Every World is Collapsing [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

5.4 - doubtful

Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, Zheng Hongyi got up and entered the piano room not far away after finishing breakfast.

As an internationally renowned pianist and composer, there is no doubt about Zheng Hongyi's musical talent. Unlike others who rarely perform after becoming famous, almost every once in a while, Zheng Hongyi can always compose one amazing piece after another. It has amazed countless people.

Of course, behind these ten thousand orders, Zheng Hongyi's efforts are unimaginable by others.

For example, when inspiration strikes, he often stays awake, does not eat or drink, and races against time, hoping to produce a perfect work before the inspiration fades. Often, after the song is completed, the person has to go to the hospital regularly. He was in a coma in the intensive care unit for a while.

Another example is that in order to find the moment of despair, he traveled across thousands of miles of desert alone. Under the scorching heat, his whole body was dehydrated and he was semi-conscious. He suffered from severe hallucinations and created the pinnacle masterpiece of his life, "Looking". , if it weren't for the camel team that happened to be rescued before he was about to die, then there would have been no musical genius named Zheng Hongyi in this world.

In recent years, although Zheng Hongyi has often come up with new works, he has never produced a more outstanding work than "Looking". Although some people say that the peak of life is once, but Zheng Hongyi himself is in this situation. He was extremely dissatisfied, to the point where he was squeezing all his cells all the time, not enough, not enough.

Different from the practice in the past, today Zheng Hongyi is in the piano room revising the music score that had already taken shape last night. As he moved his pen, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps passing by outside the door. Almost subconsciously, he put the tip of his pen on the staff. Stop slightly.

For nearly ten seconds, the slight sound of the door opening came from the end of the outer corridor, followed by the sound of the door closing.

This is...the young man has entered the piano room.

The simple wall clock hanging on the porcelain white wall in the piano room was pointing at ten o'clock at the moment. Chu Jingran, who was sitting in front of the white piano, raised his hand, and his soft fingertips fell, and the same music played again just like yesterday. open.

Just outside the piano room just a door away, Zheng Hongyi stood there, quietly listening to the somewhat sad and helpless tunes without saying a word.

[Host, is it really useful to just play here and say nothing? What if Zheng Hongyi doesn't understand? 】

[That side mission failed. 】

[...] I know even if you don't tell me.

Chu Jingran's fingers kept rising and falling, and he glanced at the door as if unintentionally, and said softly: "He will understand." 】

Notes are lifeless things in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of those who truly love music, they are flesh and blood, with joy and sorrow.

Every player who loves musical notes will integrate the truest feelings and thoughts in his heart unconsciously or unconsciously, and pass them into the ears of every listener through jumping ups and downs.

People can lie, but notes cannot. Therefore, it will convey the truest information and the truest heart of the player to the ears of the listener.

The player now is Zheng Lixin, and the only audience is Zheng Hongyi.

Finally, when the pointer pointed to eleven o'clock, the movements in Chu Jingran's hands stopped. Zheng Hongyi outside the door heard the sound of the piano in the piano room suddenly stop. Just when he was puzzled, the door of the piano room that had been closed was closed from the inside. Opening it, the young man's slightly slender figure appeared.