Mingwei opened the door of the school building, and the room fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to her.
Mingwei walked past them and took in the expressions of these wealthy ladies. It was easy to find that they were divided into three groups.
One group was Wen Ru and the others, looking at her with resentment. The other group, like Sun Wei, had their heads lowered, either because they didn't dare to look or because they were not interested. The last group looked eager to give it a try and wanted to talk to her.
Mingwei paid no attention to anyone, just returned to his seat and sat down, waiting for his husband to come to class.
In the morning, as usual, it is about classics, arithmetic or moral education.
Mingwei walked and listened carefully.
If you take elective courses in the afternoon, you can go to the teacher's study room to take whatever class you want.
Mingwei was walking slowly on the road with Qin on her back. Suddenly a girl called her: "Hey, do you also take music theory lessons?"
She vaguely remembered seeing this person in Linghanzhai, and nodded: "Yes!"
She smiled and said, "Just in time, we also have music theory classes!"
Mingwei nodded lightly.
The girl was familiar with herself, so she came over and whispered, "I heard that you offended Wen Ying and the others yesterday?"
Wen Ying? Is she Miss Wen San?
Mingwei said casually: "Probably."
"Then you have to be careful. The Chengenhou family, relying on the prince's influence, is very arrogant."
Ming smiled and nodded.
Seeing that she was not very interested in talking, the girl knew what she was interested in, so she gave her name: "My surname is Wei, my name is Xiao'an, and I have the honorary name of Dr. Yin Qing Guanglu in my family. The piano room is here, let's go to class first."
After that, he went in with a few companions.
Dr. Yinqing Guanglu is a casual official with no actual duties, and is usually used to add favors and rewards. This Wei Xiaoan must have made meritorious service as an elder and was rewarded with such a casual official title. No wonder she doesn't have the airs of a rich lady.
The gentleman who teaches music theory is a handsome young man in his twenties.
Mingwei saw him coming out from behind and was stunned for a moment before she realized that Mingcheng Academy was not just for female teachers.
Seeing him coming out, all the girls in the room stood up and said hello: "Hello, Mr. Ning!" Their eyes were bright and they were extremely excited.
Mingwei's brows furrowed slightly.
It wasn't that she didn't like the male husband, but that there was something familiar to her about this man.
But when I saw Mr. Ning, he was wearing a robe in the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. His figure was elegant and elegant. His face was handsome and indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.
And his age should be upwards of twenty-five. Before reaching thirty, it is the time when a man has mature charm, but is also young and energetic.
With such an appearance and such grace, no wonder these wealthy ladies are so excited.
Mr. Ning sat down behind the piano table and asked, "Do you know the music you taught last time?"
A room full of girls responded in unison: "Yes, sir."
Mr. Ning nodded and pointed to the girl at the front: "Come and listen."
"Yes, sir." The girl's cheeks had a hint of blush. She carefully placed her piano on the piano table, plucked it twice and started playing slowly.
A few notes played, and Mingwei's heart suddenly jumped.
She knows this tune.
The title of the song is Jue Xian, and it is Master's favorite song.
After the girl finished playing, she raised her head shyly: "Please give me some advice, sir."
Mr. Ning looked calm and said: "You practiced well, but there are a few wrong fingerings." He explained in detail what was wrong and also demonstrated it again.
Mr. Ning looked cold, but he was very attentive when teaching students.
After saying this, he called the next one and pointed them one by one.
Mingwei sat in the back, and it was her turn last.
Mingwei flicked the strings and started playing.
At first, her fingering was a little unfamiliar, but she was very familiar with the piece. She played it like a flowing cloud, her notes were very smooth, and she finished the piece quickly.
Mr. Ning looked at her without judging.
He watched for a long time, until all the girls in the room looked uneasy, and then he said, "This is your first time taking music theory class."
Mingwei lowered his head and saluted: "Yes, sir."
"Do you know this song?"
Ming smiled slightly: "I heard someone play it in my early years."
As soon as these words came out, the female students in the piano room all looked surprised.
Huh? Is there something wrong?
Mr. Ning stared at her more closely, and the words coming out of his mouth were without warmth: "If you came to the last class, you should know that this song was created by me."
Mingwei's smile froze on his lips.
Mr. Ning, with his hands in his sleeves, slowly walked to her side: "Tell me, how do you know how to play?"
Mingwei thought for a while: "Perhaps what the students heard was what the teacher played?"
Mr. Ning's expression became even colder: "I left the army at 20 and traveled all over the country. I didn't enter the capital until a few years ago."
Mingwei immediately said: "The student has just entered the capital, and he has been living in Dongning before."
"I have never been to Dongning."
"..." Okay, I can't make it up anymore.
Mr. Ning had no intention of letting her go. He looked down from a high position and wanted an answer.
Seeing that the girls in the room were getting curious, she had to say: "Student... has a good memory. Whenever he listens to music played by others, he can quickly learn it. I have just listened to it so many times, it is not difficult to play it again."
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
Mingwei said: "The students are new and don't want to be in the limelight."
Mr. Ning stared at her for a long time, finally withdrew his gaze and went back.
Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief, which was funny.
When she told the truth, no one believed her, but when she told lies, everyone believed her.
Mr. Ning lowered his head and played a few tunes. Just as he was about to speak, the female student spoke up: "Sir, you haven't judged the students' piano skills yet."
Without raising his head, he said calmly: "Why should I judge your piano skills?"
The female students were shocked and suspicious when they heard this.
What does it mean? Does it mean that she plays the piano very well and doesn’t need to be taught?
Mr. Ning has ignored this question.
After class, Mingwei put away the piano and left the piano room.
Wei Xiaoan caught up and said, "You are so awesome, Mr. Ning rarely praises others!"
Mingwei asked curiously: "Sir, did you praise me?"
"Of course, they say there's no need to judge. It means you play very well and don't need to be taught any more! Besides, I can also hear that you play well."
Mingwei is self-aware. Her talent in music theory is not very high, but her skills have been passable over many years.
But she was very curious about Mr. Ning, and Wei Xiaoan came up and asked her about it.
Wei Xiaoan was very enthusiastic: "You mean Mr. Ning? His name is Ning Xiu. I don't know his background. He came to the capital a few years ago and became famous with his song at Zhegui Tower. Then he was invited by the Bolinghou Mansion. Not long after that
, so I came to the academy to teach."
Mingwei is thoughtful. Bolinghou Mansion? Does Yang Shu know?
The two of them returned to the study room, packed their things and got ready for school.
When she went out, Sun Wei happened to come back. When she saw Mingwei, she lowered her head.
As they passed each other, Mingwei heard her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Thank you."
Mingwei smiled faintly, Sun Wei had a trace of her magic power, it was because he had used the willow whistle.