Jiang Yi was a little strange, "I'm still learning now. I can also play the piano, or I'll teach you?"
Jun porcelain looks at him with clean and indifferent eyes.
Jiang Yi felt as if he had been questioned. He was unconvinced and stood up. "What are you looking at? I'm not a world-class piano player. I've won the first place in the national competition. I can't teach you yet."
As a young master of an aristocratic family, although he looks like a dandy, he still needs to learn a lot of basic skills.
For the upper class, piano is a kind of talent that must be forced to know. Jiang Yi certainly can.
"Yes."
Why not have someone teach themselves for free?
Say, two people moved to the study inside.
It's a study, and now it's also a piano room. Except for the piano, the rest of the bookshelves seem to be deliberately counting.
In such a large room, only the piano in the center is most conspicuous.
Seeing Jiang Yi and Jun porcelain enter the piano room, Gouzi piano doesn't even eat big bones. He rushes over and follows them in.
In recent days, Jun porcelain has been practicing again. As for piano, she is only practicing basic skills. As soon as Jiang Yi came in, she began to popularize knowledge about piano to her of a higher level: "your piano is good, but it is also a basic one. The best piano on the market should be made in Rafael, England. However, laface's piano also has great requirements for the piano room, which is basically the world's Only the boundary stage can give full play to the sound quality value of this kind of piano... "
Not finished, Jun porcelain is not willing to listen to: "my goal is not far to this point."
Long winded.
Jiang Yi:
He stopped saying, "OK, what level have you learned now?"
Jun porcelain sat down and pressed a few times on the piano keys: "OK, I know the keys."
Jiang Yi:
The eldest young master, who has always been arrogant, is extremely patient now. After listening to Jun porcelain's words, he sits next to Jun porcelain. Because the distance is too close, Jun porcelain's breath on one side of his head contains the breath belonging to Jiang Yi. Although the smell is good, Jun porcelain feels that his whole body is not strong.
She was not used to being so close to herself.
It's mainly due to a natural sense of urgency.
But Jiang Yi didn't feel like her. She said something about performance: "you're just starting to learn now. Time is too tight. Let's teach you to play some songs that are slightly difficult. It's much easier to learn after talking about it..."
When he said this, his eyes also looked at the key, and put the key on the tip of his finger.
His fingers are long and bony, and when he speaks, his fingers are bouncing on the keys flexibly and elegantly.
The soothing and steady music pouring out from the note keys, different from the music played by Junci recently, makes people feel extremely relaxed.
The original tight body seems to be relaxed under such music.
In the dim and soft light, the boy playing the piano is so beautiful that he seems to be covered with a layer of hazy holy light, which makes him look very close to the prince in the fairy tale.
This is a beautiful scene in the prosperous age for Yan Gou, which does not attract much attention from Jun porcelain.
Because, she was a little sleepy.
When her eyelids began to squint, the music stopped, and there was a very proud voice: "sleepy? My lullaby
Jun porcelain:
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