When the male protagonist of the invincible novel meets the overbearing president

In the early morning, Lu Yanxu didn't exhale until he heard the rooster crowing, and then he finished his exercise.

Just as I was about to get up and wash up, I suddenly heard a melodious sound of piano. The sound was flowing like clouds and running water, gentle and melodious, like the continuous drizzle falling, bringing a sense of tranquility and ethereality.

Lu Yanxu felt that the sound of the piano was like the interpretation of yesterday's drizzle. Like rain, it moistened everything silently, carrying the life force bestowed by nature.

He couldn't help but listen quietly. The sound of the piano was like the rain yesterday, which started as a sparse drop and then gradually became heavy.

Then the rain stopped, and they moistened the land. The autumn wind blew, bringing the fragrance of the soil and freshness. It also brought the sad and beautiful feeling that autumn was about to transition to winter, and all things were withering.

Lu Yanxu was not very knowledgeable about music, but as he was from a wealthy family in his previous life and was a young master in this life, he must have learned one or two musical instruments.

Although his skills were only mediocre, it seemed that even ordinary people who didn't know much about the guqin could feel the meaning contained in the sound, and he understood it easily.

It must be said that he is indeed Mr. Tang. Even the music he plays is so magical.

Lu Yanxu believes that the music played by top-level musicians does not need to be high-end or contain profound meanings. As long as the music is played in a way that allows people who do not have much artistic talent or even know nothing about music to easily understand the meaning, this is the most profound music.

This is the case with the music played by Mr. Tang. After all, he knows his own limitations and certainly cannot understand any profound music. It would be really difficult for him to understand it thoroughly.

Moreover, he found that after listening to the whole piece of music, the spiritual energy contained in him was like the artistic conception contained in the sound of the piano, moistening things silently. It was constantly spinning and nourishing him with a wonderful melody.

Lu Yanxu estimated that it would take only a few days for him to break through to the next level.

It was amazing. Previously, eating the food made by Mr. Tang could help me break through several realms. This time, listening to the music played by Mr. Tang did not help me break through as quickly as eating the food.

But this slow growth is also very scary. After all, if it accumulates slowly like this, it will soon surpass the realm that can be reached in an instant. I just don't know how long this time can support the growth of my spiritual energy.

These are two completely different ways of increasing spiritual power, but the effects are equally outstanding.

Lu Yanxu was full of admiration, and then quickly put on his clothes, washed up, and tidied his appearance. Then he opened the door and walked into the yard.

As soon as he entered the yard, Lu Yanxu saw Mr. Tang in a blue shirt sitting on a stone bench, looking contented, with his eyes closed, thinking silently.

At this time, the white flowers of the two jujube trees were still falling, and the early morning glow was filling the sky, with faint brilliant colors appearing and disappearing.

All the creatures in the courtyard, whether standing, lying or sitting, were listening intently and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

The scattered sunlight fell through the scattered clouds, bringing a hint of warmth to the man in green, covering his entire body like a divine light, making the sitting god even more sacred and dazzling.

Lu Yanxu felt that this picture was like a picture of a god painted by a great master that he had seen in his previous life. It was like the only light blooming in this turbid world, with unparalleled power, inspiring people to yearn for beauty and nature, and able to resist the erosion of all darkness.

Before, Lu Yanxu felt that the picture was the most shocking picture in his previous life. He can still recall the throbbing in his heart when he saw the picture.

But this time, the throbbing was so small, far less than what it feels now.

Lu Yanxu felt that he could guard this beauty for his entire life.

In the brief moment of distraction, Tang Qi opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yanxu who was standing at the door with a puzzled look.

He always felt that this scene was familiar, he seemed to be standing like this yesterday. Tang Qi laughed in his heart, this little guy is really, always like this.

Tang Qi was stunned when he thought about this. It was strange why he had such a thought, since he was about the same age as him.

Before he could think about it, he was attracted by the look of Lu Yanxu's reaction. He put away his dull expression and returned to his expressionless face. Although the two looked very different, Tang Qi could still feel the embarrassment and pretending to be calm from the expression that did not change.

So he looked at Lu Yanxu with amusement as he walked towards him step by step as if he was walking with his hands and feet together. He cleared his throat to cover up his inner embarrassment, and then greeted respectfully:

"Good morning, Mr. Tang. Are you playing the piano?"

Tang Qi nodded slightly, and his narrow and delicate peach blossom eyes could not help but narrowed. The thick and long black eyelashes embedded in the white skin trembled slightly, like a beautiful butterfly flapping its wings.

The pair of eyes that seemed amorous but revealed the purest color in the world contained a gentle smile. Lu Yanxu could feel that Mr. Tang was in a very good mood at this time.

He couldn't help but follow Tang Qi's lead and became more cheerful. His pale lips, which had always seemed to be slightly pursed, curved slightly, and the indifferent look in his eyes slowly dissipated.

I don't know how many times he has laughed in the past few days. It feels like he has laughed more than in his two lifetimes. However, Lu Yanxu does not reject this feeling, and even likes it very much. He hopes that he can be like this in the future.

What a weird smile, Tang Qi didn't know how many times he complained. But he still responded: "Yeah, I didn't play it yesterday, and I was itching to do it."

Lu Yanxu also smiled in his response: "Then you are really like a child..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned. Wasn't this too rude?

However, Tang Qi had no objection and recalled with a smile:

"Indeed, I have a child-like temper. I am an adult, but I am still stubborn and can't wait to do it the next day because I didn't do anything for a day. I usually like to practice at night, but I should have gone to cook early in the morning."

Lu Yanxu was amused when he heard Tang Qi's words. He thought Tang Qi was quite cute, without the aura of an immortal who was out of reach.

Although Mr. Tang is approachable, I have never seen him lose his temper or have any drastic emotional fluctuations since I met him. He always remains gentle and humble.

It makes people feel that everything in front of him is like a blank sheet of paper and can be pierced or manipulated at will.

Such obvious stubbornness is rare. Lu Yanxu was as happy as if he had finally dug up a rare treasure. He was happy that he had discovered Mr. Tang's little secret.

Then, he thought of a sentence in Mr. Tang's words.

"Sir, haven't you made breakfast yet? Then I'll do it. Since you're eager to play, go ahead and leave this to me."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen without giving Tang Qi a chance to refuse.

Tang Qi's full lips with perfect shape were slightly opened, expressing his owner's shock, and there was a hint of astonishment in his peach blossom eyes.

Isn't he the eldest son of the Lu family? Can the eldest son also cook?

It's no wonder that Tang Qi wasn't surprised. After all, it was marked in the "Encyclopedia of Immortal Cultivation Knowledge" that the young masters of wealthy families had never done housework and had never cooked.

But then I thought, the way he served me food and rice yesterday was as smooth as flowing water, so he probably cooked at home before.

Tang Qi just realized it. He tapped his full forehead in annoyance and said in annoyance:

"Oh, Tang Qi, you have to learn to adapt. What is said in the book is true? Talking about it on paper will eventually hurt you. You have to learn to combine it with reality!"

Tang Qi couldn't help but clench his fists to cheer himself up.

"Tang Qi, you still have a lot of areas that you need to work on. Just mastering the knowledge is not enough. It seems that you can't rest on your laurels here!"

Tang Qi suddenly had the urge to walk out of the store and see the world.

But he quickly put the idea to rest.

"Hey, Tang Qi, what are you thinking about? You can't even communicate with ordinary people now, and you still want to leave the store. You should be down-to-earth and sort out the affairs of the store first!"