One Hundred and Eighty-Seven Chills Down the Spine

"King of the Stage ()"

For Ronan, the keyboard and guitar were not difficult, it was something he was good at.

But the point is not what kind of instrument it is, nor is it whether Ronan is good at it. The key is that Ronan knows how to convey emotions through playing. Feeling the surge of emotion is the key to bringing notes to life.

Perhaps, what Cliff needs is an example, and then he can find inspiration, which is why Ronan agreed to "challenge" to go forward and demonstrate.

"... Ronan? Are you really going to demonstrate?" Ollie was so surprised that he couldn't help talking when he saw Ronan walking into the recording room.

Maxim and Cliff also looked at Ronan, hesitating to speak, but they didn't speak after all, only Ollie's voice echoed and surged in the space.

Ronan raised his eyebrows lightly, did not speak, just glanced at Cliff, Cliff stood up, and then he sat directly in front of the keyboard, did not immediately start playing "Chasing the Light", but moved a little With a flick of the finger, the fingertips danced smoothly on the black and white keys, and the warm-up was completed after two simple back and forth.

Pausing for a while to adjust his breathing, he actually signaled to Cliff and his teammates that the preparations had been completed, and then his fingertips hung over the keys.

Take a deep breath!

Exhale! Finger drop! The two movements are completed at the same time, and they are integrated like this. The power of the fingertips is transmitted heavily on the black and white keys, and the majestic and magnificent power bursts out instantly, just like the stars in the sky are shattered. This is how to vent.

thump!

Like a roar.

receive.

Immediately afterwards, the fingertips left the keys and floated above the chaotic black and white luster. It seemed that the surface of the fingerprint could still feel the cold texture from the keys, which corresponded to the afterimages of the fingers reflected on the keys. The silky space ensures that no power is injected into it, and the tumbling air surges in instantly, flowing in the weak space between the fingertips and the keys, faintly able to capture the response of the keys sound remaining in the air.

Not a rest.

Not even the gap between one-eighth note and one-sixteenth note, but a short and fleeting thought, thoughts flashing brightly and quickly, breathing stagnates involuntarily, space condenses, time pauses, I haven't had time to catch the tail of my thoughts, and then——

put!

The fingertips landed on the keys again, not a physical pause, but a mental stagnation, but this small stagnation made the emotions in the mind slightly withdrawn, and the force released towards the keys was like a tide. Slowly receding, from the roar of the ocean to the flow of the torrential river, the emotions are vented in such a smooth way, and the sense of release in one go immediately makes the mood lighter.

Then, again—

"Deng! Dengdengdeng..."

"Deng! Dengdengdeng..."

The power of the first syllable fades slowly; the lightness of the subsequent syllables slowly drags on, as if you can feel the fingertips resting on the keys to drag a little force, and then continue the ethereal feeling of the notes in this way, that kind of The wanton sense of freedom of flying with the wind and embracing the sky gradually becomes lighter.

From thick to brisk, from heavy to smooth, one four-beat, two four-beats continued, and the brightness of the mood bloomed like a rose-colored light.

Refreshing!

Two eight beats, Ronan completed the demonstration in this way, paused, but did not immediately turn his head to communicate, but sat on the spot and thought for a moment, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or explaining, "Wait Wait, the feeling is still lacking, the continuous feeling in the second half needs to be lighter, not the lingering drag, but the clearness of the spring water flowing, it needs to show the feeling of the gurgling stream, the sense of flow and the sense of lightness.”

After speaking, Ronan took another deep breath, and his fingertips fell on the keyboard again.

After two eight beats,

Ronan thought about it carefully, and then turned to look at Cliff, "Well, it's fine to follow the feeling of the second version. But I only played two eight beats, and the emotional continuity is not complete. , you need to find the feeling of step-by-step advancement to play.”

Pausing for a moment, Ronan didn't wait for Cliff's answer, widened his eyes, looked directly at Cliff, and asked, "Do you need to demonstrate again?"

Cliff was bathed in Lu Nan's sight, cold and calm, without anger or threat, just a simple question to ask for opinions, but felt a huge pressure rolling down layer by layer, knees Inexplicably, he felt a little weak, as if the rabbit who had been stared at by the cheetah ended up running into a dead end, watching the cheetah approaching him step by step with nowhere to escape.

"Gudu", Cliff swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He was startled by the sound of swallowing, and almost jumped up, and said in a panic, "No, no, no. I... er, I have already Understood."

Ronan was very patient, "Cliff, if you still have any doubts, bring them up now, we will discuss and negotiate to find the right solution, the result of pretending to understand is a waste of time and make yourself even more embarrassed. "

The gentle words did not calm Cliff's emotions, but a cold sweat broke out on his back, "Ahem", he had to clear his throat, "No, I'm serious, I already know. Let's start now, I'm ready."

Ronan paused for a moment, as if he was looking at Cliff's expression. Just when Cliff was about to suffocate, Ronan nodded slightly to express his understanding, "Then let's try again." Then, Ronan said got up and left.

Watching Ronan leave the recording room, Cliff grabbed the mineral water bottle next to him and poured water down his throat. Obviously he was in a closed space, but he felt the cold wind on his back, and goose bumps sprang up one after another. The whole person looked very embarrassed.

Cliff turned his head to look at Maxim and Ollie in embarrassment. He was still not used to his... appearance in front of Ronan, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Oli had a hard time holding back his laughter, and he couldn't hide his gloating expression; Maxim also had the urge to laugh, so he looked away.

"Bad friends!" Cliff complained angrily, "You guys will know later!"

But Cliff didn't dare to say anything more, because from the corner of his eyes, he could already see Ronan sitting in front of the audio console again. He immediately shut his mouth tightly, sat down in front of the keyboard quickly, and squeezed out a big smile. He gestured an "OK" gesture to Ronan, indicating that he was ready.

Oly, who witnessed all this, covered his mouth with his right hand, and mercilessly complained, "Full marks in social life skills."

Cliff rolled his eyes, but before Cliff could refute, Ronan's voice rang out in the recording room, "Ollie, I also hope that your social life skills will be perfect."

puff.

Maxim bent over and buried his head, trying his best to hold back his smile.