Here, after Xia Haoran hung up the phone, he patted Li Mengyao on the shoulder and said, "Yaoyao, how are you? Are you tired? If not, we will start studying now."
"Okay!" Li Mengyao said happily.
"Okay, let me teach you the most basic part now. Today we will learn from the structure of the guqin to the rules of notation (i.e. reading music)." Xia Haoran nodded.
In the next hour, Xia Haoran taught Li Mengyao the system of Guqin, the equipment, performance specifications and music notation methods. Fortunately, Li Mengyao is not an ordinary person now, otherwise, such teaching will definitely be difficult.
Hearing this made me dizzy.
"Okay, that's all for today's lesson, and we'll start learning Guqin techniques tomorrow night." Xia Haoran picked up the water cup on the coffee table and drank a large glass of water, then said with a smile.
Li Mengyao breathed a long sigh of relief. I am afraid that except when she was preparing for the college entrance examination at the end, she had never been so dedicated to learning something again.
She had never thought that Xia Haoran, who looked so gentle and was always gentle and considerate to her, would be so strict when tutoring her in her studies. But it was undeniable that Xia Haoran was also the most charming person Li Mengyao had ever seen.
, no matter from what aspect.
"This is my lover, the man that I, Li Mengyao, will accompany me all my life!" Li Mengyao thought to herself, and before she knew it, her face turned red and she was so embarrassed that she could not speak.
Seeing Li Mengyao's expression, Xia Haoran smiled knowingly and said, "Why, do you think it is very difficult to learn the guqin? Or do you think I am too strict as a teacher?"
"Uh! No, it's not." Li Mengyao hesitated.
"Look at how stupid you are," Xia Haoran gently scratched the bridge of her nose and said, "For your hard work in studying, my husband will play a song for you today to encourage you!"
Li Mengyao smiled and said: "Hao, please play quickly, I am listening attentively. Of course, if you play well, you will be rewarded." This girl also made a rare wisecrack.
Seeing Li Mengyao's small red mouth so close at hand, Xia Haoran immediately became confused. This is the most taboo thing when playing the piano. So he said: "That's good, my husband will wait."
After saying that, Xia Haoran took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Li Mengyao was sitting on the sofa opposite, looking forward with a faint smile on her face. Xiaobai seemed to have noticed something, turned his head and stared at his small black pearl-like eyes, watching quietly.
Three minutes later.
Xia Haoran slowly stretched out his hands to touch the strings. He strummed the strings gently, seemingly unconsciously, and the sonorous and powerful sounds of the guqin floated out, from slow to rapid, from peaceful to full of passionate killing.
and Guogang, seem to have no rhythm at all. But from these simple notes, a strong atmosphere of the world is revealed!
Xia Haoran made a stroke with his fingers, brushing across the strings like clouds and flowing water. Suddenly, the rapid sound of the piano was like lightning flashing through the dark night. The whole world disappeared, and only the notes of the guqin floated through his ears. Slowly,
It ripples out like water waves and floats into the night sky...
But if you listen carefully, the tune reveals a variety of emotions such as iron-clad tenderness, free and easy leisure, looking in all directions, manipulating, killing and cruelty, helplessness and bitterness, which make people involuntarily draw a wave in their minds.
The majestic grassy rivers and lakes scene makes it seem like you are in the rivers and lakes at this time, walking with a sword, drinking wine and singing songs...
After a while, the tune turned soft, as if the performer was tired of the disputes in the rivers and lakes, and wanted to retreat to the mountains and forests. For a while, it was like a bright spring, with flowers smiling, and the breeze blowing willows; it was also like osmanthus flowing on the tiles, drinking wine under the moon, singing softly, which made people feel more...
There is all kinds of tenderness, all kinds of melodiousness in the sound of the piano, and it has a profound meaning!
It is a kind of proof of going through many disasters, and it is also a relief after the prosperity has faded and the vicissitudes of life have passed.
The sound of the piano continues...
At this moment, Li Mengyao's heart was like a storm crashing on the shore, stirring up thousands of feet of waves! All the ups and downs in her past life were now replaced by an exciting note. Her mind was condensed and her mood was sublimated. At this point, her heart
There is determination deep down!
Xiaobai seemed to understand. He lay quietly on the sofa and listened with his eyes slightly squinted.
Finally, when Xia Haoran plucked the last string, a passionate sound penetrated the night sky, and the song ended. Then he pressed his finger down, and the sound of the piano disappeared, as if it had never happened, and everything was silent!
Li Mengyao and Xiaobai were still immersed in the artistic conception of the sound of the piano.
Five minutes later, Li Mengyao woke up, excitedly threw herself into Xia Haoran's arms, and said: "Hao, you play this song "The Swordsman" so well, you must teach me."
Xia Haoran nodded gently. He saw the subtle changes that had just happened to Li Mengyao one by one. It seemed that everything was expected.
A new week has begun.
After breakfast, Xia Haoran and Li Mengyao drove to school.
Xiaobai, on the other hand, stayed at home obediently, euphemistically calling it: "Keeping the Home."
However, the little guy has become more and more fond of watching TV recently, and it is also the favorite cartoon among children. I don’t know if the little guy can really understand it, but looking at the way it looks attentive, Xia Haoran also
Be happy with how it goes.
The philosophy department where Xia Haoran is located is somewhat different from other departments. There are fewer courses, and most of the time is left to students to study by themselves. However, it is this kind of open teaching that Xia Haoran likes deeply. Since the beginning of the semester, he has
He has almost finished his homework for this semester. From now on, he will have a lot of time to spend on learning something he likes.
After sitting in the classroom for a while, Xia Haoran walked out of the classroom and prepared to go to the reading room of the library to read.
The campus of Huaxia University is large enough and the environment is beautiful.
Xia Haoran left the courtyard of the Philosophy Department and walked along a tree-lined avenue alone along the lakeside, enjoying the warmth of the late autumn sun. He liked this feeling very much.
Bathed in the morning breeze, Xia Haoran's deep eyes scanned the surroundings wantonly. However, when his gaze swept across an ancient ginkgo tree in the center of an ancient forest, his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.
It is late autumn now, and the old camphor trees, ginkgo trees, poplar trees, etc. are crisscrossed in the ancient wood forest, which is full of autumn. The air here is fresh and the environment is beautiful, so this ancient wood forest has always been used for morning exercises and morning reading on campus.
A great place.
What made Xia Haoran's gaze stop was an ancient ginkgo tree in the middle of the ancient forest. This ginkgo tree was hundreds of years old, with lush branches and leaves, and its exposed roots were as thick as several people surrounding them.
At this time, under the ancient ginkgo tree, there was an old man standing with his legs shoulder-width apart, his knees slightly bent, and his arms hanging naturally, standing under the ancient ginkgo tree, calling slowly to the thick trunk.
Breathe in and out.
The old man is of medium build, with a thin face and a small white beard on his chin. He is dressed in a coarse shirt and cloth shoes. From a distance, he looks like a fairy.
Xia Haoran stretched out his consciousness and glanced back and forth between the ancient ginkgo tree and the old man, and finally landed on the old man, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Ancient warrior!
Although he was far away, Xia Haoran could still clearly feel the fluctuations of the spiritual energy around him. Moreover, the old man's inner martial arts had been practiced to a certain level. According to the cultivation system, he was probably close to breaking through the fourth level of Qi training.
level, reaching the level of the fifth level of Qi training; according to ancient martial arts, this is a real peak cultivation level in the early stage of Xuan level.
"Not bad!" Xia Haoran nodded secretly.
You must know that the difference between the late Huang level and the early Xuan level seems to be only one step, but for cultivators, it is a big or small threshold. Some people face this hurdle and cross it in one step, but some people may eventually cross it.
All my life, I have been hovering in front of this threshold.
A person who can cultivate the ancient martial arts to this level is actually very powerful. You must know that the old man from the Nangong family has just broken through to the heaven level. That is the ancient martial arts family that has been passed down for thousands of years.
and abundant financial resources are beyond the reach of such a small "casual cultivator".
"It's a pity... This old man is old and cannot practice the Dharma. Otherwise, he might not be able to touch the threshold of cultivation." Xia Haoran couldn't help but shook his head, withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the library.
go.
Hua Xia University is worthy of being an institution of higher learning across the country. Its library has the largest collection of books in various categories and the largest number in the industry! Here, Xia Haoran is like a baby waiting to be fed, constantly absorbing nutrients that are useful to him.
Life is like running water.
For Xia Haoran, college life is just a diploma. He does not expect to learn much in school or find a suitable job in the future. He spends most of his time in the library.
Of course, every time he passed by the ancient forest, Xia Haoran's eyes would stay on the old man for a few seconds.
In the past few days, Xia Haoran has been thinking that Li Mengyao's cultivation speed is too fast. If he hadn't consciously restricted her cultivation and kept it up, she might be able to surpass her current strength soon.
Stronger than yourself, right?
At the same time, a question that made him speechless but had to consider emerged in his mind.
Training resources!
Originally, Xia Haoran's cultivation resources were all obtained by him with great difficulty. Now that he has not only Mengyao but also several elders and relatives around him, the amount of cultivation resources required is an astonishing amount.
For a cultivator who has reached the late stage of Jindan, worldly money is of no importance at all. But the problem is that he needs cultivation resources! In a society governed by law, it is impossible to accumulate resources by stealing or robbing.
Therefore, if you want to live in this society, you must follow the rules of this society, trade and search through legitimate channels.