Basic music theory, a variety of hand shapes, and complex fingering.

Piano mastery includes a lot of skills, not only basic fingering, music theory and hand shapes, but also the control of harmony scale and tone.

It's just that people who don't practice the piano normally still have a rich music library.

This skill loaded all the technical principles of the piano into him, but none of the tunes were stuffed into his head at the same time.

Of course, this is not that he can't play the piano without a single skill, Yuan Laiguang feels that as long as he listens to the music once, he can play it completely and even improve.

It can be said that it gives his body an absolute sense of tone.

"But it doesn't seem to be of much use to me."

Yuan Laiguang thought to himself as he rubbed his chin with his fingers.

He studied management in his previous life, and he still studied management in this life, and he himself also wants to become a management scientist.

Yuan Laiguang doesn't have much interest in these arts, so this skill is not too attractive to him, and he probably doesn't use it too much.

However, management has diversity, including other disciplines does not matter, a number of skills are also the bottom of the body, people eat a trick all over the world, their own 100 tricks are not eaten by the sky.

Top 100 skills, only I am strong.

So this simulator seems to be able to study it a little...

At 10:40 p.m., Xiaomu Qingming made a supper, took off his apron and stacked it neatly beside him, holding a glass bowl and two bowls of rice sprinkled with sesame seeds, and wiped the freshly washed steel chopsticks with a paper towel.

Finally, he knelt down and set up the dishes in a very unmanly manner.

The two silently moved their chopsticks and began to eat.

Minamoto was thinking about how he could make more use of the simulator.

And Xiao Mu Qingming, who was sitting opposite the coffee table, dug up the rice with chopsticks, raised his face from time to time, and glanced at Yuan Laiguang with some hesitation.

He always has a kind of appearance that he wants to stop talking and doesn't know how to speak, giving people a particularly worried look.

Yuan Laiguang was just out of his mind, not out of spirit, and of course he quickly noticed his abnormality.

"What's the matter, you look like you're on your mind, your job search isn't going well, or are you having problems with your graduation thesis?"

Yuan Laiguang put down the chopsticks in his hand, took out a tissue from the carton next to him and wiped his mouth, and the rice was almost eaten.

He didn't have a lot of Kyoto vegetables, he ate two dorayaki just now, and this small bowl of rice was already very full.

"Ah, me, am I so obvious?" Xiao Mu Qingming was suddenly broken by him, his face was suddenly a little panicked, and his hand holding the chopsticks shook twice.

Yuan Laiguang was suddenly a little speechless, you have been stirring the salad with chopsticks for almost two minutes, and the saliva on the chopsticks is estimated to be integrated with the salad.

He was still looking down at himself back and forth with hesitation, even the blind could feel the atmosphere of this matter.

"What the hell is there to say, what else can't I say?"

"It's... It's about Yoshikawa... Mulberry thing..."

Xiaomu Qingming bit his lower lip and whispered in a somewhat sluggish tone.

After that, he looked at his face a little nervously, as if he was afraid that the other party would be angry when he mentioned this name, like a little daughter-in-law who didn't dare to ask her husband about fooling around outside.

"Hiromi Yoshikawa?" Yuan Laiguang was surprised, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then asked, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Xiao Mu Qingming looked at him with a little weakness, rubbed his pants with his hands on his legs, and whispered in a slightly nervous voice: "I... I don't dare to say..."

"Say."

Minamoto Raiguang's tone was a little heavier.

Xiao Mu Qingming trembled all over, and knelt on the mat a little cramped and uneasy.

The two feet pressed against the buttocks writhed unnaturally, as if they had to break their teeth and swallow after being lectured by their husbands, and they gritted their teeth before they said it ruthlessly.

"I... I heard Yuhara say... Yoshikawa-san dated a person outside of school.,And the other party doesn't seem to be a serious person.,And now there are a lot of rumors about Yoshikawa-san.,It's that Yoshikawa-san has something with that person... With that..."

"Got a baby?"

Before Xiaomu Qingming could finish hesitating, Yuan Laiguang spoke it for him.

"You... How would you know! Kogi Harumi's eyes widened, his face was full of shock, and he even began to tremble when he spoke.

"She told me herself, today." Minamoto replied.

Kogi Harumi's eyes widened.

The neck is red as usual.

His lips trembled and he couldn't speak.

It wasn't until a long time later that he saw that Yuan Laiguang didn't react, and his face gradually returned to normal, and his voice stumbled a little and asked in a whisper: "That... That's up to you... Not angry? ”

"Why be angry?"

Yuan Laiguang thought it was something, but he didn't expect it to be about the woman, so he smiled and said: "What does it matter to me that woman to die by herself, it has nothing to do with me who she has children with." ”

Xiao Mu Qingming was a little dumbfounded when she heard this.

How is this different from the 800 scenarios simulated in my head?

He even thought that Yuan Laiguang would be desperate to die, or he would be angry and compare his head with the wall.

Even the mobile phone at his feet had already dialed the hospital's number, for fear that Yuan Laiguang would draw it directly after hearing it, miss the best rescue time and die young.

Harumi Kogi opened his mouth again.

His mind was running out of gear now.

After the brain shut down for a moment, he said with a somewhat dull expression:

"But when we went to Hachimangu Shrine some time ago, Yorimitsu, you didn't keep saying that if you don't marry her, it's worth dying for her in this life, and you don't plan to make a super large photo album of the love letters you have written in the past few years and give it to Yoshikawa-san, and then..."

"Stop!"

Yuan Laiguang's face suddenly darkened.

It's a shame to be recounted over and over for your own dog-licking experience.

Even if these things were done by the original body, they are now all on their own heads.

"That's all in the past, I've given up on her."

Yuan Laiguang's face gradually became indifferent, and he didn't seem to take that matter to heart at all, but just said in a calm tone: "I already plan to lock my heart and love from now on and become a person like Taylor." ”

The voice of this sentence is very soft.

But the resoluteness is very obvious.

It is difficult to raise the mind to doubt the truth of this sentence.

It's just that Xiaomu Qingming was not as happy as he imagined, but was stunned for a moment and then his eyes suddenly dimmed.

And stared directly at Yuan Laiguang's eyes, stared for a while before slowly lowering his head, and asked softly in a slightly resentful voice:

"Then Laiguang, don't you want to be with me?"

“？？？”

Yuan Raiguang glared.

The taste of these words is somewhat familiar.

One of God's hands, against our army?

Okay, you're a big-eyed little wood Qingming.

At this time, the tea is also angry.