Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Isn't it just double overtones and left-handed strings?

Doesn't double overtone mean that the fingertips float on the strings, and you don't need to press them down. You need to find a good pitch position so that the vibration position of the strings can be controlled?

As for the movement technique of left-hand plucking, it is more difficult than double-overtone medicine, but anyone who knows a little about the violin knows this technique.

Proud to know this?

Qin Ran's key point is not these, but Qin Yu is not proficient in double overtones and left-handed string picking skills. Her double overtones are very stiff, and the strings vibrate intermittently. Tremolo is not smooth.

And her left hand plucked the strings, which made the problem even bigger. Qin Yu always felt dull when plucking the d string, because she didn't dare to use force. Qin Ran reckoned that Qin Yu had tried it herself, and if her voice was crisp, she would definitely Touch the e string.

In short, Qin Yu's basic skills are still acceptable, but his skills are definitely not up to the mark.

But Qin Yu wanted to show off his skills in a piece of music, so that the beauty of a piece of music was abruptly destroyed.

This is the origin of Qinran's "not fluent".

But she didn't say it.

I just took out the earphones and plugged them into my ears, found a stool to sit down, and turned up the music volume to the maximum, and the restlessness in the brows of the whole person slowly eased down.

Because with Qin Yu's words, the atmosphere of the entire small auditorium instantly sank.

Qiao Sheng put away the carelessness on his face, turned his head, and looked at Qin Yu with a sneer.

Qin Yu didn't dare to look at Qiao Sheng. She pinched her palm with the fingers of one hand. She closed her eyes slightly, and then said to Xu Yaoguang, "So you just let her be here?"

Xu Yaoguang also came back to his senses at this moment, he glanced at Qin Ran, his cold eyes had deep pupils, and he turned sideways to talk to Qin Yu: "As a violinist, you are bound to be subject to various professional follow-ups. There is no need to care about comments from unprofessional people.”

"But what if I say that her being here affects my mood? I can't hold it any longer." Qin Yu didn't look at Qin Ran, and said lightly.

Xu Yaoguang didn't answer right away, he thought about it.

Then he looked at Qinran, the meaning was obvious.

Qin Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and stood aside condescendingly looking at Qin Ran who was sitting down.

Qiao Sheng opened his mouth, and he jumped up, in disbelief: "Young Master Xu?!"

Xu Yaoguang still didn't speak.

The phone in Qin Ran's hand flicked, Lin Siran called, and she picked it up.

The performance has come to Lin Siran.

Qin Ran stood up, took off the earphones and stuffed them into her pocket, half-closed her almond eyes, and said casually to Qiao, "It's Lin Siran's time, let's go."

Qiao Sheng glanced at Qin Yu with a half-smile, his eyes were filled with ice, and then followed Qin Ran and left the place directly.

After the two left, the small auditorium became quiet again.

Xu Yaoguang's expression didn't change much, he still looked at Qin Yu coldly: "He's gone, you go on."

Just as Qin Yu picked up the violin, Xu Yaoguang's voice sounded faintly again: "Your sister can play the violin?"

Although it is a question, it is an affirmative tone.

"She learned it when she was a child, but she didn't take it seriously. She stopped learning it after a few years, and even beat the teacher's child on the head." Qin Yu said.

Xu Yaoguang nodded and stopped talking.

His eyes were a little empty. Qin Yu noticed him later and found that he was not listening as seriously as before.

**

Outside the door, Qin Ran had already seen Lin Siran, who was behind the other performers in Class Nine.

"What are you thinking, all the troops have left." Qin Ran cleared her throat and said in a low voice.

"I seem to see an acquaintance." Lin Siran frowned slightly, "I'm not sure."

Lin Siran came back to his senses again, and took out a thumb-sized glass bottle with a plant in it from his pocket, and handed it directly to Qin Ran: "Take it."

"What?" Qiao Sheng leaned over to take a look.

Lin Siran smiled, calmly: "A piece of grass, it's nothing."

Hearing what Lin Siran said, Qin Ran glanced at her expressionlessly.

Qiao Sheng didn't pay much attention to Qin Ran's expression. He just took a serious look and found that it was really a grass, so he didn't say anything in an instant.

Girls are really boring.

**

In the evening, Qin Yu finished her rehearsal and went home with a face full of thoughts.

Ning Qing was on the phone with someone at home, with a happy look on her face.

Qin Yu drank a glass of water and didn't go to practice the piano. After Ning Qing finished talking on the phone, she brushed her hair together and said casually, "Mom, where did you find that piece of paper last time?"

Ning Qing just hung up the phone, she was taken aback, "What paper?"

Qin Yu pursed her lips, "Just... when you were packing things for grandma, a piece of paper fell out."

Ning Qing thought about it for a long time, but she only had the slightest impression: "Paper? That should belong to your grandma, right? I don't know, you will go to see your grandma with me tomorrow, by the way?"

Chen Shulan?

Qin Yu's impression of Chen Shulan was only that of a plainly dressed old man, and she didn't know much about Chen Shulan.

However, the artistic conception and technique in this score are very sophisticated. Qin Yu reckons that it has nothing to do with Chen Shulan, but he doesn't know where she got it.

Hearing this, he nodded slightly, "I'll go see grandma with you tomorrow."

Because Qin Yu discovered that Xu Yaoguang was more interested in her new adaptation than in her other music, but there was only one score.

However, Qin Yu didn't associate the sheet music with Chen Shulan, so he could only say, try his luck.

**

The next day, Qin Yu rarely went to see Chen Shulan with Ning Qing.

"Mom, Yu'er came to see you." Ning Qing shook Chen Shulan's bed.

Chen Shulan was sick, her mental state was not good, and her voice was weak.

Qin Yu didn't sit by the bed, but sat on a chair beside her. She greeted Chen Shulan several times with great concern, and finally helped Chen Shulan cover the quilt when she was about to leave, "By the way, grandma, last time my mother When I was helping you with your luggage, I seemed to see a piece of paper with a bunch of symbols on it."

Fearing that Chen Shulan would not understand the numbered musical notation, Qin Yu changed the term.

"Do you have anything else?"

When Chen Shulan spoke, she was in a bad state, and she didn't say a few words to Qin Yu, but when she heard this sentence, she lifted her spirits and looked at Qin Yu with bright eyes.