Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!-Chapter 619 - 284: I’m Very Curious About What Kind of Lyrics You Would Match_3

Jiang Xinyi then made it a point to remind him twice; she definitely didn't want Zhou Yuwen to do as he had done yesterday, promising to treat her to a firepot meal, only to forget about it later!

Zhou Yuwen laughed out loud, saying he couldn't possibly forget this time.

"You'll have to help me with the accompaniment tomorrow! Shall we practice a little more today?" Zhou Yuwen suggested.

This reminded Jiang Xinyi.

The piece Zhou Yuwen had just played was indeed captivating.

"Hey, if you want me to accompany you, you'll have to write down the score for me."

"Alright, I'll write it down for you now, and we might as well practice a bit while we have the time."

With that, Zhou Yuwen led Jiang Xinyi to the piano.

Aside from a piano, this villa had nothing else, but Jiang Xinyi had a black pen in her bag, and Zhou Yuwen was holding a floor plan of the house.

So, Zhou Yuwen wrote down the numbered musical notation for "Those Years in a Hurry" on the floor plan.

Jiang Xinyi started learning piano at four. She had long passed the piano grade ten exams. In fact, when she was very young, her parents did hope she would take the path of art.

However, the thing with the piano is that it's easy to master, but incredibly difficult to go beyond that mastery.

Jiang Xinyi didn't really have much talent in piano. After some effort and encountering some exceptionally gifted peers, her enthusiasm for studying piano waned.

Nowadays, she could only play a few pieces to cultivate her taste.

Of course, talent does have its limits, but her ability to appreciate music was not constrained.

From the moment Zhou Yuwen wrote down the notation, Jiang Xinyi hummed the tune silently to herself. She was amazed; despite her years of piano study, she hadn't composed a single piece, yet Zhou Yuwen, obviously an amateur, could write such a nice tune.

She again remembered when she was very young, diligently practicing, only to be outperformed by a girl who hadn't been learning piano for long.

It turns out that saying was right: you only see the threshold of geniuses.

And herself, she may have not even touched the threshold.

Zhou Yuwen finished writing down the entire piece and handed it to Jiang Xinyi, then said with a smile, "Sister Xinyi, I'm not really good at piano. This is a guitar score, and then I played it on the piano. There might be a few different notes, can you help me fill them in?"

"You haven't learned piano?" Jiang Xinyi asked.

"Mm, I haven't learned formally, but I know how to play."

"Know how to play?"

"Yes, know how to play."

Piano and guitar are quite different, but Zhou Yuwen had a foundation in guitar. In his past life, he dated a girl who played the piano; both loved music, and certainly shared musical exchanges.

Then that girl said Zhou Yuwen had beautiful hands, perfect for playing piano.

Zhou Yuwen said he didn't know how.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, I can teach you."

Thus, she taught Zhou Yuwen how to play piano for a while. He never took any exams, so he didn't know what level he was at.

The only piece he could play entirely was probably his favorite, "Those Years in a Hurry."

Sitting in front of the piano, he closed his eyes and saw the notes he played in his past life dancing before him.

Jiang Xinyi stood aside, just silently watching.

And so, the first note resonated, the piano's bass rich and pure, mixing with the middle tones.

Simply looking at the music, Jiang Xinyi couldn't feel the meaning within the piece. But someone like Zhou Yuwen, who knew the lyrics and had the melody, could produce a different effect.

The beginning of the piece felt desolate.

Like Jingjing's quiet storytelling.

It also resembled an unwillingness to accept everything that had happened.

Jiang Xinyi frowned slightly, feeling something was missing, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

After playing the piece, Jiang Xinyi felt a lump in her chest, asking: "What exactly are the lyrics to this song?! If you don't tell me, it's like this piece is covered with a layer of cloth! Can you tell me first?"

Zhou Yuwen smiled and said, "Well, that's a secret for now!"

Jiang Xinyi nearly exploded with frustration. It was such an uncomfortable feeling.

The melody could convey sadness, but without the lyrics to illustrate it, its essence remains elusive!

Jiang Xinyi really wanted to know!

But Zhou Yuwen just wouldn't say.

Jiang Xinyi said, "You want me to accompany you, but how can I accompany you without knowing the meaning of this song?"

Zhou Yuwen made space for Jiang Xinyi to sit down.

He said, "Then sit down, let's play it together, and I'll tell you a story."

"?" Jiang Xinyi sat down curiously.

Zhou Yuwen played the song again, Those Years in a Hurry.

The piano piece of "Those Years in a Hurry" actually makes for a perfect storytelling background music.

A long time ago, a boy fell in love with a girl.

From the initial love.

To attending university together.

To their eventual breakup.

The piece and the story blended perfectly, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

After the breakup, the girl said with tearful eyes, "You will regret this!"

Then on a rainy night, she met a stranger.

That night, under the stranger, the girl stared at the ceiling and shed her last tear in despair.

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Jiang Xinyi was stunned, looking incredulously at Zhou Yuwen in front of her.

But Zhou Yuwen kept on focusing on his story,

And seriously playing the piano.

We owe each other♪

Otherwise, how can we reminisce♪?

The music and story melded beautifully, and by the end, Jiang Xinyi felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if she could sense the girl's despair in the story.

She finally lifted the veil that was draped over the music.

Without warning, a tear fell from her eyes.

As if she completely empathized.

Indeed, Jiang Xinyi was a traditional girl; she believed a girl's first time was very important.

But in the story, the girl, out of spite,

Gave her first time to a stranger she didn't know.

At that moment, Jiang Xinyi couldn't comprehend.

And it was precisely because she couldn't comprehend,

That the story was elevated.

The piece came to an end.

Zhou Yuwen let out a long sigh of relief.

He looked at Jiang Xinyi with a smile, "Now do you understand this piece?"

"Zhou Yuwen," Jiang Xinyi softly called out Zhou Yuwen's name.

"Hm?" Zhou Yuwen was curious.

It was only then he noticed Jiang Xinyi's eyes were red, and she was gazing at him, lost in thought.

Perhaps Zhou Yuwen didn't realize how focused he was while playing the piano, and how captivating his storytelling was.

In that moment, Zhou Yuwen had no artifice.

It was truly heartfelt.

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After all, many years ago, he really was an artistic youth.

Perhaps that was the reason.

Jiang Xinyi was entranced.

And at this point, Zhou Yuwen was still unaware, he curiously asked, "What's wrong?"

After a while, Jiang Xinyi said, "I'm really curious about what lyrics you would pair with this song."