"Flying Sky" Lin Qingquan is naturally able to play, and she teaches her personally, how can she not play? It's just that this "Flying Sky" is a piano song composed by Yang Hui and Wu Qing, even if it is in the fairy world, few people know how to play this song, and it is not normal for her to play it if she comes up from the lower realm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Niangniang, the slave has never heard of "Flying Sky"." Lin Qingquan explained.

Yin Dong'er also remembered this at this time, her expression was a little depressed, as if she had thought of something annoying, and said lazily: "You can play some tunes casually." ”

Lin Qingquan had to pick some lingering and beautiful piano music to play, and when he played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", Yin Dong'er's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Benjun has learned this song." ”

Lin Qingquan frowned slightly, this phoenix is not so easy to learn, Yin Dong'er has no foundation at all, it is even more difficult to play this song well, and she doesn't have the patience to teach this candle dragon.

But it can't be taught, now this Yin Dong'er is the time when her interest is the strongest, if she refuses, she is afraid that she will immediately anger Yin Dong'er, I just hope that this woman is not a person who can endure her temperament, and she can retreat from the difficulties.

Lin Qingquan demonstrated some basic fingering for Yin Dong'er, and then played the song to her over and over again, so that her hands were sore, but this Yin Dong'er was a mallet, and after studying for a day, it was like playing cotton.

"I'm so angry, why is this so hard to learn? Is it that you have not taught Benjun sincerely? Yin Dong'er's face was gloomy, and he looked at Lin Qingquan fiercely.

Lin Qingquan secretly scolded his mother in his heart, he was as stupid as a pig, and he actually blamed her for not teaching well!

"Niangniang is angry, in fact, Niangniang has already played very well, after all, it is only the first day, Niangniang can play this level is already extremely powerful, when the slave maid first learned the piano, but after practicing for a month, Niangniang's current level!" Lin Qingquan laughed and patted her ass, so disgusted that she had goosebumps.

Yin Dong'er was really happy: "Ben Jun just said, what's so difficult about a broken piano?" It's like it's a lot of great.,Benjun either don't learn.,It's definitely not bad to learn.,Okay.,That's it for today.,Tomorrow you come and teach Benjun to play the piano! ”

"Yes, sis!" Lin Qingquan let out a long breath.

In the next few days, Lin Qingquan went to teach Yin Dong'er to play the piano every day, but this Yin Dong'er was really stupid as a pig, or she didn't have the talent to play the piano at all.

No, she has to think of a way, she overestimated this Yin Dong'er's IQ at the beginning, saying that it took a month to learn to play cotton, and if this Yin Dong'er was still playing cotton a month later, she would definitely turn around and punish her.

In the past few days, she has also gained a certain understanding of Yin Dong'er, beautiful, cautious, jealous, ruthless, a little clever but a big thing and a little little smart, a man's favorite little three type, very suitable for her current position.

Therefore, Lin Qingquan is quite suspicious of Yang Hui's defeat, it is obvious that Yang Hui is a deep-thinking queen mother, and Yin Dong'er is a beautiful and domineering Hua Concubine Niangniang, who wins and who loses?

Obviously, Yang Hui's silence is very suspicious, and Yin Dong'er's superiority is also very suspicious, Lin Qingquan always feels that there seems to be an invisible hand secretly promoting the development of these things, including the injury of the love of the concubine, the suppression of the Zhu clan and the Feng clan, the distortion of the nether realm, and so on.

Lin Qingquan felt as if she had fallen into a deep pool, from the moment she got the blood dome, she had been pulled into this quagmire by love, falling deeper and deeper, no one could pull her, she could only climb out little by little by herself, otherwise she would only fall to the bottom of the pool, and she would never be able to turn over.

The most important thing at the moment is to divert Yin Dong'er's obsession with playing the piano, otherwise she will have to die in this quagmire before she can crawl out.

Seeing Yin Dong'er's depressed expression, Lin Qingquan's heart moved, and he thought of a solution, and immediately suggested: "Niangniang, the slave maid has an idea that I don't know if to talk about it?" ”

This is also a kind of art of speaking, generally if someone asks this, the person being asked will definitely be interested, and naturally want to listen to what should be said when it is not appropriate to say, so when someone wants to say something but is afraid of being rejected, this question will definitely not be rejected.

Yin Dong'er raised her eyebrows and said, "Say it." ”

Lin Qingquan said: "A small matter like playing the piano has its own pianist to do, and the status of the mother is respected, how can you use to learn such miscellaneous things?" I didn't have to lower the identity of the mother. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yin Dong'er's expression became obviously happy, and she looked at Lin Qingquan with interest and motioned for her to continue.

Lin Qingquan knew that there was a door when he saw her like this, and then flickered at the moment: "The slave maid has an idea, the mother's voice is very tactful to listen, the mother can sing this phoenix, and then the slave and the maid will play the piano and music in the back. ”

Yin Dong'er was really interested when she heard it, and asked Lin Qingquan to sing the song of the phoenix and listen to it, Lin Qingquan cleared his throat and sang: "The phoenix and the phoenix return to their hometown, travel all over the world to seek their phoenix, there are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines, why is it handed over to the mandarin duck." ”

Halfway through the singing, Yin Dong'er couldn't help but follow along, to say that Lin Qingquan was not completely sycophant just now, Yin Dong'er's voice is really good, and her singing talent is much stronger than playing the piano, she can sing it completely after listening to Lin Qingquan sing it three times, and she sings very beautifully, much better than Lin Qingquan's original song.

"Niangniang, this is the real Xianle, and we mortals can't catch up with the blue bird."

Lin Qingquan became more and more handy when he patted his fart, coaxing Yin Dong'er to smile, and looking at Lin Qingquan was more pleasing to the eye.

"You're good, stay by Benjun's side and wait in the future!"

Lin Qingquan's heart froze, damn, the sycophant was overdone, she didn't want to wait for this candle dragon, as the saying goes, a companion is like a tiger, not to mention a beautiful snake with uncertain weather, and she doesn't even know how she died.

"It is the honor of the slave to be able to wait by the side of the mother, but the slave and the maid have an ugly face, I am afraid that it will disturb the leisure of the emperor and the mother, and I dare not want to stay by the mother's side, the slave and the maid only need to look up to the mother from afar, as long as the mother is in need, the slave and the maid will be with the legend."

Lin Qingquan's love words were touching and sincere, and even she herself could hear it, her eyes were moist, her heart was sour, and she was so moved.

Yin Dong'er was naturally very moved, how many years had she not seen such a loyal maid as Lin Qingquan?

Although he was really happy in his heart, what Lin Qingquan said also made some sense, the emperor was the most ugly, even if the flower was missing a petal, he would be angry for a long time, if he saw an ugly girl like Lin Qingquan, it would not be good to be angry.

"Okay, this gentleman knows your loyalty, listen to the snow, and pass on the will of this monarch, Lin Qingquan is the Fuqin fairy of the North Palace, and he is only responsible for stroking the qin for Benjun."

(To be continued.) )