Peerless luthier

the weather is nice today.

Sunlight seeps in softly from the window, and the fresh morning breath spreads in every corner of the room.

Hua Tian easily jumped onto Zhong Yi's soft bed, then sat down on Zhong Yi's light blue quilt and began to perform "Tarzan pressure".

Zhong Yi was overwhelmed by the "pressure of Mount Tai".

Facing the flower field "squatting" on his quilt early in the morning, Zhong Yi's eyes were narrowed into a line, and he murmured: "Your bell is with Ah Li, it's useless to wake me up early in the morning. "

After finishing speaking, he yawned lazily, and was about to fall back into the bed.

Hua Tian shook his beard and watched Zhong Yi fall back under the covers.

After a while, "stop stop—"

Zhong Yi sat up suddenly, with a helpless expression and said: "Don't step on me!"

Hua Tian calmly stopped jumping, retracted her snow-white paws, and squatted quietly beside Zhong Yi.

One person and one cat stared at each other for a long time, Zhong Yi compromised.

"Okay——" Zhong Yi hugged the noisy flower field in her arms, "I'll talk to Ah Li when I come back at noon today, and now I'm going to get up and wash up to go to school."

Hua Tian rubbed Zhong Yi's face in satisfaction, Zhong Yi felt Hua Tian's soft and smooth fur, and sighed in his heart: Oh, it's not easy to raise a cat these days.

Putting on the academic robes of Yunying Academy and standing in front of the mirror, Zhong Yi felt that she had grown taller.

Pulling back the curtains that fell to the ground, the light was bright, and a boy with jet-black hair and neatly bundled up was reflected in the mirror. The modified robe perfectly outlined the thin figure that was unique to him when he was a boy.

Zhong Yi patted his face, looked closer, and found that his eyes seemed to be rounder than before, but his chin was sharper—this was a bit like his father, Zhong Han, when he was young.

Zhong Yi sighed to the boy in the mirror: "Oh, not handsome enough."

In the summer, Ah Li's clothes became tightly wrapped around his torso due to sweat in the summer—the slender figure and the muscles that evenly covered his torso appeared in his mind.

Unwillingly, Zhong Yi pinched her own arm, then pinched her waist and abdomen, but did not find any trace of muscle.

Zhong Yi sullenly said: "..."

It's better not to think about it, Zhong Yi straightened her clothes, and turned around and shouted: "Huantian, let's go."

Hua Tian ran to Zhong Yi with small white feet.

Passing by the courtyard, the birds living in the bamboo forest began to sing, and the autumn morning did not seem to be solidified.

Holding Huatian in a good mood, he greeted the servants and came to the dining room.

Hua Tian very consciously ran to his cat food bowl under the dining table. A Rong smiled and kindly added food for it: "Let's eat some small fish fillets today."

Mimi Huatian was excited.

The carved wooden window was opened, and the quiet fragrance of the cold-leaved wood transplanted by my father permeated the air, making people feel peaceful.

After wiping their hands, they went to the dining table, and their father and mother had already started to arrange breakfast.

Zhong Han was obviously in good spirits, humming a little tune while setting up his chopsticks.

Zhong Yi sat down, looked left and right, but unexpectedly did not see Ah Li.

Zhong Yi asked curiously, "Daddy, where's Ah Li?"

Zhong Han handed him a bowl of tofu nao: "Ah Li? He got up early and went to Tianchang to practice swords."

Zhong Yi complained about Ah Li inwardly, and said, "What day is Ah Li's martial arts test?"

Yan Hui drank millet porridge and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief: "Isn't it October 20th and 21st?" She calculated, "It will be in six days."

Zhong Yi casually ate the shortbread.

Six days later, he still had to go to school, and he wanted to see Ah Li's heroic appearance on the competition stage.

Zhong Han stopped his chopsticks and said, "Xiaoyi, you are going to take the intermediate-level luthier certification exam in early November. Have you practiced the repertoire a few days ago?"

Zhong Yi nodded with a bitter face: "It's familiar."

Zhong Han and Yan Hui looked at each other and saw Zhong Xiaoyi's boredom.

Zhong Han stretched out his hand and stroked Zhong Xiaoyi's soft hair soothingly: "Xiaoyi, you are talented, so you have to work harder. The professional pianist certificate is nothing. After you get the intermediate pianist certificate, you can get the senior pianist certificate." , by then, you will be able to take the banquet-level luthier qualification certificate, don't you want to be like daddy?"

Zhong Yi raised her eyes to see the gentle encouragement in her father's black eyes, and nodded: "I will work hard."

Yan Hui smiled: "Be aggressive at all times, Xiaoyi, both father and mother hope that you can become a court-level luthier, so don't slow down here."

Zhong Yi bowed her head and answered, "I see."

Zhong Han said: "It's not difficult to get an intermediate piano teacher certificate. Most of Daddy's students can do it, let alone such a smart Xiaoyi from our family."

After hearing this, Zhong Yi raised her tail: "Of course, don't worry, Daddy."

Yan Hui hurriedly picked up a piece of shallot pancake: "Stop talking, let's have breakfast."

After breakfast, Zhong Yi stood up and bid farewell to his parents: "I'm going to school, please take care of my parents."

Daddy smiled at him at the dinner table.

Yan Hui said, "Be careful on the road."

Zhong Yi turned her head while walking: "It's okay, Uncle Ma will see me off."

At the door, Hua Tian who came out rubbed Zhong Yi's feet, Zhong Yi knelt down and patted its head: "Huantian, don't rub back and forth all the time, it's easy to get bald.

Huatian, who was having a good time: "..."

"Why are you standing at the door?"

Turning around, I saw a vigorous and handsome young man walking with his sword in his hand.

It turned out that Zhong Li had returned.

The flower field that was rubbing back and forth at Zhong Yi's feet.Seemingly unable to hold back the excitement of seeing the handsome man, he jumped on Zhong Li at once.

I saw that the food was good recently, so the fatter Hua Tian suddenly jumped to Zhong Li's chest, Zhong Li scooped it up, and Hua Tian lay firmly in Zhong Li's arms.

"Meow--"

Hanada flicked her tail with great satisfaction.

Zhong Yi squeezed Ah Li's shoulder, and then her own: "Why do you feel different?"

Ah Li stroked Huatian's hair and said, "The quality of the meat is different."

Zhong Yi pouted.

He raised his dark eyes to look at Zhong Yi: "Aren't you going to class?"

Zhong Yi said: "This is not going."

He touched Huatian's head: "Hanatian is good."

Uncle Ma said beside the carriage: "Young master, let's go."

Zhong Yi said: "Here we come." Walking down the stairs, he looked back at Ah Li, and he really wanted to say: "A Li, can you give me the flower field bell?"

Or be nicer?

"Brother Li, can you give me the flower field bell?"

Seeing Ah Li standing on the stairs, he still swallowed his words with difficulty.

Just when he was about to think of another way, Ali smiled at him, and the sunshine in his smile was bright.

He said gently: "Be careful on the road."

Zhong Yi was stunned: "..."

Ah Li's always handsome face just showed a few traces of tenderness, which immediately stirred up the thoughts in Zhong Yi's mind, but he finally suppressed the roiling thoughts forcibly.

After getting into the carriage, Zhong Yi waved goodbye to Zhong Li.

He raised the curtain and looked at the gradually bustling street and the noisy shops around in the morning, and Zhong Yi suddenly had an idea in his mind.

He cheered in his heart, and quickly made a small calculation.

The way to the academy seems to be getting closer because of the familiarity.

Zhong Yi, who was sitting in the carriage, just recited a music score silently in her heart, and the carriage stopped smoothly.

The car curtain was lifted, revealing Uncle Ma's simple and honest smile: "Young Master, we're here."

After saying goodbye to Uncle Ma happily, Zhong Yi walked towards Zhiqin Tower.

He went up to the second floor familiarly, and stepped into the familiar school.

Uh……

"Sorry, I went wrong."

Zhong Yi withdrew with a bright smile that everyone loves flowers and sees flowers bloom.

He tapped his head and rubbed his eyes - there was nothing wrong, the school name was right.

but--

It's just a short vacation, why have Liu Fu and Chen Cheng become good brothers hooking each other up? !

He took another step and peered.

I saw Liu Fu sitting on his seat, flirting with Chen Cheng, their faces were very close to each other, and they seemed to be muttering something.

Although puzzled, Zhong Yi still walked in.

Liu Fu didn't have the slightest awareness of occupying someone else's seat. After seeing Zhong Yi coming in, he said casually, "Zhong Yi, take my seat first, and I have something to talk to Chen Cheng about."

Zhong Yi was surprised, but she was still very happy to give a chance to improve the relationship between these two brothers who blush when they meet and have thick necks.

So Zhong Yi sat down, took out the "Must Practice Repertoire for Intermediate Luthiers" that his father had given him, and started to read the score.

Zhong Li sat in Liu Fu's seat and read a book for a while.

He was always quiet when he was reading, and the disturbances around him were nothing like his eyes.On this point, whether it's Zhong Han, Zhong Li, or Zhong Yi's reading, they seem to be as focused and serious as ever.

Zhong Yi's eyebrows are delicate, her forehead is smooth and clean, and the few strands of black hair hanging down her fair cheeks add a bit of a bookish air to this childish and delicate face.

After a while, the school staff came: "Nine Qinzi, go to the piano room to practice last week's repertoire for two hours."

"Two hours is enough to practice from morning to noon."

Zhong Yi, who was packing the books, lowered her head, but suddenly heard such a sentence in her ear.

The voice was somewhat familiar, but when he looked up, he couldn't find the object of the voice.

He lowered his head and thought casually, indeed, two hours, neither long nor short.

Looking down at his fingertips, calluses appeared faintly.

These, as a luthier, must adapt.

He followed the team to the piano room, sat in a fixed position and began to practice the piano.

The piano room is very large, and the seats of each piano are very separated. Zhong Yi looked at the first one—huh?Why is there no master to come to the hall today?

Maybe something delayed it.

Zhong Yi calmed down and quietly recalled the melody.

After a while, each piano began to sing slowly, and the subtle and meaningful sound of the piano was like a soft thin thread, lingering in the entire piano room...

Zhong Yi raised her clear eyes and gently stroked the young man's fingertips with warm light. This kind of quiet time is really beautiful.