Epigenetic
Chapter 50 Tempered
He and Jiao Cong took the goods to Yuzhou Street, and Uncle Shen had already set up a stall diligently.
Uncle Shen’s pancake stand and Jiao’s milk shop officially merged yesterday, and Zhu Weixing even changed the bright tinfoil-colored signboard on purpose.Coincidentally, Uncle Shen's name also contains a "dragon", so it was directly changed to "Dragon Dragon Breakfast Shop", which is loud and easy to remember.
At the beginning, I don’t expect to make a lot of money immediately. Doing business requires patience, and seeing the crowd applaud after eating Uncle Shen’s hand-held pancakes, it is only a matter of time before it prospers. I wish MSI confidence.
I packed a copy and wanted to keep it for someone, but I didn't see him appear after waiting all morning, so Zhu Weixing gave it to myself for lunch.
In the afternoon, he rode his new bright silver women's car to school, and received some small looks, all of which were ignored by Zhu Weixing.The first thing to do when entering the school is to find Ma Qing, and by the way, ask the well-informed Xin Manman about Fu Wei's former department.
Xin Manman lived up to the entrustment and quickly gave an enthusiastic reply.Fu Wei submitted an application for transfer at the end of last semester to study abroad.After the school approved it, there was no news.
Zhu Weixing went to the Ma Qing class, but he didn't see anyone until the class was about to start. He went again the next day, and it was the same, and it was the same on the third and fourth day.I asked their classmates in musicology, and after asking around, they all said that they didn't know this person. They didn't get a definite answer until they asked their assistant class. He said that Ma Qing was ill again and would not come to school for a few days.
Sick again?
Been sick before?
That's right, depending on his condition, he is probably mentally ill. Could this relapse have something to do with the conversation that day?
Zhu Weixing politely inquired about Ma Qing's background information.He has a beautiful appearance, outstanding temperament, polite conversation, and is very popular.The deputy class knew everything.
According to his recollection, Ma Qing was elusive in class, and his work-study program was always anticlimactic. He was really sick before and had to leave school for a while, but he disappeared only two days after he came back.As for being bullied, I haven't heard of it. There are few boys in the school, and [-]% of the living people are in the piano room, and the men's dormitory is a little noisy at night. Who has the time to bully him?
This does not prove that his words and deeds are all false, Zhu Weixing guessed, maybe there is, but it is not as grand as Ma Qing said, and most of them are secretly crowding out and bullying.
However, Ma Qing's clues were interrupted.
Zhu Weixing sent him a WeChat message with "Cat", but he didn't reply, and the world disappeared.
And in the early hours of that night, MSI Zhu received another strange message, this time it was a text message.
"Liangliang, I'm so envious to see how happy you are every day."
I wish MSI a tight heart.
The number segment is very short, and it is an unusual mobile phone number. I wish MSI called back and got a strange busy tone.
The person who came was nameless, but judging from the somewhat sad and lonely tone, it looked like 【Domineering】.The WeChat ID has been deleted by Jiang Yi, so can I only use text messages?
Ghosts can't steal a WeChat ID?
After inferring the logic of the front and back, it seems more and more like someone who has a new or old grudge with me obtained Fu Wei's past account through some means, and then sent himself those few messages that were mysterious, in an attempt to create confusion and cause panic.The most suspected person is naturally Ma Qing.
I wish MSI did not return.
At the same time the next day, the message came again.
"Liangliang, have you forgotten me? But I think about you and look at you every day."
In the early morning of the third day, the third message was delivered on time.
"Liangliang, don't try to get rid of me."
Zhu Weixing was lying on the bed at that time, looking at the dark room, feeling the coolness coming from the phone, and vines crawling all over his body.
The drowsy night made Zhu Weixing sluggish, and he almost ran into Aunt Jiao when he went out in a daze.
Aunt Jiao helped him, and worriedly asked MSI if she was too busy doing business and tired.
Zhu Weixing hurriedly said that he was just thinking about things and didn't pay attention to the way, so he changed the subject and asked why Aunt Jiao came.
Aunt Jiao showed Zhu Weixing a stack of silver foil paper in her hand: "Your grandma said that the family has run out, so let me buy some."
I wish MSI doubts.Two days ago, I saw a lot of piles on the cabinets. Is this all used up?
"Yeah, all stacks are sold." Aunt Jiao was quite happy, "Not only are the old stacks sold out, but two stacks of new stacks have also been ordered. Some aunts and aunts are clumsy and can only rely on buying."
Zhu Weixing doesn't understand, it's neither Ching Ming nor Winter Solstice, why business is suddenly booming.
Speaking of this, Aunt Jiao couldn't laugh or cry, she pointed downstairs.
"It's not like the old lady of the Song family lives in the alley. Every time she comes back, the incense in the antelope will follow. Many aunts and aunts love her words. She says she wants to pray to Buddha, and she burns paper if she wants to burn paper. More than that It is paper money, joss sticks, and offerings must be passed in turn to seek good luck and avoid disaster."
Looking out with Aunt Jiao's hand, Zhu Weixing found that there were at least four or five pools of untreated yellow ashes lying on the ground as far as he could see, all of which fell from burning silver foil, and scattered in the alley along the cool wind, for no reason. Add a sense of foreboding and foreboding.And these things are all gathered in the middle of the narrow aisle of Building No. [-] and [-]. Under Zhuweixing's window, it is very directional.
If it is burned, it will be burned. Why are they all piled up here?
"Ms. Song said that in recent days, this area has been very cloudy."
Zhu Weixing frowned: "What?"
Aunt Jiao opened her mouth on the opposite balcony, and listened to him: "Mrs. Song doesn't like him very much. Every time she comes here, she keeps saying that the child's fate is too fierce. The small family can't bear it, and the big guys have to hang around. point."
"Do this if you don't like it?" Zhu Weixing's brows were furrowed, and his usual calm mood was filled with displeasure.With the appearance of the little bandit, you can say that he has a fierce face, a violent personality, and a violent and evil nature, but two or three sentences can label a normal person as a monster for no reason, and turn black and white out of nothing.Zhu Weixing deeply feels that in this world, there are some people who pretend to be gods and are used to playing tricks behind their backs, and those who act openly and simply are easy to be deceived by evil words, which is really absurd.
Without waiting for Aunt Jiao to say anything else, Zhu Weixing took a broom from home and went downstairs.
Shua Shua cleaned up all the rubbish left between the two buildings, and found a piece of chalk somewhere, leaving a few clear characters on the messy wall on the first floor.
Burning with open flames is prohibited, and offenders will be fined [-] yuan! ! !
I thought it wasn't prominent enough after I wrote it, so I circled it with the red one.
It took a long time to go upstairs with satisfaction after carefully checking for omissions and filling in vacancies. As soon as I walked to the door of the house, I saw a person leaning lazily on the balcony of the opposite building, smoking a cigarette while admiring the scenery, seeing Zhu Weixing smiling and squinting his eyes.
"Work early in the morning? Work hard." Jiang Yi glanced at the broom in his hand, and his voice became hoarse from just waking up.
"Clean up the dirty things." Zhu Weixing said.
Jiang Yi nodded to express his understanding. The bright sunlight in the morning fell on his three-dimensional facial features, dispelling the lingering gloom and fierceness, leaving only the pure beauty, the beauty like the hot sun, which made the eyes a little more Deep meaning, like a painting and a story, the picture is gorgeous, with wonderful succession and transformation, and a thousand-fold friendship, spread in front of Zhu Weixing in a few seconds, so gorgeous that you can't see it clearly.
Jiang Yi seemed to be looking at Zhu Weixing too, but the smoke rings he spit out quickly blurred his line of sight, and he vaguely shifted from people to the puddles of yellow and gray marks left downstairs.
"Today is also lively," Jiang Yi commented. Being treated as a snake, scorpion and beast, his tone was indifferent, but he could see that he was in a good mood by lightly tapping his finger on the railing.
"Because I'm bored." Zhu Weixing's tone was slightly raised, and his words were more humane than usual.When he entered the room, he stepped on his steps, but retreated in a second, leaving a cold "good morning" before returning to the room.
Jiang Yi's eyes followed behind him, and for a moment, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.
"Has a great temper..."
********
Zhu Weixing took a nap at the stall in a daze at noon, and went to class in a hurry. When he arrived in the classroom, Chen Zhou was dissatisfied and ignored him for the whole session.One minute before ringing the bell, he started to go back to class in a decent manner, and asked Zhu Weixing to play the "Gavotte Dance" that had been arranged for a week.
For more than a month since the start of school, Zhu MSI has been entangled in trivial matters every day, but he has not lost his basic skills in a single day.No matter how late you must go to the wasteland to report, you can't escape two to three hours of practice, and you can't leave the music and flute when you set up a stall.It made everyone in Yuzhou Street know that the little owner of the milk shop wanted to be a musician.
His flute head pronunciation has stabilized, and his muscle memory is also recovering, but his skills are still up and down. There is no shortcut for this, but hard practice.The advantage is that Zhu Weixing also found that he has a good understanding of the music, and he is familiar with the music scores, which saves a lot of trouble when playing.
But in the eyes of the critical Chen Zhou, he was still unsatisfactory everywhere, lacking energy, not having a long sound, and lacking strength in articulation. Teaching him would be a waste of time.
Zhu Weixing understands what he means, and he does not close the door when he is training him, and the students in the corridor between classes can all look at this scene, which can not only show the dedication of Teacher Chen, who gave up his rest to guide the students, but also makes Zhu Weixing, who is at a trash level, make a fool of himself in front of others , to discourage him.
Fortunately, MSI is accustomed to this harsh treatment. It is enough to be able to steal a teacher to the orthodox method. If you can't change the teacher, you can't find another one. You can learn as much as you want.
Under Chen Zhou's hypocritical gaze, Zhu Weixing slowly played the song "Gavote". Although the rhythm is monotonous and the technique is simple, he played it carefully and neatly. It is not easy to reach this range in just two months. In addition, it has a beautiful body and full of emotions, which gives people great visual enjoyment, and is not at all petty like a beginner.Not only Lu Xiaoai on one side gave him surprise praise, saying that he has made rapid progress, but also many passers-by outside the door gave him admiring eyes, which made Chen Zhou's plan come to nothing.
Teacher Chen held back for a long time and said "I have dealt with it, there is no inspiration" as the conclusion of the criticism, and punished Zhu Weixing to stay and play the song ten times before leaving, and then slammed the door and left.
Ten times will be ten times, to be able to occupy the small classroom in a fair and honest manner, Zhu Weixing is what I wish for, and after Lu Xiaoai left, Zhu Weixing took the trouble to practice.
Outside the window is brocade and flowers, and inside the window is clear and harmonious music. From the practice in the high sun to the twilight, Zhu Weixing is immersed in the music, without knowing where he is standing. In the eyes of many people, he has become A beautiful scene in the blue cloud scene.
After playing the last time, I heard light applause.
Zhu Weixing was taken aback, and looked up to see a person leaning against the door with a book between them, as if he had been listening for a long time.
"Teacher Xuan?" Zhu Weixing was surprised.
This person is Xuan Lang, Fugui's teacher who teaches Zhu Weixing Fugui's electronic music class.
Teacher Xuan smiled and praised: "You played very well, you played very well."
Zhu MSI is humble: "My foundation is poor and I am still practicing."
Teacher Xuan continued to laugh: "How long have you been studying?"
Zhu Weixing hesitated for a moment: "It used to be a bit basic, but it was interrupted in the middle, and now I have just worked hard for two months to pick it up again."
Teacher Xuan nodded: "It's good to know that it's good to work hard. It would be even better if I can work so hard in my class."
Zhu Weixing is a little embarrassed, knowing that his lack of enthusiasm for electronic music has been seen a bit: "I will..."
Seeing that the book Teacher Xuan put on the music stand is a Chopin etude, Zhu Weixing was surprised that he came to teach piano?
"Hmm," Teacher Xuan saw his doubts, found a chair and lazily slumped on it, and said, "Ms. Qin from the piano department is ill, and I will give him two lessons, both of which are evening lessons. I will often use this classroom in the future." .”
Substitute for a class?It seems that Teacher Xuan's piano is not ordinary.In fact, it is true that many electronic music masters have dabbled in various musical instruments.
I wish MSI admiration: "Teacher worked hard."
I was busy cleaning the flute and packing things for another 10 minutes, but Teacher Xuan didn't rush me, just watched it for 10 minutes.
Zhu Weixing turned his head a little uncomfortably.
Teacher Xuan's eyes were bent, and his expression was calm: "You seem to be someone I know."
These words were abrupt and abrupt, slightly inconsistent with Teacher Xuan's usual manner of speaking. If he had to change his identity and person, he was afraid that it would cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.But Zhu Weixing found that the teacher's eyes were full of sincerity, even with momentary sadness and nostalgia.
"Teacher's friend?" Zhu Weixing couldn't help asking.
"Not counting..." Teacher Xuan shook his head, and then smiled to himself, with some self-deprecating and regretful, "Actually, they are not very similar, they look completely different. I was dazzled, and I apologize to Zhu."
With his lost tone, Zhu Weixing didn't know how to communicate, and he couldn't move forward or retreat with the flute case.
It was Xuan Lang himself who quickly relieved the embarrassment, propped his head, and returned to his usual idle appearance in a blink of an eye, tapped on Zhu Weixing's musical instruments, and sincerely praised, "The skills and basic skills are lacking, but the sense of music and rhythm is unexpectedly good. You understand the music very well, which surprised me. Fortunately, the flute is not like the piano and other strings. It doesn’t take ten years to achieve results. The return of the flute is very fast. If you have the heart, it doesn’t take much time. You should be able to catch up with most people Progress, surpassing them is not impossible."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Your vibrato needs to be strengthened, and your lung capacity is obviously insufficient. If you have time, do more aerobic exercise, such as running or swimming."
Zhu Weixing has always been ridiculed and underestimated since he picked up his skills, and only a small fan of Longlong gave him encouragement and called him every day.Now hearing such guidance and affirmation from professionals is like a shot in the arm.
"Thank you, Teacher Xuan." Zhu Weixing said sincerely.
Xuan Lang watched the students leave with a smile, and didn't look back when he walked a long way.
After a while, he suddenly became poetic, and murmured a few words to the empty room: "White clouds are still scattered, and the moon will fall on whose house."
Uncle Shen’s pancake stand and Jiao’s milk shop officially merged yesterday, and Zhu Weixing even changed the bright tinfoil-colored signboard on purpose.Coincidentally, Uncle Shen's name also contains a "dragon", so it was directly changed to "Dragon Dragon Breakfast Shop", which is loud and easy to remember.
At the beginning, I don’t expect to make a lot of money immediately. Doing business requires patience, and seeing the crowd applaud after eating Uncle Shen’s hand-held pancakes, it is only a matter of time before it prospers. I wish MSI confidence.
I packed a copy and wanted to keep it for someone, but I didn't see him appear after waiting all morning, so Zhu Weixing gave it to myself for lunch.
In the afternoon, he rode his new bright silver women's car to school, and received some small looks, all of which were ignored by Zhu Weixing.The first thing to do when entering the school is to find Ma Qing, and by the way, ask the well-informed Xin Manman about Fu Wei's former department.
Xin Manman lived up to the entrustment and quickly gave an enthusiastic reply.Fu Wei submitted an application for transfer at the end of last semester to study abroad.After the school approved it, there was no news.
Zhu Weixing went to the Ma Qing class, but he didn't see anyone until the class was about to start. He went again the next day, and it was the same, and it was the same on the third and fourth day.I asked their classmates in musicology, and after asking around, they all said that they didn't know this person. They didn't get a definite answer until they asked their assistant class. He said that Ma Qing was ill again and would not come to school for a few days.
Sick again?
Been sick before?
That's right, depending on his condition, he is probably mentally ill. Could this relapse have something to do with the conversation that day?
Zhu Weixing politely inquired about Ma Qing's background information.He has a beautiful appearance, outstanding temperament, polite conversation, and is very popular.The deputy class knew everything.
According to his recollection, Ma Qing was elusive in class, and his work-study program was always anticlimactic. He was really sick before and had to leave school for a while, but he disappeared only two days after he came back.As for being bullied, I haven't heard of it. There are few boys in the school, and [-]% of the living people are in the piano room, and the men's dormitory is a little noisy at night. Who has the time to bully him?
This does not prove that his words and deeds are all false, Zhu Weixing guessed, maybe there is, but it is not as grand as Ma Qing said, and most of them are secretly crowding out and bullying.
However, Ma Qing's clues were interrupted.
Zhu Weixing sent him a WeChat message with "Cat", but he didn't reply, and the world disappeared.
And in the early hours of that night, MSI Zhu received another strange message, this time it was a text message.
"Liangliang, I'm so envious to see how happy you are every day."
I wish MSI a tight heart.
The number segment is very short, and it is an unusual mobile phone number. I wish MSI called back and got a strange busy tone.
The person who came was nameless, but judging from the somewhat sad and lonely tone, it looked like 【Domineering】.The WeChat ID has been deleted by Jiang Yi, so can I only use text messages?
Ghosts can't steal a WeChat ID?
After inferring the logic of the front and back, it seems more and more like someone who has a new or old grudge with me obtained Fu Wei's past account through some means, and then sent himself those few messages that were mysterious, in an attempt to create confusion and cause panic.The most suspected person is naturally Ma Qing.
I wish MSI did not return.
At the same time the next day, the message came again.
"Liangliang, have you forgotten me? But I think about you and look at you every day."
In the early morning of the third day, the third message was delivered on time.
"Liangliang, don't try to get rid of me."
Zhu Weixing was lying on the bed at that time, looking at the dark room, feeling the coolness coming from the phone, and vines crawling all over his body.
The drowsy night made Zhu Weixing sluggish, and he almost ran into Aunt Jiao when he went out in a daze.
Aunt Jiao helped him, and worriedly asked MSI if she was too busy doing business and tired.
Zhu Weixing hurriedly said that he was just thinking about things and didn't pay attention to the way, so he changed the subject and asked why Aunt Jiao came.
Aunt Jiao showed Zhu Weixing a stack of silver foil paper in her hand: "Your grandma said that the family has run out, so let me buy some."
I wish MSI doubts.Two days ago, I saw a lot of piles on the cabinets. Is this all used up?
"Yeah, all stacks are sold." Aunt Jiao was quite happy, "Not only are the old stacks sold out, but two stacks of new stacks have also been ordered. Some aunts and aunts are clumsy and can only rely on buying."
Zhu Weixing doesn't understand, it's neither Ching Ming nor Winter Solstice, why business is suddenly booming.
Speaking of this, Aunt Jiao couldn't laugh or cry, she pointed downstairs.
"It's not like the old lady of the Song family lives in the alley. Every time she comes back, the incense in the antelope will follow. Many aunts and aunts love her words. She says she wants to pray to Buddha, and she burns paper if she wants to burn paper. More than that It is paper money, joss sticks, and offerings must be passed in turn to seek good luck and avoid disaster."
Looking out with Aunt Jiao's hand, Zhu Weixing found that there were at least four or five pools of untreated yellow ashes lying on the ground as far as he could see, all of which fell from burning silver foil, and scattered in the alley along the cool wind, for no reason. Add a sense of foreboding and foreboding.And these things are all gathered in the middle of the narrow aisle of Building No. [-] and [-]. Under Zhuweixing's window, it is very directional.
If it is burned, it will be burned. Why are they all piled up here?
"Ms. Song said that in recent days, this area has been very cloudy."
Zhu Weixing frowned: "What?"
Aunt Jiao opened her mouth on the opposite balcony, and listened to him: "Mrs. Song doesn't like him very much. Every time she comes here, she keeps saying that the child's fate is too fierce. The small family can't bear it, and the big guys have to hang around. point."
"Do this if you don't like it?" Zhu Weixing's brows were furrowed, and his usual calm mood was filled with displeasure.With the appearance of the little bandit, you can say that he has a fierce face, a violent personality, and a violent and evil nature, but two or three sentences can label a normal person as a monster for no reason, and turn black and white out of nothing.Zhu Weixing deeply feels that in this world, there are some people who pretend to be gods and are used to playing tricks behind their backs, and those who act openly and simply are easy to be deceived by evil words, which is really absurd.
Without waiting for Aunt Jiao to say anything else, Zhu Weixing took a broom from home and went downstairs.
Shua Shua cleaned up all the rubbish left between the two buildings, and found a piece of chalk somewhere, leaving a few clear characters on the messy wall on the first floor.
Burning with open flames is prohibited, and offenders will be fined [-] yuan! ! !
I thought it wasn't prominent enough after I wrote it, so I circled it with the red one.
It took a long time to go upstairs with satisfaction after carefully checking for omissions and filling in vacancies. As soon as I walked to the door of the house, I saw a person leaning lazily on the balcony of the opposite building, smoking a cigarette while admiring the scenery, seeing Zhu Weixing smiling and squinting his eyes.
"Work early in the morning? Work hard." Jiang Yi glanced at the broom in his hand, and his voice became hoarse from just waking up.
"Clean up the dirty things." Zhu Weixing said.
Jiang Yi nodded to express his understanding. The bright sunlight in the morning fell on his three-dimensional facial features, dispelling the lingering gloom and fierceness, leaving only the pure beauty, the beauty like the hot sun, which made the eyes a little more Deep meaning, like a painting and a story, the picture is gorgeous, with wonderful succession and transformation, and a thousand-fold friendship, spread in front of Zhu Weixing in a few seconds, so gorgeous that you can't see it clearly.
Jiang Yi seemed to be looking at Zhu Weixing too, but the smoke rings he spit out quickly blurred his line of sight, and he vaguely shifted from people to the puddles of yellow and gray marks left downstairs.
"Today is also lively," Jiang Yi commented. Being treated as a snake, scorpion and beast, his tone was indifferent, but he could see that he was in a good mood by lightly tapping his finger on the railing.
"Because I'm bored." Zhu Weixing's tone was slightly raised, and his words were more humane than usual.When he entered the room, he stepped on his steps, but retreated in a second, leaving a cold "good morning" before returning to the room.
Jiang Yi's eyes followed behind him, and for a moment, he couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.
"Has a great temper..."
********
Zhu Weixing took a nap at the stall in a daze at noon, and went to class in a hurry. When he arrived in the classroom, Chen Zhou was dissatisfied and ignored him for the whole session.One minute before ringing the bell, he started to go back to class in a decent manner, and asked Zhu Weixing to play the "Gavotte Dance" that had been arranged for a week.
For more than a month since the start of school, Zhu MSI has been entangled in trivial matters every day, but he has not lost his basic skills in a single day.No matter how late you must go to the wasteland to report, you can't escape two to three hours of practice, and you can't leave the music and flute when you set up a stall.It made everyone in Yuzhou Street know that the little owner of the milk shop wanted to be a musician.
His flute head pronunciation has stabilized, and his muscle memory is also recovering, but his skills are still up and down. There is no shortcut for this, but hard practice.The advantage is that Zhu Weixing also found that he has a good understanding of the music, and he is familiar with the music scores, which saves a lot of trouble when playing.
But in the eyes of the critical Chen Zhou, he was still unsatisfactory everywhere, lacking energy, not having a long sound, and lacking strength in articulation. Teaching him would be a waste of time.
Zhu Weixing understands what he means, and he does not close the door when he is training him, and the students in the corridor between classes can all look at this scene, which can not only show the dedication of Teacher Chen, who gave up his rest to guide the students, but also makes Zhu Weixing, who is at a trash level, make a fool of himself in front of others , to discourage him.
Fortunately, MSI is accustomed to this harsh treatment. It is enough to be able to steal a teacher to the orthodox method. If you can't change the teacher, you can't find another one. You can learn as much as you want.
Under Chen Zhou's hypocritical gaze, Zhu Weixing slowly played the song "Gavote". Although the rhythm is monotonous and the technique is simple, he played it carefully and neatly. It is not easy to reach this range in just two months. In addition, it has a beautiful body and full of emotions, which gives people great visual enjoyment, and is not at all petty like a beginner.Not only Lu Xiaoai on one side gave him surprise praise, saying that he has made rapid progress, but also many passers-by outside the door gave him admiring eyes, which made Chen Zhou's plan come to nothing.
Teacher Chen held back for a long time and said "I have dealt with it, there is no inspiration" as the conclusion of the criticism, and punished Zhu Weixing to stay and play the song ten times before leaving, and then slammed the door and left.
Ten times will be ten times, to be able to occupy the small classroom in a fair and honest manner, Zhu Weixing is what I wish for, and after Lu Xiaoai left, Zhu Weixing took the trouble to practice.
Outside the window is brocade and flowers, and inside the window is clear and harmonious music. From the practice in the high sun to the twilight, Zhu Weixing is immersed in the music, without knowing where he is standing. In the eyes of many people, he has become A beautiful scene in the blue cloud scene.
After playing the last time, I heard light applause.
Zhu Weixing was taken aback, and looked up to see a person leaning against the door with a book between them, as if he had been listening for a long time.
"Teacher Xuan?" Zhu Weixing was surprised.
This person is Xuan Lang, Fugui's teacher who teaches Zhu Weixing Fugui's electronic music class.
Teacher Xuan smiled and praised: "You played very well, you played very well."
Zhu MSI is humble: "My foundation is poor and I am still practicing."
Teacher Xuan continued to laugh: "How long have you been studying?"
Zhu Weixing hesitated for a moment: "It used to be a bit basic, but it was interrupted in the middle, and now I have just worked hard for two months to pick it up again."
Teacher Xuan nodded: "It's good to know that it's good to work hard. It would be even better if I can work so hard in my class."
Zhu Weixing is a little embarrassed, knowing that his lack of enthusiasm for electronic music has been seen a bit: "I will..."
Seeing that the book Teacher Xuan put on the music stand is a Chopin etude, Zhu Weixing was surprised that he came to teach piano?
"Hmm," Teacher Xuan saw his doubts, found a chair and lazily slumped on it, and said, "Ms. Qin from the piano department is ill, and I will give him two lessons, both of which are evening lessons. I will often use this classroom in the future." .”
Substitute for a class?It seems that Teacher Xuan's piano is not ordinary.In fact, it is true that many electronic music masters have dabbled in various musical instruments.
I wish MSI admiration: "Teacher worked hard."
I was busy cleaning the flute and packing things for another 10 minutes, but Teacher Xuan didn't rush me, just watched it for 10 minutes.
Zhu Weixing turned his head a little uncomfortably.
Teacher Xuan's eyes were bent, and his expression was calm: "You seem to be someone I know."
These words were abrupt and abrupt, slightly inconsistent with Teacher Xuan's usual manner of speaking. If he had to change his identity and person, he was afraid that it would cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.But Zhu Weixing found that the teacher's eyes were full of sincerity, even with momentary sadness and nostalgia.
"Teacher's friend?" Zhu Weixing couldn't help asking.
"Not counting..." Teacher Xuan shook his head, and then smiled to himself, with some self-deprecating and regretful, "Actually, they are not very similar, they look completely different. I was dazzled, and I apologize to Zhu."
With his lost tone, Zhu Weixing didn't know how to communicate, and he couldn't move forward or retreat with the flute case.
It was Xuan Lang himself who quickly relieved the embarrassment, propped his head, and returned to his usual idle appearance in a blink of an eye, tapped on Zhu Weixing's musical instruments, and sincerely praised, "The skills and basic skills are lacking, but the sense of music and rhythm is unexpectedly good. You understand the music very well, which surprised me. Fortunately, the flute is not like the piano and other strings. It doesn’t take ten years to achieve results. The return of the flute is very fast. If you have the heart, it doesn’t take much time. You should be able to catch up with most people Progress, surpassing them is not impossible."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Your vibrato needs to be strengthened, and your lung capacity is obviously insufficient. If you have time, do more aerobic exercise, such as running or swimming."
Zhu Weixing has always been ridiculed and underestimated since he picked up his skills, and only a small fan of Longlong gave him encouragement and called him every day.Now hearing such guidance and affirmation from professionals is like a shot in the arm.
"Thank you, Teacher Xuan." Zhu Weixing said sincerely.
Xuan Lang watched the students leave with a smile, and didn't look back when he walked a long way.
After a while, he suddenly became poetic, and murmured a few words to the empty room: "White clouds are still scattered, and the moon will fall on whose house."
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