Chapter 112: Change of Mood

Yu Ling, who also wanted to drink tea: "...... Yes,"

Listening to the piano and drinking tea is grandpa's hobby all along, so the piano has been kept in the tea room, and Yu Ling can hug it after two steps: "What tune does grandpa want to hear?" ”

When the old ancestor heard her words, he opened his eyes that had just closed and were ready to listen: "How many times have you said it, you can talk about whatever you want in the future, don't ask people what tunes they want to hear, I can't do this person!" ”

It's not an orphan girl who sells art in a teahouse, and she still wants to 'listen to some tunes', which doesn't sound serious.

I didn't have a chance to watch TV, and I didn't experience Yu Ling of that era: ......

"Just your best Guanglingsan." Seeing her like this, the old ancestor sighed and ordered a tune.

Evil! obviously has a seductive face, but it doesn't go through the world...... Ay! I was sorry for him.

Yu Ling was used to her grandfather sighing at her from time to time, and she couldn't ask anything anyway, so she just smiled and began to pluck the strings, and a song that has been handed down to this day Guanglingsan slowly floated in the tomb with her plain hands.

"Xiaoling's piano skills have improved again...... Uncle Shan, who was not far from the ancient tomb, listened to the faint sound of the piano, closed his eyes and admired it for a while, and then opened his eyes: "It's just that there are more indescribable emotions in the sound of the piano this time, as if she ...... Experienced the same as anything. ”

Sister Li, who has experienced the four old eras, really doesn't know anything about these, even if she hasn't stopped training in the six arts of the gentleman since Yu Ling came over, she doesn't care about it either: "Xiaoling is sixteen years old, what's wrong with the girl's family?" ”

Uncle Shan: ......

Although Yu Ling's usual emotions are well hidden, as soon as she plays the piano, all the things she tries to hide are written in the sound of the piano, one of the most famous songs in the world of Chinese music, known as the most beautiful and calm death in history, Ji Kang's sound before his execution made her feel murderous.

The old ancestor listened to it with a frown, and after the song was over, he looked at the anxious girl, his mouth moved, and finally he didn't say the words of inquiry: "...... Yes, the feelings are well rendered. ”

It's good that a piece of music is not copied in the original flavor, if everyone in the world plays the same tune, what is the meaning? Therefore, it is necessary to appropriately add the state of mind when playing yourself, and that kind of music is the best.

Therefore, even if the ancestor was very curious about why the girl who was raised by himself suddenly had such emotions, he also knew that since Xiaoling had been pretending to be nothing, it meant that she didn't want them to know.

Let's talk about it when she's willing to say it! When a girl grows up, she must have her own freedom.

The ancestor thought so.

Thinking about it, when Yu Ling rode to school in the afternoon, the ancestor still asked Sister Li to follow, and before leaving, he didn't forget to tell her to keep a little distance, so as not to be discovered by Xiaoling.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls are the most sensitive, and they have to take good care of them.

Sister Li, who was finally able to go out, would have been able to fly to the sky happily if it weren't for the fact that the ancestor was still in front of her: "I promise to complete the task!" ~”

Uncle Shan looked at her naughty movements with gentle eyes, and then spoke to the old ancestor: "Xiaoli is more jumpy, why don't I go with it, I will try my best not to affect human beings." ”

When the old ancestor saw her appearance, he obviously didn't worry about the task he had assigned, and nodded directly: "Don't affect human beings, especially Xiaoling's classmates." ”