Dimiao

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Lu Dimiao lowered his head instantly, his face seemed to be burning with heat.

Rong Laoguang was too busy listening to Fan Xiaoshu's wrong pronunciation while frowning, and didn't notice his abnormality for a while.

Only Lu Dimiao, he felt that all the surrounding noises disappeared at once, and a tide-like silence flooded towards him.He took a deep breath and held the palm of his hand, which felt slightly sticky. When he looked down, he was sweating.

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☆, sweet buns

Yu Ju's store has a small door, although it is spacious inside, it cannot be seen from the outside.There is flowing water outside Yuju, and there are always fishermen punting their boats to solicit customers. From time to time, a few guests will come to Yuju to drink tea and listen to music.

Lu Dimiao followed Rong Lao to the rehearsal place after the stage performance, and saw Mu Ning looking down at the score, followed by the young Fan Xiaoshu.

Mu Ning was about 40 to [-] years old, probably practiced the piano often, and there was a natural warmth in his eyebrows.It's just that his brows were tightly frowned, and after reading the score for a while, he turned around and scolded Fan Xiaoshu: "Didn't you say that you are familiar with this piece by reading it backwards? Why did you make a mistake as soon as you came on stage? How many times have you said it, Xiaoshu, Are you studying hard?"

Elder Rong was also very angry, so he didn't try to persuade Mu Ning to stop, instead he stroked his beard and waited with a cold face.

Lu Dimiao subconsciously touched the bag containing his flute with his fingertips, and the soft velvet feeling spread from his fingertips to his heart, as if he could feel a little peace of mind in this way.

Mu Ning finished the training, turned around and saw Elder Rong, bowed to him, raised his eyes to see Lu Dimiao, with a smile on his lips, and said gently: "Old Rong, is this the new recruit?"

Elder Rong nodded: "Jiang Yiqiu's descendant. He has learned his mother's flute skills!"

Mu Ning looked surprised, and Lu Dimiao felt extremely embarrassed: "Mr. Rong! I've only learned the surface, and it's nothing to worry about."

Mu Ning chatted with him a few more words, with an expression of appreciation in his expression.

Elder Rong kept his head down, counting the time, and suddenly interrupted the two of them: "Di Miao, we have to visit another person!"

Mu Ning tilted his head to see the time, and smiled slightly: "That's right, otherwise, even if it's Elder Rong, if he miscalculated the time, he might have to run for nothing."

There was smoke from the sea of ​​tea, Lu Dimiao sniffed lightly, and an indescribable fragrance came to his nostrils.

Mr. Rong introduced him: "This is Xi'er, a tea art master in our restaurant. Next to him are his apprentices. The male is called Wei Chen, and the female is called Wei Chi."

Lu Dimiao took the teacup from Xi Er and smiled politely: "Thank you, Mr. Xi."

He introduced himself: "Mr. Xi, Brother Wei, Miss Wei, I'm Lu Dimiao, I was just recruited to play the flute."

Elder Rong bowed his head and tasted the fragrance of tea, the frown between his eyebrows relaxed comfortably, and asked Xi Er with a smile: "Green tea?"

Xi Er smiled lightly, noncommittal.

For a moment, there was only the slight sound of three people sipping tea in the room.

Slow and rhythmic footsteps sounded, and Lu Dimiao's heart moved slightly.Looking up and seeing Yin Ziyu's smiling expression, he calmly concealed the tension in his eyes.

"Brother Xi Er, this is the songwriter I just recruited, what do you think?" Boss Yin leaned against a pillar on one side, did not sit down, and swept the surrounding people with a half-smile.

Xi Er just raised his eyes slightly, without even changing his expression, and greeted softly: "Boss Yin, would you like some tea?"

Yin Ziyu waved his hand, a hint of ridicule flashed across his eyebrows, and his eyes turned to Wei Chen: "Wei Chen, how have you been studying recently?"

Wei Chen seemed to have a fiery temper, and immediately said: "How is it?! It's not all your fault! The teacher is sent out to perform tea ceremony every day, and the teacher is so tired when he comes back! How can he have time to teach us?!" He Leaving the corners of his lips down, he looked at Wei Chi who bowed his head next to him, "Do you think so? Wei Chi!"

Wei Chi seemed to be a little afraid of Boss Yin, although she only had that half-smile look, so she nodded timidly, and said in a soft voice: "Teacher hasn't had a good rest recently, and I get tired easily. We have been reviewing what we taught before. ."

Yin Ziyu tapped lightly with her finger on the pillar, and after a little thought, she changed her face again, smiling brightly: "Brother Xi Er, I was not careful, I'm really busy recently, forget about it?" your body."

Rong Laocha was almost finished, he pulled Lu Dimiao's sleeve and stood up: "Mr. Xi, Boss Yin, then I will take Dimiao back first."

Boss Yin cast a glance at him, and said softly, "Then can you trouble Mr. Rong to take Wei Chi and Wei Chen away?"

Wei Chen shouted: "Yin Ziyu! You..."

The tea in Xi'er's teacup was not finished yet, when he heard the words, he splashed it at Wei Chen, Xi'er seemed to be very powerful, Wei Chen was too frightened by his action to speak anymore, but Yin Ziyu was still watching with a smile on his face He: "What? I want to chat with Xi Erge alone?"

Wei Shen gritted his teeth secretly, Wei Chi was trembling with fright, pulled his sleeve and whispered: "Brother Shen, let's go out first, it's fine to wait at the door, Sister Yin..." She glanced at Yin Ziyu timidly, Continued: "Sister Yin must have something important to tell the teacher."

Lu Dimiao was a little strange, is it so difficult for a general boss to talk to his subordinates?

He was taken away by Elder Rong, and the other two guarded the door, as if they would not leave until Xi Er came out.

Elder Rong explained softly to him: "Mr. Xier was recruited when Boss Yin's parents passed away. Boss Yin was very wary of him, and he didn't think much of Boss Yin and his guests..." Elder Rong seemed to suddenly remember something, and didn't say anything again. Go on.

Lu Dimiao heard half of what he said, but was dazed and couldn't make out his mind.

The next morning, Lu Dimiao went to the back kitchen to have breakfast, and saw a young man and a middle-aged man, they seemed to have come earlier and almost finished their meal.The middle-aged man saw Lu Dimiao and greeted him: "New here? I'm Qian Ruosheng, the shopkeeper. I'm just like them, just call me Old Qian."

Old Qian raised his hand and snorted at the young man's head, making him cough and mutter, "Old Qian, what are you doing to me?"

Old Qian reprimanded: "To say hello to people, I don't know how to be polite at all when I'm too old!"

The young man muttered again, a Wu sound, which Lu Dimiao, a northerner, couldn't understand at all.

The young man grabbed a bun, swallowed most of it in one gulp, chewed and swallowed it down: "My name is Tang Shu, they all call me Ah Shu, you can just call me that too."

"My name is Lu Dimiao. Boss Yin has recruited Quer." After Lu Dimiao introduced himself, he looked down at the breakfast items.

Old Qian smiled and said, "Eat with peace of mind. No one else comes to eat. Usually, Ashu and I come to eat. It's very interesting to have more of you today."

Lu Dimiao picked out a white bun and asked, "Why didn't everyone else come?"

Old Qian lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk, with a little white bean juice on his beard: "Mr. Rong lives at home, and there is a wife at home. Mr. Xi and the others live in a small yard by themselves, and they don't care about our breakfast. Boss Yin is simple. , she usually doesn't get up in the morning."

Lu Dizhen took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and felt a sweet taste coming from the stuffing on the tip of his tongue, it was so sweet but not greasy, it was very delicious.

Old Qian saw that he looked different, and explained: "Our place likes to eat sweet food. The stuffing in the buns is sweet, and the braised dishes are all sweet. Di Miao used to be from the north, right? Haven't tasted our food here? The things on the side. Other northerners come to our side, and the first taste is the same. Slowly it will be fine."

Lu Dimiao swallowed the sweet bun, lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk, which was also sweet and fragrant.

He had a hunch that this life in Yuju might bring him a new experience that he had never had before.

The author has something to say: The article is slow and the emotional line and plot are very long

☆, test

This is the first time that Lu Dimiao participated in the rehearsal of a stage performance. In the first half of the time, they each practiced their respective parts, and in the second half of the time, everyone played together.

It was said that everyone played together, but in view of a certain boss who was unable to get up, only Lu Dimiao, Mu Ning, Fan Xiaoshu and other musicians were left to play together.