Faced with Yu Huaijin, who refused to take any advice, Zhao Rong chose... to compromise temporarily.
At this time, like Yu Huaijin, he was sitting in front of the stone table in the yard with a straight face, silently looking at the guqin named "Jiuxiao Yunpei" in front of him.
After Yu Huaijin rejected Zhao Rong's "temptation of cucumbers", she heard Jia Tengying's excited voice shouting in the vegetable garden, so she went to the vegetable patch in the yard.
Yu Huaijin accepted a few green melons that Jia Tengying picked for her and bowed respectfully to express her gratitude. Jia Tengying quickly waved her hand in return.
At this moment, she folded her hands and returned to the stone table.
Yu Huaijin glanced at Zhao Rong's face and didn't say anything. Instead, he kept an eye on the small white porcelain bowl containing light red wine on the ground in the center of the courtyard.
When Zhao Rong saw her returning, he curled his lips and suddenly raised his hand, as if angry, and played the guqin randomly. The sound was very noisy, and the stone table was close to the east wall where the courtyard gate was, and the noise could be heard far away.
Yu Huaijin frowned slightly and suddenly raised his hand to stop him: "Wait a moment, Brother Zhao."
Zhao Rong stopped playing the crazy piano technique in his hand, raised his head and said with a smile: "Why, Brother Yu is feeling the sound of the piano below and wants to learn it?"
Yu Huaijin glanced at him but didn't reply. She walked forward to the piano, stretched out a finger again and hooked the strings.
Zheng————!
This is her third string sound today.
The air was quiet for a moment.
Zhao Rong glanced around curiously.
There seemed to be no change. It was still very quiet outside the yard, without a trace of his first sound.
The ceremony still exists.
Yu Huaijin said softly: "Brother Zhao, please continue."
Zhao Rong shrugged, ignored it, lowered his head, and continued his crazy piano skills.
However, Yu Huaijin felt a little more relaxed and no longer paid attention to the small white porcelain bowl in the center of the yard.
She had just played the piano for the third time, shrinking the scope of the ceremony and no longer encompassing most of the men's school.
Because it was already halfway through the morning and the sun was rising above the branches, students from other small buildings in the school building were going out one after another, and there were many people coming and going. Although the ceremony was controlled by Yu Huaijin and did not affect other unrelated students, after all,
Some trouble and distraction.
Therefore, it would be easier for her to shrink the ceremony array to the size of Dongli Xiaozhu.
As for why they haven't withdrawn yet, except that Zhao Rong deliberately made trouble and played the piano too loudly, which might affect the students in other small buildings, Yu Huaijin also had some things to do and planned to go out later, so he didn't withdraw yet.
When in formation.
As it is now, it's not bad. The sound of Zhao Rong's piano cannot be heard from the wall. Unless people outside are very close to Dongli Xiaozhu, for example, they are at the entrance of the courtyard ready to knock on the door, or they are close to the east wall, otherwise they cannot hear it.
Sounds in the yard.
Yu Huaijin stood in front of the stone table with her hands raised and her eyes dropped silently. She was thinking about going to see the teacher later. She had been busy for a while and the teacher's art was more important for the next mid-month exam.
It may even be Suixingtang’s winning point.
Among the six classes in the school, none of them is significantly better than the other classes in the teacher's art. There is a wide gap. In the last mid-month exam, the scores of the six classes in this art were average, and they were all so-so, or even
In the teacher's words, the writing made her dizzy and gave her a headache. There were only a few papers that she could look at carefully, so the teacher tried her best to give them higher scores.
Yu Huaijin remembered that the teacher made a rare playful joke at that time, saying that after marking their papers, she would probably have aged ten years. Over the past year, the twelve mid-month exams would mean that she would have aged two years.
Yu Huaijin frowned slightly. She didn't master this art very well... At this moment, the sound of Zhao Rong's random playing of the piano came again. She turned her head slightly, her eyes unwavering.
"Brother Zhao played "Yi Lan Cao" well this time, which is a bit better than before. From this point of view, repeated practice methods are necessary."
The names of guqin music are generally called so-and-so Chang, or what-yin, what-nong, and so-and-so cao. The widely circulated guqin music includes "Five Songs, Nine Yin and Twelve Cao", and "Yilan Cao" is one of them. It is rumored that it is
Written by Confucian saints, it is a must-have repertoire for Confucian students from all over the world.
Hearing Yu Huaijin's serious praise, Zhao Rong felt that he had been insulted. He was already playing with great care, and his fingertips were very strong. There was no priority. He just wished he could use this quilt as a ritual eye.
The "Nine Heavens Cloud Pendant" was damaged by the bullet, thus breaking the formation.
It's a pity that the guqin made by that bastard is simply too strong.
However, the formation hole that blocked him was clearly in his hand, but he could not break it. Zhao Rong was very depressed. At this moment, he heard Yu Huaijin's praise again, and these words penetrated into his ears.
It's like asking him, "Have you not eaten? You are so weak?", "Louder, if you don't hear it, you don't hear it"...
Zhao Rong was furious.
He glared at Yu Huaijin.
Her expression was calm.
Zhao Rong took a deep breath, then continued to lower his head the next second, and competed with this Jiuxiaoyun Pendant. I didn't believe it...
However, not long after, Yu Huaijin listened for a while, nodded, and said in a serious tone:
"Brother Zhao is in good spirits. Just like the tutoring lessons I gave Brother Teng Ying before, it's just that the fingering is still lacking and not flexible enough. You have to learn this from Brother Teng Ying."
Learn fingering techniques from Jia Tengying?
Zhao Rong raised his head expressionlessly and just looked at Yu Huaijin quietly without saying anything.
Yu Huaijin glanced at Zhao Rong who reacted strangely with curiosity, but she didn't pay attention. Instead, she took a few steps forward, took the paper and pen from Fan Yushu, and placed them next to Zhao Rong's hand.
Yu Huaijin spoke softly, "Originally, this stage after mastering the piano music is to practice circles. Circle the difficult phrases in the passages and practice them further."
She paused in her words and glanced at Zhao Rong, "However, since you are not able to distinguish the sounds completely and have difficulty grasping the rhythm, it is better to practice the whole song repeatedly and try to find the sense of the sound."
Yu Huaijin pointed at the pen and paper next to Zhao Rong and said casually: "From now on, every time you play it, you will draw a stroke on it and draw a straight character. Well, today I will draw a hundred straight characters."
One hundred straight characters, five hundred times of piano music.
Zhao Rong's hand touching the string trembled slightly.
He looked up at the rising sun and smiled softly, "Okay."
Yu Huaijin, please remember, never fall into my hands!
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The main gate of Linlu Academy.
The couplet "You are alone and talented, and you are prosperous here" hangs on both sides.
Today is a holiday, and it is a rare sunny day with crisp autumn air. There are many people coming and going at the gate.
Scholars from the academy, students from Mochi, and famous Confucian scholars who came all the way to visit the academy were bustling and bustling.
At this moment, a group of elegant academicians wearing jade pendants were stepping out of the large threshold and walking out.
This group of scholars, a group of more than ten people, led by three people, was walking at the front, talking and laughing.
One of the first three people was a tall man with a face like a jade crown, a somewhat long face, and an upright face. He was none other than Mr. Yan's disciple Li Jinshu.
At this moment, he was listening to the words of his peers around him, smiling warmly, but with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
The two leading companions beside Li Jinshu, like him, are disciples of two academy gentlemen who are familiar with Mr. Yan.
Today, the three of them, together with their respective juniors, were preparing to attend the Autumn Climbing Poetry Party held by a poetry club in the academy.
According to Li Jinshu's temperament, he rarely or even rarely took the initiative to participate. In the past, he only thought that socializing was a hassle, and it would be better to stay in the house and read for a day, or to serve the teacher.
However, what makes Li Jinshu helpless is that since they came back from Taiqing Mansion with the teacher, the teacher's attitude towards him seems to be a little strange. It may be said that he is strict, but it is not. Just like today, he is following the teacher's orders.
Come down, those who come out to relax and participate in the climbing poetry meeting are not allowed to stay shut in all day long.
But it doesn't matter if you say it's relaxed. In the past, I still had to do a lot of chores for the teacher, and there were also some more things. For example, I received his instructions and had to go to Mochi Academy frequently to check on my junior brother's studies.
Moreover, when Li Jinshu encountered some doubts in his studies recently, he asked the teacher. The teacher explained it to him in more detail and would check him several times to make sure he didn't understand before he pretended to understand. Moreover, he was much stricter on many things.
Li Jinshu sighed slightly, a little troubled, but for some reason, he vaguely felt that it had something to do with the new junior brother.
Li Jinshu is very kind to this junior brother who came from his hometown. However, although the junior junior brother looks calm, his temper is a bit out of control, and sometimes he is too sharp. This makes Li Jinshu a little worried. However, with Mr. taking care of him, he
Not too worried.
At this moment, a slender-faced scholar standing side by side with Li Jinshu turned his head and said with a smile:
"Jinshu, what are you doing? Are you thinking about the beautiful lady from Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion again?"
Hearing this, another round-faced scholar standing side by side also turned his head to answer and said with a smile:
"I heard from some Nian brothers that a few days ago, Fairy Ye came to see Jinshu. Haha, you are so good Li Jinshu. I see you acting serious all day long, but I didn't expect you to be a fake.
I went to Taiqing Mansion and actually brought a fairy back to our academy, which is pretty good."
Li Jinshu came back to his senses, was stunned when he heard the words, and hurriedly explained: "Brother Cheng, Brother Xu, don't misunderstand me, Fairy Ye and I are just pen pals now, and our correspondence is just about discussing poems and articles, not what you think.
It’s a matter of men and women. She came to look for me a few days ago, but it was just..."
The slender-faced scholar known as Brother Cheng interrupted: "You know, we know, Brother Nian doesn't have to explain it so hard, cough cough."
The scholar surnamed Cheng turned his head and looked at each other with the scholar surnamed Xu. Both of them had smiles in their eyes.
The scholar surnamed Xu sighed, "Hey, when will my husband go to Taiqing Mansion to give lectures?"
The scholar surnamed Cheng smiled when he heard this, glanced at the fat scholar surnamed Xu, and said a few words to undermine him.
Li Jinshu on the side saw this and was a little speechless. He couldn't laugh or cry, so he was quiet for a moment. He prepared some words in his heart and was ready to explain.
At this moment, a group of them were passing through the gate and walking down the steps. There were many passers-by around them.
At this moment, the scholar surnamed Cheng, who was turning his head to joke, stopped talking and looked directly behind the scholar surnamed Xu.
He looked past Li Jinshu and others to the side of the gate, where the concierge received and registered guests.
The scholar surnamed Cheng couldn't look away for a while.
The scholar surnamed Xu immediately noticed something unusual about his companion. He turned his head and looked to the other side, looking past Li Jinshu.
"What are you looking at, Brother Cheng, you..."
The next second, his words gradually stopped, and his eyes were locked by the beautiful figure standing outside the concierge.
The unusual behavior of the two quickly attracted the attention of Li Jinshu and the junior brothers behind them.
When Li Jinshu saw the two Nian brothers, they looked past him and ignored him.
Li Jinshu frowned and looked back.
Not far behind him, he saw an elegant woman with curly hair standing outside the gatehouse not far behind him. She was holding a brocade box in both hands and was talking to the gatekeeper of the academy.
The woman has high black hair and long autumn eyes. The side of her face facing them is dotted with a tear mole under her eyes, which also lights up the entire face. It is stunning at first sight. Her neck is white and slender, and her figure is tall.
.
The woman was standing in a corner outside the gate, but she attracted the attention of many people passing by, otherwise the men would have glanced at her unconsciously.
Li Jinshu looked at the woman's side face and was stunned for a moment, "Lingfei brother and sister..."