I play love guru in Tokyo

Chapter 111 So The Organ Says I'm Sorry

Organ Xiazhi returned to Songtao District silently.

The spacious dwelling cannot make her feel warm,

Curled up on the sofa, the organ feels a little complicated.

Recalling the carefree appearance of Kashiwahara on the stage tonight,

And just now he blew himself up and said those things that surprised her.

Why...why would he say these things without reservation?

No idiot would tell the girl he likes such shameful things unreservedly.

Organ Xiazhi is not an idiot, she guessed the purpose behind the boy's self-destructive abandonment.

He has given up.

Organ buried her little head in the middle of the pillow, a little aggrieved.

Although Kashiwahara treated Asakura Saki like that in order to vent his anger.

But she couldn't approve of that kind of method, and even felt uncomfortable.

She didn't want, and didn't want to see Bai Yuan to be such a person.

Such Kashiwahara is not the same person as Kashiwahara who plays the piano.

Kiyoaki Kashiwahara in her imagination should not be such a person.

It should be that kind of hearty and gentle boy.

Why can't you just listen to yourself.

Why the haste to say those words.

Why are you so angry...

She is not an idiot, how could she not understand why Bai Yuan was angry.

I have to admit that if there was no Kashiwahara in the Cultural Festival, I might still be struggling to clean up the mess at this moment.

It was a heart that liked her, even if it was gray.

Could it be that what I said tonight really hurt people so much...

Harmony Xia Zhi, who has no friends since she was a child, has to be confused.

Why is this...

Recalling that Kashiwahara squeezed out a smile at the end and said, "I won't embarrass you, I will retire tomorrow." '

This sentence, for some reason, made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable. When she was uncomfortable, she would subconsciously hug the pillow or quilt tightly.

Anything is fine, as long as it makes her hug.

Obviously Bai Yuan and her are not even friends.

Mingming Baiyuan himself admitted that his behavior was so bad.

But the words of accusation cannot be said in any case.

Do those things because you love yourself.

Is this wrong too, is it or is it not?

After tidying up her mood, Xia Zhi, the organist, came to a corner of the living room after a long absence, and touched the grand piano covered by the piano cover.

Her slender fingers touched a little bit of dust, and finally, she opened it, revealing the black grand piano.

However, when she sat in front of the piano, she fell into a long silence.

Close your eyes, what appears in your eyes is the appearance of your mother.

Aunt Ling saw her sitting in front of the piano for a long time without saying a word, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, she hesitated to speak, always felt that Xia Zhi tonight was very weird.

Finally, she saw the organ Xia Zhi move, and her white fingers jumped jerkyly on the keys, and beautiful notes echoed in the living room.

Aunt Ling showed a smile on her face, and felt that the organ playing was really good.

At the end of the song, Aunt Ling applauded lightly: "Xia Zhi, you played very well."

Organ's body was slightly stiff, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

Does it play... well?

Then why can't I hear it.

Since her mother's death, she has found with horror that she will never be able to hear the piano no matter what.

At first I thought the piano was broken.

But my father said suspiciously that he could hear himself playing the piano clearly, and other people could also hear him clearly.

And record yourself playing the piano.

However, facing the nothingness of the recording, Fengqin Xiazhi became even more uneasy, and she even thought that her father was joking with herself.

But whether it is the piano played by other people or the audio on the Internet, she cannot hear the sound of the piano from it.

Her father took her to several hospitals for examination, all of which showed no lesions in her ears or brain, and no damage to any organs.

Finally, the psychiatrist gave advice, which may be caused by excessive psychological pressure.

Since then, she has never touched the piano again.

I thought that tonight, the piano played by Bai Yuan might prove that her illness has been cured.

Already recovered?

However, at this moment, Xia Zhi's tears fell drop by drop on the pleated skirt.

The girl sobbed like a civet cat crying for flowers.

"Why...why I still can't hear you."

"And why, I can only hear your voice."

In the magnificent living room, no one answered.

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The cultural festival ended perfectly and was well received.

Unexpectedly, Yuefeng High School became famous.

Not surprisingly, the reason is the arrival of the star Ai Otsuka and the piano performance of a teenager.

These two videos spread rapidly on the Internet, and the students of Yuefeng High School were surprised to find that many students they met in other schools were curious to ask if there was such a thing?There is also asking about Kashiwahara's name information.

In addition to Otsuka Ai's singing, Kashiwahara Kiyoaki's piano solo is also very eye-catching.

Young boys, at most sixteen or seventeen years old, played the difficult piano piece "Bell" by Liszt like a show of skill, which aroused heated discussions among some musicians on the Internet.

There was even an exaggerated use of the title [It is no different from Liszt's presence] to spark endless debates, which was very lively.

But basically it brought a positive impact to Yuefeng High School. Other videos of this cultural festival were also widely circulated on the Internet, and it was considered a little famous.

The school was overjoyed.

Later, Kashiwahara found out that sister Hanyu had called after the cultural festival and said that a reporter wanted to interview him.

But at that time, Baiyuan's mobile phone was turned off, and he gave up without answering the call.

Bai Yuan didn't have any regrets, interviewing and so on, although being famous is nice and cool, but it's terribly troublesome.

He also wanted to figure out how to run stealthily.

Today is Children's Day.

He, a child who is one year old and several hundred months old, wants a trivial gift for Children's Day, such as a hug from a rich woman, a kiss from sister Yu, and so on.

[Kashiwahara: Sister Hanyu, it’s June [-] today]

【Hayu: Yes】

[Kashiwahara: Yeah, here is a child who is one year old and several hundred months old and wants a gift]

[Hanyu: Playing on the phone in class, you still dare to provoke the teacher, Kashiwahara, you are not so courageous]

[Bai Yuan: Sister, I was wrong, I dare not]

【Hayu: Hmph】

Putting down the phone regrettably, Bai Yuan felt a little sad, and sister Yu kissed him gone.

During the lunch break, I went to the cafeteria with Masato Yamazaki.

On the way, Yamazaki was a little surprised and asked him why he didn't go to the Literature Department to eat lunch.

Bai Yuan shrugged and said nothing.

Crowded crowds, a group of evil spirits pounced on the sales window of the cafeteria, guessing this posture, queuing for less than 10 minutes would not even think about buying, which made the two of them a little helpless.

This is too long.

"Kaihara, what do you want to eat?" Yamazaki asked suddenly.

"Corn sandwich with a tonkatsu."

"Row."

Yamazaki responded inexplicably, took a deep breath, and shouted:
"Look, the piano prince is here! His piano is so good, his autograph must be very valuable. It's not bad to brag about his photo with his juniors!"

The noisy cafeteria suddenly fell silent.

Kashiwahara: ...

Seeing countless pairs of eyes staring at him with curiosity, Bai Yuan's scalp became numb, and what followed was a social death scene that could almost dig out the villa.

It was so embarrassing that one almost wanted to pick up the tram and flee Tokyo overnight.

He hesitated to speak, the hairs all over his body stood on end, he really wanted to scold people, the people from Yamazaki!
There is no way to stay in this place.

In a blink of an eye, it turned out that Yamazaki squeezed into the window at some point during this gap and was busy.
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kiss now-
Usually during the lunch break, Kashiwahara would appear in the literature department, occasionally playing the organ, or quietly admiring the figures of the two beautiful girls.

But not today.

Chizuru Asaba didn't ask him to go, and it was only later that Chizuru Asaba found out that Chizuru Asaba had asked for leave today for the future.

Miss Miko wasn't there, and she couldn't see the organ. To be honest, she wasn't used to it.

Bai Yuan lay lazily on the table, but there were many students around him curiously.

'Hey Kashiwahara, you can play the piano! ''With a star like Ai Otsuka, you are famous! ''Kashiwahara-kun, what's your line? ''Hee hee, Bai Yuan, I have a school girl, I want your autograph, help me? ''Can you help me get Ai Otsuka's autograph?'

Words like these made Bai Yuan helpless, but fortunately, the lunch break was very fast, and he went to class in a blink of an eye.

As a student, my job is to study, not to fall in love.

Otherwise, you think it is the same as anime, and you don't need to take classes.

This is absolutely impossible.

The thin teacher is talking about Japanese history. This aspect involves more and more detailed content about China. From Zhang Qian’s mission to the Western Regions to the uprising, from Ban Gu’s Hanshu to the Boxer Rebellion, these are also the scope of the exam. Some of the content mainly focuses on The influence of Chinese culture on Japan in history.

In the back row by the window, Bai Yuan took notes and occasionally looked out of the window.

The grass is green and the summer wind is blowing.

The quiet high school life is intoxicating, and it is as comfortable and lazy as lying on a bed made of cotton candy.

[At five o'clock in the evening, please come to the Literature Mutual Aid Department to go through the formalities] - Organ
When class was over, a message from Line made Kashiwahara laugh.

It seems that Fengqin Xiazhi is eager to leave by herself, or, it seems that before, she was self-indulgent.

Even the calm Bai Yuan couldn't help laughing at himself.

What a failure.

In the evening, I rejected Masato Yamazaki's invitation to go to the video game city.

In other words, why did Xia Zhi, the organ, agree on five o'clock?

Bai Yuan stayed in the classroom to help the students on duty clean up.

Coincidentally, today's student on duty is Kanzaki Shinkai.

"Thank you..." Kanzaki thanked softly and said softly.

"It's okay, I'm staying because I have something to do, give me the key, tomorrow I will be the first to come to the school to open the door." Bai Yuan said with a smile.

"Um……"

After hesitating for a moment, Kanzaki asked curiously: "Actually, I'm very surprised. I didn't expect Kashiwara-kun to have such a beautiful piano."

"Pretty?" Bai Yuan laughed, girl, the description is wrong, right?

"Yes... I feel, I feel that Bai Yuan-kun is very unexpected, like a low-key, low-key..."

Kanzaki Shinkai's voice was so low that Kashiwahara was so puzzled that he couldn't hear clearly.

Then she hurriedly said goodbye.

The setting sun is diffuse and the afterglow is scattered.

In the classroom, he was the only figure left.

Bored and propped up his arms, he looked toward the playground alone.

Faintly, I heard the crisp sound of a baseball.

Speaking of which, Japanese literature also loves to describe sunsets.

Kashiwahara is free on weekdays, and he also likes to read some Japanese literature, and knows many writers.

Natsume Soseki, Kawabata Yasunari, Mori Ogai, Watanabe Junichi, Dazai Osamu, Mishima Yukio, etc., the new generation of writers, he has only read one, it seems to be about the story of a blind woman, that author also has a " Summer, Fireworks, and My Dead Body"

But after reading too much, he also agrees with Mr. Lin Shaohua, who translated a sentence from the writer who translated many books by Haruki Murakami:

"It is not advisable to read too much Japanese literature. The more you look at people, the smaller and more introverted they are, and they can't get out of their shells; '

To put it bluntly, Japanese literature tends to make readers fall into sensitive emotions and introspective thinking, which leads to depression, while Russian and French literature can mobilize readers' emotions towards the outside world, arouse the desire to recognize and transform the world, This leads to a heightened mood.

Bai Yuan still remembers his depressed state of mind after watching the popular "No Man in the World", no wonder he is a frequent visitor to Wang Yiyun's popular comments.

Just like this, the thoughts drifted aimlessly, and time was like an hourglass, passing by irresistibly.

Getting up, Kashiwahara locked the classroom and prepared to go to the Literature Mutual Aid Department.

God knows why the organ wants to make an appointment at [-] o'clock, what to do with the retreat, and to go through the formalities, isn't it too serious?Bai Yuan thought to himself.

However, Organ's actions like this also cut off Bai Yuan's last sliver of fantasy.

Sighing softly, facing the orange-red sunset, amidst the shrill cries of crows on the tree branches, Bai Yuan stepped into the club building.

Unsurprisingly, these societies were almost empty at this time.

Except for serious sports clubs, other hobby clubs are not so strict.

The footsteps echoed in the long and narrow corridor on the third floor, and the house number of the Department of Literature could already be seen.

Now that a decision has been made, Bai Yuan is not the kind of person who is shy, and simply pushes open the door of the Literature Department.

The cold girl sat calmly on the chair, her white shirt and pleated skirt were meticulously arranged, just like her outstanding self.

She is holding a library book, and the delicate blue hair hanging from her waist is blown by the evening wind from the window from time to time. Under the soft sunset, Kashiwahara has seen this picture many times.

But today is the last time.

Kashiwahara sat casually opposite the organ Xia Zhi, she seemed not to hear, still immersed in the world of the book.

So, is it to show yourself off?
I was a little confused, thinking that no matter how good the organ is, it is impossible to do such a naive behavior.

But what does her silent gesture mean?

Not sure.

Bai Yuan moved his gaze away, and under the corner of the curtain, the little white cat rested leisurely with its eyes closed, its fluffy tail wagging, obviously very comfortable.

The literature department is very quiet.

Kashiwahara, who had calmed down, was naturally not as angry as last night, but waited patiently.

He didn't say a word, just staring at the organ Xia Zhi.

Staring at her watery eyes, pretty side face, intently, and a little frivolous.

Please don't imitate like this, staring at girls like this for a long time is very rude and ungentlemanly.

(End of this chapter)