I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Chapter 154: Rebellious psychology!

Jingu Cheng heard this, and just shrugged and said, "Believe it or not, and follow you. I just show my attitude."

Dongma Hesha looked down at the keyboard, and said casually: "Normally, there is no need to express the so-called attitude. This will only bring more suspiciousness."

"Ha, didn't you ask the senior sister yourself, I didn't intend to say it originally."

Jingu Makoto changed his hand and continued to support his chin, and raised his legs and said softly: "I'm here to listen to your performance quietly."

"You make me feel like those buskers on the street." Dongma and Sabai glanced at him, with a slight dissatisfaction.

"Of course not, there are still some differences."

Makoto Jingu shook his head, still staring at her.

"Oh? What's the difference?"

Dongma and Sa asked.

"The difference is big. If it's a street performer, I might have to pay for it. After all, I don't like prostitutes."

"Jingongcheng!"

This is a terrible thing to say. Isn't this insinuating that I am not as good as a street performer?

People still charge money for performing arts, and he will be a pure prostitute when he comes to listen to her performance, and he doesn't even have to pay.

This was so angry that Touma and Sa got up in a gloomy manner, staring at Makoto Jingong with extremely unkind eyes.

Makoto Jingu didn't panic at all, and said: "The street performers are just pictures of freshness. Listening to the performance of the senior sister can heal my heart."

"Now I am fortunate to be able to listen to the performances of the internationally renowned performances at such close distance. I want to listen to them in the future, I am afraid I will buy tickets."

What used to be a sarcastic depreciation, now it becomes a high praise.

Even Dongma and Sha felt a little embarrassed.

She sat back gently, her tone softened: "I can't afford this title, let alone me... I won't necessarily go this way in the future."

The sharp eyes that had always showed some confusion and sorrow, Dongma and Sa seemed to think of some sad things.

"Oh? Why, I think with your talents and abilities, senior sister, as long as you stick to it, you will definitely have a place on the international stage in the future."

"And I remember that your mother was not a very famous performer? It has always been said that the sons inherited the father's profession, and the daughters inherited the mother's profession very well.

Makoto Jingu mentioned her mother inadvertently, and the tone and words of these words were so sincere that Dongma and Sa could not fault it.

So she didn't think that Makoto Jingu was suggesting anything.

Because he didn't know his mother at all, he had met himself a few times.

With regard to this kind of relationship, there is absolutely no need for him to understand anything deeply. In other words, he must not know what the relationship between himself and his mother is.

It's like everyone I have met before.

They will praise their mother first, and then inadvertently pass this pressure on themselves.

But it is this kind of natural thought that puts a lot of pressure on Dongma and Sa invisibly.

Makoto Jingu's accidental attitude hit her pain point.

Dongma and Sa coldly said, "Do you also think that I am useless except this way?"

A single word can reveal a lot of information.

Jingu Makoto quietly denied: "No, I don't know why you think this is the case, but it sounds like you have a bad relationship with your mother."

"Ah."

Dongma and yarn are noncommittal.

"Sorry, I seem to have said something that shouldn't be said."

Makoto Jingu apologized in time.

Dongma and Sa originally didn't want to entangle him with this topic.

But she couldn't help being curious: "Why do you feel this way?"

"what?"

"I have a bad relationship with my mother. Why do you feel that way?"

"Well, generally this kind of psychology is a normal rebellious psychology, isn't it very strange."

Dongma and Sa sneered, "So you have seen a lot of similar ones?"

"No, but I have experienced it myself." Jingu Makoto pointed to himself and said seriously.

Dongma and yarn were stunned.

Jingu Makoto shrugged and lowered his head softly: "Since I was a child, people around me have been telling me that my father is a great, strong, and capable person."

"Invisible, my father has become the hero in my mind without knowing it. Whenever others praise him, I feel proud."

"But he has almost no time to accompany me, since he was a child to most."

"Others still say that he is very good. This kind of continuous praise has not stopped at all. Over time, I know all his glory through the mouths of others, but I still can't feel him very specific. It seems that the father in my impression , Not alone with the real father."

"Later, I watched other children go to and from school with their fathers with them, and their fathers would take them to play on holidays, but I didn't. I only had countless training classes and homework to do. "

"So I start to doubt."

"Others praise him so well. He must have done something good to others, but why does he always choose to ignore me?"

"I thought, maybe he is a great person, but he is definitely not the good father in my mind, and the rumors he heard have become evidence of his hypocrisy."

"Slowly, slowly, I am working harder than before, and I hope I can become better. In this way, my father may see me, may pay attention to me, and may The kindness to others is also placed on me."

"I tried hard to fit myself into his sight, but in the end I got indifferent and indifferent. I didn't even praise it, just the same as before."

"Even he thinks that I may be more sensible, so he doesn't need to care about me."

"Well, then I started to think, since I try to make myself better without his attention, why don't I try to get worse?"

"So, I started to defy his arrangement for me. I didn't do any training courses or homework."

"I don't do anything he wants, but I do everything he doesn't allow."

"Ha, don't tell me, this trick works, he started to worry, and he started to take time out to talk to me, although it was all useless bullshit."

Jingu Cheng said to himself, his eyes showing nostalgia for the past.

It seems to lament that I was young and ignorant at the time.

Dongma and Sa listened silently, without saying a word or moving.

I tried hard to fit myself into her sight, but in the end I got indifferent indifference.

Even she felt that I might be more sensible, so she didn't need to care about me.

I violated her expectations, so... she pays more attention to herself?

Unconsciously, Touma and Sa questioned themselves.

Chapter 155: Hesha and Yaozi!

Dongma and yarn's ideas have only recently changed.

Her original dream is not a dream, but her long-cherished wish is to become a pianist as good as her mother.

People’s dreams always stem from their childhood experiences, perhaps because of certain things, or perhaps because of their yearning.

For Dongma Hesha, the piano is her enlightenment, and Dongma Yaozi is her guide.

Since she was a child, she has been watching her mother playing on stage silently, and the crisp and moving repertoire is still deeply in her memory.

Even if this was something that happened at a very young age, Dongma and Sa can still remember clearly.

From then on, to be the same as her mother was the ideal she dreamed of.

From the moment of confirmation, this thought has almost never changed.

Of course, this is also related to her character: from the end, never looking back, extremely stubborn.

More importantly, she is withdrawn.

Since she grew up, she was only accompanied by the piano, and this cold instrument accompanied her through countless days of torment and sleeplessness.

The time that the piano accompanies her is longer than the time that her mother accompanies her. I don’t know how many times longer.

In her pale life, there is no friendship brought by friends, nor the warmth brought by family, only the black and white and cold keys.

To a certain extent, the piano not only carries the long-cherished wish of Dongma Hesha, but also becomes her spiritual pillar.

And the source of all that was just because of that performance, because of the woman sitting on the stage, who was supposed to be the most important person in her life.

Her mother: Dongma Yaozi.

Eighty-eight piano keys, each of which hides the shadow of Dongma Yaozi, which is deeply imprinted on the bottom of her heart.

Because of this heavy feeling, the piano is no longer a cold dead thing, it is burdened by Dongma Kazuya's complaints, reluctance, and anger towards his mother.

And deep love, unspeakable longing, endless thirst.

For what Jingong Makoto said, that belonged to his own personal experience, is it not Dongma Kassa's own personal experience?

Replace him with her, and replace the father with the mother, everything seems so appropriate, there is no sense of contradiction.

It was not that she chose the piano actively, but because the piano was a gift from her mother, and it was the only medium she felt could connect with her mother.

She worked very hard to follow her mother's arrangement and cater to her mother's expectations of her, even if she gave her all for it.

All these efforts are for the approval of Dongma Yaozi, his mother.

Every time Dongma Yaozi smiled and praised her, no matter how much the fatigue caused by practicing the piano, it would completely disappear under that little compliment, leaving only full power.

The thoughts left over from childhood are so strong that they form obsessions, and they cannot be changed until now.

Even if it is a naive thought, a simple thought, it may be ridiculed by someone who is a hypocritical thought.

But like Makoto Jingu's lonely ending, Dongma and Sa are also not immune.

It seems that adults are accustomed to seeing children's hopes as such a trivial matter.

Dongma Hesha has never given up on the study of piano skills, day after day, year after year, every day, so thunderous.

Her musical talent has also been favored by God, and she has inherited Dongma Yaozi's genes almost perfectly.

But even so good, Dongma Kazuya, who would give a thumbs up whenever he saw it, was abandoned by his mother.

Well, although Dongma Yaozi's explanation is to temporarily let herself stay here, let herself try to be independent, and let herself experience a richer life.

She will come back to pick herself up, and when she settles down and takes care of everything, she will come back and take herself with her.

At first, Touma and Sae believed, although she was full of anger and confusion, and even hatred.

But after Dongma Yaozi left, facing the empty house, Dongma and Sa could only force herself to accept this reality.

With the promise Dongma Yaozi made before leaving, she would quickly rush to the living room every day to get up and walk to the door to see if the shoe cabinet would have an extra pair of women's leather shoes that she thought about day and night.

Endless hope is finally exhausted in such disappointment day after day.

Coupled with Dongma Yaozi's neglect, even telephone communication is a luxury on weekdays.

Touma and Sa's thoughts became more extreme. She even began to wonder if her mother thought she was a burden, so she deliberately abandoned her and left Japan.

Strong love is not satisfied, and it quickly becomes a deep-rooted hate.

Since then, the relationship between Dongma Kaisa and Dongma Yoko has become worse and worse, more like enemies than mother and daughter.

But even so, Dongma Hesha never gave up on the piano.

In the bottom of her heart, she still retains the only bond with her mother, and the only bond recognized by her mother.

But her thoughts are no longer the first: I will make you proud, and I will not let you down.

But it evolved into: I will make you regret it, I will prove it to you, I am not a burden!I will become better than you!

Compared with love, hate seems to be stronger.

Hesha has become harder, more attentive, and more withdrawn than before.