"I'm sorry, classmate, but I don't have the idea of falling in love right now."

The boy who mustered up the courage to confess was rejected, so he threw the bouquet in his hand on the ground: "Cut, it's just that my mother asked me to find a Gu family, lesbians are lesbians, why don't you want to talk about it?" ”

"Phew!" The students who had been heckling were full of disdain and booed, just watching the boy jumping in the open space downstairs in the dormitory.

"Ran Ning, why do you say that some people love but can't be so malicious?" Lin Muyuan carried the piano on her back, held hands with Ran Ning, and was running to the faculty dormitory, and across the layers of people, she saw the boys who were sprinkled among them, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"It's not that you can't love, it's that you can't show your charm, and you break the defense!"

"Poof."

"Ahem, ahem."

Lin Muyuan choked with laughter, but Ran Ning shrugged her shoulders indifferently, looking like she had nothing to do with me.

"Okay, go find Teacher Jiang, I'll go to class first." Patting her best friend's shoulder, Ran Ning turned her head and went to class.

The green pine covers the path, and the green clouds cover the sky. On the way to the negative qin, the unhappiness of the suitable talents was thrown off by Lin Muyuan, and when he looked up and saw the window of Mr. Jiang's house, his heart was a little quieter.

Set up the piano and sit down. Lin Muyuan's hesitation and hesitation on weekdays were scattered by the taut strings, and the sound of the piano bloomed from her heart.

Don't shake your head and tail to spread your heart, and don't fly your fingers to do divine extension. Lin Muyuan is deeply passed on by Jiang Ling'an, even the simplest fingering can play the endless rhyme that follows the heart.

"Be my apprentice if you want." In the rest of the piano room, Jiang Lingan opened his mouth without warning.

Or maybe not without warning. The omen was already displayed when Lin Muyuan looked at Teacher Jiang's movements with a good glance, and it began when Lin Muyuan plucked up the courage to visit Professor Jiang backstage......

Or perhaps, this omen was already destined when the guqin solo performance in Fujian was performed.

"Teacher, I'm ......"

Thinking that he might run out of time when he was busy in the future, and worried that he would give up halfway, Lin Muyuan hesitated again.

Being able to get the teacher's initiative to be invited to become a master and apprentice is a great recognition for Lin Muyuan. What's more, at first glance, Teacher Jiang is not a casual apprentice - a disciple of the mountain, Lin Muyuan feels that he may not be worthy.

"Thank you, teacher, for your approval, but I still want to think about it." Lin Muyuan didn't want to live up to Jiang Ling'an's trust, but she didn't believe in her own ability, so she simply said bluntly, "I don't know if I will live up to you in the future." ”

After playing three taels casually, Jiang Lingan frowned slightly. When Lin Muyuan pursed her lips and was entangled, the former bent down to adjust the piano: "It's okay, it's up to you." ”

"Master and apprentice are mutual, I chose you, and you can also choose not to accept me."

Teacher Jiang spoke calmly, but Lin Muyuan was even more embarrassed. I always seem to think about a lot of philistine things, far less casual than Mr. Jiang, playing the piano, it seems to be a little more vulgar.

"Okay, let's stop here today, I remember that you have a class in half an hour, be careful on the road." Jiang Lingan said the longest sentence in this period of time, and maybe he was a little moved in his heart because of Lin Muyuan's refusal.

The shade presses the heart, and the dew invades the skin. The cool and damp breath suppressed the sweat hairs, blocked the pores, and made it difficult to move quickly.

"That Jiang Shijin can't really be a lesbian, after all, the boy next door is chasing ...... after military training."

"I think maybe the family conditions are good, and I can't look down on these phoenix men? I've heard that Zhejiang girls don't marry outside. ”

Lin Muyuan's brows furrowed even tighter, looking at the time on the phone, the pace under her feet was a little faster, and she just wanted to avoid these gossips that were a little more enveloping than the cold and cold.