"Since it's for you, you don't have to think so much, the piano depends on playing." Jiang Lingan understands that if he doesn't say it directly from Lin Muyuan, I'm afraid this kid himself won't be casual.

Wiping the incense ash off the table with a rag, Jiang Lingan then said, "Aren't those Tang Qin going to be taken out and played?" ”

Mr. Jiang's words are always like this, when it comes to people's hearts. Lin Muyuan pursed her lips and remembered the sentence on the Internet, 'The best protection for Hanfu is to wear it out'.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

In fact, for many famous artists, it may not be the first thing to get started with the famous piano and a good piano, but now that there are such conditions, Lin Muyuan is really not a genius in piano learning, and it is naturally good to take fewer detours.

Suddenly, a sweet breath rushed straight to the door, Lin Muyuan subconsciously took a few sharp breaths, and then he smelled a faint bitterness.

Looking down at the table, the small incense sticks that had been inserted with incense were gone, and a few fine pieces of tan were scattered on a thumb-sized silver leaf.

Sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not smoky, just like the rice field in the drizzle, every grain of wheat is replaced by a wood flower - golden cinnamon in late autumn, send warmth and expression, can really burn out the autumn wind and cold.

"This is Muxixiang, I went back to Jiangsu and Zhejiang last year to pick it, and now it's just right."

As far as Lin Muyuan's eyes can see, it is nothing more than these osmanthus flowers that have changed their appearance, Jiang Lingan knows that the former's character is always easy to think more, but now he is afraid that he will blame himself for ruining his kindness: "When you have time, you can learn these, and I can also take you to make a piano." ”

"Huh? The teacher ......, "If there is difficulty, Lin Muyuan is not afraid." But the straightforward kindness always made Lin Muyuan embarrassed, "I'll learn to play the piano first." ”

But just over ten years have passed in this life, Lin Muyuan has already known her weaknesses from her best friend: she is just like that little tree, she can grow in adversity, but she grows in good times.

In fact, Lin Muyuan also understands that her personality has made her miss a lot of opportunities. Again and again, but how difficult is it to grow?

"Okay, it's up to you." Jiang Ling'an could see that Lin Muyuan was embarrassed, and no longer had to urge the latter to make a decision over and over again, "Just tell me at any time when you want to learn." ”

"Actually, it's not difficult, it just takes time."

"This mulberry fragrance is simply mulberry flowers and honey, but the emphasis is on a specific time and place." Maybe this is the inevitable fate between the two, and people who rarely speak will take the initiative to talk more for Lin Muyuan.

After saying these words, Jiang Lingan stood up, not knowing what to get from the shelf. Lin Muyuan was curious, what kind of novel treasures would Mr. Jiang conjure?

When Jiang Lingan turned around, Lin Muyuan saw that what the former was holding in his hand was just a book, a thread-bound book on rice paper, and he was particular about looking at it.

The words "Guangling Ancient Book Engraving" on it evoke some distant memories of Lin Muyuan...... It seems that when I was preparing the script and learning about the transfer of printing, I heard of such a publishing house, and I also specially collected two books.

Under the Sunyin River, the morning dew Chenggui, the golden autumn laurel is three or four points, but the words are open for three autumns. The "Incense Ride" described in great detail the rarity of the wood incense on the table, and Lin Muyuan felt that he had no ability to learn well.

"Teacher Jiang, if we participate in the competition, can you help us play a piece of background music?" As if he didn't want to live up to Jiang Lingan's trust in him, Lin Muyuan had to open his mouth to ask.

"Okay, you guys do it first." Not surprisingly, Jiang Lingan agreed, still as calm as ever.