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Ding Erkang and Du Heng both felt hungry after a piano lesson of "A Good Night". "This sound should only exist in the sky, how often do you hear it in the world?" The two wished they could learn this skill right away.
So, sitting in the piano room, I have been practicing "hooking, picking, punching, kicking, and pressing".
At this time, Ji Xueyi had already gone back to her room to rest, she was already weak and weak after teaching the fingering of "Good Night Yin", she went back to the bedroom to rest, Ruan Zhe was still practicing with the two of them, when she encountered If they make mistakes in fingering, they should be corrected in time.
The more Ding Erkang practiced, the more he couldn't stop. He pressed the emblem with his left hand and played the tune with his right hand. He felt as if there was nothing between the world and the earth, and he could only hear the sound of his own piano.
Suddenly he heard Du Heng yelling "Ouch, Ouch", Ding Erkang was pulled back to reality, turned his head to look at Du Heng and found that he was calling out with his fingers, Ding Erkang hurried to catch up I went to watch it, and found that Du Heng played the piano too hard, and chopped off the nails of his right fingers.
Ruan Zhe looked at the condition of Du Heng's nails, took a pair of scissors to help him trim the split nails, and then said to them: "I can get here today, it's right to practice hard, but anything Haste makes waste, what you learned today is enough for the two of you to practice for two days, don't worry, get out of class."
After Ruan Zhe finished speaking, he went back to the bedroom. He was really worried that Ji Xueyi was tired.
Ding Erkang looked at his hands. His nails were all fine. His left index finger had no index finger and a big blister was formed due to too many strings. His right index finger also peeled off when he pressed the strings. Only to find out that it really hurts.
Du Heng poked Ding Erkang quietly and asked, "Why are your nails fine, and why did I chop them like this?"
Ding Erkang wanted to play tricks on him, so he made up a lie and said to him: "Because when I was young, my mother often used impatiens to dye my nails. The medicinal effect of impatiens is to strengthen and maintain nails. I dye my nails once a year. Although it is not stained anymore, but the nails have been maintained very strong, so naturally they will not be split!"
Du Heng was dubious after hearing this, and he asked, "Why haven't I seen you dyed before, don't you lie to me?"
Ding Erkang stretched out his hand in front of Du Heng's eyes solemnly, and said: "Look, are my nails in good condition? I really didn't lie to you. You pick some impatiens today, wrap them on your nails and stuff them all night, tomorrow It¡¯s fine in the morning, so you won¡¯t break your nails when you play the piano!¡±
Du Heng finally believed Ding Erkang's statement, but he still hesitated and said: "I am a manly man, and I stretch out my hand with ten red nails, isn't it a joke?"
Ding Erkang put on a serious face and said: "Then do you still want to practice the piano well? Is it important to practice the piano or face?"
After Du Heng heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Of course it is important to practice the piano, but is there any impatiens without color? If so, please dye me a colorless one."
When Ding Erkang heard what Du Heng said, he knew that Du Heng had finally been fooled. He pretended to be very cautious and said to Du Heng: "I will try my best to dye you lightly. How about the kind that you can't see if you don't look carefully?"
Du Heng nodded and said, "Where is the impatiens flower, it's hard to find it."
Ding Erkang pointed to the direction of the backyard of the academy and said nunuzui: "There is a big canopy planted in the backyard, let's go pick some for your nails now."
The two ran to the backyard and saw many flowers of different colors blooming in the corner of the backyard. Ding Erkang pointed to a red flower shaped like a crane's top and a colorful phoenix and said to Du Heng, "Look, this is the impatiens flower. Isn't it graceful and charming?"
Du Heng had never paid attention to it before. Hearing Ding Erkang's introduction, he hurriedly went up, looked at it carefully, and commented on it: "Not bad, very beautiful, but the smell of this flower is not very fragrant."
Ding Erkang said: "In the Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli's 'Look closely at the small golden phoenix flowers, exhausted the work of dyeing the flowers; the snow-colored white skirt is purple, and even more red in shades of red'" wrote about the impatiens, and Yang Wanli couldn't tell. dyed."
As soon as Du Heng heard this, he had no doubts anymore, and asked eagerly, "How to dye? Are you dyeing with flowers or leaves?"
Ding Erkang was already playing with his upper body at this time, and he told Du Heng excitedly: "To dye with flowers, pull off the Impatiens flower, mash it, add a little alum, then pull some bean leaves, and wrap it on the nails. Last night, it was dyed the next morning."
After hearing this, Du Heng immediately followed what Ding Erkang said. First, he picked enough impatiens to dye ten fingernails, and there were beans planted next to him. In the pocket, Du Heng looked at Ding Erkang after finishing, Ding Erkang said: "Let's go,In the kitchen, there is alum by the stove, just put impatiens in a garlic jar and get drunk. "
The two ran to the kitchen again. Ding Erkang found a jar and a pestle for pounding garlic, washed them clean, put the petals and alum of the impatiens into it, and started pounding the flower juice. After a while, Ding Erkang finished the work. Du Heng looked at Ding Erkang's work with expectant and curious eyes. Ding Erkang asked: "Ask again, brother Zimei, don't you regret it? It's still too late. "
Du Heng nodded resolutely and said, "As long as you treat your nails well and don't regret it, just dye them!"
So, Ding Erkang evenly divided the flower juice into ten parts, and put them on Du Heng's nails one by one, wrapped the fingers with bean leaves, and fixed them tightly with hemp rope.
I saw that Du Heng's stubby little fingers were tied with ten green things like little palms, which were both funny and cute.
Ding Erkang suppressed his laughter forcibly, and said to Du Heng: "Brother Zimei, don't move your hands around tonight, or you won't be able to catch them if they fall off. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough time, it needs to be overnight. You have to use your hands when you sleep. Put it outside the quilt, don't scratch it, don't move it around, understand?"
Du Heng listened to Ding Erkang's instructions very earnestly. After listening, he nodded very earnestly and said: "Understood, but what should I do if I have to take off my clothes when I go to bed and wake up in the middle of the night?"
Ding Erkang pretended to think for a while, and said very generously: "It's okay, I will do it for Brother Zimei when I go to bed and take off my clothes. Isn't it convenient for me to wake up in the middle of the night? Brother Zimei, you should hold back for a while. "
Upon hearing this, Du Heng said, "I have no choice but to do so. I won't drink water tonight, so as not to get up in the middle of the night. Thank you, brother!"
Ding Erkang looked at Du Heng who was very solemn, and wanted to end this prank, but things had already become like this, and he couldn't stop now even if he wanted to.
So, this night, I saw Du Heng sleeping on the bed like a dead body, his hands and ten fingers were like ten small green clubs, motionless, he didn't even dare to turn over and fell asleep. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com