Chapter 58 Black Widow PK White Scholar (24)

Su Yu smiled and said nothing, but sat down slowly, and carefully uncovered the brocade, revealing a snow-white lyre.

"This piano is so beautiful." Li Xinyue's eyes were shining, and she felt that she couldn't find any better words to describe it.

Su Yu smiled slightly, and stroked the body of the piano lightly with her fingers, "Sister Yue is smart, she can guess right."

Li Xinyue patted her hand lightly, and said with great emotion, "Wonderful, gifted scholars and beautiful ladies, beautiful days and beautiful scenery, if you don't drink and talk, you won't live up to this good time."

Su Yu thought Li Xinyue's "talking" meant "playing the piano", and nodded in agreement, "There is no need for wine, good tea is fine."

Li Xinyue quickly took the tea bowl and handed it to Su Yu, "Sir, Yue'er must study hard, and she will definitely live up to this good piano."

Su Yu took the tea and took a sip, "I will play a piece of music for you, Yue'er, listen carefully."

This is the benefit of being a teacher, there is no age difference, Sister Yue has already become Yue'er.

Su Yu took out a plain white handkerchief from the embroidery, and wiped his hands carefully. If a modern man could do that gesture, it would definitely be unbelievable, but Su Yu did it in an indescribably elegant manner.

"Meditation." Su Yu put down the handkerchief, said two words to Li Xinyue, and pressed the strings.

The sound of the piano is curling up. At first, it seems that someone is whispering softly in the ear. Later, the sound of the piano gradually becomes denser, like a lover’s glue and paint. Sob and cry.

At the end of the song, a tear fell from Li Xinyue's eyes.

Su Yu raised her head and saw Li Xinyue crying, with a ray of tenderness in her eyes.

"Putting down is worth 50." Li Xinyue was awakened by Ding Dong's voice, and she realized that she had lost her composure and shed tears. She quickly raised her sleeve and tried the tears, "Mr. I laughed."

"It doesn't matter. Yue'er has a real temperament and is extremely intelligent. She can understand the feelings in the song. I am very pleased to be a teacher." Su Yu can be seen to be very happy, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Sir, does this song have a name?" Li Xinyue asked curiously.

"Without a name, Mister got this sheet music by accident."

"What a pity..." Li Xinyue felt a little regretful.

"Yue'er can understand the true meaning of the song, why don't you name this song?" Su Yu's eyes lit up, and he suggested.

"The beauty is rolling the beaded curtain, sitting deeply and frowning, but seeing the wet tears, I don't know who I hate... Sir, this song is called 'Rolling the Beaded Curtain', okay?" After thinking for a while, Li Xinyue had an idea.

Su Yu stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked up and down, and recited the poem lightly, then turned around for a while, smiled and nodded at Li Xinyue, with a look of relief in his eyes, "The beaded curtain...the beaded curtain...wonderful... Yue'er is a very good name."

Li Xinyue lowered her head shyly, then raised her head for a while and looked at Su Yu without saying a word.

"The knockdown value is 55." The eyes of the two met, and Ding Dong's voice seemed to reveal such a tinge of joy.

"Yue'er, come here, sir will teach you how to play this song."

In the thatched shed, the sound of the piano sounded.

The son is like jade, with a calm face, the beauty is blushing, and her little hands are trembling slightly.

Not long after, the sound of "rustling" came from the thatched shed above her head. Li Xinyue's five senses were better than ordinary people under the tempering of the real fire of nine suns. She was the first to discover the abnormal sound. Sky, "Sir, look quickly."

The first heavy snow in early winter came unexpectedly, and it came from the high altitude, like catkins flying lightly, and like goose feathers falling lightly.

The heavy snow was flying, and the treetops and roofs were whitened in just half an hour, and a lot of ground was also accumulated.

The sky and the earth are a vast expanse of whiteness, like a huge picture scroll unfolding slowly, only a red dress and a green dress under the thatched shed add some color to the huge picture scroll, just like a freeze frame.

(End of this chapter)

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