Two Hundred and Nineteenth Note Magic

"King of the Stage ()"

Sitting in front of the piano, Ronan calmed down. Even though he could feel the excitement of the butterfly's wings in his lower abdomen, his emotions and reason had slowly settled down. His eyes and brain only had the piano in front of him, and he completely forgot what was around him. In the presence of other people, I also forget my own position and space. There is only myself and the piano, only myself and music, and the world is quiet like this.

Although it was the first time we met, Ronan seemed to be able to feel the soul hidden in the piano, old and quiet, and the traces left by the years were so deep and so clear.

His fingertips lightly slid across the black and white keys, but they didn't fall down. He just felt the texture and emotion of the keys. He seemed to be able to vaguely feel the vicissitudes and sorrows accumulated by time. Involuntarily, Ronan closed his eyes slowly. The eyes and index finger fell, and the crisp sound of the keys vibrated slightly, like a call from the deep sea, deep and cold, and the thick and cold permeated under the fingertips.

Taking a deep breath, Ronan put his hands on the black and white keys, and then danced with his fingertips on the black and white keys. The flowing melody flowed out smoothly and densely, as if he could feel the faint sadness and Lonely, in a trance, the whole world is left alone——

In the vast universe, there is only one person.

Ollie's eyes suddenly brightened. It was that song, the song about demons that they co-wrote on the plane but never finished, but they didn't expect that Ronan would actually play this song today— —Oli obviously missed Ronan's burst of inspiration last night, and didn't know that Ronan had completed the follow-up creation. At this moment, he suddenly heard it, and his heartstrings were gently plucked like this.

Different from the melody they created in the cabin before, it is full of power and has a sense of explosion from the inside out. The shock of the roar of the drum makes the melody exciting; at this time, the melody played by the piano does not have any other instruments. But it will not appear thin and monotonous.

on the contrary--

Like standing in front of a deep blue ocean with broken ice floating, the vast and majestic coldness and coldness continue in the field of vision. The imbalance of gravity makes the world enter a state of disorder, and the stormy sea is mixed with the wind and the wind. The cold ice was blowing mightily.

Alone and lonely.

Majestic and magnificent.

The power in the depths of Ronan's soul fell on the keys heartily through his fingertips, but it was not a brute force impact, but a sense of light jumping, chaotic and heavy emotions in the cold notes A short burst of force hit the chest hard, but it continued continuously, one blow after another, like a violent storm.

It was a roar, a catharsis from the heart, but it was also a call, a desperate plea for help.

Rough and gentle.

Thick and light.

Such contradictory emotions are perfectly blended together, and the depth and depth are delicately and clearly displayed. Ronan's fingertip power control is so delicate and precise, and the sadness and loneliness in the piano keys are perfectly released. It... is like Pinocchio in Ronan's hands, gaining vitality, and then becoming lively and agile from the "puppet" state.

Ollie's emotions surged silently at his fingertips, he felt it, he felt the emotions in the melody more clearly and more deeply than anyone else——

If he really turned into a demon, if the monster in his heart really devoured his soul, then he believed that the musical notes would become the light of hope to save himself.

"Fly away and sing, you will be omnipotent."

"Merge as one, regardless of each other, you can take away the pain."

"If I turn into a demon, save me."

The lyrics, breaking out of cocoons and becoming butterflies in my mind, entwined with darkness and shadows and soaring towards the sun; the insignificance standing in front of the grandeur, the piety standing in front of the majesty, mixed emotions surged in my chest, making Ollie a little embarrassed , immersed in it and unable to extricate myself,

Couldn't even move a single finger.

Now Ollie can really comprehend Ronan's melody creation, so real and so moving, the collision of melody and instrument, the combination of performance and emotion, makes the notes burst out with incredible power.

The song is over.

Ronan's fingertips left the keys, but he could still feel the humming of the black and white keys, as if he was responding to Ronan, performing an encore performance.

The notes that vibrate slightly, are full of joy and joy, full of sadness and bitterness, surging in the air, like tides, gently and long-lastingly beating the eardrums, the lingering lingering sound just like this, It was as if he could faintly feel the resonance of other musical instruments, each of them vibrated and echoed in their own way, and then, the whole space was filled with unbelievable magic.

This is listening enjoyment!

Ronan lowered his head slightly, panting heavily, not only because his physical strength needed a little rest, but more because of the turbulent emotions in his brain.

Slowly, the bubbling brain calmed down, Ronan opened his eyes again, and turned to look at Curtis.

Curtis seemed to be able to read Ronan's eyes, and said proactively, "This is a piano made in Germany. It has experienced the baptism of World War II. When Roman-Polanski (Roman-) filmed 'The Pianist', he tried to give We borrowed the piano, but we didn’t agree because after two restorations, it still needs to be maintained with great care, and it’s not suitable for the heavy work of filming.”

"Ah." Ronan sighed: No wonder!

Curtis looked at Ronan's bright eyes, and he could clearly show the surge and excitement in his heart without words, which were more powerful emotions than words, "Your music seems to be more often Standing in the dark and sprinting toward the light."

This is true of the melody just now; it is also true of "Chasing the Light" and "Innate".

Music can't lie, it can always reflect the truest emotion in the heart, art comes from life, that's the reason.

Even without lyrics and without singing, Curtis can still really feel the emotional weight that permeates the notes, which is something unique.

Ronan nodded in agreement, "We are always waiting for our own light in the dark, we have been chaotic and desperate and even gave up, but in the end, we still persevere and move forward. Of course, we are not sure Whether you are heading in the right direction, it's just...just stick to it."

Ronan spread his hands, and said it in a relaxed self-deprecating way with some helplessness, and then the smile on the corner of his mouth rose again.

Curtis didn't speak immediately, but began to think carefully.

The room fell silent.

The air condensed unknowingly, and only then did Ronan realize that Cliff was constantly winking at him, feeling anxious.