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Chapter 24 Times have changed. It is no longer fashionable to arrange marriages [1 change]

Wen Yi Che looked at Bai Yuan anxiously, hoping that she would say something, but also worried that she was not satisfied with his performance just now.

But thinking of the other party's focused and enthusiastic gaze when he was playing the piano just now, Wen Yiche felt that his sister must like it.

He rubbed his slightly red fingertips and looked at Bai Yuan with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Bai Yuan didn't think too much about it. Ever since Wen Yiche started playing the piano, his eyes followed his fingers jumping on the keys.

Take in the shape of your hands and the force exerted by your knuckles.

Isotherm made way for Yi Che, and she pressed her fingertips to accurately find the positions of the first four notes of the song, and tried them one by one.

Feel the strength and timbre of the notes at different intensities one by one, and slowly approach the sound that Wen Yiche played previously through continuous trial and error.

But she was a beginner after all. She was young and lacked strength. After trying for a long time, her performance was only similar. However, it was enough to show her talent and understanding in piano.

There is no shortcut to music and it cannot be achieved overnight. You need to practice from the basics, just like building a house, and then you can build up layer by layer after laying a solid foundation.

Even someone as talented as Wen Yiche had to go through the painful and unforgettable experience of trying out the piano keys because he couldn't reach them, and even had to practice scales for several hours every day.

Gifted people may be able to get started easily and learn much faster than ordinary people, but if they want to stand out among countless geniuses, they will also need to make efforts far beyond what ordinary people can do on the way to the top.

Those who can reach the top are always those who have unparalleled talent and devote all their energy to it.

Bai Yuan stumbled through the insertion of the first chord, but was unable to continue due to the limited size of his palms.

But her sense of rhythm, absolute pitch and ability to memorize music alone are proof that she is truly gifted.

Even Wen Yiche's father, the world-renowned pianist Wen Zhe, after seeing many geniuses and even training his own son to be one of the best, couldn't help but cherish his talent and wanted to personally teach her to lay a solid foundation in piano.

Bai Yuan listened with a dull interest, showing no impatience, nor any enthusiasm for the piano because of what Wen's father said.

She moved her wrist, constructing and recalling in her mind the feel of the string when it was pulled just right.

He raised his eyes to glance at the closed piano case, then looked away, his eyes as calm as water, without any ripples.

To her, it makes no difference what she studies.

If it weren't for Grandma Bai running around and asking people to clean up the piano, she might not have taken the initiative to touch the keys.

If Grandma Bai and Jiang Zhi hadn't helped her contact the teacher and arranged a time for her to try the piano, she wouldn't have nodded and come.

Now Father Wen is happily arranging courses for her, as if he has already regarded her as his own disciple.

Similarly, Bai Yuan would not change his mind at this moment and embarrass Wen's father.

It doesn’t matter, it’s all the same anyway.

If she is really interested, she can always add another course later.

There is no need to rush.

It’s not like people can only have one teacher in their lifetime. Once you become my master, you are not allowed to look for other ones.

Looking back at Wen Yiche, he saw that his father had already started planning Bai Yuan's course schedule, and his dark brown eyes dimmed a little with disappointment.

Just at this moment, Father Wen stopped talking, looked at her and asked for her opinion.

"Xiao Yuan, what do you think?"

Bai Yuan was about to respond when he suddenly felt a weight on his wrist. He immediately turned his head and looked at the other party.

Wen Yiche had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he was still young and couldn't hold his temper. He gently held Bai Yuan's wrist, and after she looked at him sideways, he asked:

"Can Sister Bai Yuan learn the violin?"

As he spoke, a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes: "I want to be my sister's piano partner."

Bai Yuan didn't understand what a piano companion was, and just stared at him without saying a word.

Wen Yiche's attitude, which he had managed to straighten with great difficulty, became a little lax due to being stared at by those calm eyes, and his cheeks flushed slightly.

"C-can it?"

Bai Yuan's brain worked quickly. By splitting the phrase into two parts and roughly understanding it from the literal meaning and the context, he concluded that "qin accompaniment" means that one plays the piano and one plays the violin together.

She looked at the handsome young man in front of her and asked slowly, "Why?"

why me?

Of course Bai Yuan would not ask such a boring and meaningless question.

Her tone was calm, yet firm and righteous, and she forced the words "why" to mean "why?"

Although this sentence hit the mark, she still had to take her time to ask:

Why don't you learn the violin?

Since you want to be my violin partner, why don't you just go and learn violin yourself?

Wen Yi Che understood her hidden meaning and was stunned.

Because you play the violin very well?

Because you have a talent for learning violin?

After hesitating for a while, he finally chose to show weakness and tell the truth:

"Because I can't play the violin."

Ah.

Bai Yuan narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"also."

Bai Yuan had no intention of learning the piano, but because Grandma Bai saw that she could play the piano, she helped her find a practice teacher and didn't want to let her down.

Besides, now that I’m here, I can’t change my mind at the last minute and let the teacher down. Out of courtesy, I have to play it once.

Now that Wen Yi Che said this, not only did it hit the mark for her, but he also pleased her with that aggrieved "I can't".

You won't, but I will.

You can't do it, but I can.

The sense of superiority brought by her overwhelming talent allows her to decide everything she wants to do more easily.

There is no need to look ahead and behind or be timid.

Besides, children don’t have too many thoughts and don’t understand the twists and turns of adults. They don’t think it would be a big deal if a piano talent switched to learning the violin.

I would never think about such distant things as “what would happen if I didn’t achieve anything in the field of violin?”

What if I can’t learn it? What if I learn it?

Am I going to hang myself on this tree just because I have talent?

Just because I have no talent, can’t I learn what I like?

If talents and preferences happen to be separate and completely different things, should we just go down one path and stick to it just because of adults' experience or to respond to the expectations of people around us?

Could it be that Wen Yiche has been learning piano since elementary school because he really likes it and wants to learn it?

Bai Yuan even felt that he looked a bit like a pitiful puppy tied in the yard.

When it saw someone coming, it came up wagging its tail, but because its neck was tied with a rope, it could only whimper pitifully.

'Can you come over here?'

'Why? Why don't you come over?'

"I can't go there, so I have to stay here. I have to look after the house."

Bai Yuan thought about it and said, okay, then I will come over and touch you.

Was it really because of his preference that the puppy was tied in the yard?

Doesn't it want to be untied, run around, and look outside the yard? Doesn't it like it?

Their world is often very pure. They do it if they like it and don’t do it if they don’t like it. They do it if they want to do it and don’t do it if they don’t want to do it.

Everything is up to you.

What's more, in Bai Yuan's opinion, it doesn't matter what she learns, since she doesn't like piano that much anyway.

From the beginning to the end, it was only because she was weak and needed more exercise and to maintain a good mood, and there happened to be a piano at home, so she played it twice casually, and then she was pushed out for systematic learning and training.

She is the eldest daughter of the Bai family, so naturally she has to find the best teacher.

After all, it didn't matter to her whether she ended up learning piano or violin.

Even if she learns the violin, it doesn't mean she will stick to it.

So the two kids finalized the matter themselves.

In the end, Bai Yuan was entrusted to Wu Shujie to teach violin personally.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

Wen Yi Che held Bai Yuan's hand and repeatedly assured her that he would be the best piano partner and they would become the perfect pair.

Father Wen was deeply saddened by the loss of a good child, while Wu Shujie was amazed at her son's baby voice.

And Bai Yuan got a puppy that turned its belly up and tried its best to please.

After agreeing on a class time and seeing off Bai Yuan and Jiang Zhi, mother and daughter, Wu Shujie looked at her own son who was smiling like a flower, and couldn't help but raise her hand to pinch his face.

"What's silly about it?"

Wen Yiche is usually known for his calmness and steadiness in school. He is the kind of aloof senior who rarely acts like a little fool.

He was also a little embarrassed, so he raised his hand and scratched his cheek. He tried his best to restrain himself, but still couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head slightly and said with a smile:

"Mom, I like sister Bai Yuan."

Then another red voice came to his ears, and the child said: "I want to marry Sister Bai Yuan."

He wanted Sister Bai Yuan to be his piano partner forever.

Wu Shujie laughed, "You are so beautiful, little bastard."

Wen Yiche was stunned and his smile disappeared. He thought to himself, "Mom, you didn't say that before."

Wu Shujie said calmly: "As the saying goes, ideals are full of hope, but reality is skinny. Son, you are too old, and you are not suitable for sister Bai Yuan."

Wen Yiche, an eight-year-old second-grade student at the Central Conservatory of Music: …

The more Wu Shujie thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, so she slowly explained to him: "Look, you are eight years old this year, and Bai Yuan is only three years old, a full five years difference between you! When you go to college, I will still be a junior high school student. When I go to college, you will be an old man who has graduated for several years. By then, there will be so many handsome men of the same age around me. How can I still be interested in you?"

Wen Yiche: ...

The amount of information was too much, and Wen Yiche's brain was overloaded and he couldn't process it for a while, but he was a little unwilling: "But didn't you say that we were engaged when we were born?"

Wu Shujie: "That's just a joke. It doesn't count. The Qing Dynasty has fallen. Do you want to be a feudal remnant?"

Wen Yiche: ...

Wen Yiche no longer had any hope. He forced himself to remain calm and returned to his previous cold voice, asking the question he cared about most: "...We are five years apart, so can we still play together in the future?"

Wu Shujie finally stopped pouring cold water on him: "That's no problem."

Wen Yiche: "That's fine."