Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

"It's delicious," Shen Jinzhen usually doesn't eat greasy food in the morning, but today he ate a whole fried dough stick for the first time.

After a while, he finished drinking the milk on the table.

"If you come, you will make great progress and become a great chef in no time."

Jinzhen praised him generously and even helped him develop a plan.

"Why not learn basic home cooking this year, then learn Sichuan cuisine next year, Shandong cuisine the year after, and then Cantonese cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Hunan cuisine in that order... Then our family can save a lot of money."

Listening to Jin Zhen's words, Wei Ruolai couldn't help but laugh, and felt a little flattered by her praise.

"Okay, then everyone should show their support."

Jin Zhen smiled and said, "Of course, I am a big fan of Chef Wei."

After breakfast, Shen Jinzhen came to the piano room, where there was a piano that had not been played for a long time.

Because the servants wiped the piano, the surface was spotless and it didn't feel like it had not been used for a long time.

Shen Jinzhen took Wei Ruolai by the hand and sat on the bench in front of the piano.

"Jinzhen, I'll just listen to you play. I can't play."

Wei Ruolai was not familiar with this huge monster and had never even seen it before coming to Shanghai.

When he saw Jinzhen invited him to sit down with him, he was a little at a loss. He was afraid that if the conversation went badly, it would affect Jinzhen.

"If you come, I'll teach you."

Shen Jinzhen took his hand, placed it on the piano keys, and said slowly:

"The instrument in front of you is called a piano. It has a total of 88 keys. It's a little difficult to get started, but it will be easy once you master the basic playing method."

As Shen Jinzhen spoke, he gently plucked the strings a few times, and a beautiful melody slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

"Let me play the Peace March for you. Although foreign songs are nice, the songs produced by the musicians in our organization are more atmospheric."

She played the song bit by bit. Due to her hand injury, the overall rhythm was a bit slower, but it did not affect Wei Ruolai's feeling as a listener.

He was immersed in Jin Zhen's beautiful music, and looking at her serious expression as she played, his eyes were filled with unstoppable admiration and love.

"If you come, don't be distracted."

After Shen Jinzhen finished playing a song, he saw that Ruolai was a little distracted, so he hooked his neck and kissed him on the lips.

"I am Ms. Shen Jinzhen, who is known as a little musician. As my husband, you were distracted while listening to my performance. This is really disrespectful."

She was a little disappointed. If she didn't like this song, she could change to another one. She actually got distracted in front of him and was noticed by him.

Wei Ruolai lowered his eyes, looking a little nervous, "Jin Zhen, I wasn't distracted because it sounded bad, but because it sounded too good. For a moment, I felt that I was not worthy of you."

If he had not learned mathematics better than others and met Mr. Wang, and then met Jinzhen, he and Jinzhen would probably still be two strangers with no connection at all.

"Silly boy, I never disliked you," Jin Zhen looked at Ruolai with deep affection, and pulled his hand to press on the keyboard, "I'll teach you, don't let your mind wander again, and play it for me later."

Shen Jinzhen was a little overbearing at this time, but Ruolai was happy and started to learn from her seriously.

After a whole morning of practice, Wei Ruolai was able to play it independently intermittently.

"Ruolai is so smart," Jin Zhen flexed his fingers and teased, "Luckily I learned it more than 20 years earlier than you, otherwise you would have stolen all the limelight."