My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

"It's okay, it's not too fast."

Mo Nanbei waved his hand and replied to Li Ziqian casually,

"There is never a shortage of bigwigs in the industry. I directly got rid of my piano teacher to help me change the scores. She usually has a lot of free time on weekdays, and sometimes she has time to work on such things."

"..."

Seeing Mo Nanbei's calm look, Li Ziqian was at a loss for words.

Is it such a simple and casual thing to change the sheet music?

He doesn't read much, so don't lie to him.

Seemingly seeing Li Ziqian's surprise and confusion, Mo Nanbei continued to explain to him,

"The score was improved by Uncle A. It is very complete and difficult. On this basis, it is not very difficult to fill in a little something and then divide it into a voice part."

"..."

In response, Li Ziqian gave Mo Nan Beitou a suspicious look.

Because there was no class yet, and the teacher didn't return to the class, Mo Nanbei took out his mobile phone and showed Li Ziqian the video of Uncle A's performance.

Looking at the original video, Li Ziqian once again clearly realized the absolute gap between people.

In the video, Uncle A easily completed the three-part performance by himself.

Nice, it's very fireworks.

It's just... even if his task is only as much as 'one-half of Uncle A's left hand'... it's quite desperate!

What can't be done is not done!

Human limit is not so breakthrough, right?

What comes out of struggle is not necessarily the crystallization of hard work, but blood!

orz

Li Ziqian took a deep breath, rubbed his temples, which had already begun to ache, and tried again, little by little, to accept this horrible and tragic reality that he didn't want to accept at all.

He opened the score and browsed it from beginning to end.

Because it is a performance by two people, the overall score looks extremely complicated in terms of visual effects.

But it is not unacceptable to ignore Mo Nanbei's share and just look at his own score.

From the point of view of a pianist, his task is not very difficult.

But considering his level of strength, this is undoubtedly a torture.

"Alas." Li Ziqian sighed deeply again.

He knew that Mo Nanbei was not a good thing! ! !

Damn dog thing!

Moreover, now he suddenly feels that 'efficiency' is not a good habit.

He didn't even have time to attack himself a little bit harder and make a disability or something, so Mo Nanbei just put the task on him.

Gan!

The cancer of Mo Nanbei is so prominent that it drags you into the water.

He retracted yesterday's declaration, this man was born a Pike.

Neuropathy! ! ! !

On the other side, the corners of Mo Nanbei's mouth twitched slightly when he looked at Mo Nanbei, who was flipping through the sheet music with a depressed expression. He reached out and patted Mo Nanbei's shoulder. With the appearance of a close sister, he encouraged Li Ziqian,

"Come on! I believe you can do it!"

...

What's this guy about?

"Add a hammer's oil." Li Ziqian replied angrily.

And Mo Nanbei, who was in a good mood, seemed to have not heard what Li Ziqian said, and she continued to encourage Li Ziqian,

"Practice hard! You are very talented! I believe you can do it as long as you work hard!"

...

If you don't know, you may think that this is a must-have item for new programs every month.

-I hate piano the most! I will never touch the piano again in my life!

- I think you are very talented! Please don't give up! Please do your best! You can do it!

...

The wonderful associations in his mind made Li Ziqian feel even weirder.

But... practice...

"How do you practice?" He raised his head and asked Mo Nanbei.

There is no piano where he lives now, there seems to be no piano shop near his home, and there is no place like the Children's Palace.

Are you going to apply for a school piano room?

"Well... let's learn the music first today."

Mo Nanbei misunderstood Li Ziqian's question, she answered Li Ziqian's 'practice plan' today.

But it's okay, this is also what Li Ziqian is concerned about.

The matter of playing the piano is so far away from him that he doesn't know where to start now. He desperately needs someone to guide him.

Mo Nanbei can kindly give him advice or something, which is the best thing.

"Okay, I understand." Li Ziqian responded and nodded to indicate that he understood.

But... know the spectrum...

For him, reading music has been difficult! ! ! !

He especially remembered the sonata score that he had marked with numbers.

Forget the notes in the staff, those unusually prominent and 'outrageous' sounds are really inconvenient to recognize!

Just like the sheet music he has now, it's all about the bass, highlighting the one 'outside the five lines'.

It looks very high-end, but it's just too unfriendly to someone like him who can't even reach the entry-level! ! !

Thinking that he might spend more than half an hour counting there tonight, Li Ziqian's head began to ache again.

And when Li Ziqian felt a headache, Mo Nanbei was still talking about the follow-up practice plan.

"Weekend... um... No, tomorrow, read music tonight, and go to practice tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?? When? Noon? Where to practice? School piano room?" Li Ziqian asked Mo Nanbei.

"Noon... Not very good, I think the time is too short, and it's not enough to practice at all. We will have class in a few minutes. Practice a hammer."

"What should I do? When to practice? Where to practice?" Li Ziqian repeated the question he had asked before.

"Well...my house, right? There is an electric steel in the house. As long as the comparison is not a grand piano, the sound and touch are not bad." After thinking about it, Mo Nanbei suggested to Li Ziqianru.

? ? ? ?

Ah this...?

"Is there a problem?" Li Ziqian asked Mo Nanbei, twitching the corners of his eyes.

"Ah? What's the problem?"

"convenient?"

"Why not? I live by myself?"

Obviously, Mo Nanbei didn't understand what Li Ziqian was asking at all, and Li Ziqian's expression became subtle because of Mo Nanbei's answer.

This... is not a problem-free expansion at all, right? ?

However, considering that the target was Mo Nanbei, Li Ziqian felt that this matter was not particularly problematic.

So, he sighed and replied to Mo Nanbei,

"Okay...I see."

Jingle Bell.

Not long after, the bell of the self-study class rang.