Peerless luthier

At this moment, Zhong Yi heard the familiar gentle laughter.

Zhong Yi turned her head and saw Master Zhu holding his white cat, as if teasing it.

He just raised his head and saw Zhong Yi, no, to be precise, he saw Wang Sanyin and his father beside Zhong Yi.

He came over and smiled at them, and saluted his father: "Master Zhong."

Dad smiled: "There are so many rules."

Generally in the academy, there is a relationship of etiquette between masters divided into professional levels. Dad once said that he himself was taking the exam for court luthier.

So if Mr. Zhu at the banquet level meets a father with a higher level in the banquet level, he has to salute.

Zhong Yi looked at the cat in his arms curiously: "Master Zhu also likes cats?"

As soon as the words came out of Zhong Yi's mouth, Zhong Yi felt that she had said a nonsense...

Sure enough, Master Zhu's voice became more gentle: "Yes, this is Xuehua, it was given to me by my cousin the year before last."

Zhong Yi glanced uncontrollably at that cold handsome face.

Wang Sanyin gave the kitten to Mrs. Zhu, the scene at that time appeared in Zhong Yi's mind - Wang Sanyin stood under the warm sun, with a stern face, cold eyes, and stretched out his hand: "here, here."

He handed the cage containing the cat to Mrs. Zhu.

Master Zhu's eyes brightened: "Thank you Sanyin cousin!"

He couldn't wait to open the cage and rubbed against the white cat.

Wang Sanyin stood on the sidelines, in stark contrast to Zhu Wen, who was three years older than him.

Zhong Yi finished her fantasies and asked without changing her face: "What is the name of Master's cat?"

Master Zhu smiled: "Xuehua, the snow of ice and snow, the flower of Yuehua."

Zhong Yi: "..."

Zhong Yi suddenly felt a little sorry for her bad and fat cat, maybe its rough nature was because she gave it a random and rustic name...

Wang Sanyin said: "It's getting late, cousin, you can go back with me for dinner."

Master Zhu nodded with a smile.

They also said goodbye.

When they got home, Mother and A Rong were watching Ah Li dance sword in the yard.

The sound of breaking the wind was "swirling", and it sounded really fast.

Ah Li spun around so fast, Zhong Yi couldn't imagine that there was someone wielding knives and guns circling around, how could he be able to stab accurately?

At the beginning, A Lifei forced Zhong Yi to learn some superficial lessons, saying that in case of an emergency in the future, he could still save his life.

He said it was serious, so Zhong Yi learned a few tricks seriously, but the result was that the stabs were either weak or inaccurate.

He scolded Zhong Yi bitterly: "Zhong Xiaoben, can you straighten your arms?"

Zhong Yi retorted: "You are Zhong Xiaoben!"

In the end, he had a fierce look on his face: "If you don't practice well, I will beat you!"

Zhong Yi shrank her neck.

I had no choice but to stab everywhere with the sword. It was a cloudy day and the weather was dull. Zhong Yi swiped over with one move, and the sword fell to the ground with a "bang".

Hua Tian passed by, wagging his tail in front of Zhong Yi with great contempt, and then walked away arrogantly.

Zhong Yi: "..."

Ah Li's expression was calm: "Zhong Yi, I can't think of any words to describe you."

When he stepped forward, Zhong Yi didn't even see his movements clearly, she felt her butt was slapped several times, causing burning pain.

Zhong Yi glared at him.

He stood with his chest folded: "Want to single out?"

Zhong Yi sniffed, and picked up the sword in desperation.

The next morning, Zhong Yi was so sore from excessive exercise that she could hardly get out of bed.

Zhong Yi still remembers that the next day, the sun shone through the window and the room was not very bright. Ah Li sat by Zhong Yi's bed and watched Zhong Yi grinning as she got dressed.

He said: "If you have no power to restrain a chicken, what will you do in the future?"

Zhong Yi was buckling her clothes with her head bowed, and replied naturally: "Isn't there you?"

He fell silent suddenly.

Zhong Yi looked up at him suspiciously, and found that he had turned his head away from looking at herself.

Today is the day of the autumn exam, and Yunying Academy happens to be at home for a three-day holiday.

Ah Li changed into the clothes her mother sewed by herself, which was the same style as Zhong Yi's lavender dress when she participated in the piano selection, except that the color was dark green.

Mother straightened Ah Li's collar and smiled: "A Li, take the exam well, mother trusts you."

Ah Li smiled: "Don't worry, mother."

Zhong Yi looked at Ah Li's side face in a daze.

Ah Li tilted his head and pinched Zhong Yi's face: "What do you think?"

Zhong Yi let him pinch his face: "Is Ah Li really going to take the Kanyuan Pavilion?"

He smiled and mocked Zhong Yi: "Didn't you lose your memory?"

Zhong Yi was silent.

Suddenly, I felt that I didn't want Ah Li to score so high in the exam. It would be great if his score was only within the admission range of Yunying Academy.

Dad came in from outside, holding two umbrellas: "It's raining lightly outside."

Ali said, "It's okay."

Mother took the umbrella and asked Ah Li to hold it: "Don't get wet in the rain, otherwise it's not good if you catch a cold."

Ali accepted it obediently.

Zhong Yi looked at his father who only had an umbrella in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "Daddy, I want to go too."

Dad smiled: "Alright, the three of us go together."

Hua Tian appeared out of nowhere, Zhong Yi patted its head: "Good boy, just stay at home."

Hanada meowed and rubbed against Zhong Yi's hand.

They went out together under the umbrella, the small sound of rain could be heard on the umbrella surface, the mother stood by the door, smiling and waving goodbye to them, the shiny ivory white jade bracelet set off the mother's The wrist is even whiter.

They embarked on a journey of great significance to Ah Li.

It's raining in Andu, pattering, typical southern taste.

The bluestone slabs on the road are smooth and watery, and when you pass a road, the water splashed from the soles of your feet, together with the raindrops falling from the sky, bloom on the bluestone slabs.

Daddy and Ah Li walked in front side by side, discussing about the exams.

Zhong Yi listened casually—he didn't like the smell of rain today very much, and when he looked up occasionally, he saw the gray sky, which was so depressing that it made people feel hopeless.

hope?

Hope for what?

Zhong Yi lowered her head to think, and heard the sound of dripping raindrops falling on the umbrella, as well as the voices of Daddy and Ah Li.

There are few pedestrians on the road, and they walk in a hurry.

Only then did Zhong Yi realize that she had no plans for the future.

He is 14 years old this year, and his parents taught him how to walk every step.

What about later?

Ah Li is 16 years old, but Daddy started to listen to him.

Zhong Yi doesn't have much opinion, nor does she have the desire to have much opinion.

Zhong Yi felt that he wanted to live a mediocre life. Of course, if his father wanted him to obtain a higher-level luthier certificate, he would work hard.

The light rain was getting heavier, and the water vapor was permeating, and there was a thin layer of mist.

14 years old, 16 years old, 20 years old... what will he look like when he is 20 years old?What about Ali?Ah Li will be 20 years old when he is 22... However, if he really went to Fancheng in the north and performed well, Ah Li would not return to Andu so early.

Ah Li has always been better and more stable than him.

Zhong Yi felt that Ah Li would not always be with him like his parents did.

He is always going further and wider.

If you ask Zhong Yi where this feeling comes from, Zhong Yi will say that when he sees the figures of his father and Ah Li through the mist, he always feels that Ah Li's dark green color seems to have melted into it, and he can't melt it, and he can't see it clearly.

What does this feel like?

Zhong Yi stared closely at Ah Li's back. His black hair reached to his waist, like thick ink poured down, but gave Zhong Yi a cold sense of distance.

Suddenly, Ali stopped in his tracks.

Zhong Yi stopped in a daze.

He turned back, his face blurred in the mist.

He looked at his father who also turned his head back, and said in a joking tone: "Daddy, Xiaoyi is walking behind, will she get lost?"

Zhong Yi's hands were wrapped in warm hands.

This is Ah Li's hand, with the slight calluses of a sword practicer.

Zhong Yi looked at his father's familiar smile, and then at Ah Li's bright eyes, Zhong Yi smiled and said, "Why did you lose it?"

Ah Li looked at Zhong Yi seriously: "You looked around and saw something new and curious, so you were kidnapped?"

Zhong Yi looked at him with curled lips and said, "I won't."

Ali smiled slightly, but said nothing.