“Chinese people’s national feelings?”

Olivia's beautiful eyes looked at Carter in a strange way...

How do you know someone’s national feelings?!

"It should be, otherwise I don't know why there is such a difference. It just doesn't sound as natural, comfortable, and picturesque as Lina Yu's version..."

Carter suddenly realized that he had made a mistake. Ethnic issues are also some of the more sensitive issues in the United States. Especially, blue states...

After explaining sarcastically, Carter stopped talking and continued his study today:

This stage is also a time when Carter's progress is rapid.

Carter has practiced Wolfart's elementary etudes in his previous life. Wolfart is basically only used in the enlightenment and elementary stages of violin learning... After the elementary level, you may have to change to Mazas's first

Registered...

When I started trying Ramazas' music, it was basically an amateur violin performance test, around level five. It only took Carter less than two months to reach this stage...

For Carter, his attitude towards his progress was very indifferent. After all, this was the level he had reached in his previous life. Even though he didn't understand music theory at that time, he still had no problem playing "New Year Music" during the exam.

When I took piano lessons in the first half of the year, I could basically recognize the music scores that I should know. I almost understood the basic music theory knowledge and the twelve equal temperaments. At this time, I added my hands that already knew how to play...

Not to mention how beautiful it is, but at least it is very complete and it is not difficult to play these "newly learned" pieces quickly.

But this is a bit scary in the eyes of others...

Even Olivia heard Carter say that he learned the violin more than ten years ago. At this time, she couldn't help walking to Carter:

"Carter, do you have time in the evening? In the evening... let's listen to that record together, and then if there's anything I don't understand, especially in terms of culture, I may need to ask you for advice."

Olivia's cheeks turned slightly red. This was not because of the shyness of a little girl. She was no longer a little girl, so she didn't care so much about the surprised onlookers.

"I know I've troubled you a bit too much these days. In return, how about I take you to practice together in the evening? You obviously have a strong talent, but... you usually don't practice the piano well at night, right?

?”

"I have indeed practiced less..."

Carter scooped up his head in a sullen voice, climbing the scales or something like that, ta-baa~

"I have time tonight."

But if you can have a beautiful woman as your sparring partner, or a professional sparring partner, and you have nothing to do for the time being, that would still be a big deal!

That night, I got on Olivia's Carnival and headed east. Olivia's home is some distance from Yale, and it is considered a relatively remote location in the Donggang District...

When the vehicle drove into the community, there were many hooligans on both sides of the road who were full of obscene words...

"Oh, isn't this Olivia? Look, what am I talking about? This woman is not looking for you just because you are old and ugly."

"Haha, that pretty girl...is useless...she just hasn't understood me..."

The carnival car windows, which revealed some vicissitudes of life, could not stop these words from flowing in with the wind. Carter saw Olivia's little mouth open slightly, as if he wanted to explain something, but then closed it again...

Olivia didn't speak. Even though she was full of doubts, Carter didn't know where to start...

In the slightly silent carriage, there were no strange ripples in some romances. Carter frowned and said nothing, but at the same time, he was slightly nervous:

Living in such a community is obviously inconsistent with Olivia's identity!

As mentioned before, the United States prohibits any discrimination on the surface and claims to be equal, free and inclusive. In fact, the divisions between various nationalities, ethnic groups, and classes are extremely obvious. Such a community is obviously not a Yale teacher who plays violin.

Home, where a white woman with a decent income should live...

Looking at the skin color of the blind people around, it is obvious that this is a Latino community. This may be a bit discriminatory, but think about my red neck identity...

It’s just discrimination, isn’t it?!

This abnormal situation made Carter worry that the other party was trying to harm him.

Fortunately, the depressing journey has an end...

"Mother!"

A clear child's voice, and little Lisa jumping out of the house at sunset, seemed to cut through the darkness of dawn, making Carter's heart return to his chest.

I've never seen anyone who wants to harm others bring a four or five year old kid with him...

And this means that Olivia really lives here?!

"Brother Carter! Why are you here?"

"Am I not welcome?"

Smiling and rubbing little Lisa's head, Carter knelt down and looked at the little guy.

"No, except for Aisena, Lisa's other friends have never been here..."

"Okay, come in quickly!"

Lisa's words were interrupted by Olivia who got out of the car a little late because she wanted to get something. After greeting the owner of the house in front of them, Virginie Mensah, the three of them walked into a nearby house.

houses...

A slightly creaking floor, an old upright piano, a sofa with a cracked cover, and a dining table were all Carter saw on the first floor of Olivia's house.

"Surprised?"

When Lisa jumped into the kitchen shouting that she wanted to share the delicious food with Carter, her big friend, Olivia patted Carter who was stunned in the entrance.

"A little...you..."

Carter turned around and saw a very strange expression on Olivia's beautiful face.

Not embarrassed, not miserable, not embarrassed.

The woman's indifference seemed to have been used to this kind of behavior from others, and according to Carter's logical reasoning, there should not be many outsiders here. In other words, Olivia is unlikely to get used to this...

"Sit down, you've seen me here too. There's no coffee, no Coke, just this cup of fairly clean water."

"This star really wants to retire"

After pouring a glass of cold water on the dining table next to her, Olivia led Carter to sit down at the dining table. Obviously, the sofa was not designed to accommodate people...

"The record player is on the second floor. After you have something to eat, you can come up with me."

"good..."

...

...

At the moment when the red glow of the setting sun was swallowed up by darkness, Carter sat beside Olivia's bed, with Lisa on his knees, and beside him was Olivia who still looked very indifferent.

The familiar melody of "Butterfly Lovers" sounded faintly, and the two versions of the foley that outlined the spring scene in the introduction were not much different. Even the one I was listening to now had a better recording effect. But when the violin solo played, Olivia

I frowned for a moment...

Even Carter suddenly felt his heart twitch, and a feeling of discomfort was so strong that it penetrated Carter's mind... Carter had never heard of this version before...

In contrast to Yu Lina's delicate and graceful performance, Nishizaki Takako's performance is impeccable in terms of technique. But what she has, it seems, is just technique...

This strange difference becomes more and more obvious as the music progresses.

After spending nearly an hour listening to the two versions of "Butterfly Lovers" from beginning to end...

"Carter, you said this piece is based on a legendary story. Can you tell me about that story?"
Chapter completed!