Chapter 10 Section 9

Tuesday July 5th is muggy Early in the morning, I stared at the cello standing in the corner in a daze. If you have to do something to divert the pain point, then let's start here. In the distant girlhood, I always painted such a hypocritical picture for myself: a beam of light enveloped me, I sat in front of everyone and pulled it up, and the handsome men in the audience were fascinated by me and drifted in the wind. brain. I don't know if it's too late to regain childhood dreams, but since dreams are so easy to break, then, can we re-envision and re-practice regardless of the time?

I showed up at the company with my cello in my arms because I wanted to try a lesson in a nearby music classroom after get off work.All the people in the company gathered around to have a look at the living cello. CICI also secretly told me that once in a nightclub, I shared a beautiful night with a handsome man who played the cello in a symphony orchestra. The man played the cello for her naked, and CICI described it to me with bright eyes, until my goosebumps came and went. As soon as I sat down, Wang Xiaojian came over and threw me a stack of materials. "Li Ke's request in the past two days."

I opened it, and the densely packed "noble and elegant" and "ingenious" jumped into my eyes, and I lamented softly, "This woman is really..." "Stupid." Wang Xiaojian helped me finish the sentence next door. I turned my head to look at Wang Xiaojian. Although the impression of this person in my heart is not completely changed, he is really "ingenious" a little bit. After work, I dragged my cello to the music classroom near the company.As soon as I entered the door, I regretted it. It was full of pits and valleys, and only the children were sitting upright.

The children stared at me with big eyes, looking at me like a headless monster.Holding the cello, I was in a dilemma. The girl standing in the center who looked like a teacher turned around to look at me, and smiled, revealing two pointed canine teeth, she is really a beautiful girl. The beautiful girl walked towards me and held out her hand, "I am a teacher in the elementary class, just call me Shanshan." I muttered, "Well, Teacher Shan, are there any students around my age in this class?" Shan Shan grinned again, "There used to be, there was an old man who studied here, he learned very well, but then he suddenly had a stroke, so he didn't come again, it's a pity."

I was immediately relieved, although compared with the children, I was old to the bones; but compared with the old man, I was not in danger of dropping out of school due to a stroke. After sitting among the children, Shan Shan sat down in front of us holding the piano. "Kids," Shan Shan looked at me, then smiled again, "And big friends, hello everyone." The children shouted together crisply, "Hello, teacher!" Shocked, I almost stood up and ran away. "What we're going to learn today is, 'Listen carefully to the voice you're pulling out. "Everyone hold the bows, and then watch my gestures."

The high and low bows were lifted up, and then we all looked at Shan Shan, tried to imitate her hand gestures, and held the bow tightly. "Okay, now let's put the bow on the strings, any string will do. Set it down gently." I put the bow lightly on the strings. "Then, we relax, the whole body relaxes, and we only focus on the wrists. Then, we start listening, without thinking about anything, just listening carefully to the sound you are pulling out." I took a deep breath, then stiffly, put the bow on the strings, and pulled it back. There was an evil sound in the whole classroom, heavy and hoarse, which made people lose all hope after listening to it, and the picture of Satan having a one-night stand with God appeared in the mind.

Teacher Shan was not overwhelmed by the sound, she made a pause gesture. "Do you know why this sound is bad? It's because of the force. After we put the bow on the strings, first of all, you have to relax completely. When we pull out the bow, you can't use too much force, but And you can't relax completely, when you combine this power well, the sound you pull out will be very nice. Let's try again, shall we?" The children began to practice again, I froze for a moment, and became dazed. Not too hard, but not completely slack. Apart from making a perfect sound, is there anything in this world that does not have to be done according to this requirement?

My love is so hard to talk about, but in the end I played a painful love song that ended without a problem.