Lin Wanwan is quite satisfied with her performance tonight. Although this song "Swordsman" is not difficult, she still practiced it for a long time. The key is that she also paired it with heroic lyrics, which is absolutely refreshing.
She didn't think she had made a fool of herself. Although her skills were not as good as Lu Ying'er's, if everyone present were allowed to vote anonymously, the popular "Swordsman" would definitely win.
There is no way, no matter how elegant the elegant music is, it is still highbrow, and pop music can arouse the resonance of the public and stir the heartstrings of the public. No matter how mature and stable the teenagers and girls in their teens and twenties pretend to be, in fact, in the end,
Still young and young.
Under the open folk customs of the Tang Dynasty, dancing, singing, and playing piano were the norm, and both nobles and common people were accustomed to it. But because Xiao Chong first said that Lu Ying'er still needed to work hard, and then praised Lin Wanwan for being so wonderful, some people
It was stung.
After Mrs. Lu sat upright, she said in a condescending tone: "If Mrs. Lin can practice more and study hard, she will not have the problem of insufficient intonation when playing the piano in the future. In the end, this piece of music is still
It is difficult to achieve elegance by playing tricks. Madam Lin, you must practice hard in the future. A girl should not slack off. As a noble lady, there should be no end to her pursuit of music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Lin Wanwan listened absently to the other party's comments and corrections, and smiled back from time to time to show that she was still listening, until Mrs. Lu suddenly changed the topic to family education: "How many words has your little Yu'er learned?
What books have you read? When Ying'er and Minghao were as old as her, they could already read 1,800 words."
As soon as literacy was mentioned, Xiao Yu'er shook her head like a rattle and shrank her body behind Lin Wanwan's skirt. She didn't want to write, she was still young!
Looking at her silly look, Mrs. Lu couldn't help laughing and said: "This child is very innocent, but he is not courageous enough. Descendants of nobles are not so petty."
Lin Wanwan's eyebrows twitched. You said I could tolerate it for the time being out of politeness and upbringing, but you said my daughter would never do that.
After Mrs. Lu chattered endlessly, Lin Wanwan knelt down and said to Xiao Qingyu: "Come on, Xiao Yu'er, read two poems to mother, okay?"
After saying that, he gently leaned into her ear and said coaxingly: "If you memorize it well, mother will let you eat a piece of chocolate at night."
When Xiao Yuer heard that there was chocolate to eat, her eyes suddenly lit up!
She likes to eat sweet chocolate the most, but her mother is always afraid that her teeth will be eaten by bugs and refuses to let her eat them. Why is she afraid of reciting poems when there is chocolate to eat? Impossible!
Xiao Qingyu immediately put her hands behind her back and began to recite in a decent manner: "Sing the goose, goose goose, the song is singing to the sky, the white hair is floating on the green water, and the red palms are stirring the clear waves."
This was written by King Luo Bin, one of the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, when he was seven years old (people in the Tang Dynasty like to talk about the virtual age). Therefore, he got the reputation of "child prodigy". Now it is recited by Xiao Qingyu, who is just seven years old after the virtual age (the first year is just five years old).
Very suitable for her age.
Xiao Chong smiled and said: "This poem is interesting, Xiao Yu'er, but did you write it yourself?"
Xiao Qingyu still didn't understand the difference between "reciting poems" and "composing poems". When Xiao Chong asked, she immediately said proudly: "Yes, Xiao Yu'er recited it by herself. I can do it myself."
The people around him started talking after hearing this, and they were all surprised. This was actually a little prodigy?
The young ladies of the Xiao family looked at each other, thinking that just now Xiao Yu'er had defeated Lu Ying'er in three games of checkers, and they became more and more convinced that this little guy was a child prodigy.
Because Xiao Chong had heard Lin Wanwan read several wonderful poems, he was often impressed by Lin Wanwan who stood on the shoulders of historical giants. Therefore, he was not surprised that the little Qingyu whom she raised personally could compose a song "Ode to the Goose"
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Even if Mrs. Lu was thinking about critical comments, she could not ignore the fact that the song "Ode to the Goose" composed by Xiao Yu'er at this age was not good, not to mention that other ladies present had begun to praise the child prodigy.
So she told Lin Wanwan earnestly, not to delay her in hiring a famous teacher for Xiao Yu'er. Although a woman should put her husband's family first in the future, knowledge itself is her best dowry, so she must pay attention to it.
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Lin Wanwan laughed and said a few perfunctory words, and finally got to the table.
On the way back, several young ladies from the Xiao family wanted to squeeze into a carriage with Lin Wanwan. They had something to say to Lin Wanwan, this unexpected cousin. Not only because of the makeup she gave Xiao Ronghua that instantly made her beautiful, but also because of the
About her getting the text score of "Swordsman".
In the end, it was my aunt Yuan who spoke, and the two legitimate daughters, Xiao Xianghua and Xiao Ronghua, and Lin Wanwan's mother and daughter went back in the same car as when they came.
The city gates have long been closed at night, and even during the Chinese New Year, there is still a curfew, but the curfew only applies to the main roads, and it is not so strict within the inner streets.
After the gate of the square is closed, there are many wealthy families in the same square who sing and dance all night long.
The Xiao family's house is in the same neighborhood as the county government office, so there is no problem in going back at night. Several other guests who live in other neighborhoods are staying at the county government office tonight.
The wheels of the carriage rolled "gurgling" on the bluestone. There were no shock absorbers or wooden wheels wrapped with rubber tires. The bumps made Lin Wanwan's head hurt. She felt motion sick and had no intention of chatting with her little cousins.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't have fainted. It was mainly because she drank too much and had a bit of stamina. However, little Qingyu carelessly fell asleep peacefully in this jolt. She probably used it as a cradle.
"Oh, riding in a carriage is really painful. I will learn to ride a horse as soon as possible." Lin Wanwan rubbed her head and shouted.
Xiao Xianghua was surprised: "Why can't cousin Wanwan know how to ride a horse?"
Lin Wanwan sighed and said: "The mountains are not as good as the plains, so there are no conditions for horse training."
The aristocratic men and women of the Tang Dynasty were basically equestrian masters. Playing polo was a very popular sport throughout the three hundred years of the Tang Dynasty. In Xiao Xianghua's view, it was impossible for a magical woman like Lin Wanwan to not
Equestrian, so when I heard she said she wanted to learn to ride a horse, I blurted out.
At this time, he felt that he had made a mistake. How could he use such a tone, as if he was looking down on others? In order to make up for the mistake, Xiao Xianghua immediately said: "Cousin Wanwan, if you don't mind, I can teach you starting tomorrow."
, with your intelligence, you will definitely be able to learn it quickly. Then, we will play polo together."
Xiao Ronghua also came over and said: "Yes, yes, let's play polo together, cousin Wanwan, polo is really fun."
Lin Wanwan said unconfidently: "Playing polo? I'm afraid that's not something that can be done in a short time. I haven't even touched the back of a horse."