Drama is Shang Xiu'er's addiction in her bones, and the more she learns, the more she wants to know what she can sing now. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, Xiao Liuye did not arrange for her to learn to sing, not only did he not arrange it, but he also ordered her not to sing. In addition to learning the rhythm of music every day according to Master Gu's teaching, she has not sung a complete section for two years.

When I was still in early spring, I sang half a sentence and caused trouble in the back house, and I was severely reprimanded by Xiao Liuye afterwards.

Shang Xiu'er didn't even know if she would be able to sing anymore.

She stood in front of Xiao Liuye, today Xiao Liuye just talked about "The Pipa Story", and brought out last year's "The Story of the West Chamber", there are all kinds of things, and the similarities and differences were compared for about an hour and a half before it ended.

Xiao Liuye waved his hand without raising his head as usual, signaling that Shang Xiu'er could go back, but Shang Xiu'er hesitated again and again, but finally plucked up the courage and said, "Xiao Liuye, when will you teach me to sing?" ”

The weather has already turned cold, Xiao Liuye is wearing a soap-colored thin cotton robe, with faint flowing cloud patterns on the ancient satin, the neckline and cuffs are decorated with fine fox hair, and the jade pendant of Huanglongyu hangs under the brocade belt, which looks more and more extravagant. He was looking at Shang Xiu'er's red plum chilling diagram last year and the draft of the chilling diagram that was sketched today, although it was not yet a day, but Shang Xiu'er already had the appearance of plum branches in his heart, and he didn't need to draw according to the real thing, and the pen was more casual than last year, with less ingenuity, at least it had been approved by Master Xiaoyue, so he was sent here to Xiao Liuye.

Xiao Liuye looked at it critically for a while, without raising his head, and said, "Haven't you been teaching you?" ”

"You're teaching me." Shang Xiu'er was a little anxious, forcibly suppressed her voice, bowed her head and said: "Hanging your voice, practicing martial arts, calligraphy, painting, guqin music, but everything you asked me to learn, I learned everything, and the drama you said really opened my eyes, as if I was reborn." But you won't let me sing...... If this continues, what's the use of my good learning? If you don't sing or act, isn't this just on paper? ”

"On paper?" Xiao Liuye raised his head and asked unhurriedly.

Shang Xiu'er bit her lip and said, "Sixth Master Xiao, I, I'm really afraid that I will forget all about the southern dialect." ”

Xiao Liuye laughed out loud instead of "haha".

Shang Xiu'er's eyes were red anxiously, what she said was not an exaggeration at all, because no matter who taught what or what drama she said, it was never limited to the southern dialect, and Xiao Liuye was even more so, as long as he wanted to talk about it, even if it was a small rural drama that Shang Xiu'er didn't know, he would take it out and explain it in detail.

But Shang Xiu'er is really a Nanhua Lingren, for such a long time, the impression of Nanhua has been washed away by the things she has learned, and it is getting weaker and weaker.

She was uneasy in her eyes.

Xiao Liuye finally stopped laughing and looked at Shang Xiu'er with a pair of dark eyes.

Shang Xiu'er was scared again when he looked at her like this, but the words had already been spoken, and she couldn't take it back, she always wanted to ask for an understanding, so she also raised her head and straightened her back to look at Xiao Liuye.

Xiao Liuye didn't look angry, but his eyes were too deep, so he couldn't see what his mood was at this time.

Just when Shang Xiu'er felt that she couldn't stand it, she heard Xiao Liuye say solemnly: "I know everything you said." You go back first, tomorrow's schoolwork will be temporarily suspended, and you will wait for me to pass it on to you. ”

Shang Xiu'er lay in bed at night, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

During the day, Xiao Liuye's expression was solemn and solemn, as if she had finally decided on something-she wouldn't be mistaken.

What could it be? Her heart warmed up, this has never been before, even on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve before, her classes have not stopped, and she will actually suspend classes tomorrow...... In some anticipation and some worry, she fell asleep in a daze, and in a daze, she heard the voices of Master Gu and Qingyu outside, as if she was saying something, she was excited and sat up.

It was still dark outside the window, as if it was not yet dawn, but Shang Xiu'er couldn't sleep, went down to the ground, and felt that the room was a little cold, so she put on her outer robe, pulled her shoes and walked to the table, touching her usual teapot, which had been changed to warm water, which was just right.

Shang Xiu'er poured a glass of water, moisturized her lips first, took a sip and swallowed slowly, cleared her throat and shouted, "Qinghuan? ”

Qinghuan hurriedly came in, her face was a little red, and said: "Miss Shang, you still need to wait for breakfast, it's not good today, I, I'm late for bed......" Qingyu, who came in after her, said while making the bed: "The girl didn't go out to see, the sky is full of dark clouds, black and oppressive, I'm afraid it will rain heavily today." ”

Shang Xiu'er said, "It's okay to be late", and went out of the house, greeted by a cool breeze, which made her sneeze a few times, and just wrapped her robe tighter, Master Gu came from the small kitchen along the corridor, saw Shang Xiu'er, put down the tea cup in his hand, and reproached: "Why do you come out with so little wear!" What can I do if I catch a cold? Then he shouted into the house: "Qingyu Qinghuan, why don't you wait for the girl to dress?" ”

Shang Xiu'er obediently retracted into the room, and said with a smile: "Master Gu, don't talk about them, I usually do this." ”

"Isn't it cold today?" Master Gu turned around and took the teacup, and then instructed Qinghuan to stare at the food on the stove, and asked Qingyu to turn out slightly thicker clothes, but he was busy.

After breakfast, Shang Xiu'er quietly sipped the throat-nourishing medicinal tea that she was accustomed to drinking every day, and the sudden free time made her feel very uncomfortable.

In the past two years, Shang Xiu'er has generally made it a little clear, Mo Forgetful, where Xiao Liuye is located, and Yingyuan, where she is located, are not "outer houses", they can be regarded as a place between inside and outside. Some of the slightly important things in the inner house, or things related to oneself, are mostly managed by rosin - this is really a last resort, because Guanyin Lady is unwilling to take care of things.

Ponytails are not common on weekdays, it seems that Xiao Liuye often sends him to run outside, and there is a drumstick that used to be served closely, but now it has been replaced by Sheng'er.

Scattered and scattered, there are not many people serving in the garden, but vaguely, Shang Xiu'er also knows that Xiao Liuye also has a large number of people in the outer house, but she has never seen it.

Rosin Xiang followed a girl, respectfully handed the cloak in her hand to Master Gu, and said, "The autumn and winter clothes have been made a while ago, and they haven't had time to be sent out yet." Because it was cold early this year, Xiao Liuye said this morning that he would send Miss Shang's cloak over first and wear it when he went out to avoid catching a cold. ”