When he was brought in, Zhou Wenwen was still in the fog.
He was not driven away?
He actually came in?
And this Miss Jiang has been waiting for him for many days?
Zhou Wenwen was completely in no mood to appreciate the eye-opening buildings and scenery around him. All he could think about was this mysterious Miss Jiang.
He was very curious about what kind of person this mysterious Miss Jiang was who both his mother and brother were full of praise for.
Jiang Ye led people all the way to the living room.
The Jiang family's living room is very large, divided into two parts, front and back, separated by a glass window in the middle.
The front hall is generally used to entertain foreign guests, while the inner hall is used by family members to drink tea, eat snacks and pass the time.
Mr. Jiang was entertaining guests at home today, so Jiang Ye took Zhou Wen directly to the inner hall.
But he was still discovered by the sharp-eyed old man.
He walked out on crutches and remembered the two of them.
"Jiang Ye, who is this?"
After all, the old man is a businessman who has been working hard for decades. Although he is disturbed by affairs at home and abroad every day, his mental state is still very good.
Wearing a well-tailored black tunic suit, he has sharp eyes and is not angry or intimidating.
Zhou Wenwen's scalp started to feel numb instantly.
This man looks like a big shot at first glance.
Jiang Ye beside him quickly explained: "This Teacher Zhou is the music teacher invited by the eldest lady for the third young master."
Hearing this, the expression on the old man's face became even more ugly.
"Why is this girl fooling around every day? As a high school student, where does she have time to study music?!"
Zhou Wenwen's heart skipped a beat.
Is this so-called Miss Jiang an underage child who invited him here after making a bet with her brother?
Then wouldn’t his trip be in vain again?
Zhou Wenwen hurriedly bent down to apologize, but a voice suddenly came from above his head——
"Grandpa, you scared my guest."
Zhou Wenwen subconsciously raised his head and stayed where he was after just one glance.
There is a girl standing at the railing on the second floor. She is wearing a long blue gauze skirt, her exposed arms are slender and fair, and she holds a yellowed ancient book on her green-white fingertips. p>
Her hair is as long as a waterfall, lightly tied with a white ribbon, and gently draped over her shoulders.
Her eyebrows were as thin as black, and her dark eyes were like mountains, covered with cold snow. But when she looked again, the snow in her eyes turned into spring water, extremely delicate and gentle.
Zhou Wenwen had never understood what it meant to be a person who came out of a painting and a book.
Now, he understands.
The girl in front of me just stepped out of the painting.
Because her whole person is like a classical landscape painting, with hazy mist, which seems both illusion and reality.
Before Zhou Wen's head fell, he heard Jiang Ye next to him respectfully call "Miss".
With a sound of "Boom——", Zhou Wenwen's head went blank.
So she is Miss Jiang?
The mysterious man lifted the veil and became even more mysterious.
This fact made Zhou Wenshen even more nervous.
But the other party acted as if nothing happened, holding on to the stairs and walking down the stairs gracefully.
When she walked not far away from him, she smiled slightly and nodded slightly, "Hello, Teacher Zhou, I am Jiang Li. Nice to meet you."
Zhou Wenwen was completely at a loss. He wanted to extend his hand, but felt that it was not appropriate. He was also worried that his embarrassed appearance would make the other party laugh.
But there is no other emotion in Jiang Li's eyes except just the right amount of kindness.
Even though Mr. Jiang had clearly expressed his displeasure, she just smiled and said:
"Grandpa, your guests are still waiting. Are you sure you want to discuss this matter with me here?"
The old man looked at the guests in the glass window behind him and snorted in resignation.
"I'll settle the score with you later!"
After saying that, he looked at the crutch and left.
Zhou Wenton said sorry, "Ms. Jiang, I"
"It's okay, my grandpa's temper is like this." Jiang Li had already turned around and walked upstairs, "But he doesn't mean bad. The piano room is on the fifth floor. Come with me."
Jiang Ye on the side also smiled and stretched out his hand to signal him to enter the elevator.
Only then did Zhou Wenwen wipe the sweat from his forehead and exhale.
She is worthy of being the eldest lady of a wealthy family. Her temperament, attitude, and emotional intelligence are simply perfect and impeccable.
On the contrary, he is too reserved for a small family.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wenwen quickly adjusted his posture and straightened his back.
He followed Jiang Li to the piano room.
The Jiang family's piano room was very large, with all the musical instruments in it, but it could be seen that they were not properly maintained. Zhou Wenwen, who knew what he was doing, immediately felt distressed for several expensive instruments.
Jiang Li said while showing him around:
"The industry my second uncle was engaged in before was also related to music, but you also noticed my grandfather's attitude. He didn't like it very much."
Listening to the other party's calm and gentle voice, Zhou Wenshu gradually relaxed and started chatting with Jiang Li.
"I have been a tutor before. Many families like yours do not support their children in engaging in art. This is normal."
Jiang Li smiled, "But this piano room was built by grandpa, and all the musical instruments in it were purchased by grandpa."
Zhou Wenshu opened his lips in surprise, "I didn't expect this."
The old man seemed to be a serious and serious person at first glance, but he actually bought such a complete set of musical instruments and equipment?
Jiang Li stroked the grand piano and said, "To be honest, I didn't expect it either."
While being manipulated by the plot, she always thought that the old man was pedantic and rigid and was the biggest problem in the family.
His father was forced to work all day long, his second uncle was forced to run away from home, his third uncle's family was not happy, and his little aunt was sent abroad by him at a young age.
But after resurrecting her life, especially after living in ancient times, she could see some things more clearly.
People are complex, and simple black and white of right and wrong are far from being able to measure whether a person is good or bad.
You can’t see with your eyes, you have to feel with your heart.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Jiang Li said, "I heard from Aunt Zhou that you graduated from the Beijing Conservatory of Music?"
Zhou Wenshu nodded.
He was no longer so nervous at this time. The girl in front of him seemed to have some kind of magic power. After just chatting with her for a while, he felt a lot more relaxed.
But he still didn't dare to look into her eyes.
It was so beautiful there that he was afraid that he would be embarrassed.
"This school is the dream of all music students. I have also listened to some of the albums released by your studio, and they are indeed quite good."
Zhou Wenwen was stunned, "Have you heard of our songs?"
Jiang Li smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong. After all, I am looking for a tutor for my brother. You have to find out the other person's abilities, right? The song is very nice, especially the lyrics. The writing is very good. I like it very much."
Zhou Wenshu was a little excited, "Thank you, Miss Jiang, for your affirmation. To be honest, those words were all written by me."
Jiang Li smiled but said nothing.
Because she knew very well what kind of storm the young man in front of her who looked down and out would make in the music world in the future.
