the nineteenth floor.

It was still the same as before, while flipping through the music scores in his hands, he poked his head to look inside the piano room.

All piano rooms are full, without exception.

And among these crowded piano rooms, there was not a single acquaintance.

"1905, no... 1904, no, we still have the last three to go to the 20th floor. 1903... huh?"

She stopped at the door of 1903. Before she could raise her head and look into the house, she heard a very familiar voice.

Chopin Polonaise in G minor.

She couldn't help but put her eyes in front of her, looking at the music score in her hand.

On the cover of the sheet music, the same name is written.

"Chopin's Polonaise in G minor"

This piece is also the piece she is preparing to practice, and is one of the five pieces she selected this week.

When she heard the same work as her own, she couldn't help but freeze. Instead of continuing to poke the door, she stood outside the piano room and listened carefully.

The piano room is not soundproofed, or in other words, the soundproofing effect of the piano room is not good.

The sound insulation of this place can only prevent you from hearing the sounds of other people around you when you are practicing, but once the sounds outside become smaller, you can hear everything clearly.

The reason why she became interested in the music inside the door was because... this piece of music was not a particularly famous piece.

It can even be said that this piece is a relatively unpopular piece, especially among the countless polonaises.

In addition, this piece of music is very simple. If it were considered as a grade-level song, it would probably only be grade 6 or 7, which is very rare in the Haicheng Conservatory of Music, which is full of great masters.

She was really curious as to why anyone would choose the same work as her.

The piano sound is particularly clear, and everything in the music appears extremely clear.

Whether it's rhythm or harmony.

They all look extremely perfect.

It can even be said that this piece of music seems to have been completely played.

However, there was a very strange feeling in the music she was hearing now, a feeling that was still in bud.

It's like being born.

Obviously everything has reached perfection, but there is an inexplicable feeling that is not yet clear.

What does this feel like?

Chen Yue stood at the door and thought for a long time but could not find a definite answer.

Two minutes passed quickly, the last note fell and the music stopped.

The people in the piano room seemed to be thinking about many things in the music. After about a minute, the music started again.

It's still as perfect as before, whether it's rhythm, melody, or harmony.

Everything written on the surface of the music has been accomplished.

But this time, some places are the same as before.

It's just that the feeling of being born before was even stronger.

She felt that the hazy membrane was already very thin, and it seemed that it would not take long to break through.

Now I am still rubbing on the edge, trying to find the most accurate position.

What exactly is that feeling in music?

Chen Yue didn't know why, but she didn't want to practice the piano. She just wanted to stay at the door and listen to the Polonaise in G minor played by this unknown person in the room.

It's really interesting, every performance is a little bit different.

Musical difference!

All the sounds are the same, all the rhythms are the same, these are eternal.

However, there are very subtle differences in the intensity of the music, the emotions in the music are constantly flowing, and even the speed is adjusting, all of which seem to be looking for the most perfect angle to cut in.

Three minutes, this is the approximate time of this piece.

One minute, this is Fu Tiao's time to think.

The details in the music have been achieved to the extreme, and no matter how hard you look, you won't find any mistakes in details.

Now only the last emotional feeling is left.

once.

twice.

Three times.

Fu Diao didn't know how many times he played it.

five minutes……

thirty minutes……

One hour……

Time flies by.

Chen Yue stood there, listening to the music in the room, and didn't move for a long time.

She didn't know why she didn't continue to find a piano room to practice. Even if she queued downstairs during these hours, she might be able to get to her own piano room.

However, she just didn't want to move, she wanted to continue listening.

Hear the end of the music!

Hear, that feeling is born!

Soon, soon.

Just the last little bit missing!

Finally, at about half past nine, the last music sounded.

when!

Chopin's Polonaise in G minor, the legendary Chopin's first work and the most regular work among Chopin's works, sounded at this moment.

Chen Yue stood at the door and listened. In front of her, it seemed that she was no longer the piano room building of Haicheng Conservatory of Music, but a country cabin.

In the room, a little boy with naturally curly hair reached for the pedals with his feet and ran his fingers quickly on the piano keyboard.

Countless people around him were looking at him with smiles, watching him clumsily demonstrate his genius and creative first polonaise.

The fire in the room was boiling, applause roared, and the man standing closest to the piano had a red face, seemingly full of excitement.

The child on the piano bench turned around, looked at him nervously and expectantly, and asked in a low voice.

"Dad, how did you perform this first piece of music?"

"Yes, yes! My son will definitely become the world's number one pianist in the future!"

Chen Yue stood blankly at the door. She felt as if she heard the conversation between Chopin and his son, which seemed to imply the beginning of everything.

Inexplicably, her eyes were a little moist.

"Chen Yue! What are you doing standing over there? It's already half past nine and you still haven't left? The last bus will leave soon."

A voice woke Chen Yue out of her daze standing at the door. She immediately wiped her eyes, looked at her classmates who came out of the piano room at some time, and smiled.

"Let's go, let's go, I'll be right back."

She walked quickly towards her classmates. After walking a few steps, she turned her head and looked towards 1903, as if she wanted to see who was in the room.

But in the end, the performance was just repeated in the room, and the performer did not come out of the room.

She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she just turned around and continued walking towards her classmates, listening to her gossip with a smile, and prepared to walk back to the dormitory.

At this moment, Fu Diao was immersed in his own music and couldn't extricate himself. After continuous practice, he finally found a little bit of Chopin's feeling!

Or……

The feeling of Chopin in Polonaise in G minor!
Chapter completed!