"You sit down first, and I'll make tea." Female hermit road.

It's not the time to drink tea at night, and it's easy to lose sleep if you drink too much. Li Yao and they all understand this truth, but there seems to be no other better communication platform.

I can't say that we have a bar, girl.

"Need help?" Li Yao said politely casually.

"No, just sit down." Female hermit road.

Li Yao actually didn't expect the other party to agree to his help, but the attitude must be there, it's just a matter of basic politeness.

Obviously, Murong Shan would not have thought of this.

There is a coffee table and a few futons in the house.

Li Yao and Murong Shan have strong physical fitness, even if they walk many mountain roads, they will not get tired, Wu Xueyi is a little unbearable.

Sit directly on the futon with your butt and gently beat your leg with your hands.

It seems that he is tired enough.

Li Yao leaned over and said shyly, "Female liar, didn't you say that you often go into the mountains, why are you tired after walking for so long?"

"You ......" Wu Xueyi was very dissatisfied with the title of female liar, but she didn't dare to get angry with Li Yao, for fear that the other party would drive her away.

"Please don't call me a liar again, I already know it's wrong." Wu Xueyi had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"Okay, Li Yao, don't tease people, who hasn't clicked it yet?" Murong Shan said.

"Li Yao? So your name is Li Yao?" Wu Xueyi asked.

Well?

Li Yao thought that the other party would say it immediately, and the name sounded a little familiar.

But Wu Xueyi didn't say much, judging from her expression, it seemed that she really didn't know that Li Yao was the president of Shenhao Hai.

Maybe all the thoughts of this girl are on how to trick people into joining the club, and the famous god Haohai on the other party's Internet has never heard of it.

The three of them chatted for a while, and the female hermit had already boiled the water.

"I've been waiting for a long time, this is the bitter tea I grew on the mountain, it will be a little bitter when I drink it, but it will be sweet after a while." The female hermit introduced the tea leaves while making tea.

Beauty making tea seems to be a great joy in life?

"Please." The female hermit made tea and motioned for everyone to taste it.

"Thank you!" Li Yao was the first to pick up the teacup and take a sip.

As the other party said, it does taste a little bitter, but it is not astringent.

After drinking, you will feel a fresh fragrance in your mouth.

"Good tea, the girl is really Lan Zhihui heart to grow such a good tea." Li Yao praised.

There is nothing wrong with a lot of praise at any time, provided that the praise is to the point.

Murong Shan and Wu Xueyi also took a sip of the teacup, and praised the fragrance of the tea in Li Yao's example.

"If you like to drink, I'll give you some when you go." Female hermit road.

"I can't ask for it." Li Yao paused and then asked, "After drinking the girl's tea, I still don't know what the girl is called?"

This set of questioning processes is a bit outdated in real life. But this is Zhong Nanshan, and in front of him is a reclusive woman.

Li Yao's question now will not seem too abrupt.

"My name is Feng Gulan, what do you call the three of you?"

"Li Yao."

"Murong Shan."

"Wu Xueyi."

"Hollow Valley Orchid, what a name." Li Yao slapped Bo's ass again.

Feng Gulan smiled shyly, "Brother Li said before that he wanted to read the score, you wait a minute, I'll find it."

"Can you find a few more, it's better to find all your sheet music, I'm a musician." Li Yao said.

In fact, where does he love music, he just wants to use his awesome mental power to write down all the scores of other girls.

So as not to show your stuff when you chat.

Feng Gulan didn't think much about it, and walked to the room and picked up a few books.

Look at those books, all of them are old.

Li Yao took the book, took a sip of bitter tea and began to read it.

These books range from introductory to advanced in music theory.

Li Yao flipped through the book very quickly, and in less than ten minutes, he flipped through all the scores. The contents of the book were engraved in his mind like photographs.

He didn't dare to say that he would be able to play the tune immediately after reading the book, but at least when he talked about the tune above, he would definitely not show his stuff.

"Brother Li saw it quickly." Feng Gulan Road.

"Yes, I'm the same person who reads books, especially the tunes on this one I'm more familiar with." Li Yao said with some pretense.

"Really?" Feng Gulan seemed more excited, as if she had met a bosom friend, and began to chatter about music theory knowledge.

Li Yao answered all the questions fluently. Look at the book

The more the two chatted, the more speculative they became, until Feng Gulan proposed to let Li Yao play a few songs, Li Yao restrained a little, and replied lightly: "I just like to listen to music, so I know a little bit about music theory, and I don't dare to show ugliness in front of girls."

What he said was from the heart, and there was no politeness. But who would believe it in normal people, what you just said is the Tao.

Even if the music critic Master Ding came, he had to be fooled by Li Yao.

Now he says that he doesn't dare to show ugliness, obviously being modest.

"Brother Li is really too modest, or are you worried that I learned your fingering?" Feng Gulan Road.

"Li Yao, you just have two songs, and if you are idle anyway, you will be idle?" Murong Shan said.

Wu Xueyi also echoed beside her.

Li Yao was a little speechless, and secretly said Can you all stop coaxing?

"Brother Li, why don't you have a song?" Feng Gulan said, her words were obviously a little coquettish.

Li Yao shook his head, thinking that he had misheard.

"Otherwise, I'll use a whistling to make a short paragraph."

Fingering requires practice, even if Li Yao can precisely control every inch of his body's muscles, and learn a musical instrument countless times faster than the average person.

But that also has to be practiced.

Whistling is different, Li Yao can easily imitate the voice of any singer.

Let him hum a tune, too pediatric.

"Whistle the score, that's all right?" Feng Gulan was taken aback.