There are three children in Kaifeng

"get up!"

Ding San rubbed his ears, felt the sound of mosquitoes, turned over impatiently, and continued to play cards with Duke Zhou.

"Get up!" Bai Yutang grabbed Ding San by the ear and lifted her up from the bed.

"Ouch!" Being suddenly lifted out of the blanket, Ding San was sobered up by the cold, and opened his eyes in a daze to see that Bai Yutang was staring at him with his arms folded.

"Fifth Master got up early." Ding San rubbed his eyes, squinted to look at the sun, it seemed very early.

"You big-headed ghost, how can you sleep so well?" Bai Yutang and Ding San went to bed early yesterday, and early this morning, he was still waiting for Ding San to wash his face, so she couldn't get up , it turned out that he had prepared his face wash and water earlier.

"Don't you sons and brothers always have to go to bed to get up..." Ding San muttered while hooking his shoes.Ding San's feet are fair and small, with pink toes and belly, Bai Yutang looks a bit wrong, so delicate...

"Fifth Master?" Ding San waved his hand in front of Bai Yutang's eyes, wondering why he was so dazed there, Bai Yutang blushed, and said hesitantly: "Who said, I have to get up early to practice at this time every day."

"You're so good that you still need to practice?" Ding San was a little surprised, firstly, he didn't expect Bai Yutang to get up so early, and secondly, he didn't expect that a hero would have to smell the chicken and dance.

"Nonsense, I'm not a god. I don't practice kung fu." Bai Yutang despised Ding San's ignorance. He pointed to the table, "Early. Remember to get up early tomorrow to serve the master! Otherwise, the master will not tell anything. you!"

Ding San is small in stature, and the long sleeves of her school uniform don't fit her well. It feels like she's put in a cover, which makes her even more petite.After eating breakfast, she tied up her hair and was about to go out, but Bai Yutang stopped her, "Are you going to class like this?"

Ding San looked at her clothes, they were school uniforms right, the way she wore them was the same as Bai Yutang's, she looked at Bai Yutang wonderingly, "What's wrong?"

Bai Yutang pointed to her head, "You don't tie your hair up?" Points will be deducted for bad appearance.

This is short for Ding San, she doesn't know how to tie her hair.Bai Yutang was a little unbelievable when he saw that she was dawdling with a distressed expression on her face, "You don't know how to tie your hair?" Ding San nodded. "How did you grow so big?!" Bai Yutang was angry.

"You don't need to tie your hair to be a beggar." Ding San felt a little guilty, it had nothing to do with whether she was a beggar before, she was purely clumsy.

Hearing what she said, Bai Yutang felt a little embarrassed. He had learned from the side that Ding San's career was indeed a bit low-level before he came to Kaifeng Mansion, and it was reasonable that he didn't know how to tie his hair.But it was almost time for morning class... Bai Yutang sighed, and gave her a hard look, "Come here!"

"What?" Ding San didn't know what Bai Yutang was going to do angrily, he backed away a little nervously, ready to run away at any time.

"Bundle your hair!" Bai Yutang's lungs were about to explode, the dignified Fifth Master Bai now had to serve people, and the most important thing was that he didn't appreciate it.Ding San was a little surprised when he heard that Bai Yutang wanted to help her tie her hair, so he happily moved a bench and sat in front of Bai Yutang, waiting for Master Wu to serve him.

"Hiss, fifth master, can you be gentle..." Ding San's brain hurts from being grabbed by Bai Yutang.

"No!" Bai Yutang violently untied Ding San's hair tie.Ding San's hair is not long, only about an inch past her shoulders. Bai Yutang tied her hair up high, revealing her slender and fair neck. It was cooler in the morning, and Ding San's small earlobes were slightly red from the cold, like sunlight The two cherries below are plump and ruddy.Bai Yutang suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and the hair in his palm was really soft...

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In the morning class, Ding San understood why Shen Kuo suggested that they should go around when they saw Wang Jing.The reason is simple - quite strong!Wang Jing was as strong as a bear. Not only was he tall, but he was also tall, and he had to walk sideways with his sleeves flapped when he walked.His face was full of flesh, and his smile was more ferocious than the stone lions at the entrance of the academy, and his speech was like roaring, "Laozi, uncle" was full of swear words.If his father hadn't begged the emperor, the emperor would never have let him go to school.

Ding San and Bai Yutang came earlier, and when they arrived at the classroom, someone was already there. Shen Kuo chatted with a very elegant-looking student, seeing Ding San and Bai Yutang enter the classroom , greeted each other, and introduced each other. The Confucian scholar was Li Hao, the son of the Minister of War.

Furong and Pang Feiyan came here together. Princess Furong is very beautiful, with big eyes and long eyelashes, and a straight nose. She looks quiet, but there is a stubbornness in her eyes. She and Pang Feiyan have a good temper. Personally, I feel sorry for each other.

The last one to enter the class was Chen Xiuxiu, who had actually been here a long time ago, and had been chatting with Wang Jing at the door. Shen Kuo glanced at Wang Jing who was sitting at the door, and complained to Ding San, saying that Wang Jing's feet were very smelly. , and talked about nasty jokes all night.

Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, Chen Xiuxiu began to roll the name for the teacher, and after the roll call, everyone began to read early.

Ding San has no interest in morning reading, but is just trying to resist sleepiness, holding her chin and looking at the inexplicable classical Chinese texts. What bothers her the most is the short table in front of her. The desks in the classroom are like this, and she has to sit cross-legged. Ding San's calf twisted when he was sitting.Bai Yutang was sitting next to Ding San, and there was an aisle between the two of them, but he could sit still, holding a book in his hand, and watching quietly.Ding San raised his eyebrows, not to mention, the white mouse looked pretty while reading quietly.So she simply dropped the book and concentrated on looking at the quiet and beautiful mouse to spend this excruciating time.

Wang Jing and Chen Xiuxiu were chatting like cross talk, Pang Feiyan was talking and laughing with Fu Rong, Shen Kuo was concentrating on tinkering with his little compass, only Li Hao was really reading in the morning, shaking his head very much. Be energetic.

"Dangdangdang." The class bell rang, and an elegant man hugged the piano, entered the class, sat cross-legged in front of the teacher's short table, and introduced himself, "I'm Cheng Yue, the teacher of your rhythm class."

"Hello, Teacher Cheng." Everyone also greeted the teacher. Wang Jing himself sneered at the matter of reading, and the rhythm was even worse, but he restrained himself when he saw the teacher coming in, and sat with a guqin in his face.

Teacher Cheng nodded and smiled slightly, "This is the first lesson, and I'm not very familiar with everyone, why don't you play a song each, and I'll see everyone's background."

Ding San was dumbfounded when she heard it. Yesterday Bai Yutang only taught her the most basic knowledge about the guqin. She had never even touched the guqin. She only touched the guqin for the first time in class this morning. She thought the teacher was just explaining some theory and then practicing it. Unexpectedly, Teacher Cheng dashed her hopes from the very beginning.She glanced at Bai Yutang sadly, Bai Yutang was still brooding about serving her in the morning, now she gloated and turned his face away from her.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, five of the eight students finished playing. Teacher Cheng was very satisfied with the piano skills of the first five students.Only Wang Jing, Ding San and Fu Rong were left without playing.

When it was Wang Jing's turn, Wang Jing spread his paws, expressing that he knew nothing about rhythm and could do nothing. Teacher Cheng was not angry, but told him in a good temper that he would teach him in the future.Seeing this, Ding San somewhat relieved the pressure in his heart, at worst he was just like a stupid bear.When it was Furong's turn, Furong played the piano like a princess.

Ding San didn't know much about the piano, but she always had a bleak flavor when listening to Furong's piano. She felt that the player who played the piano had a touch of literary style, which made Ding San's heart flutter.At the end of the song, Teacher Cheng sighed faintly, "Hu Jia has eighteen beats, euphemistic and sad, the pain of homesickness, tearing the liver and intestines."

Fu Rong put her hands down from the strings, sat upright again, glanced at Cheng Yue, and smiled sadly, "Teacher's absurd praise."

Feiyan was so moved by Furong's piano sound, the others also applauded Furong's exquisite piano skills. After Li Hao glanced at Furong, he went to study the piano score on his own.

Finally, it was Ding San's turn. Just when Ding San was about to tell the teacher that he couldn't, who knew that his fingers touched the strings by accident. For some reason, Ding San always felt that he could play, and when he thought about it, The fingers actually pluck the strings.Bai Yutang looked at Ding San in surprise. He only taught her fingering and basic common sense yesterday. Could it be that she is a genius?

Ding San felt that his subconscious mind was controlling his body, and the sound of the piano slowly flowed out from his fingertips.She didn't know what she was playing, and she didn't know what she was thinking, she just relaxed her body and let her subconscious mind dominate.While playing, I just feel clear in my heart and have indescribable joy.After the song, she felt a lot lighter in her whole body.

"Student Ding, what piece are you playing?" Cheng Yue looked at Ding San in surprise. His piano skills were considered superb, but he had never heard such an exquisite piece. An elegant, unrestrained style.

"Uh... I don't know." Ding San was telling the truth, she really didn't know what was going on.

"Where did Na Ding learn from?" Cheng Yue continued to ask without giving up.

"I don't know." Ding San himself didn't believe what he said, no one taught him, he learned without a teacher, it doesn't seem like we are like this, but it is indeed the truth.

"Oh." Cheng Yue thought that she was studying under some expert who didn't want to be known, so he didn't ask any more questions.He looked around at the students, "All the students have a good foundation, only Wang Jing is slightly inferior. How about it, the other students can leave get out of class, and I will teach Wang Jing the basic fingering of the guqin first."

"Oh yeah~" Ding San secretly clenched her fist a few times, she didn't expect that get out of class was over so early, her legs were numb.Shen Kuo chattered and moved to the side of Ding San, asking where to go for a walk, Pang Feiyan dragged Furong to go for a walk in the yard, and Li Hao walked away quietly with the music score in his hands.Wang Jing was sadly left behind to make up lessons and couldn't go anywhere, he was so angry, if his father hadn't forced him to come to this dilapidated academy, he would have gone for a walk with the birds long ago, and he wouldn't have suffered this!He took a look at Chen Xiuxiu who was packing up the piano score and was about to leave class. After receiving the threatening look from Wang Jing, Chen Xiuxiu hurriedly sat down again with a smile and accompanied him to make up lessons.

As soon as he left the classroom, Shen Kuo began to gossip like a little sparrow, "Do you know? Teacher Cheng was originally from the Liao Dynasty, and he was displaced to the Song Dynasty because of the war. Fortunately, there is no war at the border, otherwise how many people I have to leave my hometown again..."

Ding San didn't listen to Shen Kuo's words at all, she raised her hands and looked at her fingertips with a lot of thoughts.Seeing her like this, Bai Yutang asked curiously, "Do you know how to play the piano?"

"I...won't." Ding San said dully.

"You don't know, so it was a ghost bombing just now?" Bai Yutang frowned and felt a little strange. The anxiety she seemed to ask her for advice last night didn't seem fake.

"Do you believe in the memory of the body? I think it has something to do with my life experience."

The author has something to say: The days of living with mice...

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