Duanfang Yazheng Wei Wuxian, playing fish and birds Lan Wangji

"Three, two, one, on—"

Wei Wuxian muttered, and opened his eyes hopefully for the tenth time, but the result was the same as the previous nine times - the person sitting opposite was still a frosty "Wei Wuxian".The repeated blows finally shattered his confidence, Wei Wuxian beat his chest and groaned, "Jiang Cheng! The magic weapon left by your ancestors has failed—"

Lan Xichen turned his face away a little, pretending not to see that "Lan Wangji" who was beating and rolling in front of him.Lan Zhan's eyes locked, and the lips of "Hanguang Jun" immediately stuck together, and the world was immediately clean.

"Why?" Lan Wangji turned to Lan Xichen, ignoring the protest of "Hanguang Lord" behind him.

"The talisman is correct, the usage is correct, but it doesn't work, maybe the crux is not here... I can only think of other ways."

"What if it's still unsolvable after one month?" Lan Wangji asked. "Hanguang-jun" nodded vigorously in cooperation.

Lan Xichen frowned, this was exactly what he was worried about.Although the morning reading has been handed over to Lan Qiren as an agent, there are always other affairs in the clan that require Hanguang-jun to come forward. Although he is avoiding it for a while in the name of confinement, if Wangji does not show up after the confinement is lifted, it will inevitably not attract people's hearts Panic.

The two looked at Wei Wuxian at the same time, causing a chill down the latter's spine.Although it is not clear what kind of riddle the two brothers are playing, this look... makes Wei Wuxian inexplicably feel that the end is approaching.

After a moment of silence, Lan Xichen said apologetically, "If that's the case, I'll have to work harder on Mr. Wei."

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"...Seven scattered tones, 91 overtones, and seven fretted tones. There are eight common fingerings for plucking the strings with the right hand; Glancing down, he said, "Wei Ying, wake up."

"——I didn't fall asleep!" "Hanguang-jun" sat up straight suddenly, and there were still two red marks from the table on his face.

"Where did I go?"

"Speaking of... Speaking of the five strings at the beginning of the piano, who... then added two strings..." Wei Wuxian tried his best to recall, and when Lan Wangji stared at him, his guilty voice became smaller and smaller: " Well, I just...may have been distracted for a while...just for a little while..."

"If you don't listen to the theory of the piano, how can you learn the piano?"

Wei Wuxian feels like crying, but is he willing to practice it?It's not all about Lao Lan's family bullying others to drive ducks to the shelves. "I said, Lan Zhan, can you discuss it with your brother again... No matter how hard I practice, I can't play to your old man's level... Let Mr. Lan extend the confinement for a few more months, I won't go out anymore ?"

"No."

"Lan Zhan..."

"You can play."

can play?Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, wondering if he had heard it wrong.When he was just getting started in rites and music, he did pretend to "boom boom" a couple of times, but it's a pity that this musical instrument has too high a requirement on manners, and Wei Wuxian was so uncomfortable that he changed his career to learn something else within a few days. up.When did the Lan family's standard of "playing" drop to his level?

He looked at Lan Zhan in surprise, but the latter didn't intend to explain. He turned around to take the piano and put it on the table.

"Try it."

Wei Wuxian was skeptical, pressed the strings, and plucked twice, the voice was clear and eerily familiar.In astonishment, Wei Wuxian suddenly understood that the "you" Lan Zhan was talking about was not him, but the real owner of this body—Hanguang-jun.After more than ten years of daily practice, the basic fingering has long become a habit. Even if Wei Wuxian doesn't know anything about it, "Hanguang-jun" will not forget it easily.

"how?"

"It seems... so interesting." He moved his fingers, eager to try, "Why didn't you say it earlier? It's been so long, I didn't know that I still have such powerful skills...how do you move your hands?"

Seeing that he was full of interest, Lan Wangji had no choice but to skip the theory and start teaching fingering.

"Right hand, wipe, pick, hook..."

"'Tick', so?"

Lan Zhan held his hand and corrected, "That's it."

He stood beside him, very close, the cold fragrance of white sandalwood drilled into his nostrils, making people feel refreshed.Wei Wuxian took a breath tremblingly, feeling a little emotional: After changing homes, "Wei Wuxian" obviously took on more and more "Gusu breath" on his body, his morning and evening practice never stopped, and his daily life was also better than before. Pay more attention.It seems that Lan Zhan has taken good care of him, and Wei Wuxian is very satisfied.

"Wei Ying?"

Hearing the reminder, Wei Wuxian realized that he had been in a daze for a long time.He pulled back his thoughts, concentrated on the strings of his fingertips, and while flicking them casually, he couldn't help but sneak a look at the profile of "myself".

"Hey, Lan Zhan, tell me, don't I have a handsome face? Why didn't I realize that I was so good-looking before? Hahaha..."

"Wei Wuxian" his eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Concentrate."

"It's a combination of work and rest."

It is indeed a combination of work and rest, but the time of "leisure" is longer than that of "work".Thanks to "Hanguang-jun"'s solid foundation, after a day, although the technique is still quite jerky, he can barely hear the tone.

In the next few days, Lan Zhan didn't go to Zangshu Pavilion to look up the classics, but instead stayed in the quiet room to teach Wei Wuxian the piano hand in hand.It's strange to say that the luthier that Uncle Jiang hired tried his best but couldn't make him sit in front of the piano for more than half a stick of incense. Now it's not so boring to study for a day.

Lan Zhan must be teaching well, Wei Wuxian thought happily.

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In addition to the routine exams, the Lan family will also hold two big exams every year, covering everything from etiquette regulations to riding, archery and swordsmanship.If it's just an extremely difficult exam, it's fine, it's still very important that this exam is partial to students-whether it's a student with a different surname or a relative's child, as long as anyone who studies art in Gusu, the grade is not higher than B, he will not advance.Lan Wangji was the chief examiner of piano art.

At this time, not long after the drunken turmoil passed, the piano repairers were still worried about whether this year's assessment would go smoothly. Seeing that "Hanguang-jun" was lifted as scheduled, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can't I get a full grade A?"

"No."

"What about B? B can always do it!"

"Neither."

"But what if I make a wrong judgment? This is a life-and-death exam, and if something goes wrong, you can't be punished—"

As if sensing that someone was outside the door, the conversation was cut off here.Lan Sizhui froze, he had no intention of eavesdropping, but the content of the conversation made him forget to knock on the door.Footsteps approached, and "Wei Wuxian" walked out.

"What's the matter?"

"I—Senior Wei," Lan Sizhui said with a tense expression, "I'll invite Hanguang-Jun. The piano room has already been prepared, and we can start at any time."

"Hanguang-jun" stuck his head out upon hearing the sound, and sighed resignedly, "Let's go." He straightened his clothes and came out holding the qin, with a death-defying expression, as if he was going to take an exam instead of an invigilator.

The two, one in front of the other, walked towards the piano room in silence, each with their own concerns.The longer he walked, the heavier Lan Sizhui's footsteps became, and in the end, he couldn't move a single step.

"how?"

"Go to the piano room, it's closer to take the road just now."

Wei Wuxian was absent-minded, he just thought that he had taken the wrong road for a while, turned around and turned back with an "oh", and at this moment, a trembling call came from behind:

"Wei, Senior Wei?"

Wei Wuxian turned his head subconsciously, and as soon as he moved, four large characters exploded in his mind-something is not good.

"HanGuang-Jun" has a gray face, and Lan Sizhui is not much better.He took several deep breaths before he persisted in not fainting, but the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed by copying the family instructions ten times. "You... are you really Senior Wei?"

Wei Wuxian has been asked this question by countless people on countless occasions, but never has he been as guilty as today.He cleared his throat, scratched his neck again, thought for a while, and said embarrassingly, "...almost."

Yes, yes, no, no, what is almost?

Lan Sizhui opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened his mouth again, the complexity of his mood really couldn't be described in words. The various anomalies of "Hanguang-jun" have long been noticed by people: the tragic howling in the quiet room, Mr. Lan's early exit, Zewu-jun's frowning, Jiang Zongzhu's special visit... Rarely, there are people who are "not to be behind the scenes" The family motto of "Right and Wrong" comes first, and various rumors are still heard, and the best version is "Hanguang Jun has gone mad".Now all the truth is revealed, Hanguang-jun is not crazy, Hanguang-jun just turned into Wei Wuxian!Thinking of this, Lan Sizhui couldn't figure out whether he should weep with joy or weep bitterly.

"That... SiZhui, this explanation is more complicated, there are still people over there in the piano room."

This sentence was like a life-saving straw, pulling him out of the vortex of madness.Lan Sizhui was dizzy and answered twice, and hurriedly led the way. "Hanguang—Senior Wei, this way please." He abruptly corrected the address, which was extremely awkward.

"Hmm...in front of other people, let's call him 'Hanguang-jun'. Zewu-jun doesn't want to make it public yet."

"Yes, Hanguang—uh, Wei—uh, senior Hanguang."

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In the piano room, Lan Zhan had been waiting for a long time.

After Lan Sizhui and Wei Wuxian left, he was still worried, so he came secretly and hid in the house, but what he didn't expect was that "Wei Wuxian" had already been waiting for a long time, and "Hanguang" who should have been there earlier "Your Majesty" has not been seen for a long time.Seeing that the time was approaching, the door of the piano room was always closed, and the piano repairers waiting for the exam gathered at the door in panic, neither daring to enter nor to leave.

"Come here! Hanguang-jun is here!"

Like sparks igniting a haystack, the anxiety accumulated on everyone's faces was instantly swept away.

"Sorry everyone, I'm a little late, let's start right away." "HanGuang-Jun" first greeted them kindly, pushed open the door of the piano room, waved to Lan SiZhui, and quickly hid in.

Everyone's relaxed expressions suddenly stiffened again.Lan Sizhui looked embarrassed, but he had no choice but to follow in.

"Senior Wei—"

"Wei Ying—"

As soon as the door was closed, two low calls sounded at the same time.Lan Sizhui raised his head when he heard the sound, he was impartial, and met the gaze of "Wei Wuxian".

Regardless of whether it is Hun or She, Lan Sizhui, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian, the three of them gathered in a small piano room at a strange time.

Wei Wuxian had a headache, when did he become so popular?Will Lan Zhan be angry if he finds out that he told Lan Sizhui?

Lan Zhan was very vigilant, did Lan Sizhui hear what he just said? How should he explain the appearance of "Wei Ying" here?

Lan Sizhui was very embarrassed, since the house of "HanGuang-Jun" was taken by Senior Wei, there is no doubt that "Senior Wei" in front of him must be HanGuang-Jun.He knows what he shouldn't know, should he pretend to be deaf or dumb, or just point it out?

The three of them stared at each other for a long time, none of them dared to be the first to vent their anger.After holding back for a long while, Lan Sizhui was the first to hold back: "Hanguang-jun, Senior Wei, I... I'll take my leave first." After speaking, it didn't matter who was who, and turned to "Hanguang-jun" and "Wei-jun." Wu Xian" each bowed in the direction and escaped.

"Wei Wuxian" watched him leave, and turned to "Hanguang-jun".That look clearly asked: What's going on?

"I figured it out myself." Wei Wuxian said helplessly, "I told him not to tell, but this matter will be revealed sooner or later." Lan Zhan was silent.Wei Wuxian didn't force him to make a decision now, and asked about another matter instead. "How did you come?"

"Help you." Lan Zhan said simply.

Wei Wuxian was stunned for a moment by these two words, and then he burst into joy. "Haha, Lan Zhan, I knew it! You won't ignore me, will you? You've made me worry for so long, how can you help me?"

"Listen first, if you're not sure, look at me."

"Looking at you?" he asked puzzled.Wei Wuxian looked left and right, looked around for a week and found no place to hide in the piano room, "Didn't you say that Lao Lan's exam does not allow outsiders to be present? What do I think of you?"

Lan Zhan didn't make a sound, took two steps back and turned around.The black clothes were swaying, and in the blink of an eye, "Wei Wuxian" was already sitting on the beam of the house.

"That's it." He said solemnly.

Stunning!

It's amazing!

Wei Wuxian was amazed by this nimble bodywork—as expected of Hanguang-Jun, the shining pearl of the world, even turning over his body, he can reveal the air of a gentleman!

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With the seamless cooperation of "Hanguang Lord" and "Yiling Patriarch", the day's piano art assessment passed without any risk.But there are no big things, there are a lot of small things.Several piano repairers said that when "Hanguang Jun" was examining their piano skills, he would often stare at the top of their heads with a silly smile, which was very scary.

Lan Jingyi was very angry when she heard about it, saying that they spread rumors and made troubles to slander the elders, and they couldn't stand the fight, so they had a fight, and they were all fined to copy the house rules.Lan Sizhui was as calm as ever, but since that day, whenever he met Hanguang-Jun or Senior Wei, he became dazed and at a loss.Jingyi was puzzled, but once he asked, Lan Sizhui would quickly prevaricate him with "Qinghe Three Answers":

"I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know."