Chapter 213 Current is flowing
Unable to help, from hesitation to determination, Scarlett gradually took steps forward. Scarlett put down the Sophocles, sat down in front of the piano, and looked at the automatic piano. settings, pressed the keys twice in a baby-step manner, and then the piano magically started playing on its own.
Scarlett couldn't hide her surprise. She also imitated Anson's actions just now, dancing lightly and cheerfully on the black and white keys -
playing randomly.
The magical place is here. Scarlett played randomly and unreasonably, but the automatic piano was still able to play a smooth and flowing movement.
Scarlett couldn't help but open her mouth and smile, "I am also a piano genius!"
Anson laughed dumbly, returned to the piano, and made a slow-down movement with the palm of his left hand facing down, "Too fast The tempo is too fast, and the emotion of the movement is completely destroyed."
However, Scarlett didn't know how to adjust and couldn't slow down the tempo. There was a little panic in her eyes, and she looked away with wide eyes. Anson.
Anson tried to take over, but soon found out that he couldn't, so he put his palm on Scarlett's fingertips to adjust the rhythm and slow it down.
He turned to look at Scarlett and explained patiently, "The joy is over, this part is no longer joyful."
As Anson just said, the third movement has ended and the player piano must move on. Next comes the fourth movement, which is also the finale.
Generally, the finale of a symphony is the fastest and most magnificent movement, but the Pathetique Symphony is on the contrary, extremely gloomy and dark, emphasizing the pathos theme, and the sad melody looks even more desolate against the background of the horns.
The mood gradually became sad.
From bright to gloomy, the air also changes quietly.
Scarlett subconsciously raised her head to look at Anson. Unexpectedly, she saw Anson’s profile close at hand. She was startled. She looked back in a panic, lowered her head quickly, and then saw the hair covering the back of her hand. The broad palm, slender and strong, tightly wraps his palm.
At this time, after a long delay, Scarlett realized the temperature coming from her palm -
almost scalding her.
The next second, her cheeks became hot. Scarlett quickly got rid of her hands, stood up quickly, and gave up her seat to the man.
Anson handed the apple to Scarlett without asking.
Scarlett took it, and after a brief moment of shyness and panic, she couldn't help but look at Anson again, joy and joy quickly filling her chest.
A faint warmth came from her fingertips, almost scalding her skin, but Scarlett couldn't help but curl up her fingers, as if trying to catch the passing warmth, her heart beating crazily.
Before I had time to pay attention to the speed, my attention was already involved in this wave of melody frenzy, using every cell to feel the color and power of the notes.
At this time, Scarlett could feel that Anson had completely slowed down the rhythm, and his strength had softened. All the noise and hustle and bustle slowly settled, and a touch of tranquility was revealed inadvertently, and a touch of sadness was flowing. .
Now, she finally understood what Anson meant:
It’s different, it’s indeed different.
The calm after the joy and the loneliness after the noisy burst out with a moving power. Even when playing the automatic piano, you can still feel the contrast.
However, the calmed mind slowly fell in sadness. It was not fear or pain, but just feeling the penetration of emotions in the vastness. In a trance, I seemed to be blended with the notes.
Quietly, just immersed in it.
Knock knock!
"Scarlett!"
A voice broke the silence. After knocking on the door, he opened the door without any pause. The noise outside quickly invaded, like a torrent.
But then it was closed again, and neither Scarlett nor Anson reacted.
Then, open it again. "God, Scarlett, I finally found you."
The balance is broken.
The first knock on the door caused ripples of panic, annoyance and frustration; before I had time to calm down, the second door opened completely disrupted my thoughts, and gravity pulled my body hard back to the ground.
Scarlett quickly stood up straight and kept her distance, blinking in panic. Before she could make a sound, the person who came was already standing at the door and waving.
"Scarlett, hurry up, there is someone outside who must be introduced to you, don't miss the opportunity."
Scarlett was concealing her turbulent emotions and subconsciously walked forward. Two steps, like an obedient puppet, the first reaction is to grab a rein and escape from this sea of notes, and then react, look back and explain to Anson.
"This is my agent, I...uh, I need to leave."
Anson was not surprised. He still sat in front of the piano and waved his hand, "I have a great time tonight."
Scarlett's smile bloomed with just one sentence, and she nodded in agreement, "Me too. . ”
Then, Scarlett quickly left the room without any further pause, without even realizing it, her heart was so high.
Following the agent for a while, the agent explained the situation nonchalantly, but Scarlett was completely absent-minded and had no specific thoughts. She was just distracted and immersed in a hazy emotion.
"Scarlett? Scarlett!"
Scarlett finally came to her senses.
"What are you doing with a bitten apple? You should not be seen eating anything and you should know that Hollywood doesn't allow that."
Scarlett One Stunned, he lowered his head and glanced at the pitiful apple in his hand. Then he realized what was going on and couldn't help but laugh.
After thinking about it, Scarlett looked around, then deviated from the track and came to the side, and placed the bitten apple on an ancient Roman pillar, like a display of art, and even Carefully adjust the position to make it look as carefully arranged as possible -
She can even imagine that Anson's smile will definitely bloom when he sees this prank.
Taking two steps back, Scarlett walked away with her agent contentedly.
A voice came from behind, "Wow, what kind of sculpture is this? It's really special."
The sound of wind, from those words, the corners of Scarlett's mouth secretly raised, and she continued to move forward. Relaxed, a burst of joy.
In that room, Anson stayed in the room and stayed contentedly for a while, experienced an automatic piano, and discovered some out-of-print collector's books. Before leaving, Anson left a piece of paper strip.
“Dear Mr. Robinov,
Nowadays, the elderly ladies are dancing around the room like a gust of wind, while the daughters in gauze are jumping and twirling amidst the bohemian waltz music. The old people lined up in long queues, like a tidal wave; the young people were free and relaxed, with their limbs relaxed.
We are saddened to see that at the palace ball, a kind of obscene dance from France was introduced, and the once proud tradition is facing serious challenges.
I am very sure and sure that this is a good thing. ”
Period.
Suppress it with the score of “Symphony of Pathetics”, and then walk away.
The fourth update.
(End of this chapter)