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The sweet voice of the little girl echoed in the warm and gorgeous hall of the villa.

"Mr. Zhong, you eat fruit." Yiyi personally brought a plate of washed grapes.

"Mr. Zhong, would you like tea or coke?" Yiyi asked politely with her eyes wide open.

Although Lian Shengyi and Lian Junan are biological siblings, she is cute, courteous and energetic.

Compared with the black-faced man next to him with his hands clasped, his defense clock should be like guarding against a thief, he is not of the same blood at all.

Zhong Ying ordered tea, Lian Jun'an turned pale immediately, and called to stop his sister.

"Yiyi, don't pour tea for him."

After two consecutive "Nos", he specially added a third no, "Don't be so nice to him!"

Shock was written in Yiyi's eyes, "Brother, you are so rude to the teacher."

The little girl's innocent and straightforward comments made even Jun'an feel like a stick in his throat.

"What kind of teacher is he!"

He frowned and looked at Zhong Ying, only to feel that Yuanjia Road was narrow, "And he has no teacher's morality, he bullies brother."

Lian Junan even had the face to distort the facts to Yiyi and sue Yiyi, "The last time I came back from Austria, you asked me why I was unhappy, it was because of this guy!"

The angry pianist counted new and old grudges together, and pointed at Zhong Ying.

"He took away my performance and kept me from performing in concerts."

Yiyi looked stunned, turned around and asked, "Mr. Zhong, is it true?"

Lian Junan: ...

Even if he asked a stranger for proof, he would not believe him, and his brother's prestige was at stake.

Zhong Ying has no brothers and sisters, only mature and stable senior sisters.

He had envied Li Jinqiu and Zhou Juntong for being noisy and happy before.

Now, I am actually envious of Lian Junan, who has such a talented sister who understands right and wrong and understands things well.

Zhong Ying smiled and said tactfully:

"At that time, Mr. Lian and I were participating in a competition, because the composer thought that the piece he created was not suitable for the piano, so he finally chose me as the main instrument player, so..."

He looked at Lian Junan innocently, and helped the brother hide the truth very well, "Mr. Lian feels sorry."

Lian Junan's head was dazzled by anger, his expression changed immediately after hearing Zhong Ying's words, and he finally remembered something.

It's a pity that it won't happen, but he did cry with anger in the end.

He was not only angry that he could not play the deep meaning of the song, but also angry that Zhong Ying could not only play it, but also easily analyzed everything behind the song.

Lian Jun'an, who was deeply shocked, couldn't bring up his emotions when he returned home. He only remembered the hatred of Zhong Ying, and completely forgot about the impromptu performance!

Now that he was reminded by Zhong Yingruoyuewu, he suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart, and he looked at Yiyi solemnly.

Very guilty.

The little girl knew nothing, and asked with clear eyes: "Is that so? Brother."

Lian Junan nodded indignantly, and gave a reluctant "um", which seemed to agree with Zhong Ying's statement of "regret".

Lian Shengyi blinked his beautiful eyes, and comforted him earnestly:

"Brother, since the composer chose Mr. Zhong, it means that the erhu is more suitable for that piece than the piano. Don't be sad, you are still the most powerful pianist in my mind."

Lian Junan's heart was warmed by his sister's consolation.

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, deliberately tested Yiyi, pointed to Zhong Ying, and said, "What if he also played the piano at that time? Am I still the best pianist in your heart?"

"Huh?" Yiyi looked surprised, "Ms. Zhong can also play the piano?"

The little girl's dark eyes were round, bright and real, "Wow, that Teacher Zhong is indeed better than you."

She also laughed and killed people, "Because he knows two musical instruments!"

Lian Junan almost fainted on the spot after hearing this.

The brother-sister relationship really cannot stand the test!

Now he just wants to drive Zhong Ying out of the house and get back his cute little Yiyi, not the bad sister who thinks he is not as good as Zhong Ying.

However, before he could do anything, the phone rang crazily.

Lian Junan stared at Zhong Ying fiercely, then connected the phone, "Hello?"

What was said calmly over there.

Lian Junan frowned after hearing this, and roared angrily: "I'm not free, something happened to my family, I have to stay at home!"

The scolding over there was like thunder, and Zhong Ying could hear a little anger, obviously the other party fully understood Lian Junan's excuse of "big matter".

"..."

Lian Junan had a weary expression, and had no choice but to reply, "I'll go out right away, right away."

The young pianist hung up the phone and looked at Zhong Ying's eyes at his enemy.

Seeing the nanny passing by, he shouted bluntly: "Aunt Wu, watch them for me!"

It seemed that Zhong Ying was some kind of heinous gangster who had to be watched by someone.

After finishing speaking, he strode upstairs. Aunt Wu, the nanny, didn't know why he was crazy, and looked at Zhong Ying with a blank and surprised expression. She only felt that the young man was handsome, polite and polite, not like a bad person.

"It's okay, brother is just making a fuss."

Lian Shengyi whispered to the nanny, "Aunt Wu, go get busy and leave us alone."

Aunt Wu nodded and was about to leave when she heard hurried footsteps upstairs.

Lian Junan issued orders to Aunt Wu while carrying his backpack.

"Be sure to watch it."

In the end, I still haven't forgotten to threaten the little cutie with her elbows out, "Yiyi, don't get too close to this guy, or I won't help you with special effects when I come back!"

Lian Shengyi, who was still leisurely just now, was indeed threatened, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

She obediently followed Lian Junan and sent her brother to the gate.

Zhong Ying sat in the living room, and could hear Yi Yi's sweet voice,

"Okay brother, I listen to you, you must come back early."

Lian Junan closed the door and left in satisfaction.

Lian Shengyi returned to the hall reluctantly, and said happily, "Brother has finally left."

The little girl didn't feel her brother's anger at all, she seemed to be happier, and ran over with bouncing steps.

"Mr. Zhong, what are you going to teach me today? I learned all the "Mountain Forest" and "Bibo" taught by Teacher Fang last time."

Lian Shengyi had the leisurely and relaxed attitude of a child, and he didn't take Lian Junan's threats seriously at all.

When Zhong Ying stayed with her, he was easily infected by her happiness, and couldn't help smiling.

"What does Yiyi want to learn?"

He asked gently, "Teacher Fang told me that you are a young genius who can learn everything. It happens that I know many musical instruments. What do you want to learn, I will teach you."

Zhong Ying kept his word, waiting for Lian Shengyi to speak.

However, Yiyi's eyes were full of curiosity, "Many musical instruments, which ones are they? Erhu, piano?"

Zhong Ying replied seriously: "There are also guqin, pipa, and most of the stringed instruments. If you want to learn guitar, I can learn a little too."

Hearing these common musical instruments, Lian Shengyi's thin face cleared the clouds, "That's great!"

She said happily: "I just want to try the erhu and guqin ensemble "Spring Hope". Let's go, Mr. Zhong, let's go to the music room."

Zhong Ying is ashamed of Yi Yi's enthusiasm.

He stood up, followed Lian Shengyi's fast footsteps, and looked at her height which was less than his chest.

At her age, her appearance and height are too weak and young.

But she is happy.

They walked through the kitchen, and Yiyi greeted with a smile, "Aunt Wu, I'm going to the music room, and Teacher Zhong is going too."

"Hey." The auntie nanny responded in her busy schedule, "I called Xiao Dong to accompany you."

"No need." Xiao Yiyi reached out and pushed open the door leading to the music room, "Sister Dong can see me."

Lianjia's music room is built in the backyard of the villa. Through the small lush garden, you can see the spacious music room independent in the corner.

Lian Shengyi said "Spring Hope" happily, and said in a faint voice: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. This is the song Spring Hope, does Mr. Zhong know its guqin music?"

"Yes." Zhong Ying responded simply.

Lian Shengyi continued: "The "Spring Hope" I heard on the Internet is a concerto of erhu and symphony. But I think Du Fu's poems are definitely more suitable for erhu and guqin. After all, this is our Chinese music. poems. Mr. Zhong, it would be great if you know.”

What Zhong Ying listened to was Du Fu's country breaking mountains and rivers, but what he thought of was the "impromptu song" played by Lian Junan in Vienna.

The first time he heard that piece of music, he could feel the creator's sad soul.

Just as he guessed by playing the piano again on stage, the person who created the "impromptu" should be a young, immature and strong girl.

Now, this little girl is walking beside him, smiling all over her face, and reciting in a sweet voice: "I'm feeling the time and tears, I hate the birds and I'm scared."

Like a carefree child, he couldn't understand how Du Fu's country was ruined and his family was lost in his later years.

She still raised her head and asked Zhong Ying curiously, "Mr. Zhong, can you use the guqin to play the song of a bird?"

Lian Shengyi looked expectantly, the question was full of childish delusions.

Zhong Ying suppressed his confusion and sighed, and replied after a moment of hesitation: "I can't play birdsong, but I can play Du Fu."

Whether it is "beacon fire lasts for three months, family letters are worth ten thousand gold".

Or "there are tens of thousands of mansions in a wide mansion, which shelters the world's poor and happy people", he can express it accurately.

But he couldn't understand why Yiyi liked Du Fu's "Spring Hope", and how he could create a piece of music as deep, sad and hopeful as "Improvisation"...

"Okay, Teacher Zhong and I will play Du Fu!"

Yiyi cheered and opened the door of the music room.

The lights were bright and brilliant, and a large music room with countless musical instruments was displayed in front of Zhong Ying.

The background wall with wooden vertical grains often appears in Yiyi's videos.

An expensive grand piano stands quietly in the center.

Against the wall, pipa, dulcimer, violin, and cello are neatly and carefully placed, and the erhu played by Bai Huisheng is silent and ordinary inside.

Zhong Ying swept his gaze, and suddenly understood Lian Shengyi's phrase "Sister Dong can see me".The music room is equipped with monitoring, and the red light is always on. It is obvious that someone behind will silently protect the little girl who walked into the music room.

Lian Shengyi closed the door of the music room, walked to the shelf where the musical instruments were placed, and took down the erhu with sunflower pattern qin head carefully placed.

She hugged the precious erhu and walked up to Zhong Ying.

"Mr. Zhong, this is the erhu that Mr. Bai gave me. He said, this erhu belongs to me, so I should give it a name."

Lian Shengyi is like introducing a cherished friend, introducing the erhu that Zhong Ying is familiar with.

"Look, there are sunflower patterns engraved on it. My brother said that this is a pattern with a very long history. It is as brilliant as a sunflower and always faces the sun."

"That's why I call it Morning Dew."

Lian Shengyi's eyes were clear, and he recited earnestly: "The sunflower in the green garden, the morning dew waits for the sun. It is as beautiful as the morning dew, and it will make a warm sound like the sun."

Few people use "warm" to describe the sound of Erhu.

Zhong Ying saw Yiyi sitting on the stool in the music room, drew the bowstring, and played Zhong Ying's familiar melody.

It is "Long Song Xing" by the Han Yuefu, which is obviously a poem expressing emotion about the short life, but in Feng Yuanqing's re-composed erhu tune, there is a melodious and beautiful melody.

Let people forget the sadness, but feel the beautiful and warm spring sunshine, and know how to cherish the time and work hard to move forward.

It seems that Fang Lan has taught Yiyi everything about Feng's erhu.

Bai Huisheng also firmly approved this apprentice and asked her to give the erhu a beautiful name.

The "Long Song Xing" played by Lian Shengyi carried the familiar warmth of Zhong Ying.

The warm winter sun recorded by Feng Yuanqing himself was revived bit by bit in the little girl's performance.

Even if the morning dew is perishable, it can leave a warm glow. When autumn comes and leaves fall, what remains is the nourishment of the soil. When all rivers go east, the end is the galloping sea.

The tragic scenes sung by Han Yuefu have been annotated with a happy ending.

Somehow.

Lian Shengyi obviously played it with a smile, but Zhong Ying still felt a little lonely.

It was as if the ups and downs of her voice brought out a sigh hidden in her heart.

Or, it's just that Zhong Ying had hallucinations because of the impromptu music, projecting his sad state of mind onto the splendid little girl.

A short "Long Song Xing" ended, and Yiyi smiled and handed out the erhu.

She treasures this instrument very much.

After a few steps, Zhong Ying could see its brand-new body and silver strings, not at all like a wooden instrument that has been passed down for two generations.

"It's in great shape."

After listening to a piece of music, Zhong Ying can be sure of the state of the morning dew.

He stretched out his hand to take it, the touch of the palm was just like the delicateness when he saw it in Bai Huisheng's hand for the first time.

The ebony color is deep and thick, the strings are silvery and silvery, and even the bow, which is prone to moths and hairs, has a light pine fragrance.

It can be seen that Yiyi not only plays frequently, but also regularly sends them for professional and meticulous maintenance.

"Do you maintain it often?" Zhong Ying asked.

"Ah."

Lian Shengyi nodded with a smile, like a good student being inspected by the teacher, "Mr. Bai taught me how to take care of the erhu. Teacher Fang often said it because he was afraid that I would forget it, so I always remember it."

"Teacher Fang said that musical instruments are our life. I want to love it as much as I love myself."

She lowered her gaze, looked at the erhu in Zhong Ying's hands, and said one by one:

"Hanging the bow and playing the piano can't be too casual, so as not to hurt the bow hair."

"After each performance, be sure to wipe off the rosin foam on the erhu with a dry flannel."

"Usually, you can't add too much rosin, let alone too little, or it will affect the life of the bow."

"Always pay attention to the tightness and spacing of the jack, lest the strings break the jack wire."

Yiyi remembered it clearly, and pointed to the long row of control buttons at the entrance of the music room.

"Musical instruments are afraid of insects, moisture, and drying, so the music room has a constant temperature deworming. This is the most suitable place to store them."

The little girl looked serious, not as if she was simply repeating what the teacher said.

Instead, he is trying to prove to Zhong Ying that he is a qualified instrument user.

"Also, I will call my brother to help me hire a professional erhu repairer to check its condition."

Yiyi's pitch-black eyes were pure and clear, and her tone was solemn, "This is the erhu that Teacher Bai gave me. I can't let it be ruined in my hands, nor can it become an ornament."

When Zhong Ying got the erhu, she knew that what she said was exactly what she did.

She protected the erhu very well, and the condition of the piano skin and bow was as good as new. One could tell that Yiyi pulled the bowstring every day to play music.

All the worries that Zhong Ying had before coming here disappeared after seeing Yiyi.

She does have many musical instruments, but these instruments have not become dispensable toys.

"I thought that since you know so many instruments, you don't like this erhu very much."

Zhong Ying pretended to complain, finished jokingly, and then praised, "Now I see it for Teacher Fang, you cherish it so much, we are all very happy."

Teacher Kaixinbai's erhu has been carefully cared for by the little girl.

Teacher Kaixinbai did not choose the wrong heir, she played a good piece of music.

The trace of confusion in Zhong Ying's heart about Yiyi not attending the commemorative concert subsided a little.

After all, she is so small and so cute.

No one wants her to be sad.

Yiyi took back his erhu, looked a little frustrated and said: "Actually, I play the erhu every day, and I record videos every day. But when uploading videos, noise, special effects, and subtitles need to be removed. I can't, I I have to wait for my brother to do it for me."

The little cutie also has small troubles. She complained: "My brother is always picky and picky. He will only help if I have played the piano for a while, and will only help if I have played the violin once for a while. I don’t think I like erhu very much.”

Her distress was attributed to all the messy updates on her video homepage.

Lian Shengyi looked up at Zhong Ying and begged: "Mr. Zhong, please bring all my erhu videos to Teacher Fang later, so that she will know that I am not lazy after listening to it."

Zhong Ying could not refuse the little girl's request.

He agreed, and even said: "I can help you see how to make video special effects. By the way, upload all the videos you want to upload."

In his impression, uploading videos was far less troublesome than Yi Yi described.

It’s just opening the editor, adding subtitles, and eliminating noise. Any special effects can be added with one click, and it’s easy to operate like a fool.

Upon hearing this, Lian Shengyi cheered happily: "Great, I'm going to upload all the videos from these weeks!"

The two teachers and students are not doing their jobs. What they do when they enter the music room is not to play musical instruments together, but to turn on the computer and play videos.

Yiyi is worthy of being a creator who often uploads videos, booting up and opening the software in one go.

She looked expectantly and said: "Mr. Zhong, all my videos are in this file. You open the edit, and I will tell you where to start, where to end, and what special effects to add."

Zhong Ying sat in the seat she vacated, full of confidence.

However, when he really looked at the video editing software Yiyi had opened, he realized that everything was not as simple as he imagined.

Because the software installed on this computer is complex and professional.

Although the English control keys on the screen did not affect his reading, they did affect his understanding.

He opened Yiyi's video according to the operation of the general software.

But the video was clearly displayed on the screen, and he couldn't continue any subsequent operations.

Either click on the menu function above, but the specific function cannot be seen.

Or a pop-up window telling him that "this function cannot be performed before any operation is performed".

He understood all the sentences, but he couldn't understand the meaning of these prompts at all, let alone continue to operate according to the prompts.

Lian Shengyi kept quiet, sitting aside and staring wide-eyed.

Zhong Ying smashed his halberd into sand for more than ten minutes, and finally chose a compromise method.

"This software is too professional, maybe Mr. Lian is used to it, and it is more complicated."

He looked at Yiyi and asked for advice, "Let's install a simpler software. Maybe the special effects and noise removal are not as perfect as this software, but you can upload more videos after you learn how to use it."

Unfortunately, this suggestion did not receive cheers from Yiyi.

She looked hesitantly, and reminded Zhong Ying in a low voice, "This computer cannot install other software."

Zhong Ying looked at her suspiciously.

Yiyi added: "And some websites can't be opened. The video is sent to my mother after my brother processed it. My mother uploaded it for me."

The little girl's two straightforward words made Zhong Ying suddenly realize something.

He put away the software, clicked on the browser on the desktop, and entered the commonly used search engine, but only saw loading, and finally it was prompted that the link could not be linked.

Such a situation immediately made him guess many reasons.

Why is Yiyi recording videos every day, but the frequency of uploading to the homepage is once a week or two.

Why Yiyi likes to play the erhu? Her homepage still maintains a delicate balance of piano, violin and other instruments.

Because, her brother or mother doesn't want her to get more attention.

A little girl who often uploads erhu or other musical instruments, as long as she shows a unique talent in a specific instrument, she will quickly emerge as Fang Lan and Bai Huisheng discovered her.

Zhong Ying guessed after a lot of thoughts, and finally returned to Lian Junan's "Improvisation".

Lonely, sad, forced to smile.

The humble desire to secretly look up at the sky and the sun through the gaps in the mottled leaves really made him feel distressed.

He hesitated whether to ask, but saw Lian Shengyi leave the stool and walk to the other side of the music room.

"The computer is not fun at all, let's wait for my brother to come back and make a video for me."

Lian Shengyi obviously got used to this computer without internet function.

But she was still smiling, and the invitation was answered with joy and joy in her voice.

"Mr. Zhong, you play the guqin, and I play the erhu. Let's play "Spring Hope" together?"