Chapter 110

Aunt Yidao plays the piano well, but she is definitely not a good teacher.

Of course, she may have been a good teacher, but she is not good at mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge didn't learn music in her last life, but she has been in touch with a lot of music, piano, drum and guitar, all of which she is good at.

Therefore, she knows that no matter what kind of instrument, in addition to the fixed fingering can pop up a fixed scale, there will be special fingering.

This guzheng has 21 strings. The number of strings is not small, and the fingering is also small.

When Aunt Yidao teaches her, she not only remembers the fingering on Aunt Yidao's hand, but also remembers the scale that the fingering responds to.

During the period of aunt Yidao's teaching, she only played her own, said her own, and did not ask mu Qingge whether she understood a word or not, and did not play several scales, so she let mu Qingge practice it by herself.

She demonstrated for more than two quarters of an hour and finished all the scale fingering. Then she stopped and asked, "do you remember all of them?"

She asked if she had learned guzheng in disguise.

Mu Qingge didn't say whether he would, just a smile, smile does not reach the bottom of the eye asked: "also way aunt think I remember?" She is now very sure that Aunt Yidao is not teaching her anything at all, but testing her memory!

"Cold sarcasm is your attitude towards teachers?"

teacher?

Mu Qingge tugged at the corner of his mouth and was very curious: "this is my aunt's attitude as a teacher?" She didn't really teach her, and she didn't care. What kind of teacher is she?

Does she mean to call herself a teacher in front of her?

She admires light songs and only respects the people she deserves to respect, not the people who have a talent but put their posture in the sky to find fault intentionally.

Also way aunt stares at her, sneer, "three grade official female birth is like this, the body just can't find a lady's atmosphere calm, sparse elegant."

"I'm not from a good family." Mu Qingge said faintly: "but today Taifu is in a high position, and he is still respectful to princes and grandchildren. I don't know where Yidao's aunt came from. She is so brave that she even makes sarcastic remarks about Princess Jue everywhere?"

When she came to the world bank, she never wanted to oppress others with her identity, but this does not mean that she will be submissive. Anyone who is inferior to her identity can trample on her!

Also way aunt a listen to, facial expression nature not go to where.

Mu Qingge thought that she would be angry, but there was no expression on her face. She was neither angry nor said anything to fight back mu Qingge.

She stood up in her seat, twirled her sleeves, went to one side before leaving the guzheng and sat down, saying, "it's useless to talk more, come and play it."

What kind of people are they!

The last moment or storm, this moment unexpectedly and wind Ji month!

Mu Qingge takes a deep breath, takes her chair and goes to the seat where Aunt Yidao has just Sat. she puts aunt Yidao's stool aside and sits down.

Sitting down, she stretched out her hand and enlarged it to the string of guzheng. She didn't move for a long time.

Also way aunt long poured a cup of tea to drink, eyelid hanging smile: "how, brain is not good, did not remember?"

Mu Qingge rolled his eyes, "my brain is not as good as my aunt."

"You don't remember one of them?"

Mu Qingge heard some schadenfreude in aunt Yidao's words. When she didn't hear it, she asked, "is the fingertip perpendicular to the string when playing?" She would ask this because the fingertip chords are vertical

"I just played so long, didn't you see it?"

Mu Qingge did not answer, but said, "please show me again."

"I thought you had a good brain. It seems that I overestimated you." Also way aunt said so, leisurely put down the cup, slightly leaned over, stretch out a few times, "see?"

"Thank you, aunt Yidao." Mu Qingge said faintly, then frowned, stretched out his hand and played it rigidly

Before she said which scale it was, aunt Yidao slapped her on the back: "are you a board? Is the posture so stiff? "

This slap, strength is not small, if the weak little girl, heart, liver, spleen and lung should be photographed by her!

Although mu Qingge is not weak, his back is also a hot pain!

Her eyes glared at Aunt Yidao.

NND！

Mu Qingge wants to be rude. If her posture doesn't agree with her, she will die. As for using such a ferocious way?!

Besides, did she tell her what posture she should play?

Did you emphasize it to her before?

"What are you staring at me for? Am I wrong? "

"You are right." She is not very comfortable with guzheng. She learned those musical instruments very quickly before, and her level of criticism is not bad. She has reached several levels.

However, she doesn't like guzheng at all. She feels uncomfortable at the thought of playing it!

However, she points out, "there's something wrong with bringing your personal feelings to piano teaching."

Hate her heart hate not on the line, must be verbal attack plus fist attack?

She really wants to ask, when did she offend her?

Also way aunt pursed a lower lip, this time did not object to Mu light song words, light voice bluntly: "I do not like you very much."

"I can see that even if I was blind before." Mu Qingge's voice is light, and she doesn't feel uncomfortable about Aunt Yidao. As he said this, he straightened his back and stretched out his hand to practice fingering.

Aunt Yidao listened to her words and looked at her strangely.

Mu Qingge ignored her, staring at the strings, stretched out his hand rigidly, and poked out the difficult notes on the zither.

She was very reluctant to play, almost stiffer than the board, the movement is not good-looking.

But she's still playing. She's serious.

She didn't have as much dexterity in her finger movements as aunt Yidao. What aunt Yidao finished in more than two quarters of an hour, she finished in more than three quarters of an hour.

In more than three quarters of an hour, her fingertips were all ground to a sharp pain by the strings.

She didn't say anything. After playing, she looked at Aunt Yidao.

Also way aunt this time did not get angry, she stood up light way: "wrong two special fingering." Then she reached out and flicked twice.

"Oh." Mu Qingge nodded, "when I play it out, I feel the sound is wrong." Then she reached out and flicked twice.

Aunt Yidao looked at it, took out a book from her chest, threw it on the guzheng, and said, "there are some songs to practice in here. Look at the songs above and have a good practice."

After that, she didn't give mu Qingge a chance at all. She turned around and left.

After two steps, she stopped and said, "no matter which song is good, you should practice at least one. I'll check it tomorrow to see how effective you are.

Remember, you have to practice. If you are still at the present stage tomorrow and have no progress at all, don't blame me for being impolite. "

Then she pulled a sneer at the corner of her mouth and left.