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[Volume 1: Love in All Kinds] Chapter 9: The Fairy Sister Who Plays the Piano

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    However, the trouble came when the drama fan fell in love with Jia Gongqiu. Besides listening to plays and raising flowers, the drama fan liked to paint. She even studied under a famous teacher when she was young. She was especially good at painting chrysanthemums and was somewhat famous in the circle.

    The trouble for Jia Gongqiu is that the opera fanatic wants to teach him how to draw chrysanthemums. Every time he goes there, he first listens to the opera and sings, and then starts to draw chrysanthemums, which makes this guy with the ideal of a good-for-nothing rich second generation even more uncomfortable.

    ¡°Uncle, uncle, ride a big horse, ride a big horse!¡±

    Jia Gongqiu was addicted to being a star, but some people didn't buy it. Jia Qing didn't like to listen to the opera, so she ran towards him with her short legs. The little girl was pink and had a braid with an upturned braid. There was a red headband on the braid.  She stood up and down, and her body was still swaying, which was frightening to watch. The girl who was responsible for taking care of her hurriedly followed her, for fear that she would fall.

    Jia Gongqiu liked this little girl very much. The last time he was happy, he asked her to ride a big horse. Unexpectedly, he fell in love with this little girl and wanted to ride a big horse every time he saw her. Jia Gongqiu felt regretful and dug it out for himself.  Just jump into this trap yourself. A great man like you is actually riding as a horse for your little girl. How shameful!

    Jia Gongqiu was also afraid that she would fall. He stopped in disappointment, reached out to catch her, and pressed his nose: "Let's change the game today. Can we tell a story today? Let me tell you a story."

    "Pleasant Goat." The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, her pigtails swaying, her little hands grasping Jia Gongqiu's sleeves, looking forward to it.

    "Saint Seiya, let's talk about Saint Seiya." Jia Xinwei shouted hurriedly as he ran from behind. He was nearly a head taller than his sister. At the age of four, he had already begun to be naughty, so he stuck a few straws in his hair.  There was a piece of dirt on his face.

    "If you don't tell me this, will the book master still tell you the story of painted skin?" Jia Gongqiu's smile was a bit like the wolf grandma who saw the little white rabbit.

    "No, no, I don't want to listen." Jia Qing shook her head repeatedly, with a nervous and frightened look on her face.

    The story of this painted skin is naturally adapted by Jia Gongqiu based on the movie of his previous life. The little girl has obviously been poisoned several times and has a psychological shadow.

    The good opera could no longer be sung, and the big horse naturally failed to ride despite Jia Gongqiu's insistence. Sui'er took advantage of her free time and asked Jia Gongqiu to go back to the house to practice calligraphy. This was an assignment assigned by the private school teacher, and she had to copy regular script every day.  This also gave Jia Gongqiu some headaches. He didn't understand that now that fountain pens were popular, who still used brushes, but both Master Liu and Zhu Xiu thought the teacher was right.

    Listening to Jia Gongqiu sighing, Sui'er couldn't help but feel funny. This young master is really interesting. It's funny that such an older man pretends to be mature.

    "I'm so angry!" After wailing, Sui'er finally couldn't help but burst out in joy, but Jia Qing behind her started to fight with a childish voice: "Tai Ling Tai, Tai Ling Tai, Tai, Tai, Tai Ling Tai  .¡±

    Jia Gongqiu walked in all directions on the stone road, waving his little hands horizontally, and sang at the top of his voice: "I have been cautious in using the army for decades, and I mistakenly hired useless people. I had no choice but to set up an empty city, and I was uneasy"

    "Okay!" Jia Xinwei shouted again at an inappropriate time. Jia Gongqiu turned around and knocked him on the head: "What are you yelling at? If you don't understand, don't yell at me?"

    Jia Xinwei rubbed his head and was very dissatisfied: "I called you wrong? Why did you hit me again?"

    "You didn't call to the right point, do you understand? You're so stupid, you see, Xiao Qing'er knows how accurate the beat is, and she never screams!"

    "Where is that?" Jia Xinwei was still aggrieved.

    How could a four-year-old child know what the key points in Peking Opera are? It took Jia Gongqiu a long time to explain to him, so he was not prepared to spend some time explaining it to him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a smooth sound of the piano. Jia Gongqiu  His ears became stunned.

    After listening for a while, I could tell that this was Tchaikovsky¡¯s Serenade in C major.  In his previous life, he had learned piano music. In his previous life, his parents had arranged a lot of study for him based on the principle of not losing at the starting line, that is, at this age. He learned everything from music to dance. They bought a second-hand piano from a relative.  He practiced for seven years, until the piano broke down, something happened at home, and he couldn't afford the high tuition, so he stopped learning. When he was in junior high school, he picked up the guitar.

    Jia Gongqiu only listened to it for a while and concluded that this was definitely not played by Jia Dai. After listening to her too many pianos over the years, her level in the previous life was only level four to level five, and she could not catch up with him. He had already reached level seven.

    But today is different. The sound of the piano is sometimes cheerful and sometimes sad;  ; Suddenly the autumn wind blew up, the green grass gradually withered, and cold snowflakes fell from the sky.

    "Master, master, don't be in a daze, hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to finish it."

    Sui'er is still thinking about practicing calligraphy, awakening Jia Gongqiu from the beautiful melody, and pulling herJia Gongqiu's hand was about to go away, but Jia Gongqiu broke away from her hand and ran towards the sound of the piano. Sui'er hurriedly chased after her. Jia Xinwei hesitated and followed with her short legs. Jia Qing stumbled and wanted to follow.  She hugged him.

    Running to the starting point of the sound of the piano, as Jia Gongqiu expected, it was another woman who produced such beautiful piano sound. Jia Dai sat on the chair next to her and held her chin with one hand, listening silently.

    The woman playing the piano did not notice the person who appeared at the door. She was still immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano. However, Jia Dai was obviously alarmed. When he saw her standing up, Jia Gongqiu's heart sank. Sure enough, this move alarmed the woman playing the piano.  Stopped abruptly.

    Jia Dai hesitated a little and then pulled Jia Gongqiu in. Jia Gongqiu rarely played with these eldest nieces and nephews. The age gap was too big, so these young men and women in their late twenties called a four or five-year-old child "little".  Uncle, I'm a little embarrassed; secondly, Zhu Xiu doesn't like nephews like Jia Gongqiu and Kuang Guang Kuanmin mixing together. Jia Yun and Jia Dai are better.

    "Dai'er, this is your uncle."

    The woman playing the piano stopped and stood up, facing Jia Gongqiu and asked. The girl was about 1.62 to 1.65 meters tall. She was wearing a floral cheongsam, with long hair shawl, and her hair was tied together with a white hairband, revealing a  Cut off the fair neck.  Looking at the girl's appearance, Jia Gongqiu's head shook as if struck by lightning.

    This girl's facial features are exquisite, her eyebrows are curved like the moon, her eyes are big and round, as if two gems are shining, her nose is straight, her skin is fair, but it is not that pale, but delicate and faintly tinged with jade, she is charming and charming  .

    "Wow, fairy sister! This is the fairy sister!" Jia Gongqiu looked at the girl absently, his mind buzzing, the voice was so beautiful, like notes floating from the sky, it was indescribable.

    "Well, come on, uncle, let me introduce you. This is my classmate, Fang Jingyi."

    Jia Gongqiu was still so silly. Jia Dai couldn't help but repeat it again. Fang Jingyi chuckled, squatted down and looked into Jia Gongqiu's eyes: "Little brother, what is your name?"

    Jia Gongqiu finally came to his senses and said blankly: "I, I, I am my uncle, sister, what is your name?"

    Jia Dai and Fang Jingyi faced each other and started laughing almost at the same time. Jia Gongqiu didn't know what they were laughing at, they were still so stupid. Fang Jingyi felt more and more amused as she laughed, holding her stomach and unable to straighten up.

    "Sister, please teach me how to play the piano." Jia Gongqiu took Fang Jingyi's hand, which was as delicate and smooth as jade.

    "Sister?!" Fang Jingyi was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed even harder. One hand was held by Jia Gongqiu, and the other hand was dragging Jia Dai: "Dai'er, I am his sister, you are his niece, you, you  What should you call me?"

    "Okay, okay, I will call you grandma from now on, as long as I'm not afraid of calling you old!" Jia Dai covered her mouth and said with a smile, "Others were indifferent and thought she was an old lady in her seventies or eighties.  .¡±

    Jia Gongqiu also giggled, and began to feel sorry in his heart. He didn't know that this beautiful fairy sister would be bitten by that wild boar. Look at her little arms and legs. Alas, when she grows up, her children will be able to play soy sauce.  .

    "Sister, can you teach me to play the piano?" Jia Gongqiu rolled his eyes. Although he couldn't reach this cabbage, it would be good to leave some lingering fragrance. From now on, he would lean on this fairy sister all day long and live a life of beauty and fragrance.  So beautiful!

    "Uncle, why do you think of learning the piano?" Jia Dai finally calmed down and asked curiously. Jia Gongqiu had heard her play the piano countless times, but he had never expressed any intention. Today, he suddenly asked her to learn the piano.  .

    "It sounds good, I want to learn it."

    "Okay, I'll teach you."

    "Well," Jia Gongqiu pretended to be embarrassed. He looked at Jia Dai and then at Fang Jingyi. He hesitated for a while and then said in embarrassment: "Let my sister teach me. If you teach me to play the piano, you are a teacher. You are my niece and cannot be a teacher."  .¡±

    Fang Jingyi was just right, and she couldn't help but become happy at this moment: "My niece can't be a teacher, haha, Dai'er, you uncle is so funny."

    "You little heartless boy, why can't I be your teacher?" Jia Dai said angrily, tapping Jia Gongqiu's forehead with her finger.

    Jia Gongqiu giggled, Jia Dai and Fang Jingyi listened to music again. Jia Gongqiu walked to the piano and pressed the keys gently. The piano made a crisp sound, and Jia Dai and Fang Jingyi turned their heads.

    Fang Jingyi walked up to Jia Gongqiu and touched his little head: "Do you understand this piano?"

    Jia Gongqiu raised his head in confusion: "Sister, a piano is a piano, a musical instrument. The book says that the lingering sound lingers for three days, which is the sound of the piano."

    A trace of surprise flashed in Fang Jingyi's eyes. It was not surprising that Jia Dai would say such a thing, but it was a bit surprising for a five-year-old child. Fang Jingyi asked deliberately: "What about you?"You know, the lingering sound lingers for three days, is that what the book said?  "

    This troubled Jia Gongqiu. He didn't know whether it was his past life or this life.  The lingering sound lingered for three days without stopping. Anyone who knows music probably knows this idiom, but few people know the origin, including Jia Gongqiu's college classmates in his previous life.

    Fang Jingyi chuckled: "I don't know."

    Jia Gongqiu lowered his head in an honest manner, with a blush on his face: "The teacher has never taught me, sister, do you know where it comes from?"

    "When Liezi Tang asked, Qin Qinggu told his friend: In the past, when the Qi Dynasty in the east of Han E was short of food, they passed through the Yongmen Gate and chanted songs for fake food. After they left, the lingering sound lingered around the beams for three days, and no one left or left could leave."

    Fang Jingyi opened her mouth without any ambiguity, without even thinking about it.  Jia Gongqiu's eyes almost popped out of his head. This beauty is not simple. She has both talent and beauty. She is not the kind of vase or embroidered pillow.

    "This means that Qin Qing said to his friend: In the past, when Han E went east to Qi State, he ran out of food on the way. When passing by Yongmen, he sold his songs in exchange for food. After she left, the lingering sound of her singing still lingered on the pillars for a long time.  , for three days, the nearby residents thought she hadn¡¯t left.¡±

    Jia Dai smiled and said: "Jingyi, you are perfect to be a teacher. Uncle, you have good eyesight. This classmate of mine is not only beautiful, but also well-educated and erudite. He is a talented student who has just returned from studying in the UK."

    This beauty is actually a returnee from overseas!  In previous lives, overseas returnees were almost dead on the streets, but in this era there are really not many overseas returnees, and overseas returnees are a golden sign.

    "By the way, Jingyi, don't you have nothing to do now? Why don't you come and teach my uncle?" Jia Dai smiled and hugged Fang Jingyi: "Teach me by the way, look at you Royal Academy of Music  Highly talented students, how to teach students."

    Jia Gongqiu took a deep breath at the British Royal Conservatory of Music. The reputation of this music conservatory was so great in the previous life that this beauty actually came from here. God was so blessed that he actually sent such a teacher.

    Jia Gongqiu immediately hugged Fang Jingyi's legs. It's better to be a child. Now Jia Gongqiu is extremely envious of his status. You have to change to an adult to hug her thighs, slap her twice in the face and send her to the police station. But he can just hug her. Who told him to be so tall?  Woolen cloth.

    Fragrant, really fragrant. Jia Gongqiu immediately felt that the flowers and plants in the previous life were all vulgar things, with fake faces, fake breasts, fake butts, and the smell of chemicals all over her body. How could it be like this beauty, who was like uncut jade, with a faint fragrance that hit her nostrils, completely natural?  There is no polish at all.

    "Okay, my tuition fee is quite high." Fang Jingyi joked.

    Jia Gongqiu hesitated for a moment. At this age, he didn't know much about prices and wages, and he didn't know what price to offer. Jia Dai laughed and said: "I don't have much money, I can only be an auditor, and I don't get paid.  "

    Jia Gongqiu had an idea and said with a smile: "Sister, how about this? How much is your teaching fee in the UK, I will pay it here."

    Fang Jingyi was a little surprised. She was joking, but Jia Gongqiu's tone was quite serious. She had also taught students part-time in the UK, and her teaching fees were relatively high among her classmates. Jia Dai had a joking tone, but Jia Gongqiu did not hesitate.  He agreed, and his tone was quite firm.

    "As expected of you, the young master of the Jia family, he is very loud, but sister, I don't have time." Fang Jingyi said, scratching Jia Gongqiu's nose, and then pinched his face: "Besides, this also requires Grandpa Six and Grandma  Just agree."

    "I'll tell Mom and Dad." Jia Gongqiu really wanted to learn piano. In addition to retaining the lingering fragrance, his dream was music. This was a dream brought about by his previous life and he couldn't get rid of it. Music was his soul and his dream.  In his two lifetimes, he pursued piano and guitar, both of which are indispensable.

    Jia Gongqiu said and sat down in front of the piano. After hesitation, he didn't dare to play the music he had learned in his previous life. If Fang Jingyi and Jia Dai asked about it, he couldn't hide it, and he couldn't even make up lies.

    ¡°The little guy who knows nothing, doesn¡¯t even know the musical notation, yet he plays the music of Tchaikovsky, Beethoven, and Bach very well.  This is not a genius, nor a genius, but a ghost.

    ;

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