Rong Jue nodded lightly, took a sip of tea and put the cup down, he looked at Mu Qingge, and said, "What do you think?"

"What do you think?"

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"Can you change the conditions?" Mu Qingge looked at him with blank eyes, "I don't learn Guzheng, can I learn something else?"

Rong Jue replied: "I won't give you the blood blade, can I give you another big knife?"

"Aofeng!" Mu Qingge gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from between his teeth word by word, and patted the case: "I warn you, you are not allowed to call my little baby Blood Blade in the future, it is called Aofeng!"

Aunt Yidao looked at the two of them, her eyes flashing.

"As long as you have the ability to make it yours, I will respect all your opinions, but it still belongs to me, I can call it whatever I want......"

"Don't say it. Mu Qingge glared at him and interrupted him, "Have I learned to do it well!"

"Okay. ”

"Humph!"

Rong Jue saw her angry appearance, a little crying and laughing, reached out and touched the top of her head, "Be good." ”

"Good fart!" she glared at him with round eyes.

Mu Qingge's words were indecent, but Rong Jue was not annoyed, and turned around and left after touching her head again.

There was already a piano in the hall, Rong Jue left, and Aunt Yidao stared at Mu Qingge tightly for a moment without speaking.

Mu Qingge didn't see her gaze, and sighed as if lying on the table.

For a moment, there was silence in the main hall.

"What are you still doing lying there?" Aunt Yidao pointed to the qin and said, "Sit down in front of the qin." ”

Mu Qingge glanced at the zither and found that there was no stool next to it, she stood up, moved the stool under her buttocks to the side of the zither, and sat down facing Aunt Yidao.

"Do you understand the rules, are you sitting here?"

As soon as she sat down, Aunt Yidao was embarrassed.

Mu Qingge pursed his lips, didn't say anything, moved the stool again and sat down on the other side of the zither.

"Bring me a stool. Aunt Yidao commanded leisurely.

Mu Qingge stood up, moved a stool for Aunt Yidao, and put it on the opposite side of her stool.

Aunt Yidao was addicted to finding fault, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at her coldly: "Did I say I want to sit in this position?"

Mu Qingge lifted the stool and asked coldly, "Dare to ask where Aunt Yidao wants to sit?"

Aunt Yidao's eyes stared at her, and the slender jade pointed to the place where she had just picked up the stool: "Here." ”

Mu Qingge: "You trick me." These three words, she directly used an affirmative tone.

"What's the tone so impulsive?" Aunt Yidao didn't look at the stool in Mu Qing's singer, she bowed slightly, took a stool and sat down, raised her right hand, and flicked her two fingers on the string, "I didn't say I didn't sit in this position, right?"

Mu Qingge pursed her lips and calmly sat down opposite Aunt Yidao.

"It's quite bearable!" Aunt Yidao pursed her lips, paused in the action of stroking the qin, pointed to one part of the qin, and asked, "What is this called?"

Mu Qingge squinted his eyes, "Qin...... Column?"

"Yanzhu!" Aunt Yidao corrected coldly, and then coldly sarcastic: "You don't know how to play the guzheng, don't you even know what the guzheng is composed of?"

Mu Qingge shrugged, "I don't know." "In her previous life, she had only seen the guzheng once, and she had never even touched it, nor had she learned the relevant knowledge of the guzheng, how did she know this?

"You're being honest. Aunt Yidao sarcastically pointed to the various components of the piano with her eyelids, and said: "Panel, string nails, qin feet, back Yue Mountain, strings, front Yue Mountain, string nails, tuning box, qin foot ......"

After that, she asked, "Remember?"

Mu Qingge groaned for a moment and said, "Remember." ”

"Really?" There are many components of the guzheng, and once she said it, few people can remember it, she felt that Mu Qingge just didn't know how to pretend to understand.

Besides, she didn't miss her moaning expression.

She hated people who didn't know how to pretend to understand the most, and said coldly: "Since you remember it, point to these components and tell me." After saying that, she looked at Mu Qingge with a smile in her eyes, waiting to see her embarrassed and ashamed expression because she was exposed that she didn't know how to pretend to understand.

However, she miscalculated.

Mu Qingge's face was calm, leaned over slightly and pointed to the various components of the guzheng and said: "This is the panel, this is the string nail, this is the foot ...... the qin."

She said the name of the guzheng composition that Aunt Yidao had just said word for word, and it was in the order she had said before.

Aunt Yidao squinted her eyes and looked at Mu Qingge again.

Mu Qingge was silent.

Aunt Yidao lowered her head and plucked the strings while asking, "Do you understand the rhythm?"

"I understand a little. ”

"A little understanding is the answer?" Aunt Yidao said: "You answer me, do you understand, or do you not understand?"

"Yes. ”

"Really?" Aunt Yidao curled her lips slightly, raised her eyes to look at her, and gently plucked the strings with both hands skillfully and gracefully, and the pleasant sound of the piano poured out from her fingertips.

After a moment, she paused, her eyes glancing at her, "What sounds did we play, and in what order?"

Is she testing her rhythm or her memory!

Mu Qingge gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes secretly.

No wonder Hua Yiran asked her to take care, where did her aunt come to teach her to practice, she was simply here to find fault!

For the sake of being proud, she held back, and according to what her aunt played, she sang and hummed it in five notes.

After she finished humming, she didn't know if she was wrong or right, Aunt Yidao seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then annoyed: "I didn't ask you to hum!"

Mu Qingge couldn't bear it, "What do you want?!" she asked her what notes she played and what was the order, didn't she just want her to hum what she played in a five-tone way?!

"Answer my aunt's question, I think this way is the easiest and quickest way to answer, I will only do this, if my aunt is not satisfied, please advise!"

Aunt Yidao was plucking the strings with her hands, hooking the corners of her lips and staring at Mu Qingge with a smile: "Princess Jue is so good-tempered, is she angry about such a little thing?"

Mu Qingge sneered: "Which eye of yours saw that I was angry?"

Mu Qingge is choking with Aunt Yidao's mode, I don't know if Aunt Yidao has never been choked or what, the cold light in her eyes flickered.

"Princess Jue, did you teach you to be a little more restrained?"

"I'll give you what I said. ”

Aunt Yidao laughed angrily, "Okay, that's great!"

Mu Qingge looked at her coldly.

Aunt Yidao's personality was extremely strange, Mu Qingge thought she was going to get angry, but Aunt Yidao calmed down and said, "I'll teach you the fingering of the guzheng now, watch it carefully." ”

With that, she plucked the strings with her hands and spoke about the scales.

In Mu Qingge's eyes, you either don't learn one thing, if you decide to learn, you have to concentrate and achieve the best results in the shortest possible time!

Therefore, although Mu Qingge is not interested in Guzheng, he still takes it seriously.

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