"You don't need to stop talking to spare my feelings. Brother Wu should speak what he wants," Meng Qian said with a shrug. He didn't care much about these things, in his mind, there was only room for his precious classical music.
What did it matter if he wasn't so rich now, as long as he could play the piano to his heart's content, Meng Qian would be happy. Besides, what was the purpose of hiring a friend if he couldn't talk freely about what he wanted?
After dinner Meng Qian went to Fazioli's beautiful black grand piano, he caressed the piano like it was his most loving lover, he had a heated look and if he could he would kiss the piano, but he still had some qualms in front of strangers.
Wu Liang was sitting on a long royal blue sofa silently watching Meng Qian being lewd with a piano, he wanted so much to laugh, but he could only contain himself. It would be bad to embarrass this neat little shou too much.
Meng Qian took one of the sheet music he had to study for the week. As he had high grades and scholarship, he was placed directly into sophomore year, plus the piano performance of his test was very good. Despite finishing his freshman year at college, he was already in the fourth period.
Of course, he had some extra subjects that he had to do written work, like the composers' stories, studying the history of music, culture, diversities, anyway, there was a pile of work for him to deliver by December.
It's still November and he has time, Meng Qian consoled himself a little as he sat on the black stool and pasted up the score for Pathétique (Symphony #6 Tchaikovsky) so he could play. The music came out of the piano as a firm, tuned sound, the sound was perfect, which made Meng Qian thrill to the quality of the piano.
Meng Qian played the same piece of music for nearly an hour, he had an upright posture and looked very serious, though his eyes held warmth and gratification that belied his strict appearance.
"Here, you should stop for a while and have a snack," Wu Liang said, calling the young man to sit beside him and eat some cookies and drink milk.
Meng Qian's lips twitched, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he thought young master Wu's tastes are quite childish. However, Meng Qian got up in obedience and went to eat with his boss, he was also tired and needed to get away from the piano momentarily.
"What do you like?" Wu Liang asked when he saw the eyes of cold indifference curl into a half-moon as he ate a chocolate chip cookie, although Meng Qian himself didn't realize he made that kind of expression when eating.
"Anything sweet is good. When I was a child I could eat very little candy. Only when there was something festive or something good would happen at the orphanage as a donation from some wealthy company, that sort of thing" Meng Qian commented with some indifference.
"I like sweet things too, but when I was a kid I couldn't eat as much because I spent a lot of my childhood with weakness. I got better when I turned 12." Wu Liang commented feeling happy to be able to speak freely without caring if it was vital information or not, regardless of whether they would use this information against him in the future.
Meng Qian was an ordinary person who didn't know anything about the High Society world, so he didn't know anything about young master Wu's life, only the latter is very rich and comes from an ancient martial artist family, so even the vital information it was just unimportant information to Meng Qian.
Wu Liang and Meng Qian talked for half an hour about what they liked and what they didn't like, mixing stories about their life trajectories, overall it was a pleasant conversation. Then Meng Qian went back to the piano to get back to practicing.
"Wait here there are some videos of several pianists who played Tchaikovsky's Symphony #6," said Wu Liang handing a small magnetic card to Meng Qian. He took advantage of the meantime that the young university student was training to arrange these videos.
"Oh, that reminds me that Brother Meng doesn't have a good wrist device. I'm going to ask Uncle Ya to get one, so I just need to pass the files through the device." Wu Liang continued speaking quietly.
The technology of this world was very advanced, everyone gets a wrist device at the age of five given by the government, but it was the most basic of devices. With the quality of Wu Liang's videos, Meng Qian's device would not work properly.
Meng Qian took the swipe card and had an inquisitive look at young master Wu, who had a gentle smile and a warm gaze. The beautiful fox eyes were slightly up, while the peach-colored lips were curved in a soft smile.
"I asked Uncle Ya to download some videos interpretation of this piece by the most famous pianists. You also have to listen well to learn faster, don't you?" Wu Liang said with a shrug, what he did was not much.
The truth is that Yu Liang asked the system to collect these videos and asked to put one of the practice videos that was played by his older brother, putting everything on the magnetic card.
Wu Huo, the older brother of young master Wu and slag gong number 1, was very good at playing the piano, he was not only good but he could also be considered among the top 10 professional pianists in the world. Of course, as an ancient martial family, Wu Huo was born with a very strong aptitude and it was almost certain that he would make it to the Auric Realms Core, so it wasn't strange that in addition to training on the martial path, he could do whatever he wanted.
He was already in the first tier Soul Origin Realms at 30-years-old, he could already live 250 years longer than ordinary humans. Learning to play the piano to perfection could only be considered a hobby for such a long life.
However, it was these skills of Wu Huo that made Meng Qian originally fall in love with this number 1 slag gong. The rest is a too tacky drama of too many coincidences that made Meng Qian love Wu Huo, but Wu Huo only loved his family and I saw nothing more than that.
Xiao Yao system: So why put the song played by Wu Huo on the playlist?
Yu Liang: Do you think who plays the piano better? Me or slag gong number 1?
Xiao Yao system: But the original young master Wu played string instruments, he was an expert in guqin and not piano. [o_o]
Yu Liang: True. However, the original young master Wu also played the piano, he was second only to his older brother. That's why there's the piano here too. Of course, he prefers to play the guqin with his dear older brother. [U_u]
Xiao Yao system: Isn't this character setup a little ridiculous? ['-']
Yu Liang: Not much, I mean this body was born with Origin Soul cultivation, the intelligence of this body is much higher than martial cultivators who have reached the same cultivation level, so it would have no difficulty in learning anything. He is rich and had the means to learn. So it all makes sense. What this original body lacks is a longer life. [ù_ú]
The system that was questioning whether there was an even bigger hole in the brain of the writer of this Dark BL world, she was silent. What Yu Liang said made perfect sense, young master Wu had money, intelligence, and various opportunities, what he lacked were lifetime and life experience.
Young Master Wu was very young and naive, he doesn't know the world and hasn't experienced much, so how could he put feelings into the songs he played. Soon the pieces played by him were perfect, but without emotions, even in the guqin, the emotion evoked was not so deep.
However, Yu Liang is the young master Wu now, who has lived many lives and had shocking experiences, if he claims that he knows all the emotions in the world, no one else can claim the same thing.
If young master Wu wanted to, he could have graduated from college and learned a myriad of skills, but as he himself knew he would have a short life, he wasted no time looking for college or other things, he was doing what he wanted.
For example, living the life of a relatively normal high school, going out and playing with friends, learning the piano and other musical instruments, well, young master Wu was just enjoying his short life as much as he could.
Of course, this wasn't something Wu Liang could openly divulge to Meng Qian, but he could still impress the other man with his performance.
Yu Liang: Let's see if the protagonist still falls in love with slag gong number 1!
Xiao Yao: Ohhh, so brave! [ò_ó]
The system was just eating her popcorn and enjoying her chocolate, whatever happens in the plot will now be profit for her.