"The Master's cloud board can't wake up the students anymore, the students were awakened by a sound of piano."
Chen Zhen's voice came from the yard of the canopy, and the last sentence "piano sound" grabbed Yan Yan's footsteps.
Yan Yan had already walked over and turned back.
She stood quietly in the open courtyard gate of the thatched cottage and went inside to listen.
There was no more Master's yelling and scolding in the yard, and it was very quiet.
After a moment of silence, Chen Zhen said first: "Students often cannot wake up by themselves when they dream in the morning. In the past, the Master used cloud boards to call students to get up..."
"Nonsense!" The Master interrupted Chen Zhen's words rudely: "It's because you are lazy! Master, if I don't knock on the cloud board, you have to sleep until noon tomorrow!"
The old man's tone was obviously impatient.
"Teacher——" Chen Zhen raised his voice and said, "Teacher still remembers that the student once told the Master that the student had a dream, that..."
"Okay, okay!"
The Master waved his hand impatiently: "What dreams are you not? Who doesn't dream at night? Don't dream? Your master's wife kicks the quilt, talks in her sleep, and exudes hysteria at night! She doesn't get up before dawn in the morning.
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"Don't make excuses for me. From tomorrow, I will knock on the cloud board to pick you up at the fifth day of the morning!"
"Teacher! Your cloud board can no longer wake the students from that dream. I heard the sound of the cloud board in my dream, but I can't wake up!"
The child's tone was obviously very anxious and deeply helpless.
Yan Yan quietly leaned into the open courtyard gate and looked in, and saw Chen Zhen's fair face flushed and red.
But the master opposite Chen Zhen obviously did not take the child's words seriously.
The Master glared at the triangle eyes with drooping eyes, and said, "Can you wake up? If you don't wake up, why did you get up this morning? Didn't Master? I called you up! You boy, you are getting lazy and getting more and more lazier than just making excuses.
More and more people come, I think you will be in the house and unload the tiles if you don’t fight for three days…”
Chen Zhen was still trying hard to defend himself: "Students just said that the students were not woken up by the Master's cloud board, but by the sound of the piano!"
Chen Zhen spoke seriously and looked at the fierce Master in front of him.
The Master stared at Chen Zhen with his yellow and turbid eyes, as if he could not see the anxiousness and pleading in the child's eyes at all.
He jumped up and the Master shouted loudly: "You ignorant boy, you also heard the sound of the piano. Have you opened your mouth and wanted to learn from those playboys who sleep in flowers and willows, and think about the sound of silk and bamboo."
"You are such a bad thing, you have made this wrong idea. You have forgotten that you have not realized the dream of spring grass in the pond, and the sound of autumn leaves in front of the steps. You are easy to grow old and hard to learn, and a short time cannot be light. You are so unmotivated,
Look at Master, I won’t break your legs today…”
There was a lot of footsteps coming from the yard, mixed with Chen Zhen's pleading and intermittent words, but there was no chance to explain clearly.
Yan Yan, who was standing in front of Lutang, couldn't bear to listen anymore and stepped into the yard with her legs raised.
The skinny old man was quite energetic and was waving a wooden stick to greet Chen Zhen’s butt.
As soon as the wooden stick was swung over, a long legs in a trouser lantern pants suddenly came across.
The Master was stunned and a cloud-white embroidered shoe stepped on the stick.
Yan Yan took the opportunity to pull Chen Zhen behind him and glanced at the old man in front of him who was half a head shorter than him: "It's fine. Even if the child is ten thousand wrong, you have to take up eight points as a teacher."
The Master glared: "Who are you? I'm a teacher who taught the students why are you coming and fucking? Women are less meddling in other people's business, go out and go out..."
The Master pulled the stick out of Yan Yan's feet, and then waved it to her, without any dignified attitude of being a role model. He was simply a rash man in the countryside, extremely rude.
Yan Yan dodged away the attack and grabbed the old man's stick in his hand neatly.
The old man couldn't pull it for a long time, and glared at Yan Yan with anger.
Yan Yan ignored the old man and continued to argue: "You are drunk all day long. It is not easy for this child to memorize the Book of Rites. You are still embarrassed to beat him. Before you punish him, you should punish yourself.
Only fair and reasonable!"
The old man was about to argue with Yan Yan with his goatee. Yan Yan glared at her beautiful eyes and said impatiently: "I'm too lazy to accompany you to make unreasonable trouble. The child just said that he heard the Qinyin in his dream. He was indeed awakened by the Qinyin, awakening him.
That piano is mine!”
Hearing this, the Master suddenly opened his eyes, and his yellowed eyes stared at Yan Yan's eyes.
The Master's thin lips were sagging, the corners of his lips drooped, and two deep nasolabial folds were pulled out, and his face looked a little more gloomy than before.
Yan Yan was secretly shocked.
She saw murderous intent deep in the eyes of the skinny old man.
Yan Yan couldn't understand why she said that the sound of the piano could awaken Chen Zhen, and this master actually had the intention to kill her.
But wasn’t this Master knocking on the cloud board the same to wake up Chen Zhen?
Her piano woke people up, which was actually the same thing as the Master.
Yan Yan has a very keen mind. When he saw the old man's reaction, he knew that there must be something else in it.
But the words had just been said, and the Master already knew that she had something to do with Chen Zhenmeng's zither sound, and even if she closed her mouth at this moment, it would be too late.
Looking at the Master staring at his gaze, Yan Yan suppressed the surprise in his heart and said as usual: "I came here to testify with this child. Chen Zhen didn't lie to you, he was indeed awakened by the sound of the piano.
His piano belongs to this girl!”
Unexpectedly, Yan Yan would say this, and even Chen Zhen next to her stared at her with wide eyes.
The master looked Yan Yan up and down with his hands behind his back, and sneered: "Miss, I, a student, was awakened by your piano, do you have any evidence?"
Yan Yan smiled lightly, gently stroked the arm ring on his arm, and a silver light in his palm shook, and a smooth curved Fuxi seven-stringed lyre appeared in front of her.
However, the material of the piano sound is not the ordinary piano or Laotong.
The piano in front of Yan Yan is made of bright silver with strings and body. The shape of the instrument is simple and mellow, and it is integrated.
On the panel of the piano, a single-horned snake with green scales was engraved, with green eyes and long letters as blood.
The Master's eyes fell on the lyre hanging in front of Yan Yan, with his hands behind his back, and was speechless for a while.
Chen Zhen also looked at the guqin that Yan Yan had imagined in surprise.
The courtyard returned to silence again.
After a moment, the Master turned his gaze to stare at Qin. Chen Zhen, who had a dazed expression, frowned with gray eyebrows and asked in a calm voice: "Zhener, is this Qin the Qin that awakens your nightmare disease?"
Chen Zhen was stunned by the question.
He looked at his master, Yan Yan, and then at the beautiful and indifferent piano in front of him...