The strings are condensed, the cigarettes are messy, as the so-called one day does not practice you know, and if you don't practice for two days, the master knows, Lin Muyuan has only been busy with Guan Qi and others recently, and when it is rare to rest, there is naturally no time to calm down and play the piano.

"Been busy lately?"

"Hmm...... Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, but I haven't had time to practice during this time. "With the last time Guan Qi 'led' to speak, Lin Muyuan did things with less hesitation and twisting.

It's just that Lin Muyuan hasn't practiced the piano for a while, even if he speaks out and directly admits his mistakes, he still feels sorry for the teacher.

"Nothing to be sorry about, everyone has their own business."

"In fact, it doesn't take long, even if it is ten minutes a day, the piano is played for yourself, and it can also relax yourself after a tired day."

Jiang Lingan said, Lin Muyuan only pursed her lips and nodded.

"It's okay, if you're okay today, I'll practice with you here."

Having an elder in a good emotional state as a teacher can really help this confused and tired old man a lot, and it is also a great fate, Lin Muyuan is very lucky, and naturally he will not live up to Jiang Lingan's expectations.

The sound of the piano is shallow, and the blue mist is taken from the heart. During this time, she has been busy, and Lin Muyuan herself is also very messy, and she always feels that she can't calm down and do anything.

When I wake up in the morning, my mind is chaotic, and I can't do anything, so I just watch videos. After having a meal and setting off to find Guan Qi, I came home at night and was tired, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, my eyes were already sore and my eyes were already sore and I couldn't sleep at all.

Every day, it seems that he has a lofty goal, but he doesn't know what he should do at the moment - he has done a lot and has not seen the concrete results, even if he is twenty years older than Lin Muyuan, he will lose himself.

"Teacher Jiang." My heart was in turmoil again, Lin Muyuan simply stopped and looked at Jiang Ling'an, "Teacher Jiang, I always feel like I'm not doing anything recently, and I have spent time on it, but I can't see the results I want." ”

"But I've been doing it for so long, and I don't want all the work I've done before to be in vain."

"Although it is said that when it is decided, it is constantly subject to chaos." I don't know when the incense stick on the side has been extinguished by itself, Mr. Jiang lit another one and began to clean up the things on the table, it seemed that he was going to make some tea and have a good chat with Lin Muyuan.

"But what you are preparing now, if you give up now, you will regret it in a few years, then continue to do it...... In fact, not everything has to be pursued for a 'result'. ”

"It's like playing the piano, do you think getting those grades 8 or 9 certificates is an achievement?"

"Or are you the piano players who have been praised by some people?"

"Hmm......" Lin Muyuan didn't know how to express it.

Whether it's a certificate or a compliment from an outsider, Lin Muyuan doesn't know how many he has seen, so there is no one in his eyes. Aren't these so-called 'results' important? Asking herself, Lin Muyuan felt that if she blindly indulged in these and turned her life into a 'performance', it would be better to have no so-called results.

"What's more." When Jiang Lingan handed the poured water to Lin Muyuan, the latter was still immersed in thinking, "Not everyone thinks that these are correct and worthy of being promoted." ”

"It's just that people think that everyone has their own way of life, and they don't want to stand up and say anything."

Lin Muyuan knew what Teacher Jiang was talking about. What Jiang Ling'an is talking about is exactly the same things and people that Guan Qi has to quarrel about on the Internet every time - the latter always doesn't understand why so few people stand up and speak out.

"Since you have the heart at this age, you can do it, and who can judge the so-called 'results'?" Jiang Lingan changed the tea in the pot again, "These results really don't need to be visible, even if it's just many years later, you still remember the moment when you had the heart to do something." ”

"Actually, whether you regret it or not, at least you'll remember it."

Teacher Jiang's words, Lin Muyuan probably understood. The two sat facing each other for a while, the latter got up and said goodbye and left, Jiang Lingan took two steps, and then sat quietly on his chair again.

The closed doors and windows muffled all the sounds, and although Lin Muyuan hadn't gone far, he still couldn't hear any tune that Teacher Qingjiang was playing when he was playing the piano in the house.

It seems that Jiang Lingan's mood has always been so calm, whether it is his job title or salary, he can't make any waves at all. The piano is played for himself, but the reputation is for outsiders, but the words that Lin Muyuan and Jiang Lingan said today must have stirred up some of the latter's thoughts.

It is really difficult to meditate, but the newly replaced incense socket has been covered with a layer of oil stains caused by the burning of incense.

Jiang Ling'an didn't care about it, just a song, sat down to look at the clock on the wall, and drank the last brew in the teapot alone.

"Futian, Futian ......"

The window was pushed open by the coming rain, maybe because the rain was also eager to rest in the house - but then all the noise outside the window was introduced into the house, Jiang Lingan also walked to the window with the last half cup of tea, and watched Lin Muyuan, who had not yet stepped out of the field of vision, walk away.

"This kid is really good, grandma really wants to thank you today!"

As soon as I walked out of school, the rain came unexpectedly. The grandmother who was still selling sugar gourds at the school gate was so anxious that she couldn't do it, but fortunately, Lin Muyuan took an umbrella and came up without hesitation.

"Grandma, how much is your sugar gourd?"

"I just happened to ......"

"Child, you want a few strings, grandma will give it to you, no money!"

[WeChat arrives at 40 yuan!] 】

The prompt on the mobile phone sounded, and the grandmother who sold sugar gourds patronized the price on the block sign, but forgot to hide the QR code hanging in front of the handlebar.

"You kid!" Selling sugar gourd grandma and nature can't really complain.

The short sleeves of the school uniform worn backwards and the smile on her face let Lin Muyuan know that she was doing the right thing - it's just that it was rare to make a decision without hesitation, but Lin Muyuan didn't know what to do with the five strings of sugar gourds in her hand.

"Grandma will bring you a few more skewers, this is delicious, I made it before I came out!"

"The fruit is also fresh, I don't want to use the stale one, you children's health is important."

Lin Muyuan looked at the sugar gourd that her grandmother handed over to her, and now she just wanted to escape to Guan Qi's small courtyard immediately. I knew that my grandmother was so enthusiastic, she shouldn't have opened her mouth in the first place.

In an instant, Lin Muyuan remembered what Teacher Jiang said just now. 'Whether you regret it or not, at some point in the future, you will remember that time when your heart moved'.

recalled that just now I went from holding an umbrella to seeing my grandmother's cart of sugar gourds that couldn't be sold in such weather. Lin Muyuan felt that even if he returned to just now with his current memory, he would still make the same choice.

Therefore, these sugar gourds in my hand that cannot be solved are not the 'results' I want, but the memories left by this story are things that cannot be seen or touched, but can be possessed forever.

The clouds and rain in the sky still give face, and when Lin Muyuan was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say, and was about to take a car and leave the umbrella to her grandmother, the rain stopped.

"Kid, be careful on your way."

"Don't run so fast, the ground is slippery, you must pay attention to safety!"

The advice of the grandmother who sells sugar gourds reminds Lin Muyuan of her late grandmother: it seems that achievements are never pursued, even if the same thing is repeated day after day, there is always a moment that will not be forgotten after a long time.

"Good! You should also be safe when you return home! ”

Lin Muyuan stopped to respond to the grandmother who sold sugar gourds, and left without looking back, running to the subway not far away.

"What? Autumn? When Lin Muyuan just stepped into the door of Guan Qi's house, he heard the latter slam his throat, "No, what's the matter?" I think just now Lixia, you told me it's Liqiu now? ”

"No, wait, this is not good, we were supposed to only be able to paint in the summer, how do I feel that we haven't done anything yet, it's already autumn?"

"It's normal." Ran Ning, who had already arrived in advance, said lightly into the ears of everyone present, and it was indeed a little annoying, "Isn't it like this from childhood to adulthood?" A vacation always feels like nothing has been done. ”

"No, it's not normal, how can it be normal?" Guan Qi was not happy when he heard this, "Obviously, I still have to go out to play, and I don't have time, and don't we have an idea?" Why does it feel fragmented now, and nothing has any effect? ”

"The point is that summer is about to pass, why haven't our drawings turned out yet?"

It's no wonder that Ran Ning will complain that Guan Qi is noisy even if it is a WeChat chat dialog box, compared to Lin Muyuan, a best friend, and Guan Qi, a friend who hasn't known each other for a long time, don't say that Ran Ning, who has two catties of backbones, put it on anyone, why would Guan Qi talk so much?

"Take your time, a lot of things can't be rushed." After a long time, Gong Yusheng finally said something decent, "Good things take time to pile up." ”

It seems that he just noticed Lin Muyuan who was standing at the door holding a large bag of sugar gourds in a daze, Guan Qi jumped up from the chair and leaned over to please the food - I have to say that the 'capable and refreshing' person that Guan Qi originally established in the school was completely collapsed in front of a few good friends!

Where is it possible to be dry and refreshing? It's obviously a big gluttonous cat who can't get used to seeing other people's slowness! The key has to be a smooth donkey, but whenever you touch one point or two, Guan Qi is unhappy, whether you can blow up the hair, it is purely a classmate relationship that you are willing to maintain.

"Eating us, huh,

When everyone's helpless expressions were not yet in the corners of their eyes, Guan Qi had already noticed that he was eating and talking so that people couldn't hear it clearly, covering his mouth emptyly, chewing like a hamster, and almost choking himself.

"Eat, well, let's not talk about anything else while we eat."

Knowing that he couldn't speak clearly while eating, Guan Qi was still hungry, and halfway through his words, he took two bites in a row and chewed for half a minute before continuing: "Let's talk a little bit about business?" ”

"Let's talk about it one by one, starting with poetry, right? I feel like Shishi has been busy with our affairs lately, and I don't have time to do my own business! ”

"Uh-huh." Jiang Shijin nodded, and showed everyone the painting that had been revised again at hand, "It may not be so perfect, in fact, now that there are more materials, if you talk about cost performance, lacquerware is not advantageous." ”

"I designed two sets that are biased towards the experiential type, because I saw that there seems to be a special vermilion lacquer that is not easy to allergies on the relevant journals, and I don't know if it is produced now."

"Well...... "After Jiang Shijin finished speaking, Gong Yusheng took the words, "Most of the experiences we do in this regard are made with the cashew nut lacquer that they often use to brush on the guqin, known as lacquer." ”

"Because everyone is not allergic to cashew nut paint, especially when children experience it."

"But you mention this ......"

Guan Qi said that he wanted to search for relevant information, but he really searched again, and even took a small notebook to write them down.

Before Gong Yusheng could say anything, he took out a notebook from the small drawer next to him, pointed to the notes on it and said: "I have also seen periodicals in the eighties of the last century, but they are fast-drying black and polished, and only one paper in this century still mentions this." ”

Seeing that Gong Yusheng still couldn't react for a while, Guan Qi shrugged, took out his mobile phone again, opened the software, and pointed to the photos that seemed to be scanned out and not clear for the former to see.

"Oh, see for yourself!"

"What issue is this?"

"The earliest should be the 01 issue of "Chinese Lacquer" in 1982." It's like writing a paper, Guan Qi really does something more seriously, even if he is usually serious and rigorous, he has to listen to it with a headache.

"Very good!" After praising it, Gong Yusheng seemed to feel that he had not yet achieved the standard that a bad friend should have, and he had to add a sentence that he had nothing to do, "If you started doing it a little bit earlier, I'm afraid the five of us will have to learn from you." ”

"Alright, let's get down to business!"

"Ran Ning, how are you doing over there?"

"I'm still reading, and I have little to gain."

Ran Ning is fast here, and the eight words are solved - but everyone here knows that in the end, no one can do without Ran Ning, who is engaged in history, otherwise how to make it up in the end, this story does not conform to the background of the times.

"I did think of something here, and I reflected it in the notebook." This time, Lin Muyuan was changed by Guan Qi, and before the latter took the initiative to ask, he reported the situation, "But ......"

"Huh?"

Sure enough, after a little hesitation, Guan Qi showed his dissatisfaction, now; Lin Muyuan had to call up the content from his mobile phone and hand it to Guan Qi: "Here, you can take a look, I don't think it's easy to act." ”

"I think it's okay."

"Huh?" Lin Muyuan didn't expect Guan Qi to dare to make a conclusion after just a glance, "We don't have anyone in stage design." ”

"You don't need to be very troublesome, just like I said, you can use five types of body language to express it, such as Chaquan, Tai Chi, Chinese dance, etc., ......"

"Anyway, I think it's okay, the story, it's better to have less dog blood, those greasy and crooked bridges, I can't get used to it anyway!"