Chapter 109

Rong Jue nodded faintly, sipped a cup of tea and put it down. He looked at Xiangmu Qingge and said, "do you think so?"

"What do you think?"

"Guzheng."

"Can you change the terms?" Mu Qingge stares at him, "I don't want to learn guzheng. How about other things?"

Rong Jue replied, "I won't give you the blood blade. How about giving you another broadsword?"

"Proud of the wind!" Mu Qingge clenched his teeth and squeezed out two words from his teeth. He clapped the case and said, "I warn you, you are not allowed to call my little baby blood blade in the future. It's called Aofeng!"

Also way aunt looking at two people, Mou Guang Yi Shan.

"As long as you have the ability to make it yours, I will respect all your opinions, but it still belongs to me now. What do I want to call it..."

"Stop it." Mu Qingge stares at him, interrupts his words, "I study hard OK!"

"All right."

"Hum!"

Rong Jue saw her angry appearance, some can't laugh or cry, reached out to touch her head, "be good."

"Good ass!" She stared at him with round eyes.

Mu Qingge's words are not elegant, and Rong Jue is not annoyed. She touches her head again and turns away.

There was already a piano in the hall. Rongjue left. Aunt Yidao's eyes were fixed on muqingge, but she didn't open her mouth.

Mu light song when did not see her line of sight, wilted like lying on the table sigh.

For a moment, there was a silence in the main hall.

"What are you doing there?" Aunt Yidao pointed to Qin and said, "sit down in front of Qin."

Mu Qingge glanced at the zither and found that there was no stool beside it. She stood up, moved the stool under her buttocks to one side of the zither and sat down facing aunt Yidao.

"Do you understand the rules? Are you sitting here?"

As soon as she sat down, aunt Yidao was angry.

Mu Qingge pursed her lips and said nothing. She moved the stool again and sat down on the other side of the guzheng.

"Bring me a stool." Also way aunt leisurely command road.

Mu Qingge stood up, moved a stool for Aunt Yidao and put it on the opposite side of her stool.

Also way aunt find fault find addiction, a pair of beautiful eyes coldly stare at her: "I said I want to sit in this position?"

Mu Qingge lifted up the stool and asked in a cold voice, "where is aunt Yidao going to sit?"

Also way aunt eyes stare at her, slender jade finger toward her just put up stool place a finger: "here."

Mu Qingge: "you play with me." These three words, she directly used a positive tone.

"Why is the tone so blunt?" Aunt Yidao didn't look at the stool in the MuQing singer. She leaned down slightly, took a stool and sat down. She raised her right hand and put two fingers on the string. "I didn't say I didn't sit in this position, did I?"

Mu Qingge pursed her lips and sat down calmly opposite aunt Yidao.

"It's tolerable!" Aunt Yidao curled her mouth, and the action of playing the piano stopped. She pointed to one part of the piano and asked, "what is this called?"

Mu Qingge squinted, "Qin... Zhu?"

"Yanzhu!" Yidao's aunt coldly corrected, and then sarcastically said, "you don't know how to play guzheng. Don't you even know the composition of Guzheng?"

Mu Qingge shrugged, "I don't know." In her last life, she only saw guzheng once, but she didn't even touch it, and she didn't learn the relevant knowledge of guzheng. How can she know these?

"You are honest." Aunt Yi Dao sarcastically pointed to the various parts of the Qin with her eyelids raised, and said: "panel, string pin, Qin foot, Houyue mountain, Qin string, Qianyue mountain, string pin, tuning box, Qin foot..."

Then she asked, "do you remember?"

Mu Qingge pondered for a while and said, "remember."

"Seriously?" There are many parts of guzheng. Once upon a time, few people can remember it. She thinks that muqingge is just pretending to know nothing.

Besides, she didn't miss her thoughtful expression.

She hated people who didn't know how to pretend to understand. She said in a cold voice, "now that you remember, just point to these components and tell me." Then, she looks at mu Qingge with a smile, waiting to see her embarrassed and shameful expression because she was exposed.

However, she miscalculated.

Mu Qingge, with a calm face, leans slightly to point to each part of the guzheng and says, "this is the panel, this is the string nail, this is the foot of the zither..."

She said the names of Guzheng that Aunt Yidao had just said, word for word, and in accordance with her previous order.

Aunt Yidao squints and looks at mu Qingge again.

I don't want to sing.

"Can you understand the melody?" she asked

"A little bit."

"A little understanding is the answer?" Also way aunt way: "you answer me, do you understand, still don't understand?"

"I understand."

"Is it?" Aunt Yidao slightly hooked her lips, raised her eyes and looked at her. Her hands gently skillfully and elegantly plucked the strings, and the melody poured out from her fingertips.

For a moment, she stopped, eyes Piao to her, "I just played what sound? What's the order? "

Is she testing her temperament or her memory!

Mu Qingge gnaws his teeth and turns his eyes.

No wonder Hua Yiran asked her to take care of herself. This is also the reason why her aunt came to teach her how to practice. She just came to find fault!

In order to be proud of the wind, she held back and hummed out in five tones according to what aunt Yidao had just played.

When she finished humming, she didn't know whether she was wrong or right. Aunt Yidao seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then she was angry: "I didn't ask you to hum!"

Mu Qingge can't bear it. "What do you want?" She asked her which notes she had just played, and in what order. She asked her to hum what she had just played with five notes?!

"I think this is the easiest way to answer my aunt's questions. I only know this one. If my aunt is not satisfied, please give me advice!"

Aunt Yidao was fiddling with the strings, hooking her lips and looking up at mu Qingge with a smile: "Princess Jue has a good temper, so she is angry about such a thing?"

Mu Qingge sneered: "which eye of yours sees me angry?"

Mu Qingge is choking with aunt Yidao just now. I don't know whether aunt Yidao has never been choked before or how. Her eyes are shining cold.

"Princess Jue, have you ever taught me to be a little more restrained?"

"I'll give it back as it is."

Aunt Yidao laughed angrily, "OK, that's great!"

Mu Qingge looks at her coldly.

Aunt Yidao's personality is very strange. Mu Qingge thinks that she is going to be angry, but aunt Yidao calms down and says, "I'll teach you the fingering of Guzheng now. Take a serious look."

Then she began to stir the strings and speak scales.

In Mu Qingge's eyes, you either don't learn one thing. If you decide to learn it, you should concentrate on it and achieve the best effect in the shortest time!

Therefore, although mu Qingge is not interested in guzheng, he still takes it seriously.