Chapter 046 She Glows When She Plays the Violin
The car drove into the municipal party committee compound.
We stopped in front of a slightly old two-story Western-style building with courtyards in the front and back.
Very spacious.
From the moment the car drove into the compound, Rong Mei took a thorough look at all the houses in the compound.
The Kang family’s building may not be ranked first in the courtyard, but it is definitely among the top three.
Blind guess.
If someone like Kang Xiangtong were born in the future, she would definitely get full marks and excellent awards for writing essays from a young age.
As for the title—My Father, the Mayor.
Of course, it is not ruled out that he could be promoted to the next level - deputy mayor.
Kang Xiangtong led Rong Mei into the house.
In addition to Kang Xiangtong's parents and nanny, there were also many relatives of the Kang family at home.
Kang Xiangtong showed up with Rong Mei, introduced them to her parents, briefly greeted many relatives, and then led everyone upstairs.
Rong Mei, who had been hanging around in places like this for many years, naturally knew that everyone in this room was either rich or noble.
In the past, she would have taken this opportunity to develop her network.
I have made up my mind to be an indifferent person in this life. I don't belong to the same circle as these people. I have no demands, so naturally I won't be servile and fawning to them.
Kang Xiangtong took Rong Mei to visit her room.
Then he took people to the piano room impatiently.
Yes, the Kang family had enough rooms, so they specially cleared out a piano room for Kang Xiangtong.
Later, Kang Xiangtong went to the art troupe, and this room was not demolished, but remained for Kang Botao to use.
Kang Botao is twelve years old this year, six years younger than Kang Xiangtong.
Rong Mei also noticed it from the brief time the two siblings spent together downstairs just now.
Kang Xiangtong's influence on Kang Botao is completely suppressed by blood.
Because she was going to be brought upstairs, Kang Botao originally wanted to follow her upstairs, but was rejected harshly and mercilessly by Kang Xiangtong.
Although Kang Botao looked aggrieved and reluctant, he really stopped in his tracks.
Kang Xiangtong hurriedly went to get the piano case and put it on the desk, "Come, take a look."
At the same time, he signaled Rong Mei to open it with an expectant look.
Rong Mei nodded and reached out to open the piano case.
The violin was wiped very clean, not covered with a layer of dust as Kang Xiangtong said.
"Try it first?" Kang Xiangtong looked at Rong Mei with sparkling eyes, and then glanced at the violin.
To be honest, when Kang Botao gave up at first she despised her brother for it.
Then she also declared in front of Kang Botao that she would become a great person within two months.
After all, she has a foundation in music theory.
However, the fact is - my fingertips are swollen from pressing the strings, and I can't play a tune in tune.
Snap——
I put this treasure heavily back into the piano case, sealing up the piano and locking up my love for it.
After that, the brother and sister tacitly agreed not to mention this past that they did not want to recall.
So she was quite curious about Rong Mei's level of ability.
Rong Mei reached into the violin case with one hand and picked up the violin and bow, and then held her neck with one hand and moved it a little.
Then he casually placed the guitar on his neck.
He tilted his head and asked Kang Xiangtong with a smile, "What kind of music do you want to listen to? Classical? Passionate? Elegant?"
With just a seemingly casual movement of putting the piano on, Kang Xiangtong understood the gap between her and Rong Mei.
You don't even need to use the handle of the piano, the position of the piano is already precise.
This must be an action ingrained in our bones.
You have to know that when Kang Botao first started learning, he practiced the piano posture for a week. No wonder the boy was unwilling to learn.
It is indeed the most difficult instrument to learn.
Of course, she wouldn't admit it until she learned it.
After she got the hang of it, well, she became completely obedient. It is indeed the hardest thing to learn, no wonder she didn't learn it.
Looking at the confidence that emanated from Rong Mei's bones, Kang Xiangtong was unconsciously infected.
So, she decided to make a slightly more difficult request to Rong Mei.
He pursed his lips, supported the elbow of one hand with the other, bent his fingers, tapped his chin, looked at Rong Mei and said, "Then let's do something that is both elegant and passionate?"
"No problem." Rong Mei agreed with a smile.
Then.
Press the string with your left hand and hold the bow with your right hand.
The bow lightly touched the string.
The moment the tone sounded.
Kang Xiangtong was completely attracted to it.
Watching Rong Mei's uninterrupted fingering and natural string switching.
Her face was calm and composed, her body elegant and relaxed, but the music coming from the strings made Kang Xiangtong feel that one person and one piano were as passionate as thousands of troops.
Kang Xiangtong couldn't imagine how many people would be fascinated by such a charming woman when she stepped on the stage.
Regardless of gender or age.
Because Rong Mei is really so beautiful that she glows.
Can’t hear enough, can’t see enough.
After one song is over, she wants to listen to another one.
What ensemble? She just wanted to hear Rong Mei’s solo performance.
Woohoo—this was the first time she heard such beautiful music live.
If the violinist in the orchestra could reach half of Rong Mei's pitch, he could also be a leading actor in the orchestra.
Now she feels sorry for their art troupe that they cannot introduce such talents.
She could figure it out with her toes that as soon as Rong Mei went in, Cui Mengmeng's position as the pillar would have to be vacated immediately.
It’s a pity that the fairy is not interested in their art troupe at all.
After playing three songs for Kang Xiangtong in a row, Rong Mei stretched out her hand, which was already red and stained with string marks, and begged for mercy.
Kang Xiangtong then gave up.
He took Rong Mei's hand and stroked and blew on her fingertips as if he was coaxing a child.
He was still mumbling, "I don't know how heartbroken Deputy Director Zhou will be when he sees me when we get back. It's all my fault. My hands are like this. But how long have you practiced piano? How come there are no calluses on your fingertips? I have been practicing for two months and my hands are already covered with thick calluses. It took me half a year to get them smooth again."
Rong Mei pulled her hand away from Kang Xiangtong's palm and put the piano into the case.
He closed it and said calmly, "Many years ago, I don't remember clearly, and then I didn't pull it for a long time, so there are no calluses on my hands."
Kang Xiangtong sat down, resting her elbows on the desk and supporting her chin, staring at Rong Mei's back eagerly, "No wonder she is so powerful. It seems that there is really no shortcut to this. The only way is to practice hard."
As soon as the words fell.
Kang Botao ran in.
He raised his head and looked at Rong Mei, and asked very seriously.
"Sister, I want to learn to play the second piece you played. How long will it take me to play it like you?"
Facing the owner of the violin, Rong Mei naturally showed him her most beautiful smile.
"It depends on how hard you work. If you don't practice like you are doing now, you will never be able to play it. If you practice every day for two or three years, your sense of pitch will improve, and it will be much easier to learn the music."
"Ah, it takes so long to learn."
When Kang Botao heard that he would have to study for two to three years, he instantly became depressed, with a frustrated look on his face.
Rong Mei explained with a smile.
"The second piece is called 'Rose Boy', because every rose has thorns. So if you want to pick this rose, you have to overcome all the difficulties at the moment and learn to cut through the thorns. When you succeed, you will be able to feel it blooming for you."
I don’t know what Rong Mei’s words reminded the young boy Kang Botao of, but his face suddenly turned red and he ran away like a flash.
Kang Bowen came forward with a smile on his face. He looked at Rong Mei and said in a gentle voice, "I'm sorry for eavesdropping on your performance for free."
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