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The sun shines on the school ground. (Sacred Church)

In Xiaqiao Garden, two teams of Cuju teams were fighting fiercely, and Gao Yaoqing and Mr. Huang each represented each other, jumping their feet and shouting loudly.

"Shut him, shovel him!"

Mr. Huang waved his small fist and his face turned red.

On the scoreboard on the sidelines, it was written with a dazzling 8:1, and Gao Yaoqing was at the top.

Yu Yin looked behind Mr. Huang with a smile on his face.

It has been two days since Mr. Huang taught me, but this little guy didn't seem to be very interested in learning the piano, but he was very interested in the Cuju competition. However, compared with the Cuju team under Gao Yaoqing, Mr. Huang's subordinates could not resist it. Yu Yin found that Mr. Huang's subordinates had strong physical fitness! However, his skills under his feet were obviously not as good as those under Gao Yaoqing's subordinates, so he could not resist it at all during the competition.

The score of 8:1 made Mr. Huang a little angry and embarrassed.

Gao Yaoqing seemed to care, but instead looked at the arena with a smile and nodded repeatedly.

He suddenly sat on the sidelines, looking like Jiang Taigong fishing; he suddenly stood up, walked to the sidelines and danced, calling it command. In fact, even Gao Yaoqing himself didn't know what his gestures meant.

If he was placed in later generations, his actions would be just two words: show off!

The players of the Taiwei team are good at skill and do not need Gao Yaoqing's command, so they quickly attacked.

Originally, Yu Yin didn't want to get involved, but he couldn't stand Gao Yaoqing's pretentious look.

"Young Master Chen, you can't kick this way."

Yu Yin suddenly said, "You team members are obviously not as good as the yamen's subordinates, and their skills are also very stiff.

If you continue to play like this, you will only lose even worse."

When Huang Chen heard this, he immediately turned around, "Xiao Yi, then how do you think you are good at having a child?"

"Use your own strengths to attack your other's weaknesses."

Mr. Huang was stunned for a moment and showed doubt. (Sacred Temple)

This child is usually smart, but after all, he is still a child. How could he understand the meaning of these eight words?

Yu Yin smiled and said, "Your team members are not as skilled as them, but their health is stronger than the other party.

And I think you and the team members have the foundation, and this is your advantage. Within reasonable rules, you can use various means. Since you can't compete with your skills, you can compete with them, can you not compete with them?”

The Taiwei team is like the Latin technicians of later generations.

Yu Yin asked Mr. Huang's subordinates to learn European power-based playing style.

Standing behind Mr. Huang, Yu Yin talked and Mr. Huang immediately understood what Yu Yin meant.

He quickly summoned the team members to come over. After some guidance, his subordinates immediately changed their playing style and began to contact and collide with the opponent with their physical advantages. The scene suddenly became chaotic, and there were scenes of people swaying over horses everywhere. However, this did have an effect. At least the technical advantages of the Taiwei team were much weakened.

This time, Gao Yaoqing couldn't sit still.

He stood on the sidelines and shouted loudly, but his subordinates were unable to adapt to the style changes of the Huang Gongzi team for a while.

Mr. Huang’s little face is no longer gloomy.

He waved his fists and cheered for his teammates loudly, his little excited face flushed.

When the whole game ended, the score was frozen at 9:7... Although Mr. Huang lost, he seemed very happy.

From 8:1 to 9:7, especially in the last period, almost his subordinates pressed against Gao Yaoqing's subordinates. How could this change in the scene make him not excited? Yu Yin hugged his arms and had a bright smile on his face, as if he was happy for Mr. Huang. During the last period, Gao Yaoqing jumped up and down, extremely nervous. Although he finally won the victory, the victory was too dangerous... If Mr. Huang used this style of play at the beginning, it would be unreasonable to say what the final result would be. Therefore, Gao Yaoqing also broke out in a cold sweat.

"Emperor... Mr. Huang is very capable."

Gao Yaoqing came over and praised him repeatedly.

However, from his tone, it seems that there is always something flattering about it.

Yu Yin looked at him and couldn't help but feel strange. This guy was ruthless during the game just now...

"It was Sister Eighteen who asked me to kick like this. She lost to Mr. Huang before, so..."

Yu Yin smiled when he heard this and then left this matter behind.

The competition was over, and Mr. Huang followed Yu Yin into the water pavilion and sat down, and began to learn piano skills.

To be honest, Mr. Huang is not smart, but he really has no talent in music. He even seems to have a resistance to learning the piano, a resistance that he doesn't know but comes from the heart. Yu Yin has mainly taught him fingering in the past two days, and it is a relatively easy fingering, but Mr. Huang still has not improved and seems extremely awkward.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, there were about one hundred fingering techniques of the guqin.

However, in later generations, after streamlining and improving, and some human factors lost, there were only more than 30 kinds of lost. Yu Yin chose the most basic twelve fingering techniques from these more than 30 fingering techniques, which can be said to be basic skills. However, Mr. Huang was in a resistant heart. If he didn't learn to say this fingering technique, he became bored.

"Young Master Chen, stop first."

Huang Chen was stunned, pressed the strings, and showed a look of guilt on his face.

Yu Yin brought a cup of tea, put it to him, and then sat down opposite him.

"Mr. Chen, can you tell me why you want to learn the piano?"

Huang Chen hesitated for a moment and said softly: "I, Aweng, are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I have never made any progress in piano skills. Aweng loves me very much, and I really don't want to disappoint him... Moreover, the relationship between Aweng and Aweng is not good. Aweng said that if I learn the piano well, the relationship between Aweng might be eased."

It turns out that's the reason!

Yu Yin sighed, stood up, and walked to the window of the water pavilion.

Perhaps, it was not that Mr. Huang resisted, but that he was under too much pressure that made him feel disgusted unconsciously.

"Young Master Chen, do you like to learn the piano?"

"I……"

"Haha, we won't learn piano today, we can just talk and chat.

Well, for example, what does Mr. Chen like?”

"I, I, I..." Huang Chen's face turned red and after a while, he whispered: "I like to fight for wrestling... But my father and mother disagree. Even Ah Weng didn't want me to learn sumo wrestling. However, every time I watch people fight for wrestling, I am very happy.

Xiao Yi, I heard from my aunt that you are a good sumo wrestler?"

"Uh, that's what it is."

Huang Chen pouted and sighed, "Others can learn sumo wrestling, but I can't learn it.

In the past, there was a strong man in the palace... who taught me some fists, but later he was discovered by my grandmother and drove the man away."

But I really didn't expect that this little guy would like sumo wrestling.

But thinking about it, it seems that it is not surprising that this sumo wrestling was a very popular sport among the people during the Northern Song Dynasty. Even in the trellis, there is also a kind of sumo wrestling that specializes in performing and is for people to watch, which can be regarded as a national sport.

But children like Huang Chen can like and appreciate them, but may not agree to him to study.

Forced to give up your preferences, but you have to bear heavy responsibilities and bear tremendous pressure to learn other skills. Not to mention that Huang Chen is just a child, even Yu Yin, when encountering this situation, you may not say it, and you will be bored in your heart.

If you want Huang Chen to learn the piano carefully, he must regain his interest in music.

But this is not an easy task. After all, this child is very resistant and unaware of it.

In this way, the more he learns, the less confident he becomes, the less interested he becomes, and even in the end, the more he learns, the more he becomes, the more annoying he becomes.

"Mr. Chen, do you want to learn how to swim?"

Huang Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this.

“Can I learn?”

"Why can't you learn..."

"But both my father and my mother said that the pounce method is a despicable man's art and he should not achieve great success."

Yu Yin frowned and was a little disgusted with Huang Chen's parents.

But he couldn't say what his parents were wrong in front of Huang Chen, so hesitated for a moment and said softly: "In fact, there is no distinction between worldly skills. It's just that people have set the quality of it, so they have this concept.

I dare not say that your parents are wrong, but among the six arts taught by the saints, harnessing and shooting are the arts of sages.

But now, the archery ritual has declined. Even in the Imperial College, what I learned is nothing but the basics. As for the ritual control, it has become a skill for peddlers and pawns. Can a saint be a despicable husband? Mr. Chen, if you want to learn the pounce method, it is also a good thing. At least you can have the power to protect yourself and strengthen your body. Since ancient times, there have been many examples of beauties loving heroes, but if you are a sick scholar and have no power to tie a chicken, you may not be loved by the beauties..."

Huang Chen couldn't help laughing when he heard what Yu Yin said.

"Let's do it, let's make a deal."

“What deal?”

"Every time you master three fingering methods, I will teach you one-hand pounce method.

If you can learn these twelve basic fingering methods intact, I will teach you the real method... It is the real method, not the flower-shaped movement of performing arts in the brothels and tiles! Haha, if you agree, I can teach you the pounce method now."

"real?"

Huang Chen's eyes suddenly shine.

Yu Yin smiled and said, "What is it that I lied to you? It's just that I'm telling you about the pounce. Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know... If someone knows it and it's passed into your parents' ears, even if you want to teach you, I'm afraid you won't have the opportunity to learn."

Huang Chen immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Yu Yin stood up immediately, placed the tables and chairs on the edge of the house, and gave up a piece of open space.

He first taught Huang Chen a few hand steps, and then taught him how to wave his hands. It's strange that Huang Chen seemed to have a lot of talent in sumo wrestling, and he quickly mastered it. After that, when he learned the piano again, he seemed to have learned the tricks and even mastered the three fingering techniques at once.

The sky is already dark and it is about to pass by when you see the hour of You.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yu Yin got up and said goodbye. Huang Chen reluctantly left and sent him to the gate of Xiaqiao Garden.

The two made an appointment to come back tomorrow.

Yu Yin then said goodbye to Mr. Huang and embarked on the way home.

Along the way, he thought about how to make Mr. Huang become truly interested in music?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly stopped and stood by the road, revealing a state of contemplation.

Maybe, can you give it a try?

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Chapter completed!