Chapter 247: Woman Xue You, Listening to the Qin in a Dream, and Jin Ge's Dreaming (6k words two in
In the open space where the students of Suixing Hall have their classes, there is a splendid red maple forest behind them, and in front of them is an endless stretch of Lidu filled with misty river mist.
Zhao Rong was sitting behind the desk in the rear right corner of the open space. He chose this place for no other reason than because it looked familiar.
Based on his experience of occupying seats in the classroom countless times in his previous life, this place, with the woods on the right, is a natural barrier. No one will come, such as Mr. Si who comes down to inspect on a whim.
On the desk to the left in front of the seat, a tall male student sat, and Fan Yushu sandwiched him on the left. The "copper wall" formed by these two classmates could just cover Zhao Rong. He was in a blind spot in front of Mr. Si's field of vision that Mr. Si couldn't see.
This is very safe, both psychologically and physically.
However, before Zhao Rong could nod and lament for long, he suddenly realized a problem.
Mr. Si is a blind man, and he is still a mortal. Let’s not mention whether he will get down and walk in the middle of the class. Sitting for a long time will cause backache and backache, which is not good for the legs and feet. Is it necessary to get down and move around? Even if Mr. Si gets down to move around. Moving his legs and feet, he couldn't see what Zhao Rong was doing...
Zhao Rong rubbed his face, so it’s safe to sit anywhere in Mr. Si’s piano class?
Hey, this is so damn skilled.
However, he looked around again and felt that this person had a strong desire to survive and the seat that was necessary for fishing in class was not free, because there was also Yu Huaijin who had to take care of everything, although it seemed that he was in a closed room at the moment. She listened to Tao, but the ruler was still in her hand, no more than one foot away.
Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.
It's a bit strange why I happened to meet such an outstanding senior.
Yu Huaijin is not only the number one in the seven arts among the students in Suixing Hall, she is also a teaching assistant for the gentlemen in several art courses. Not only can she assist in teaching, sometimes if the gentlemen are busy, she will teach instead of the teacher, and she also Not limited to Suxingtang...
Mr. Si's class is the same as before. First, he listens to the waves in silence, and then plays the piano with emotion, and the piano sounds harmoniously.
However, if it was the previous "listening to the waves in silence", Zhao Rong felt that it was not difficult. He just pricked up his ears, looked like he was relieved after changing clothes, and pretended to be in an epiphany state of being intoxicated and hearing the beautiful sounds of heaven and earth.
But the feeling behind it, the piano playing and the harmonious sound of the piano... At this time, Zhao Rong felt that it was outrageous.
His hand playing the piano was raised and lowered, lowered and raised again, somewhat hesitantly.
Zhao Rong raised his eyes and looked at the field, and saw Mr. Si at the front, facing everyone. His fingers, which were slender and whiter than the woman's, were dancing gently on the guqin that seemed to have been broken once.
From time to time he would play a short piece of piano music with varying pitches and slowness, and then he would suddenly stop and look up at the students without saying a word.
After the students were quiet for a while, someone would suddenly play the piano and pick up the music. It seemed that they were inspired by the idea, and the piano sounded harmoniously.
This picture has quite a sense of knowing the sound of mountains and flowing water.
However, Zhao Rong felt speechless when he was in the middle of it. He looked at Yu Huaijin in the front row and saw that she was the first one to pick up Mr. Si's music almost every time. She was very outstanding and positive.
Zhao Rong blinked, looked down at the guqin on his lap, and then looked up at the serious-looking classmates in front and behind him.
Are we in the same class here?
I feel like I can't get in at all, are you an outsider?
He shook his head, and finally put down his hesitant hand without touching the strings, because Zhao Rong was afraid that once he played the piano, he would become the center of attention like the outstanding Yu Huaijin, but the reason was the opposite.
The river wind on the shore is a bit strong, especially in the morning and with the autumn cold, the river wind blows towards my face like a knife.
Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed a few times, but tried his best to suppress the sound with his hands so as not to disturb the surrounding students who were immersed in the sound of Mr. Si's piano. Well, there were also students who were listening in their dreams with their eyes closed, and screamed before falling asleep.
Fan Yushu, whom Zhao Rong kept a close eye on.
Zhao Rong tilted his head, glanced down, and glanced at Zhengxiang who was sleeping. No, it was his friend who was listening in ecstasy.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the seat to the left of Fan Yushu. There was a delicate student wearing Qingjin in the seat who seemed to be looking slightly sideways.
Zhao Rong turned around and raised his eyebrows.
It was discovered that it was a female student named Li Xueyou who had arrived belatedly with Xiao Hongyu.
She was seen wearing a loose high ponytail, her black hair and white hair scarf were fluttering in the river wind. At this time, Zhengtan opened her mouth slightly, looking sideways slightly, her eyes stopped at the point where she could even close her eyes while sitting.
Fan Yushu, who was sleeping, had beautiful eyes that were blinking and seemed to be filled with curiosity.
Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing. Brother Yushu was sitting upright with his eyes closed and dozing off. It was indeed a bit unclear whether he was in class or fishing. If his body hadn't been swaying back and forth slightly in the wind, Zhao Rong would have been beaten as well.
Yushu was confused.
As expected of you, Brother Yushu.
At this moment, Li Xueyou seemed to have noticed Zhao Rong's gaze. She turned her head quickly, like a lark. But the next second, after seeing the corners of Zhao Rong's raised mouth, she suddenly turned into a girl again.
A little rabbit straightened his head, leaned forward sharply, lowered his head and played the piano, facing Zhao Rong with a serious and focused look on his profile.
Nothing happened, you... saw nothing...
Zhao Rong smiled hoarsely and withdrew his gaze.
On weekdays, he rarely saw Li Xueyou talking, and the two of them had little interaction. In Zhao Rong's impression, this girl was gentle and quiet, and she often followed Xiao Hongyu, who had a big mouth and a flamboyant smile.
How to attract attention, like a little transparent.
But after all, they were the only two female students in Suixing Hall...well, the only three, that Yu Huaijin and Zhao Rong didn't regard her as a woman at all.
Because she is one of the only three female students and has a pretty and elegant face, she can be regarded as the most beautiful girl in Suixing Hall. I heard from Fan Yushu that her seven arts scores were among the top, and she was treated kindly by the students at the door just now.
Comforting, Zhao Rong could guess with his feet that this girl should be quite popular among the male students in Suixing Hall, and there were many people who secretly followed her.
Not knowing what he thought of, he shook his head.
Another gust of river wind blew.
Zhao Rong tightened his grip on Qiu Yi.
He frowned slightly. Without looking, Zhao Rong knew that his complexion must be bad at this time. He temporarily lost the little red snake that circulated in his meridians to maintain his body. In addition to being tough, his current body was at least a little stronger than ordinary people. As a result,
He still bears the hidden wounds left by the backlash of his innate vitality last night, and he is very weak.
Zhao Rong took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, and opened his eyelids hard to look at Mr. Si playing the piano quietly in the red maple river breeze. The melodious sound of the piano hit his ears with the hunting east wind, and he slowly closed his eyes.
, also went to listen to the piano in my dream.
Zhao Rong's last remaining consciousness in this class was...
Mr. Si's class is indeed a good place to catch up on sleep in the morning, but...it's just a bit windy.
Li Xueyou opened her eyes wide and stared at Qin lying flat on her lap, her little face tensed up, and her eyes were full of concentration.
After responding to Mr. Wansi's music again, she quietly glanced to the right, opened her eyes slightly, and found that the person who had been staring at her just now... seemed to be asleep too.
Li Xueyou first looked at Mr. Si, who was playing the piano with his head lowered and concentrating on teaching. Then she turned her head and looked again.
Zhao Rong closed his eyes, tilted his head, supported his head with one hand, and tapped the strings with the other hand. In the autumn wind, his face was as pale as frost, his breathing was a little short, and his body swayed from time to time.
The straightened Fan Yushu was still very straight, as if he was about to fall down at any time.
Li Xueyou's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she reached out to grab her own fluttering ponytail, gathered it together and combed it on her left shoulder to make it calmer. Immediately, she looked at Fan Yushu and Zhao Rong who were in the river breeze.
, biting his lip and saying nothing.
Not long after, Li Xue's silver teeth let go of her lower lip. She lowered her head and dug through her sleeves, took out a delicate purse, and opened it.
I saw that there were many small things in the small purse, but I couldn't see what they were. It was probably only Li Xueyou who lowered his head and squinted his eyes and stretched out a thin little finger to pick it up.
Know.
She searched for a while and pinched out two small pieces of cloth.
As soon as the two small pieces of cloth left the mouth of the purse, they suddenly expanded in size and turned into two velvet blankets, neatly folded.
Li Xueyou lowered her head and carefully put away her purse.
She doesn't have any spiritual skills, not even the Heavenly Realm. This rare Sumeru item that can be used by mortals was given to her by a close relative who searched for it for a long time.
At this moment, Li Xueyao felt someone tugging at the corner of her clothes.
"Xueyou."
Behind him, Xiao Hongyu's voice sounded down.
Li Xueyou was stunned and looked back. Not only did she see Xiao Hongyu winking at her from the seat next to her, but she also saw... the eyes of the entire audience.
I didn't know when the sound of the piano had stopped. Li Xueyou had just gone to get something, but he didn't pay attention.
At this time, Mr. Si, who was teaching at the front, was actually walking towards her. However, the direction in which he tilted his head and the eyes of the audience over her shoulders seemed to be focused on Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu.
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Xiao Hongyu patted Li Xueyou's hand and gave her a look that reassured her that she was fine. Then she curled her lips and looked behind Li Xueyou.
Zhao Rongzhen dozed off with his head propped up, while Fan Yushu was still "listening to the lecture with his eyes closed" and was still immersed in the unexpected sound of the piano.
At this time, in the open space beside the river, there was only the sound of the whistling wind and the sound of leaves. Other than that, it was completely silent.
Si Wuxie walked towards them slowly with light steps.
Yu Huaijin left her seat when Si Wuxie suddenly stood up and walked down. At this moment, she was following behind Si Wuxie with her hands in her hands, her lips pursed, and she glanced at the thin back of the blind man in front of her from time to time, and then at the other side.
Look at Zhao and Rong who are dozing together.
All eyes were focused on Zhao Rong.
The students were very surprised when Si Wuxie got up and came to the table, because in their impression, this gentleman rarely stepped down from the stage to manage the class.
And this time...
Their eyes fell on Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu, with different looks, and most of them looked at the excitement.
Wu Peiliang snorted softly and looked at Zhao Rong in the distance who was still in his dream without knowing it, with expectation in his eyes.
Mr. Si has a good temper, which is recognized by the entire Mochi Academy, but according to his experience, people with better tempers will be really serious once they get angry.
As for Zhao Ziyu, who came to the hall with Fan Yushu to pull back the crane, hehe, it didn’t matter that the two fell asleep in Mr. Si’s class, but they were discovered by the teacher. Well, I can’t tell if they made indecent noises while sleeping.
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You must know that Mr. Si is a blind musician. He has lost his eyesight, but his hearing is very sensitive and he can distinguish music accurately. You must have made an extremely vulgar snoring sound, which has tarnished the elegant and refined music. No wonder you want to step down, I guess.
Really angry.
I wonder if I will ask you two to stop coming to class and go back to the dormitory to sleep...
Wu Peiliang twitched the corner of his mouth, then let out a long sigh and shook his head, but his eyes were still unblinkingly focused on Mr. Si who was about to walk to the table of the two sleepy people in the distance.
Li Xueyou saw that Mr. Si was about to come, and turned to look at Zhao and Rong. She pursed her lips and stuck her feet out from under the table, which was invisible to everyone.
Xiao Hongyu glanced down and saw that his friend was full of love, but he didn't say anything.
Li Xueyou was closest to Fan Yushu and kicked his calf.
Fan Yushu moved his feet, smacked his lips, and still closed his eyes, seemingly unaffected. However, in the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes with a strong desire to survive, and soon he saw the silent scene on the field at this moment.
In an instant, Fan Yushu's expression dropped and he pretended to be nonchalant. His expression was serious, his brows were furrowed, and he stared straight at the guqin with a serious look.
Soon, Fan Yushu glanced at the expressionless Mr. Si from the corner of his eye... and passed by his table. Along with him was Yu Huaijin, but the latter frowned at him.
Fan Yushu didn't pay attention and breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could finish breathing, he was suddenly startled. Didn't he catch me?
Fan Yushu suddenly turned his head.
Si Wuxie kept walking along the way, and ignored Fan Yushu, who was pretending to be serious. He came to Zhao Rong's table with a calm expression, and then slowly stopped.
Si Wuxie's eyes were still empty and lifeless, but she lowered her head slightly, facing Zhao Rong, as if she was watching him, her face showed no emotion or anger, and she said nothing.
The atmosphere in the classroom became even quieter because of the blind man's silence.
Yu Huaijin, who was following, took a closer look at the face of Zhao Rong, who was still sleeping. She squinted her eyes slightly and suddenly said, "Sir, Brother Zhao has never slept in the past. Today may be last night..."
"I heard it." Si Wuxie finally spoke, interrupting Yu Huaijin's explanation.
He tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to something, but in the open space at this time, apart from the whistling wind and the sound of leaves, there was the slight breathing of the students.
No one heard any other sounds.
Si Wuxie remained expressionless and stood quietly for a moment, seeming to be listening to something.
Suddenly, he turned around and walked to Li Xueyou, took a velvet blanket from her hand, walked back to Zhao Rong, reached out with his hands, covered Zhao Rong with the blanket, and helped him hold it.
, to prevent falling.
Then Si Wuxie stopped lingering and turned back to the lecture platform. Yu Huaijin turned around and followed.
Zhao Rong lowered his head slightly, put a fist on his forehead with one hand, still sleeping soundly, but... warmer.
The whole place was silent.
Many students who were ready to watch the excitement looked at each other.
Then he shook his head, looked away, and continued class.
Wu Peiliang's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhao Rong, who had pulled the blanket and turned to sleep more comfortably on his stomach, and then turned to look at Mr. Si's back.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and continued playing the piano.
How can Mr. Si have a good temper? He simply has no temper!
Soon, the early morning piano lessons continued.
It seems to have passed.
The sound of Mr. Si's piano continued to sound, and all the students responded with chords.
It's just that in the ears of some students who are naturally sensitive in distinguishing sounds, the sound of Mr. Si's piano seems to be a little different, either high or low. And if you want to say what the specific difference is compared with before, it is very clear.
It's hard to say why.
In the front row of the open space, Yu Huaijin raised his eyelids slightly as he listened to the sound of Si Wuxie's piano.
Zhao Rong had a strange dream
At first, there was the sound of a piano coming from nowhere in the darkness.
Immediately, the darkness dissipated amidst the sound of the piano, and he saw the iron horse Jin Ge.
This was a time of great strife, with hundreds of dynasties standing on the land.
He looked down from the sky, and the war trees stood like the sea.
Boom, boom, boom—boom, boom, boom!
War drums beat slowly.
The sound of horse hooves suddenly started.
Hundreds of kingdoms are at war.
The fields were covered with corpses, and rivers of blood flowed...
And the strange sound of the piano at first went from inaudible at first, to low and melodious later, to generous and high-spirited at the end.
Zhao Rong's eyes suddenly opened!
The originally bent waist suddenly straightened up.
The blanket slipped from his shoulders, and Zhao Rong reached out to catch it.
He breathed quickly, calmed down, looked around, and found that he was in an open space by the river, and the memories before going to bed gradually came back like a tide.
"Ziyu, are you okay?" Fan Yushu looked at Zhao Rong's face and asked with concern.
Zhao Rong shook his head. He suddenly reached out and touched his face, and his cheeks felt extremely hot.
"Your face is a lot red now. It was as pale as a ghost just this morning." Fan Yushu said casually, then continued to do his own thing and put away the guqin.
Zhao Rong breathed slowly, feeling a little strange, but he was still a little confused for a moment. He said casually: "What time is it now? How long have I been asleep?"
Fan Yushu glanced at him, "The music class ended not long ago, and Mr. Si just left. Oh, by the way, just now Yu Huaijin said, let's stay here and don't bother to change places. Zhu will do it later."
Sir, he will come directly here to take classes."
Zhao Rong frowned, glanced at the blanket in his hand, and opened his mouth, but the next moment, he froze.
I finally felt that something was different.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes and looked inside the meridians, only to see that the innate vitality that had originally dissipated was flowing continuously in the meridians, running the Little Zhoutian on its own.
His mind turned around, and his innate vitality suddenly surged. In the meridians in his body, which were like streams and rivers, the little red snake reappeared. The energy and spirit at this moment was actually the same as before before it hit the "belt pulse", but it was no longer violent.
But it recovered as before.
Now, four of the eight extraordinary meridians in his body are connected. Among the remaining four meridians, the belt channel is still blocked due to the backlash of spiritual energy, but it is not as serious as it was at the beginning.
Zhao Rong was surprised to find that his condition and body had returned to normal.
He frowned slightly, was it the dream with the strange piano sound just now?
Fan Yushu put away his guqin, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed it on the table. Then he turned around and saw his friend beside him holding a blanket and frowning in a daze. He pursed his lips to the side and said, "Here, it's brother Xue You's blanket."
Zhao Rong came back to his senses, exhaled heavily, nodded, lowered his head and patted the dust on the blanket, then folded it neatly, then stood up and walked to Li Xueyou's side.
"Thank you, Brother Li, for sleeping after class and making a fool of yourself."
"Yeah." Li Xueyou was also laying rice paper on the table to place the inkstone. She lowered her head and did not look at Zhao Rong immediately. She reached out and took the blanket from Zhao Rong. When she heard him say thank you, she nodded quickly.
He responded, but immediately shook his head as if to make trouble, "It's not ugly, it's not ugly. It's normal to sleep when you feel sleepy..."
Li Xueyou paused, looked up at Zhao Rong, slightly curved his lips, and said in a serious tone: "However, Brother Zhao should pay attention to arrange his time next time, and don't fall asleep in Mr. Si's class again."
Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, "This is natural."
Seeing his bright smile, Li Xueyou looked away and continued to do what she was doing.
When Zhao Rong saw this, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he glanced at the blanket that Li Xueyao had put away and hesitated to speak.
At this moment, Li Xueyou spoke without turning his head, and a soft voice came, "Mr. Si covered this for you."
Zhao Rong was startled, his brows suddenly relaxed, and he turned around to look.
On the maple forest trail behind the clearing, the back of Mr. Si carrying the piano was faintly visible, and gradually disappeared.
Zhao Rong looked at it for a while, thoughtfully.
"Hey, your name is Zhao Ziyu, right?"
A carefree voice came from behind.
Zhao Rong came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, and turned around and said, "Yes, Brother Xiao, this is Zhao Rong, whose name is Ziyu."
Xiao Hongyu was flipping through a copybook. On the desk in front of her there were dozens of books piled up on a hill. They were all authentic calligraphers written by the top calligraphers in Xiao Hongyu's hometown dynasty. Her father saw her at home.
After I mentioned it in the book, I sent someone all the way to the mountain not long ago.
Xiao Hongyu looked down and said casually: "Xiao Xueyou gave you a blanket to keep you warm, so just say thank you."
Zhao Rong heard what she meant and turned to look at Li Xueyou who was laying out paper and getting ready to write.
Hearing this, the latter quickly waved his hand, "No need, Brother Zhao, don't listen to Red Fish's nonsense."
Xiao Hongyu said nothing.
Zhao Rong thought for a while and said seriously to Li Xueyou: "Brother Li, I have also learned some calligraphy. Why don't you show me some calligraphy? Write some words and I will show you."
While listening to Zhao Rong's words, Xiao Hongyu turned over the so-called rare copybook in his hand and curled his lips, not knowing whether it was the copybook or the person.
She threw the priceless copybook at the foot of the mountain on the table. Just as she was about to nod, she was pulled by Li Xueyou.
"Redfish, don't make trouble."
Seeing this, Xiao Hongyu relaxed his shoulders and said, "Okay, as long as you are happy, Brother Zhao, I'm being presumptuous."
Li Xueyou smiled at Zhao Rong.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Rong apologized to her and left.