"What instrument do you know? Or what kind of instrument are you going to learn to participate in the competition? ”

Wen Qing asked politely, he had read An Jingyu's file before coming, and thought that she had never learned musical instruments and dances before, and had no foundation, and he didn't know what charm she had to impress Red Lotus, and he even thought that she would be a dark horse to win the Oiran crown.

More than ten days ago, she hit the wall to seek death, and at that time there was only one breath left, everyone thought that she would definitely not survive that night, but I didn't expect that now the spirit of Renlongma is not to say, and she has inexplicably become a big beauty.

"I can only play the flute." Because the flute is easy to learn and cheap, so in her previous life, she taught herself to play the flute, in fact, she can also play the guitar, but I dare not say that the guitar is a Western instrument, and I don't know if it has appeared in this era.

"The first level of the competition is to play and sing, and if you play the flute, you can't sing." In fact, he wanted to say that there was still a month left in the competition, and he had learned a new instrument, and even if he was talented and diligent, he could not compare to his opponent for two or three years.

"I know I don't know anything, I have to start from scratch, but I'm going to work hard and I have to win the championship." She will not be easily defeated, just as the doctor in the previous life concluded that she would not live to be ten years old, and she was not strong enough to live to twenty.

Wen Qing felt that he was under a lot of pressure, and everyone praised him as a musical genius, but only he knew how much time and sweat he spent to become a musical genius when he was only in his early teens.

"I plan to use this trick to win by surprise, they have been learning the guqin and guzheng for so long, and they are singing poetry, I don't want to take this trick." An Jingyu felt that her ability was lower than that of those contestants, so she could only go off the rails.

She chose one of the several ancient songs she knew, "Qin Huai Bayan", which has an opera singing voice and is a little difficult.

She used a few seconds to brew her emotions and sang slowly: "Qin Huai sings all over the place

Eight Yan is known as the autumn color

……”

The singing is melodious, but the breath is a little unstable. Wen Qing thinks that she sings quite well, the song is very novel and has characteristics and feelings, he thinks you can try it.

The two finalized the songs to be used in the competition, then tried to adjust the melody of the song and the instruments to be used, and finally decided to play it on the lute.

An Jingyu is very happy to have such a master as Wenqing, who is modest and peaceful, and will not show the students' faces just because he is a master, and he refuses to show his real skills to teach.

Wen Qing had already adjusted the melody after she sang it three times, and chose the pipa to play it again, which was seven or eight percent similar to the melody of the songs she had heard.

The two talked happily and became more and more tacit.

To practice playing the pipa and practicing songs all day long, An Jingyu gets up at dawn every day to run and exercise, insists on doing fifty push-ups in the morning and evening, who calls the original owner can't do any talent, and her poor physical fitness makes her suffer a lot.

It's only been a few days, not to mention that he has lost a lot of weight, he broke his knee and sprained his ankle while practicing dancing, and now he is swollen like a pig's trotter, Yan Huan is so distressed that he sheds tears, and stews pig's trotters and chicken soup for her to drink every day.

An Jingyu could only stay depressed in the boudoir to rest for a few days, but she was not idle, she practiced the pipa if her hand was not injured, and she practiced singing when her voice was fine, she couldn't be defeated by reality, she wanted to win!

The three days off made her think of ways to make a lot of money, and there was never a shortage of rouge gouache and jewelry design artwork that would only be out of stock.

In her previous life, she could only graduate from junior high school due to heart disease, and she wrote online novels at home, and when she had nothing to do, she would often learn the handmade in online videos, buy a lot of materials to make rouge and hairpins, various jewelry, and she would also knit sweaters, scarves and other clothes, shoes and socks.

If she likes something, she will insist on learning it, and she will never give up easily until she understands it, and she has an almost perverted obsession.

An Jingyu, who is not very good at using a brush, asked Yan Huan to find a few goose feathers to use as a brush, and carefully depicted no less than ten jewelry design drafts on the paper, picking out five that she thought were the best-looking, and after having dinner with Yan Huan early, she deliberately dressed up in disguise.

The two pretended to be very ordinary boys, and when night fell, when everyone in the Red Mansion was busy doing business and picking up customers, they drilled the dog hole and left the Red Mansion smoothly.

"Wow! It feels amazing! Like playing an escape game, An Jingyu finds it very exciting, even if she has to drill a dog hole and make herself a little dirty.

"It's a great feeling of freedom! Even breathing is light and comfortable. ”

Yan Huan helplessly patted the dust on her clothes, he was in a very complicated mood when he left the Red Mansion for the first time, he had thought about escaping from the Red Mansion countless times before, but he had also seen countless times when others escaped and were caught, this time he escaped easily, I really couldn't believe it.

What they didn't know was that they left the Red Mansion with their front feet and were seen by Wen Qing who was passing by, he didn't stop them or call someone to arrest them, he believed that she was just leaving for a moment of playfulness, and she would come back soon, he thought so.

I found the largest time-honored silver building in the capital to take a look, but the clothes were too ordinary and shabby, and I was bombarded by the shopkeeper as a poor person, "Where did the poor ghost dare to enter the rich silver building!" ”

"You're the poor ghost! Your whole family is poor! An Jing scolded when she opened her mouth in such a tone, and immediately pulled the stunned Yan Huan and ran away, so fast that the shopkeeper disappeared without even reacting.

It's just that she wears a cotton dress and doesn't have an expensive ornament on her body, and no matter how ordinary her outfit is, she can't be a poor ghost. In this capital where every inch of land is valuable, a brick can casually hit a nobleman.

It's true that cotton clothes are very ordinary, but you can't think that people are poor just because of ordinary clothes! The emperor also has a private visit to Weifu!

casually pulled a passer-by on the road to ask for directions, and found a second Lily Silver Building that had only been open for three years, Xiao Er didn't see them dressed ordinarily and looked down on them and drove them out, An Jingyu felt that this silver building was good, things were good, and people were good.

"The little second brother is so good, sweet-mouthed and kind-hearted, and the business is really prosperous. I have something to do with your shopkeeper and ask him to come out and talk about a big deal. "It's always the best way to pat on the back, An Jingyu praised the little second brother and scratched his head with a smirk, and was so shy that he hurriedly went to the inner room to call the shopkeeper out.

"It's this little brother looking for Chen, what's the matter?" The shopkeeper Chen, who is in his early forties, looks handsome, and there is a pair of rough myopic glasses on the bridge of his nose, which makes An Jingyu surprised, and she can't help but be a little curious, she knows that glasses have appeared in the Ming Dynasty in China, of course, the production process is not as advanced and perfect as modern times.

"The boy came here today to discuss business with the shopkeeper sincerely, and I hope the shopkeeper will listen carefully to my ......"

An Jingyu, who was dressed as a man, had a dark yellow complexion, covering her original appearance, and her voice was rough, thinking that she really looked like a man, but she didn't know that the shopkeeper Chen, who had read countless people, could see through it at a glance, because there was no thin man in the world with a turbulent chest.