The oriental leader wears the book

Due to the quarrel in the hall before, the master of Benlei Castle returned to his yard and thought about it and decided that this would not work.So he simply ordered the people below to start making arrangements, and prepared to invite everyone to have a meal together in the evening.

When the servants in the castle went to various courtyards to notify, basically everyone promised to be there.

In the morning, I accidentally discovered that there was a guqin in the building. Dongfang Bubai, who had nothing to do, asked Si Kou Lingtian to move the table case to the yard, and then sat behind the qin and plucked the strings casually.

So when the servants came to deliver the message, they saw a man in red playing the piano with his head slightly lowered, while another man was sitting not far away and watching attentively.

Seeing the scene in the courtyard, it was not easy for visitors to disturb him for a while, so he stood outside the courtyard gate and waited.

When Dongfang Bubai stopped, he glanced at the person beside him who was still looking at him, his fingertips brushed across the strings and a strong wind hit him in the face.

He raised his hand reflexively to touch his face, and when he felt that it didn't hurt, Si Kou Lingtian couldn't help but smile.

Seeing his somewhat silly appearance, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help curling his lower lip.

Seeing him smiling at him, Si Kou Lingtian moved to his side, "Dongfang..."

Before he finished speaking, the person waiting at the gate of the courtyard just came in, "Two heroes, our castle master will hold a banquet in front tonight, and please treat yourself with honor."

Si Kou Lingtian replied that after he knew he had been sent away, he continued what he had just said, "Dongfang, teach me how to practice the piano."

Knowing how to play the piano is just because someone in the school is good at it, and Dongfang Bubai can play it twice under the influence of his ears and eyes.Although his piano skills are not very good, it is not a problem to teach someone who is not good at all.

Right and left are fine, Dongfang Bubai motioned for him to sit next to him.

Seeing that he agreed, Si Kou Lingtian happily sat down beside him, and listened to his explanation of piano art.

Being so close, looking at his fair face, phoenix eyes slightly raised at the corners of his eyes, and red lips that opened and closed, Si Kou Lingtian could only feel a frantic beating in his heart.

I don't know when it started, he felt that there was nothing wrong with the people in front of him, no matter how he looked at him, he wanted to be close to him, no matter how he looked at him... he liked it.

Si Kou Lingtian felt that no one in this world could treat him better than him, and he only wanted to treat him well.

Si Kou Lingtian has made up his mind, but he is a little afraid that he will leave him in the future.However, thinking that he promised to stay here and go back to the valley with him, he felt that there was still hope, and if he failed, he could destroy the valley's mechanism and let him stay with him forever.

After explaining the basic method, and demonstrating the fingering again, Dongfang Bubai said, "Come and try."

Si Kou Lingtian, who came back to his senses, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and then stretched out his hand to pluck the strings.

"Is this playing cotton?"

Hearing the disgust in his tone, Si Kou Lingtian smiled flatteringly at him, withdrew his hand and said, "I didn't see clearly just now."

Taking a sideways look at him, Dongfang Bubai slowed down and demonstrated again.

This time, Si Kou Lingtian didn't have two purposes at once, but looked at it seriously.

However... Obviously it doesn't matter whether you take it seriously or not.When Dongfang Bubai withdrew his hand and signaled him to play, it was still a cotton-like gesture and harsh sound.

Dongfang Bubai was speechless for a while.

Seeing him silently looking at him, Si Kou Lingtian tried several more times, but after finding that the playing was getting worse and worse, he still consciously withdrew his hand.

Even if he doesn't know how to play yet, Si Kou Lingtian can hear that what he plays is completely different from what he just played.

Thinking of the swordsmanship he knew after teaching him once before, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but grabbed his hand and looked at it.

The five fingers are long and slender, and the bones are like jade. They are indeed a pair of hands suitable for using swords and playing the piano.

Being held by him, Si Kou Lingtian's heart, which had finally calmed down, throbbed again, and if he looked carefully, he could still see a thin blush behind his ears.

Letting go of his hand, Dongfang Bubai said: "Try again."

Si Kou Lingtian did as he said, but just as his fingers touched the strings, he saw another pair of hands that were obviously fairer than his own covering them.

There was a noise as the fingers trembled across the strings.

"Hook inward." Holding his hand in the correct posture, Dongfang Bubai reminded.

Following his reminder, I hooked my index finger, but the sound was a bit harsh because of too much force.Si Kou Lingtian tilted his head, seeing that he didn't show any displeasure, he tried again, and this time he finally looked decent.

After playing several notes correctly under his guidance, Si Kou Lingtian looked at him expectantly, and Dongfang Bubai nodded at him to express his satisfaction.

After teaching the basic fingering hand in hand, Dongfang Bubai was quite satisfied, so he withdrew his hand and signaled him to practice it completely.

However, after he let go, Si Kou Lingtian played two notes and instantly returned to the previous state of playing cotton.

Glancing at him suspiciously, after confirming that he didn't do it on purpose, Dongfang Bubai patiently taught him again, and occasionally mentioned a few words.

Ignoring the temperature coming from the back of his hand, Si Kou Lingtian took his words seriously.

In the third time, he taught him hand in hand, and interrupted his movements before he finished rehearsing Dongfang Bubai.

"There is no one to teach me the piano art."

Although the reason is unknown, Si Kou Lingtian has long noticed that he occasionally pops up this self-proclaimed name when he is in a bad mood.

"A dead wood cannot be carved."

Sure enough, he got up and left after leaving a word.

A gust of wind blew in from outside the courtyard, and the red robe bulged slightly with the wind.

Watching him enter the building, Si Kou Lingtian couldn't help coughing dryly, with a slight embarrassment on his face.

He really tried his best, but the strings seemed to be against him.

After hesitating whether to follow in, Si Kou Lingtian turned his head to face Qin again.

Recalling his previous instructions in his mind, Si Kou Lingtian straightened his back and put his hands on the strings with a solemn face.

Then, it turns out that no matter how well the shelf is placed, the rotten wood is still rotten wood.

Back in the room, Dongfang Bubai, who was a bit unhappy at first, heard the harsh sound coming from downstairs, thought of the gesture he couldn't twist just now, shook his head after a while, and suddenly laughed.

I sat behind the piano and played it for a long time, but when I found that there was no benefit at all, the people upstairs couldn't stand the harsh sound and smashed the water basin down. Si Kou Lingtian stopped and carried the piano into the building.

Next time, he'd better just listen to the piano silently.