Shu Baoer's pipa is one of the various musical instruments she knows, and she just got the certificate of level nine a few days ago.

This sentence says that I am also average, and it is simply to catch the ducks on the shelves.

She sat on a small stool with her pipa in her arms, wrapped her hands with clips, plucked the strings with her bare hands, and her ten fingers were like green onions. I feel very beautiful.

It's just that the dress and the overly modern charm of this body don't seem to match the folk music pipa.

Wen Jian remembered that when her younger sister was learning the pipa, her long black hair was scattered behind her head, her peaceful oval face, and her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, which matched the pipa very well.

In terms of skills, there is nothing wrong with Shu Baoer's playing, but I don't know if she is too young to understand the meaning of the song, or if she lives too well and the composer's understanding of the problem is not the same. , but unfortunately there is no charm.

A song without emotion is like a beauty who is beautiful but not interesting. It is fresh, but it will not move people.

I don't know whether the two elders upstairs finished reading the perfume and handbags, or were attracted by the sound of the pipa.

When the two went downstairs, they saw Shu Bao'er playing the pipa with a smile on their faces.

"I'm getting better at listening to Bao'er's pipa." Yang Sumei naturally wants to praise her best friend's girl.

Of course she could hear the problem, it's just that the little girl is still young, it's not a big deal if she can't figure out the mood of the song for a while.

Shu Baoer wanted to raise her tail to the sky when she got the praise, but she still said: "I am learning pipa skills with my sister-in-law. It just so happens that my aunt and mother are here, sister-in-law, you can also play a piece."

While she was talking, the pipa was handed to Wen Jian.

Gu Ciyuan thought about Wen Jian's family background, it would be good enough to be able to go to school, why would he spend money to let him go to these interest classes, he didn't want to let Jian Jian not come down, so he stopped himself.

"Didn't Bao'er say that she wanted to ask my mother for guidance? Now is a good time."

Shu Bao'er was obviously not the one who knew how to advance and retreat, she still stuck her neck and said: "Of course I want to ask my aunt for advice, but my sister-in-law also plays a song, it doesn't matter if the conversation is not good, we are not outsiders."

Mrs. Shu's face is already a little unhappy, and her daughter's inability to look at people needs to be rectified.

Gu Ciyuan almost turned cold, but at this moment, Yang Sumei said, "Jian Jian also play a piece, Bao'er doesn't have any friends who didn't learn pipa with her. Looking for someone to learn from."

Gu Ciyuan, who was standing in front of Jian Jian, went to see his mother, and saw that her face was calm, and she didn't have the slightest panic or intention to end the farce.

It stands to reason that my mother would not make Jane look ugly, could it be...

He lowered his eyes to look at Jian Jian's expression, and he was also indifferent, without any fear at all.

Wen Jian got Yang Sumei's approval, and took the pipa and armor piece from Shu Baoer.

Just one glance at his posture holding the pipa, Shu Bao'er felt that something was wrong.

It corresponds to the two poems in "Pipa Xing": three or two tones of the rotating shaft, and there is love before the tune is formed.

He chose "Rolling Bead Curtain", which is crisp and melodious when played on a pipa, which is very different from Shu Baoer's profound but mediocre tune.

Gentle twisting and slow twisting, starting and turning, all are accurate and in place, and more importantly, the taste of the tune is brought to the extreme.

It is said that a beautiful woman holding a pipa looks good, but if she is really beautiful, why are she still limited to men and women?

The young man who played the pipa had his eyebrows slightly lowered. Listening to him play, one would want to close his eyes and appreciate it carefully. In his mind, he couldn't help but picture Wen Jian in a green shirt and robe with long hair holding the pipa and playing it.

Such a surprise was never expected by Gu Ciyuan.

Jian Jian played the pipa proficiently. When she raised her eyes, the eyes of the two met in the air, and the tune became more affectionate.

Everyone here knows that the pipa is something that is most afraid of making others feel bad. Using a pipa that you are not familiar with will always affect your performance.

The effect of playing has become like this, if he uses his own pipa, it will be repaid!

At the end of the song, Wen Jian swiftly removed the armor from her hand, and returned it together with the pipa.

"You can't play well, you're showing off."

Shu Bao'er's face was already white and red, and now she felt like breaking her pipa.

But now I'm in someone else's house, and it's really hard to lose my temper, so I had to endure it forcefully, never mentioning the matter of asking Yang Sumei for advice, and quickly put it in the bag.

Mrs. Shu knew that her daughter was hit by the gun, and she couldn't express anything on her face, so she just smiled and said: "It's very good, I don't know which teacher I invited, I have long wanted to give it to our family. My son has changed a teacher, and after teaching and teaching, the child's level has not improved much, so it is better to change the teacher early to save delay."

After all, he is an experienced person, and it is obvious that his girl is not as good as others, so he blamed the reason on Pipa teacher's head in a few sentences.

Yang Sumei smiled and said: "You can't invite this teacher. Jian Jian's great-grandmother was a very dignified lady when she was young. She was very good at pipa, guzheng, and erhu. The children followed the old lady's knees. It's just learning. Let's not talk about it, let's stay at home for dinner tonight, it happens to be crowded, so I will ask Mrs. Chen to do more."

Mrs. Shu just couldn't sit still, she just said: "Don't worry, Bao'er still has tutoring tonight, I have to take her back first."

Shu Wenqing stared heartlessly at Wen Jian and turned his eyes back and forth, which made Gu Ciyuan a little unhappy.

"Does Ah Qing want to stay for dinner tonight?" Gu Ciyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a friendly manner.

Wen Jian looked at the man in surprise. It turned out that this was Ah Qing, whom Lang Ziyu said was not very good. What a good woman and man who looks like this, why not cultivate her body well?

"I heard that you broke up again, and it happens that there is a suitable person around me who can introduce you." Gu Ciyuan calmly put his eyes on his wife's brother twice.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Shu heard that her son had broken up again, she immediately started rambling.

As a result, when the three members of the Shu family left, none of them looked very pretty.

As soon as the gate was closed, Yang Sumei took a seat next to Wen Jian, "That child Bao'er is spoiled, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

Wen Jian nodded.

Yang Sumei said again: "We don't cause trouble, and we don't show cowardice. If someone dares to raise their hands, you can just slap them boldly. Don't worry, Ciyuan and Mom will stand up for you if you have something to do."

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