When my sister and I were having breakfast, Xiaojiu couldn't help but poked his head out of the room, and his sister happened to look at him.
"Hey, what is that?" my sister said in surprise.
I turned around and saw Xiao Jiu looking at her sister's big eyes.
"You saw this guy. In a dream." I didn't intend to hide it from my sister. Since my sister saw it, I told her naturally.
"Did you bring her out? She is a vixen!" My sister said with some worry.
"It's okay, this guy's life is in my hands now. If she doesn't obey, I will throw her back directly." I didn't mind letting Xiaojiu hear what I said.
When Xiaojiu heard what we said, she no longer hid her head and tail, and ran out in a hurry, ran directly to her sister, looked at her longingly, ran to her feet affectionately, and touched her furry head
She rubbed her sister's trouser leg. This guy seems to be born to be lovable. But I know that this guy looks small, but in fact he is not small at all. Who knows how many years she has lived in the dream.
.Maybe she is already an old goblin.
It seems that cute little animals like Xiao Jiu are extremely lethal to girls. My sister fell in love with Xiao Jiu very much when she saw Xiao Jiu.
"It's so cute." My sister actually hugged Xiaojiu directly to the table.
"This guy never takes a shower. If you put it on the table, how dirty it is!" I said quickly.
"You never take a shower." Xiaojiu retorted directly.
At this time, my sister was completely shocked. Although she had long known that the nine-tailed fox in the dream could speak human language, actually hearing the nine-tailed fox speak in reality still gave her an unspeakable shock.
"Believe it or not, I'm going to cut you?" I raised my fist and threatened.
Xiaojiu immediately pretended to be pitiful and pitiful, which immediately flooded her sister with love.
"Jingyang, it's your fault in the first place. Xiaojiu is clean, but where is it that's not clean? And you're threatening her. If you threaten her, I'll deal with you. Xiaojiu, don't be afraid of him. If he disobeys, my sister will deal with it.
Him!" My sister picked up breakfast and gave it to Xiaojiu. This guy really ate it with gusto.
"I knew it would be bad if I took you out. Sister, she is a vixen. Don't take her out. Just let her stay at home." I reminded her quickly.
"It's all you think about. As long as Xiaojiu doesn't talk, who will know that she is a vixen? It would be boring to leave it at home. Anyway, I have a separate office, so I can just bring it to school."
I shook my head helplessly. I knew my sister wouldn't leave her at home. I couldn't bring Xiaojiu to school either. The school doesn't allow pets. And if I brought this guy to school, I wouldn't have to worry about it.
.
"Sister, I think it's better not to take her out. Don't look at how cute she is now. That was in front of me. If you take her out, she will get into trouble. Don't look at how cute she is now. She
It would be scary if all nine tails were exposed." I said worriedly.
"I think you are just a kid with the soul of an old man wrapped in the skin. Do you think nine tails can scare others? Others will only think it is a mutant fox. No one would have thought it was a vixen.
." My sister smiled.
"Then I'll follow you. You must be more careful when taking her out. Xiaojiu, listen carefully, you are not allowed to talk outside, and you are not allowed to expose the other eight tails. Otherwise, I will come back and cut off your eight useless tails.
." I threatened.
Xiao Jiu immediately started whining, as if he was very frightened. I thought something was wrong with Xiao Jiu, but when my sister pinched my ears, I realized that this little guy had plotted against me again.
When they arrived at the school, Teacher Wang had already urged the students who signed up for the calligraphy and painting competition to submit their works as soon as possible. And try to frame the works as well as possible. This will look more formal.
"Huang Jingyang, are you ready to give up? In fact, it doesn't matter. After all, you haven't learned it before. It's only a short time and it's normal if you can't learn it well. But you shouldn't have lied in the first place. Look, now
Isn't it finally true? You still have to be more down-to-earth in life. Calligraphy and painting are not like playing basketball, as long as the limbs are well-developed. Are you right?" Tan Liwen said in a weird way.
"Did I say I gave up? Wei Mohen, when did you hear me say I was giving up?" I asked with a smile.
"No? I didn't hear Huang Jingyang say that he wanted to give up? Hasn't the deadline not come yet? Some people are just too impatient. They think that they are timid deserters, and they think that the whole world is just like him. This
What's it called? What about a villain's heart, a gentleman's belly and so on?" Wei Mohen scratched his head and seemed to not remember it. In fact, this guy was pretending on purpose.
In the end, some people actually believed it. Li Wan immediately expressed disdain for someone's lack of knowledge and skills, saying, "It is a villain's heart to judge a gentleman's heart."
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean. Tan Liwen, this is not what I said, it was said by the entertainment committee member himself." Wei Mohen chuckled, not feeling ashamed, but feeling proud of it.
Only then did Li Wan realize that she was outsmarted by her cleverness, and was actually used as a weapon by Wei Mohen. She glared at Wei Mohen angrily, and then complained to her deskmate, "Xiao Manli, you don't care about the tutor."
You have to be strict when you should be strict.”
Tan Liwen's face twitched with a smile, "Then tomorrow, I'll wait to see your masterpiece."
"I was very surprised that the great calligrapher in our class paid so much attention to me." My impression of Tan Liwen had almost reached rock bottom.
Li Wan, the cultural and entertainment committee member, announced another important event on this day: "Dear students, the school will hold a program selection for the National Day cultural performance on National Day. Each class will select a program to participate in the competition. The successful program will be held on National Day.
The National Day theatrical performance before the holiday. This is a bonus for the class awards and evaluation. Therefore, it is very important. The class committee discussed and decided that we will hold a selection in the class, and everyone in the class must prepare a program. Yes.
It can be performed alone or together; it can be a song, a dance, or a talent show. There are many people in our class who are good at playing musical instruments, for example, classmate Tan Liwen's speciality is piano performance."
"Does everyone have to come up with a program?" Wei Mohen asked with a sad face.
"Wei Mohen, you are a member of the class committee. Do you think that as a member of the class, everyone should come up with a program? Everyone stays here every afternoon this week and we conduct a trial within the class. Everyone must
Prepare a show." Li Wan said.
Class leader Peng Yalin also stood up and said, "Actually, it is not difficult for everyone to come up with a program. After all, it is just a performance within the class, and it is not for everyone to represent the class in the competition."
"But, I can't carry my piano to class." Tan Liwen said worriedly.
"It's easy. Just use an electronic keyboard instead. As long as you can play the electronic keyboard well, it means your piano skills are good." Li Wan immediately thought of a way.
"Hey, what show are you two planning to do?" Tan Liwen came to me and Wei Mohen out of habit.
"You're excited, aren't you?" Wei Mohen was really excited. He was still worrying about what program to prepare, but he didn't expect Tan Liwen to show off again. This bastard has really participated in many training courses, and he has learned a lot.
Less stuff.
"Aren't I thinking about the honor of our class? Why do you have this attitude towards me?" Seeing Wei Mohen so annoyed, Tan Liwen was even happier.
"You stay away from me. If you are so close, I can't guarantee that I will be able to resist beating you all the time." Wei Mohen said in a very angry voice.
Tan Liwen quickly stayed away, "Wei Mohen, what do you want to do? I also do it for the honor of our class."
"Get out!" Wei Mohen roared in a low voice.
I watched Wei Mohen and Tan Liwen bickering and couldn't help but smile.
"Why are you angry with him? He relies on this to increase his sense of presence." I laughed.
"That's true." My words relieved Wei Mohen, "By the way, Huang Jingyang, what kind of show are you planning to put on?"
"I just learned the guqin and am going to play a guqin piece." I said.
"I just learned guqin music again. Huang Jingyang, don't do this all the time. Even I don't know whether you are telling the truth or lying now." Wei Mohen complained.
"Lu Yao knows how powerful horses are, and people's hearts will change over time." I smiled and didn't make any excuses.
"Come on, I'm very optimistic about you." Wei Mohen patted me hard on the shoulder.
If I hadn't received that ray of Taoism and passed on all the lifetime experience and understanding of music from that master-level luthier, I would have been able to fully master the guqin playing skills just by learning from thoughts. Of course I
What I can do now is to perform relatively simple performances. But if I want to perform the master-level "Mountains and Flowing Waters" completely, it is not immediately possible. After all, gaining experience does not mean gaining
It requires continuous practice before you can do it.
I came out early the next morning because I wanted to pick up two of my works and a guqin. My sister was worried that it would be damaged, so she drove me to the attached middle school. She originally helped me move my things to the school. I happened to meet him on the way.
After I found Wei Mohen, I immediately arrested the young man.
As soon as we entered the classroom, what Wei Mohen and I were holding attracted the attention of the classmates. Especially the guqin in my hand, no one in the class recognized it.
"Huang Jingyang, is the piano in your hand a guzheng or a dulcimer?" Li Wan walked over and asked curiously.
"This one is even older than the dulcimer or the guzheng. It is a five-stringed guqin. It has only five tones, two less than modern music. Later, the number of strings gradually increased, and six-stringed and seven-stringed guqin appeared.
The seven-string guqin is relatively classic among the guqins. But mine is even older and has only five strings." I said.
"Can you really play the guqin?" Li Wan looked at me after saying that.
"Why did Huang Jingyang move here if he doesn't know how to play? Isn't this asking questions knowingly? No wonder they say he has long hair but short knowledge. He is so stupid." Wei Mohen muttered at the side.