"Teacher, are you going to see your master this year? Are you going to see your wife soon? How many brothers and sisters do I have? Oh, it's not good to come to the door for the first time, empty-handed?"

Song Ci chattered, and his voice echoed in the empty corridor.

The strange sense of disobedience in He Wanli's heart rose again.

"Who taught you this? How old are you, what do you do with these adults' hearts? ”

Song Ci smiled and said:

"It's not strange to have a lot of people. ”

and the person who stretches out his hand not to hit the smiling face, these are the only two rules of conduct she has now.

Eat people with a short mouth and soft hands, take the initiative to wear a layer of filters, and then look at the mistakes she accidentally exposed, she will be more tolerant.

He Wanli looked at her helplessly, feeling that with such a child like a little adult, it was not so difficult to communicate.

"I am Chinese New Year's Eve nine today, my wife died of illness a few years ago, leaving a son and a daughter, and I am alone with their grandmother in my hometown. ”

Song Ci blinked his eyes and said in a soft voice:

"I'm sorry. ”

He Wanli smiled and took out the key to open his dormitory door.

"You're not wrong. I usually live here, in a single dormitory, and I don't have any snacks and picture books. ”

He put the child on the chair, touched it around, and took out the game of Go:

"Why don't I teach you how to play chess first?"

Song Ci sat down and received the first lesson given by the teacher:

"Please sir. ”

He Wanli always felt a little uncomfortable when he saw her small appearance.

"Who did you learn from each other? Okay, let's talk about it officially. Go originated in our country, and there were several aliases in ancient times, such as games, hand talks, and the like.

This is a chessboard, with nineteen horizontal and vertical lines forming a grid, can you figure out how many intersections there are?"

He Wanli put the chessboard and asked casually.

Song Ci replied without thinking:

“361。 ”

"Huh?" He Wanli, who was placing the chess jar, heard this, looked up at her and smiled. "Your brother told you?"

Song Ci shook his head and answered in detail:

"Nineteen horizontal and vertical lines, nineteen times nineteen to get 361, it's very simple. ”

He Wanli was shocked!29GG

"You're so good at mental arithmetic?"

Song Ci smiled modestly:

"It's okay. ”

He Wanli suddenly became interested in the lessons she was going to learn:

"You've learned all those homework so well?"

Song Ci thought about it and shook his head honestly:

"Although the teacher didn't go into details, I knew that I was still far from learning, and I didn't even have a little bit of skin.

For example, the teacher wanted to teach me how to play the piano, but my paws were too small to compete, so I had to teach me to play the bamboo flute first. ”

He Wanli asked puzzledly:

"Aren't you going to be able to pull Jinghu? The day before yesterday, I watched you perform on stage. ”

Song Ci blushed in shame, and waved his hand again and again to clarify:

"That's just a duck on the shelf and a temporary rescue. I just jot down the sheet music and basic fingering, and then I play it randomly.

The teacher didn't teach me the huqin, and the use of bow fingering was far behind, so it took advantage of the fact that the pitch and beat were barely improvised, and I didn't hold everyone back, so I really didn't dare to say that I would. ”

He Wanli looked at her in silence.

Recalling that when I saw her confident and intoxicated posture during the performance, she was really able to bluff people, and she was really just bluffing.

"You're honest. ”

"Students have always been honest. ”

Song Ci modestly laughed again.

Telling a lie, to make up a thousand lies to make up for it, the cost is too high, she chooses to be honest.

In front of the old fox who has become a jing, what's wrong with being an honest person?

She was honest? He Wanli narrowed his eyes and asked unexpectedly:

"Listening to you sing and singing seems to be particularly fascinating, did your teacher teach you unique singing skills?"

Song Ci sighed as if he didn't understand, and replied frankly:

"No, right? You're complimenting me on how well I sing, aren't you?"

Song Ci was happy to puff his face, a little embarrassed.

"My teacher also praised me for my talent, saying that I have a very strong empathy ability, even if I don't have too many singing skills, I can easily integrate the emotions I want to express into my singing voice and be accepted by the audience.

This is very advantageous, and the teacher said that he is a little jealous of my talent.

This is also the reason why he chased after me to apprentice, saying that it was a crime to waste talent. I really couldn't do anything about him, so I had to obey him. ”