"Ah Li is a little girl, the little girl is young, she is not sensible, and I hope that my little friend will bear with her."

After Li Guinian finished speaking, he looked at Yang Jian and smiled slightly.

He looked at the little wolf cub in front of him just now, and he saw a floating gaze in his eyes, and a wave of disgust immediately surged in his heart, but then he thought about it, this child was only eight or nine years old, and what kind of floating thoughts could he have, he must have thought too much about himself.

When I think of this, I am embarrassed.

"Mr. is serious, Yang Jian lost his temper just now, please bear with me."

Yang Jian remembered what he had just done, which was indeed outrageous.

How can I have a reverie about a little girl who is eight or nine years old? This Ah Li is about the same age as herself, no more than two years older than Xu Hezi, and she is so shameless - unexpectedly!

"By the way, Li looks at Xiaoyou's expression, and it seems that he is also a person who understands music?"

Li Guinian felt that he was making too much of a fuss, it is normal for a boy to like a girl, his daughter is so lovely, and it is normal for a disciple to admire, besides, this little doll in front of him, at first glance, has a broad eyebrows, an extraordinary temperament, and between conversations, it shows everyone's demeanor, if you can, it's not impossible.

"Mr. Hui, Yang Jian only knows a little bit about it, and I will have the opportunity to discuss the way of music with Mr. another day."

In this life, I can meet a musician like Li Guinian, if possible, why can't I learn a thing or two from him? This is a fluke and opportunity that can only be achieved by thousands of years of soul wearing!

Of course, it is impossible to miss it in vain.

"Xiaoyou is too modest, if Xiaoyou is interested, the gate of the pear garden will be open for Xiaoyou at any time."

Li Guinian looked at the child in front of him, and liked him a little more in his heart.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

Yang Jian is not a fool either.

"Oh, by the way, I just heard that His Royal Highness and the Prime Minister's son Cheng Xiaoyou are Mr., I don't know if Xiaoyou is Mr. there?"

After Li Guinian was excited, he remembered the initial question just now.

"Mr. Hui, Yang Jian is currently a professor of arithmetic in the Thirteenth Academy, specially designed to teach the way of arithmetic to princes and princesses."

When Yang Jian heard this, he immediately stood up and officially saluted Li Guinian.

"Xiaoyou is the arithmetic professor of the Thirteen School Gardens?"

When Li Guinian heard this, he was also taken aback.

The professors in the Thirteen School Gardens are mostly world-famous Taidou Mingsu, and a little doll in front of him has already become the arithmetic professor of the Thirteen School Gardens?

This kid can't be a fool, right?

Li Guinian was puzzled.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Yang Jianxiao is indeed the arithmetic professor of our Thirteen School Gardens, which this king can testify to."

Li Xiang saw the doubts in Li Guinian's eyes, and immediately testified.

"I really can't see it, Xiaoyou, at such a young age, he has such a creation, he is really a genius."

When Li Guinian heard the circumstantial evidence of the Third Highness, he no longer had any doubts, but the shock in his heart was always there.

"Sir is overrated."

Yang Jian smiled modestly.

While speaking, Ah Li had already prepared a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, walked gracefully to Li Guinian's side, put them away respectfully, and then, with a slight blessing to everyone, then turned around and left.

If it weren't for the experience just now, Yang Jianzheng would have been eager to put his eyes on Ah Li's face, so that he could always look at her delicate and charming face.

"Little friend, wait a minute."

Li Guinian picked up the brush, dipped it in the inkstone pond lightly, and then the pen walked away, frightened, and wrote down the score of the song "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge to Beijing" on the paper in one go.

After writing it, Li Guinian seemed to be still unsatisfied, and signed his name next to it, and the date of payment.

Everything was ready, and he carefully used his mouth to dry the ink, and finally solemnly handed the song to Yang Jian.

"Thank you so much, sir!"

Yang Jian got up again and took it respectfully.

But my heart is already moved!

This is superstar Li Guinian's own handwriting! Compared with the signatures of those flashy meteors in later generations, Li Guinian gave him a music score, and there are also signatures, and what is even more amazing is that Li Guinian's calligraphy is also quite handsome, upright and powerful, and full of style!

If it can be collected and passed on to future generations again, it will also be a priceless treasure!

"Little friend, put it away, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Li Guinian looked at the doll in front of him, and suddenly said something inexplicably.

"That's nature, Mr. Mobao, the world is priceless, Yang Jian must really love Mr. Mobao as much as he really loves his own life!"

Yang Jian didn't comprehend Li Guinian's words too much.

Li Xiang and Zhang Zheng on the side were stunned at the same time after hearing this.

"Xiaoyou is polite, okay everyone, Li has a teaching task later, so I won't accompany you first, you can just get busy in the yard."

After Li Guinian finished speaking, he smiled apologetically at everyone and got up and left.

Of course, Yang Jian, Li Xiang and the others felt that it was not interesting to sit down any longer, Li Guinian was very kind, but they still wanted to leave.

Without the master's pear orchard, it is just an ordinary garden.

Yang Jian and the others got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, little brother."

Just as Yang Jian was about to leave, a delicate figure flashed behind the pear tree.

"You called me?"

Yang Jian blinked her eyes and looked at the beautiful and crisp pear in front of her, her two small dimples were like spring flowers under the pear tree.

"That's right, little brother."

Now that her father is gone, Ah Li is much bolder, but her goose yellow winter clothes set off the whole person more fresh and tender, like a leek in the winter snow.

"Are you looking for me?"

Yang Jian stopped his body and asked, which was about to leave.

"It's okay, I just want to call my brother."

Ah Li looked at Yang Jian, and a slight flush appeared on her little face.

"Well, thank you, A-Li."

Yang Jian looked at Ah Li's pear vortex and smiled lightly, and almost couldn't hold it and wanted to hold her little face and nibble on it.

"Little brother, will you still come to see Ah Li?"

Ah Li's eyes are as black as ink, but they are as bright as the stars in the sky.

"Of course, little brother will, goodbye, Ah Li."

Yang Jian felt that he couldn't look at it anymore, and then he would really do some bad things that only a disciple could do.

"Little brother, goodbye."

Ah Li stood under the pear tree, waving her little hand at Yang Jian, looking reluctant.

"Little sir, Miss Ali has taken a liking to you."

Walking out of the crimson palace wall, Li Xiang smiled softly at Yang Jian.

"Nonsense, we're all kids, okay?"

Yang Jian glared at the mouthy Third Highness.

But,In fact, the bottom of his heart is overjoyed.,Ah Li's eyes have clearly told him.,The little girl has a good impression of him.,Although she doesn't necessarily know that it's love.,But,This represents innocence.。。

To be honest, up to now, Yang Jian's little heart is still pounding.

When I closed my eyes, I saw a goose-yellow cute little figure dangling in front of me.