When JieJie and I were eating breakfast, Xiao Jiu couldn't help but stick his head out of the room and was seen by JieJie.
"Yi, what's that?" JieJie said in surprise.
I turned my head and saw Xiao Jiu and JieJie staring at each other.
"You have seen this guy before. In the dream, "I didn't plan to hide it from JieJie. Since JieJie saw it, I naturally told her.
"You brought him out? He's a fox spirit! "JieJie said worriedly.
"It's okay, this guy's life is in my hands. If he doesn't listen, I will throw him back," I didn't mind letting Xiao Jiu hear what I said.
Hearing our words, Xiao Jiu didn't hide anymore and ran over to JieJie's side. Looking at JieJie, he intimately ran to JieJie's feet and rubbed his fluffy head against JieJie's trousers. This guy seemed to be naturally lovable. However, I knew that although this guy looked small, he wasn't small at all. Who knew how many years he had lived in the dream. Maybe he was already an old fox.
It seemed that a cute little animal like Xiao Jiu had a huge killing power for girls. The moment JieJie saw Xiao Jiu, she liked him a lot.
"Too cute," JieJie directly carried Xiao Jiu to the table.
"This guy never bathes. If you put him on the table, how dirty will he be!" I quickly said.
"You are the one who never bathes," Xiao Jiu retorted.
This time, JieJie was completely shocked. Although she knew that the nine-tailed fox in the dream could speak human language. However, hearing Nine-Tailed Fox speak in real life still gave her an indescribable shock.
"Do you believe that I won't cut you?" I raised my fist and threatened.
Xiao Jiu immediately pretended to be pitiful, making JieJie's heart overflow.
"Jingyang, you were wrong. Xiao Jiu is clean, how is he not clean? You even threatened him. If you threaten him, I will take care of you. Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid of him. If he doesn't listen, JieJie will take care of him! "JieJie picked up the breakfast for Xiao Jiu. This guy really ate with relish.
"I knew that nothing good would come out of bringing you out. Sis, she's a vixen. Don't take her out. Just let her stay at home. "I quickly reminded her.
"You think too much. As long as Little Nine did not speak, who would know that she was a vixen? How boring would it be to leave it at home? Anyway, I have a separate office. I can bring it to school. "
I shook my head helplessly. I knew that my sister wouldn't leave her at home. I can't bring Little Nine to school either. The school didn't allow pets. Also, if this guy is brought to school, I won't be able to live in peace anymore.
"Sis, I think it's better not to take her out. Don't be fooled by her honest appearance now. That's in front of me. If you take her out and cause trouble, it'll be troublesome. Don't be fooled by her cute appearance now. If she shows all nine tails, she will be very frightening. "I said worriedly.
"I think you're just an old man's soul wrapped up in the skin of a little kid. Do you think you can scare people with nine tails? Others would only think that it was a mutant fox. No one would think that this is a vixen, "Sis smiled.
"Then I'll follow you. You have to be more careful when you take her out. Little Nine, listen well. You're not allowed to speak outside. You're not allowed to show the other eight tails. Otherwise, I'll come back and cut off your eight useless tails, "I threatened.
Little Nine immediately started to squeak, as if she was very scared. I thought that something happened to Little Nine. Only when my ear was pinched by Sis did I know that I was tricked by this little fellow again.
When we arrived at school, Wang-laoshi had already urged the students who signed up for the painting competition to quickly hand in their works. Also, try to frame the works as well as possible. This way, it would look more formal.
"Huang Jingyang, you can't be preparing to give up right? Actually it's nothing much, since you didn't learn it before. It's just a bit of time, it's normal that you can't learn it well. It's just that you shouldn't have bragged at the start. Look, you finally can't go back now right? You have to be more down-to-earth as a person. Painting isn't basketball. It's fine as long as your limbs are developed. Don't you think so? "Tan Liwen said weirdly.
"Did I say I gave up? Wei Mohen, when did you hear me say I was going to give up? "I asked with a smile.
"You didn't? I didn't hear Huang Jingyang say he was going to give up? Isn't it not the deadline yet? Some people are really too impatient. They think that because they're a cowardly deserter, they think that the whole world is the same as them. What's this called again. It's something like the heart of a petty person, the stomach of a gentleman, "Wei Mohen scratched his head, as if he couldn't remember. Actually, this guy was pretending on purpose.
In the end, there really were people who believed him. Li Wan immediately felt disdain towards a certain person's ignorance, "It's measuring the stomach of a gentleman with the heart of a petty person."
"Yes yes yes, that's what it means. Tan Liwen, I didn't say that, the entertainment committee member personally said it, "Wei Mohen chuckled. He didn't feel ashamed, and instead felt proud.
Only then did Li Wan realize that she was being too clever for her own good, and was actually used by Wei Mohen. She glared at Wei Mohen angrily, then complained to her deskmate. "Xiao Manli, you don't care about him at all, you have to be strict when you should be strict."
Tan Liwen's face twitched with a fake smile, "Then tomorrow, I'll wait to see your masterpiece."
"To be able to make the great calligrapher in our class pay so much attention to me, I'm also very shocked," my impression of Tan Liwen had pretty much hit rock bottom.
The entertainment committee member Li Wan announced another major event on this day, "Students, the school will hold a selection for the National Day Arts Performance on National Day. Every class has to choose a performance to participate in, the successful performance will be held before the National Day Arts Performance before the National Day holiday. This would be a bonus to the class's evaluation of the awards. Therefore, it is very important. The class committee discussed and decided that we will hold a selection in the class, everyone in the class has to prepare a performance. They can perform alone, or perform together; it can be a song, it can be a dance, it can also be a talent show. There are a lot of people in our class who are good at playing musical instruments, for example, Tan Liwen classmate's specialty is piano performance. "
"Everyone has to come up with a performance?" Wei Mohen asked with a frown.
"Wei Mohen, you are a member of the class committee, as a member of the class, shouldn't everyone come up with a performance? Everyone will stay every afternoon this week, we will hold a selection competition in the class. Everyone has to prepare a performance, "Li Wan said.
The class monitor Peng Yalin also stood up and said, "Actually, it's not very hard for everyone to come up with a performance. After all, it's just a performance in the class, not everyone has to represent the class to participate in the competition. "
"But, I can't bring my piano to class," Tan Liwen said worriedly.
"That's simple. You can just use the electronic piano instead. As long as you can play the electronic piano, it means that your piano skills are good, "Li Wan immediately thought of a way.
"Ai, what performance are you two preparing?" Tan Liwen actually came in front of Wei Mohen and me out of habit.
"You're getting excited, aren't you?" Wei Mohen really got angry, he was just worrying about what performance to prepare, he didn't think that Tan Liwen actually came to show off again. This bastard really went to a lot of training classes and learned a lot of things.
"Aren't I just thinking about the honor of our class? Why do you have to treat me like this? "Seeing Wei Mohen so annoyed, Tan Liwen was even happier.
"Stay away from me. You're so close, I can't promise that I won't beat you up, "Wei Mohen said very angrily.
Tan Liwen quickly moved far away. "Wei Mohen, what do you want? I'm also doing it for the honor of our class. "
"Fuck off!" Wei Mohen roared in a low voice.
I looked at Wei Mohen and Tan Liwen bickering, and couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you getting angry at him for? He's relying on this to make his presence known, "I smiled.
"That's true." My words made Wei Mohen feel relieved. "Oh yeah, Huang Jingyang, what kind of performance are you preparing to do?"
"I just learned the guqin, I'm preparing to play a guqin song," I said.
"You just learned it again. And a guqin song. Huang Jingyang, don't always do this. Even I don't know if you're telling the truth or lying, "Wei Mohen complained.
"Distance tests a horse's strength, time reveals a person's heart," I smiled and didn't explain.
"Good luck, I have high hopes for you," Wei Mohen patted me heavily on the shoulder.
If I didn't get that strand of Dao Intent, and pass on the entire life of that grandmaster level guqin player's experience and understanding of music, I would be able to completely master the guqin playing technique just by learning from the thoughts. Of course, what I can do now is to perform a relatively simple performance. But if I want to perform the grandmaster level "High Mountains and Flowing Water" in its entirety, it isn't something that can be done right away. After all, gaining experience doesn't equal to gaining strength. I still need to keep practicing to be able to do it.
The next morning, because I had to take my two works and a guqin, Jiejie was worried that it would be damaged, so she drove me to Affiliated High. She even helped me move my things to school. I happened to meet Wei Mohen on the way, and I immediately grabbed him.
As soon as I entered the classroom, the things in Wei Mohen's and my hands attracted the attention of the students in the class. Especially the guqin in my hand, no one in the class recognized it.
"Huang Jingyang, is the guqin in your hand a guqin or a yangqin?" Li Wan came over and asked curiously.
"This one is even older than the yangqin or guqin. This is a guqin. A five-string guqin. There are only five notes, two less than modern music. Later, the number of strings slowly increased, and there were six and seven strings. The seven-string guqin is considered a classic among the guqin. But my guqin is even older, only has five strings, "I said.
"Do you really know how to play the guqin?" Li Wan said and looked at me.
"If you don't know how to play, why did Huang Jingyang move here? Isn't this asking the obvious? No wonder they say that long hair is short knowledge. What kind of brainless thing is that? "Wei Mohen muttered on the side.
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