Cui Yan knew that she was a rotten wood, but what she didn't expect was that such a simple fingering and such an easy tone would have to be played hundreds of times before she could barely have a look.

She remembers that it took less than a year for her to complete her studies in surgery, and she never forgot the properties and characteristics of medicinal materials. When it came time to play the piano, my brain suddenly became bad, I couldn't even remember simple tunes, and even my hands became clumsy.

Is it really the answer to the saying that when God is fair, when he opens a window for you, he will close a door for you?

If there is one takeaway from these two hours, it is that, at least, the playing posture looks decent.

"Again."

From beginning to end, Xiao Yu's tone and posture can be regarded as gentle. However, in these gentle words, there is a bit of strength that cannot be refused.

It's been played again.

"Again."

After doing it all over again more than a dozen times, Cui Yan finally couldn't help but strike, "Don't play, don't play, don't play!" ”

"But your hands hurt?" Xiao Yu asked softly.

Cui Yan nodded.

This piano playing, although it is not physical work, is it tiring, right? After playing for so long, my hand hurting to press the strings, my hands are sore when I pluck the strings, and I feel uncomfortable all over my body.

Xiao Yu pursed her lips, didn't speak, grabbed Cui Yan's two hands directly, kneaded them lightly or heavily, with a little internal force, and pressed them on her hands with a slight pain. Cui Yan was in pain, and hurriedly withdrew her hand, who knows, that big palm that was obviously not deliberately grasped but just kneaded and massaged, but he couldn't break free for half a point.

"Don't move."

Xiao Yu frowned, and the hand that pressed the acupuncture points was a little stronger, and Cui Yan grinned in pain. However, he did not struggle again.

"Next time, it's not that simple." If you dare to hide again, it will not be such a punishment.

"Your Majesty, at what age did you start learning the piano, and how long did you learn?"

Cui Yan estimated in her heart that with her qualifications, how long would it take to reach a height like Xiao Yu.

"I started learning the piano when I was six years old, and I don't remember how long I learned."

He didn't have a childhood, and from the beginning of his sensibility, he had to learn to read words and emotions to please his father and mother. He started school earlier than the average child, and his academic curriculum was more and heavier than the average child.

It can be said that in addition to the power and the way of the king, he has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although he is not as good as a famous artist, at least he is proficient and good at it.

"Your Majesty, what do I have to learn?" Cui Yan raised her eyes and asked cautiously.

You have to set a deadline for graduation.

I have to say that the effect of Xiao Yu's compression is really good, except for a little pain at the beginning, the pain has passed now, and only comfort remains.

Xiao Yu's brows sank even more.

In my mind, such a picture appeared suddenly-

In the small town of Jiangnan, the smoke and rain are cloudy, and the woman in red and black hair sits between the plum lins, brushing her hands on the long piano. He is either Xiao and Zhi, or he is a celestial son, but he is a fairy and a beautiful person, and he envies others.

Well, that's not bad either.

"Until I'm satisfied."

“……”

You are satisfied, how can you be satisfied, you can't make me a big piano saint!

"Your Majesty, Yan'er's qualifications are dull, I'm afraid ......" In this life, I will not be able to reach the height required by your old man.

"I don't dislike you."

He has a lifetime.

“……”

You don't dislike me, but I dislike myself!