I Really Don'T Want To Be The Protagonist

Chapter 508

Chapter 506: Confidant in the Sea

“How about the capital? Is the family still pressing harder?”

Shi Qinghai sat down and also took a sip of cappuccino.

Sikong Mingyue glanced at Shi Qinghai curiously, wondering why the man in front of Byakugan knew about things that were thousands of miles away.

Nevertheless, she did not ask much, and replied: “As always, within the acceptable range.”

Hearing this, Shi Qinghai relaxed a little, which means that this line of Sikong Mingyue has not been affected by his own butterfly effect.

“The song you wrote to me is very good, but it has been criticized by some so-called experts. Six awards were nominated for the Golden Melody Award, but none of them won.”

Sikong Mingyue reported with an apologetic look.

Shi Qinghai waved his hand indifferently: “Xia Chong can’t talk about ice, and well frogs can’t talk about sea, how can those wise groups know how to appreciate your and my talents.”

“Wait, it won’t be long, it’s not that you need the Golden Melody Award to prove yourself, but the Golden Melody Award needs you to prove its weight!”

Sikong Mingyue lowered his head, smiled gently, and then raised his head again, her beautiful eyes gleaming brightly: “I hope that one day, I have made plans to go on this road forever.”

“You are right.”

Shi Qinghai watched Sikong Mingyue and slowly said: “Why are you alive and how to live? Most people don’t know and don’t care about it. Their days are just like a grass, green in spring. , Turns yellow in winter.”

“And being able to choose one’s goals firmly at such a young age, and advancing forward, persevere, regardless of success or failure, is something worthy of admiration.”

“The word dream is extremely broad. Many people feel it is vague and impractical after hearing it, but please don’t care about other people’s opinions, strange eyes, and chattering after dinner. When you are really working hard for your dreams, you have already talked to them. It’s different.”

“Yeah!” The light in Sikong Mingyue’s eyes became clearer, and the fascinating voice became firm at this moment: “After a few years, we are just a pile of bones, or we are buried in the sea, or our souls return to another country, and our consciousness ends. It will be silent and never the past. Life is limited, but the meaning of life is infinite, and I hope to live an infinite life in a limited life.”

“Books will not disappear, words will not disappear. There are so many things in this world that can carry our talents. One may move forward alone, but it is great enough.”

The spacious coffee shop was empty at this time, Sikong Mingyue’s voice was shining all over like a soft light. Such a sound should have been fascinating, but at this time, it was like a drum in the morning and evening in Shi Qinghai’s ears, deafening.

She is one of the few women who can resonate with herself in the spiritual world.

In such pure feelings, the part that confidant occupies is much higher than that of love.

“Hahaha.”

Shi Qinghai laughed and stretched out his hand to straighten the hair that had fallen from Sikong Mingyue, and said in a pun: “Your voice is very good, I like it very much.”

Sikong Mingyue generously accepted Shi Qinghai’s compliment and said with a smile: “I like it too.”

On the upper left, a brown-black grand piano sits here silently, adding a touch of nobility to the original simple Nordic style.

“This piano is not cheap, right?”

Shi Qinghai stood up and walked to the piano.

“Well, because I come here often, I bought it a bit more expensive.”

Sikong Mingyue walked to Shi Qinghai and introduced him: “The Steinway D model grand piano, one of the world’s top pianos, is suitable for spacious private residences or top-level organization displays. It is worth more than one million yuan.”

“When you start playing a Steinway D piano, it is already extraordinary. Having such a distinctive piano is a privilege.”

Shi Qinghai smiled and said this famous slogan.

“Yes.”

Sikong Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, her hands behind her, her slender white fingers intertwined with each other, looking like ten naughty and lively children.

This is what she can do when she is very relaxed.

Shi Qinghai stood beside the piano, stroking the frame with both hands, bending over and hanging his head, feeling the soul of this piano deeply.

“The length is about 274 cm and the width is 157 cm. The treble of the strings is made of high-strength Swedish steel, and the bass is made of Swedish steel and the core wire is wound with pure copper.”

“Humhhhhhhhhhh!”

With a hand over all the piano keys, Shi Qinghai showed a comfortable expression on his face: “The keys are Bavarian spruce, which feels very good. The black keys are ebony wood, and the anti-slip work is also very good.”

“The soundboard is the heart and soul of the piano. It can bring a full and thick tone to the piano. Its material should be North American Hitka spruce. I haven’t heard such a crisp and beautiful sound for a long time.”

“call……”

Shi Qinghai stood up straight, with an unfinished expression on his face.

His piano skills are level 9 and his knowledge of piano is quite rich, and the excellent piano in front of him aroused Shi Qinghai’s interest.

“After hearing your introduction, I seem to know my piano again.”

Sikong Mingyue looked at Shi Qinghai with Qiushui eyes, and the strands of hair that fell down at this moment looked so demeaned, and with the light and dust, it was really beautiful.

“Would you like to play a song for me?”

“The last time I heard your piano music, it was at my concert.”

Shi Qinghai asked back: “Then would you like to play with me?”

Sikong Mingyue was startled and smiled brightly.

“sure!”

The two sit together, although they are separated by an intangible distance, but their hearts are connected at this moment.

Piano music for duo, with four hands, the most classic piece is Canon.

Canon is originally a gentle and moving piano music, in such an atmosphere, it is most suitable for playing.

Simple and nice!

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait…”

On a moonlit night, in a quiet and elegant cafe, the two of them put their hands on the clean keys, gestating music in the interlaced black and white keys.

The clear sound of the piano sounded slowly, spreading like a tide, euphemistically continuous, like a mountain spring winding from the valley, flowing slowly.

For a while,

A piece of music was finished like this, and the two looked at each other, and Shi Qinghai could clearly see the attachment in Si Kong Mingyue’s eyes.

Some relationships do not take a long time to prove.

Some feelings do not require vigorous oaths.

Sometimes, a meeting, a song, a piano ensemble played together.

Or a look.

This is enough.

For Sikong Mingyue, this is the case.

The same is true for Shi Qinghai.

ps: This chapter is really hard to write