When Yushu entered the door, the little yellow door stopped, and automatically stood in line.

The walls of fire in the hall were still burning hot, and the children were sweating and drenched.

I did my best and did my best.

As soon as Yushu sat down on the imperial bed, refreshments were served. Yushu picked up the hot tea and said leisurely: "Play them one by one." ”

Just practicing for one night, she doesn't expect to be proficient and fluent. However, the performance of Little Yellow Gate is indeed unpleasant. Some of them misremember the drum beat, and the more they beat it, the more chaotic it becomes. There are also hands and feet that can't cooperate and fall to the ground. There are even those who temporarily forget their movements and freeze in place. The ugliness was so full that even Oda turned his face and didn't want to look at it more.

Xiao Tian sighed almost inaudibly, looked at Xie Jiulang, who had not spoken for a long time, and saw that he lowered his head from time to time and sipped tea, no matter what the situation was, he always smiled.

Xie Jiulang and Mr. Hua set a one-month deadline, and there is not much time left, but they are still laughing in such a situation?! Oda couldn't help but sweat for him.

Fifty people finally finished playing. Xiao Tian let out a long sigh of relief, rubbed his sour ear drums, and listened to Xie Jiu's comments.

Xiao Huangmen knew that his performance was not good, and he was all wilted, like a frosted eggplant, and he didn't dare to look at Xie Jiu.

Yushu put down the teacup, cleared her throat, and said, "Okay!" Very good! As he spoke, he stood up from the royal bed and stood with his hands in his hands, smiling.

Good?

Oda glanced at Xie Jiulang, who was calm and relaxed, in surprise. He's so angry that he's talking nonsense, right?

The fifty little yellow doors all showed stunned expressions, raised their eyes to look at Xie Jiulang, pricked up their ears, and listened carefully to what he would say next.

Xie Jiulang said with a little helplessness on his lips: "None of them can meet my requirements." ”

The last thing that the palace lacks is slaves and maids, who can serve in front of His Majesty the Emperor, not only have no worries about food and clothing, but may also be able to serve as an internal attendant or even an internal supervisor. The bad ones are assigned to the cold palace, or the master who is not favored, and he has no chance of getting out in his life, so he can only die depressed in the palace. Slaves are not qualified to choose for themselves. The best effort can be made is to honor those superiors who can decide their own fate, so as to earn a chance to escape the predicament.

They came to Luwuyuan, with different goals, most of them wanted to show their faces in front of the eldest prince and win the favor of the eldest prince. There are also those who have taken a fancy to the eldest prince and want to please Xie Jiulang, so they will take this opportunity to tie up with the eldest prince again.

In order to achieve the goal, there are indeed people who use means and play tricks. They all thought that Xie Jiulang didn't know and didn't know. However, Xie Jiulang's words yesterday obviously meant something.

He said that what he wanted was a good character.

He said that you are peers who move forward hand in hand, and you are not allowed to make bad moves or tricks to frame your companions, and he also said that cooperation is not a perfunctory discord between the face and the heart, but a mutual help from the heart.

If you want to meet his requirements, you have to regain those good thoughts that were slowly discarded and forgotten in the corner after entering the palace.

Last night, they were a small team of ten people and got together for a meal. From rusty to familiar, to talking. They push each other, you teach me, I help you, practice drum music, footwork, correct mistakes.

They do what they can, they want to do it well.

However, there was only one night, and no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't meet his requirements.

Huh? A trace of displeasure crossed Xiao Tian's eyes, and he quickly disappeared without a trace, only to be respectful and gentle.

Don't want any of them? All this effort is in vain, playing around?

Make such a big move, the whole palace knows about it. Xie Jiu said lightly, "None of them meet my requirements" and want to pat his ass and leave? Xiao Tian flattened his mouth, what he should have thought of a long time ago was that children were messing around!

Tom –

I don't know who had their back bulge on the ground, lying there alone, but no one wanted to bend down to pick it up.

Its owner doesn't want it anymore.

Seeing this, the smile on Yushu's face suddenly dissipated, and she shouted in a deep voice: "Pick it up!" The voice was not loud, but it was full of energy, which shocked everyone's hearts and minds. Even Xiao Tian's body trembled.

Rong Hao turned his head slightly, glanced at the back drum at Xiaojing's feet, and wondered if he should help him pick it up.

The drum fell to the ground, and Xiaojing didn't want to. He got up before dawn to practice. His wrists and arms were sore and sore, and he heard Xie Jiulang say that no one could meet his requirements, so he was deflated and didn't grasp the drum in his hand. Knowing that Xie Jiulang would be angry because of this, he should have learned from Rong Hao to hold the back drum in his arms. Xiaojing's intestines are all repentant.

"You think musical instruments are things, things, things that can be discarded?" Xie Jiulang slowly paced into the queue, walked towards the back drum on the ground, and suddenly raised his voice, "Big mistake!" ”

Oda shook his body in fright again. The heart says that it is always so frightening, who can stand it? Is this kid endless? What the hell is he trying to do?

"The moment you decide to stay, the back drum is your friend." Xie Jiulang walked up to the back drum, bent down to pick it up, handed it to Xiao Jing, and said softly: "Xiao Jing, you have to remember that it is not a dead thing without a soul, and you can't give it up lightly." ”

Xie Langjun remembers Xiaojing's name? Xiao Tian, Rong Hao, Xiao Jing, and everyone were stunned. What made them even more stunned was that Xie Langjun said, "The moment you decided to stay." ”

Do they have the right to choose?

Xie Jiu seemed to know what they were thinking, and said softly: "Of course you have the right to choose, and you have all made choices. I asked you if you had faith, and if not, put down your drum and leave on your own. How? Don't remember so soon? ”

Indeed it is! They have a choice, but they don't cherish the right to choose, and they don't realize how precious it is. At that time, they did not think much about it, but resolutely stayed with their will.

Xie Jiulang turned around and said in a brisk tone, "Believe it or not, I can name each of you?" ”

No one believed it.

"Don't believe me?" Xie Jiulang raised his eyebrows, "Xingqing Palace, Fuchun!" Ling Xue Palace, Xiao Zhuo! Changchun Palace, Jin Ling! Yongning Palace, Dou Qiang! ”

Oda watched Xie Jiulang count them one by one. Even the master may not be able to call them by name, and sometimes they will recognize the wrong person. The little yellow door that Xie Jiulang pointed to was not only excited, but also a little moved.

"Daping Palace, Rong Hao." The corners of Xie Jiulang's lips lifted proudly, "Is there any mistake or omission?" ”

"Nope."

"Nope."

Xie Jiulang removed the smile from his lips and said solemnly: "This is my respect for you. Please also respect the back drum in your hands with the same mentality. I gave you a choice, but you didn't have a choice. As I said, the back drum is not a dead thing without a soul. And you are the souls of the drums.

After one night, I don't expect you to be very skilled. What does it matter if the beat is wrong, the body is wrong, and the body is wrong? In the following days, I will teach with my heart, and you will always learn to learn well if you study with your heart.

Did you know that a powerful piece of music is purely secondary? So, can anyone tell me what is the most important thing in a piece of music? ”

"Pure, pure!" Xiao Jing hugged his back drum tightly and said in a low voice.

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