Mo Zheng blinked her eyes, she was able to open them, she breathed a big sigh of relief, whew, she finally shed tears and washed the sand out, her eyes hurt so much that she had just grinded.

Of course, Mo Zheng is not surnamed Mo, and the meaning of this name is the homonym "Mo Zheng", which means that if you don't own it, don't fight for it, and in the end, the organ will be empty. Another meaning is that she knows that she is a guzheng illusion, and the name of the previous life has the word "Mo", which is also to commemorate, and she also wants to find the one he forgot in her previous life through this word.

Mo Zheng fell asleep, woke up, the sky was bright, her quilt had already kicked to the clouds, lying on her stomach, her right hand behind her back, like holding a whip in class, ready to "snap" the palm of the hand to show punishment, but never really force, instrument players, hands are their hearts, hands are their lives, rather than life, not heart, but also to keep the hand.

She pressed her left hand against the bed, as if grasping something. Her black satin-like thick, osmanthus scented hair hung down to the sides, revealing a fair neck dripping with a little sweat of dense beads.

She was wearing a full-breasted nightdress, snow-white, dotted with a little osmanthus petals, the skirt was just up to the calf, revealing a slender and beautiful ankle, and a pair of jade feet, her toes were in the shape of steps, the soles of her feet were facing up, she moved slightly, her mouth muttered, she turned over to the window, and the general body of the whole person hung out of the window.

She lay on her back, revealing a face with red marks, her eyes were not open, her red cherry lips pursed, she rolled into the bed, her jade feet hooked, and the ice silk with the sky blue dark white embroidery pattern was hooked up, kicked and kicked a few times, only covered her stomach, half opened her small mouth, yawned beautifully, opened her beautiful eyes, and then slowly sat up, touched the sweat on her neck, raised her arms, and a layer of goosebumps floated on them.

Mo Zheng took a warm bath, but she didn't know why, every time she bathed, she had a very strange feeling, as if the bath bucket was not a bath bucket, but a sudden storm and strong wind, setting off huge waves in the sea, and the warm water was not lukewarm, but the tumbling sea, and the hideous giant beast was licking its teeth with its cold tongue.

This happened many times, and each time it made her feel like a fish stranded on the verge of death.

In the last life, how did she die and why did she die?

Sometimes, she thinks about this issue seriously, and she is also trying to remember, and later, she slowly realizes that it is a good thing to forget some things.

Otherwise, why do mortals look forward to the next life, but forget the love and hatred in this life?

Forget it, let's start over.

Mo Zheng wrapped a soft and absorbent bath towel around him, and tiptoed to find a turquoise cross-collared skirt on the top of the wardrobe.

After some meticulous grooming, she looked at the beauty in the mirror, and was very satisfied with revealing two shallow and charming little pear vortexes.

"How long are you going to struggle?"

Qingzhu outside the bedroom was already impatient, the woman was really troublesome, getting up, combing her hair, putting on makeup, like a sedan chair.

Isn't it just for the students, it takes so long to prepare, look at him, and simply wash his face.

But it's just as handsome and charming.

Indeed, Qingzhu's handsome face can charm the hearts of countless little girls, but the name of the grass has a master.

"Alright!" Mo Zheng shouted, and then opened the door, "Look at your impatient stinky virtue!"

Qingzhu sneered: "I think I'm very virtuous." ”

Mo Zheng was slightly stunned.

She seems to have heard this somewhere.

"Stinky beauty!" Mo Zheng pouted and spouted. But I have to admit that the green bamboo grows really well, and I see that people and gods are angry.

The handsome man and the beautiful woman are a match made in heaven in the eyes of others.

They walked side by side, talking together, the green bamboo was like a lonely walking bamboo, and the Mo Zheng was like a guzheng that was playing a tune all the time. They are always like this, moving and still.

Mo Zheng is too able to say, the south and the north, the heaven and the earth, can talk eloquently, Qingzhu only "um" and "oh" or "ah" agreed. It wasn't until he arrived at the Xianyin Qin Pavilion that Mo Zheng quieted down. The little guy who stood at the door and waited for them to open the door, and when they entered, the two doors were left open, and the sunlight shone on the ground, and the fine dust could be seen.

Mo Zheng touched the piano stand, pinched the floating ash on his fingers, and asked the students who stood up to say hello: "I said that the piano hall must be kept clean and free of dust, but you all touch the table and look at your hands." Well, is it dirty? In such a scene, in such a situation, how can you create a clean and beautiful song? Last night it was the water that was in charge of cleaning, stand up!"

She swept it, oh, they were all standing, and she heard someone snickering, slightly embarrassed, and said angrily, "What are you laughing at? Sit down!"

The students sat down together.

Mo Zheng said angrily: "I asked the person in charge of cleaning to sit down, who let you all sit down! I'm angry, you want to be angry with me, so you can practice with my guzheng!"

The students said in unison, full of anger: "Don't dare! We don't dare to play the teacher!"

Mo Zheng glanced at Qingzhu who was sitting quietly on the side sadly, Qingzhu was distracted, and he didn't look at her at all.

Mo Zheng was speechless and choked.

"You ancestors who give me a headache, I'll assume that you forgot to clean for practice, alas! ”

She moved quickly, and soon the piano room was spotless.

She shook the droplets of water on her fingertips, and said seriously: "Today, I still want you to independently create a piece suitable for your instrument to play, some of you are musical instrument illusion, which requires you to listen to your inner voice while creating, some are not, but you also have to listen to your inner voice, only one voice is the most real." Okay, I'm not going to bother you here. I'll go out first, and I'll be back in an hour or two, be careful! Don't talk about anything that has nothing to do with music until I come back, and go home at noon to talk about something. ”

Qingzhu saw Mo Zheng walking out, also stood up, and said solemnly: "Listen to Teacher Mo Zheng." With a short sentence, he walked out.

The two of them walked along the corridor, and Mo Zheng said, "It's been a night, and you haven't thought it through?"

"What do you think?"

"Ah Yan and Qianzhu'er's business. ”

"I disagree. ”

"Just because of seniority?"

"That's not enough?"

Mo Zheng covered his lips and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I have a solution. Well, but, I have to grieve Zhu Qian'er. I want him to recognize me as a grandmother. ”

"Huh?"

"Then, you are his titular grandfather, so he is the same generation as Ah Yan. ”

"You can't figure it out!"

"Why, isn't this appropriate? I think it's good, unless Qianzhu'er doesn't agree. ”

Qingzhu snorted and said, "If he agrees, I will let you eat bamboo." ”

"That's what you said, it's a word. Then I'll bet with you too, if he doesn't agree, I'll ...... I'll cook for you. ”

Thinking of the taste of Mo Zheng's cooking, Ah Zhu's face was almost green, and Shi Mo Yu looked at him and laughed.

At this time, a man in a navy blue long coat walked out between the piano sounds, he held a jade flute in one hand, and nodded to Mo Zheng, who was immediately serious: "Teacher Mo Zheng, I have something to say to you." He said and glanced at Qingzhu, who was solemn, and Mo Zheng said, "It's okay, just say something." ”

Ah Yun hesitated, and Qingzhu walked away silently.

Ah Yun then said, "I'm ready to leave here." ”

"Why?"

"Something happened in my house, and yesterday, my sister went missing. I searched all night and found it, but when my sister woke up, she didn't know us, and this morning she packed her baggage and said that she was going out to wander, but she couldn't stop it. ”

"Well, let's go find it. ”

"I'm just afraid, it's easy to find her person, but it's hard to find her heart! So, Teacher Mo Zheng, I want to ask you to help regain her heart. ”

"Her heart?"

"Yes, her heart. At this time, it's a long story, it's not something that can be explained in a few words, in short, it's a bitter and unusual story, and my sister forgot about her family because of this story. ”

Mo Zheng half understood, half confused.

"There's no problem on my side, but I'll have to discuss it with the owner. ”

Ah Yun frowned: "Yes, but there can't be a fourth person who knows." ”

"Okay, if you don't want to, I respect you. ”

*

Mo Zheng decided to settle the matter between Ah Yan and Qianzhu'er before leaving, so she went home at night and didn't eat, just waiting for Qianzhu'er in the hall.

After a while, Qianzhu'er came, and Mo Zheng asked him to sit down.

"That, Qianzhu'er, do you have anyone you like?"

Qian Zhu'er rolled her eyes: "No." ”

Mo Zheng looked shocked.

Could it be that she and Qingzhu are wrong?

"That, Qianzhu'er, don't you be shy, it's normal to like someone, I also have someone I like, it's okay, just say it." ”

"Not really. Qianzhu'er shook her head and smiled, feeling bitter in her heart.

It's normal to like someone, but it's not normal for him to like someone, he can't say.

"I'm hungry, Sister Mo Zheng, let's go eat. ”

Mo Zheng said: "Since you don't have it, forget it, you remember, I asked you, and you regret it in the future, don't come to me." ”

Qianzhu'er thought to herself, if she said this, she would really regret it.

After that hug last night, he avoided Ah Yan all day today, Ah Yan came to eat now, only to see Qian Zhu'er hanging his head, pounding the potato pieces in the bowl with chopsticks, mashed into mashed potatoes, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Qian Zhu'er didn't dare to look up, and only used her spare eyes to look at the blue figure of Ayan Lake.

Ah Yan frowned and stared at him tightly.

Qingzhu coughed seriously, Qianzhu'er was startled, and quickly looked up, and saw A Yan's resentful eyes, he quickly staggered his gaze, holding chopsticks in his hand, and couldn't eat anything.

Mo Zheng smiled: "Eat, you guys." ”

Ah Yan picked up the chopsticks, stood up, and sandwiched half of the fish ball into Qianzhu'er's bowl: "Grandpa Qiantai, eat fish balls." ”

Qianzhu'er said politely, "Thank you." ”

Ah Yan twitched the corner of her mouth.

During the whole process of eating, Qianzhu'er didn't look at Ah Yan squarely, like she didn't know her, like an enemy.

Qingzhu and Mo Zheng occasionally looked at each other, Mo Zheng glanced at him, asking him not to be so cold-faced, Qingzhu went his own way, especially when he looked at Qianzhu'er, it was like a big brother.

*

"Ah Zhu, are you busy?"

"Something?"

"If you're not busy, follow me. ”

Qingzhu thought, he didn't say that he wasn't busy.

"Where?"

Mo Zheng told him about Ayun.

Qingzhu said, "What's the matter with you?"

Mo Zheng choked for a moment, and only said for a long time: "Redeem your sincerity, redeem your true feelings, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter!"

Qingzhu smiled coldly.

"What do you mean? I promised him, what if you don't go with me, and others know that we are a fake couple?"

"Why was it misunderstood?"

"Are you sure to let me go out on an adventure?