Peerless luthier

The whole class in the morning was dedicated to Master Zhu, Master Zhu was really amazing, the whole class was taught empty-handed, eloquent and calm, it seems that every master has two brushes. (.)

Zhong Yi lowered his head and looked at Master Zhu's "Qin Juan", on which the annotations were written with vermilion pen and ink. Tonal changes are captured.

In contrast, my notes are really rough, and I have to revise them carefully after I go back...

Thinking of this, he had a headache, where did his book go?Where did it land?

When the bell echoed in Yunying Academy, the setting sun outside the window had already dyed a piece of sunset red, and the sunlight was jumping on a thick and dense tree next to Zhiqin Building.

Master Zhu announced the dismissal of the hall, and the rest quickly packed up and went downstairs.

Zhong Yi stood awkwardly in front of Master Zhu: "Master, thank you."

Zhu Wen smiled gently: "It doesn't matter, where did you put your book? At home?"

Zhong Yi also looked confused: "No, I remember keeping it in the desk."

Zhu Wen walked to Zhong Yi's desk, glanced at it, and looked at Zhong Yi with a surprised face: "Xiao Yi, didn't you lock the desk?"

what? !

Zhong Yi looked at Liu Fu, Li Mu, Chen Cheng and the others in a daze, and found that their desks were all hung with locks emitting a cold light.

"This……"

Zhu Wen sighed a little: "Blame me, I forgot to inform you."

Zhong Yi tentatively asked: "They locked it... because they are afraid that others will take the wrong book?"

Zhu Wen shook his head and said: "Sometimes, there are some pianos that have borrowed other people's notes and have not returned them..."

Zhong Yi understood, was depressed, forced a smile and said, "Maybe, I was left at home. I took a nap in my brother's room at noon... I guess I was left behind."

Zhu Wen smiled and said: "It would be great if you find it."

Zhong Yi nodded and remained silent.In fact, he knew in his heart that this was impossible. He finished practicing the piano at noon and went back directly.

When Zhu Wen looked at Zhong Yi's lowered eyes, the long and slender eyelashes trembled slightly - really like a butterfly trembling.

Zhu Wen sighed from the bottom of her heart: This child, whatever he thinks in his heart is actually written on his face.

Zhong Yi bid farewell to Zhu Wen and found Uncle Ma waiting for him.

Uncle Ma smiled honestly: "Young master, the master has gone to Wang Yuan's house, and he entrusted me to pick you up temporarily."

Zhong Yi looked at Uncle Ma's smile, and couldn't get out of his mind.

He just nodded obediently: "Thank you, Uncle Ma."

Uncle Ma saw that his young master seemed a little disappointed, what he thought in his heart was: I guess the young master is a little sad because the master didn't come?

Thinking of this, when he was driving the carriage, he kept telling jokes to Zhong Xiaoyi, and Zhong Yi laughed when he listened.

After all, it is a child's heart, and those troubles are quickly forgotten.

Tianchang Martial Arts Platform——

After Zhong Li finished his lunch, he gave the lunch box to the servant and asked him to tell him that he planned to practice until the afternoon.

As long as he was distracted occasionally, he still felt irritable for no reason.

With a roundabout, the spear pierced into the target.

The harsh sun reflected light on the icy spearhead.

Zhong Li withdrew his spear indifferently, and stood on the high training platform, looking down at the pedestrians below.

The wind gently blows Zhong Li's ink-colored black hair, traces his handsome facial contours, and his deep black eyes look into the distance - this appearance, on the contrary, gives people a kind of cold temperament.

Zhong Li raised his eyes to see the setting sun, pursed his lips, stopped for a moment, turned and left.

He walked down the training platform slowly, his back was straight and broad in the faint and gloomy sunset light.

It wasn't until he stepped off the training platform and walked far away that the shadow in his back was slowly revealed.

What was revealed first was a pretty cheek and an apricot butterfly hairpin between the temples.

Bai Jinyu was silently sizing up in the dark just now, narrowing her almond eyes slightly: she looks pretty good...

Bai Ting nodded and said, "This bell ceremony is somewhat different."

Bai Jinyu raised her eyes and said, "How do you say that?"

Bai Ting smiled, and said with his head sideways: "You need to observe and recognize people by yourself. Everyone in the Bai family has to be good at this."

Bai Jinyu gave him a blank look, turned and left, muttering: "Second brother likes to play tricks."

Bai Ting was taken aback when he heard that, but smiled helplessly, and chased after him.

The two seemed to be talking slowly, but they obviously lowered their voices and soon lost their voice.

At this time, a handsome young man in a black suit walked out of the corner.

He looked at the direction in which the two left, and a dark light flashed in Hei Liang's eyes: a member of the Bai family?Appears to be following him?Or, investigate him?

He groaned for a moment, then quickly turned around and left with a cold face.

After a while, the setting sun was completely covered by the night, and the lights of Andu began to light up in twos and threes.

When he pushed open the door, a fur ball with a tinkling came rolling over.

Bell——Bai Family——Bai Jin language? — fidgety.

Although Zhong Li frowned slightly, he still caught the tabby cat who was doted on by his younger brother.

Hanada looked at the handsome man flatteringly: "Meow!"

Zhong Li immediately found the bell on Huatian's neck, and he was puzzled: The bell is clearly in my hand, why is it back on its neck again?

With a look from him, Hua Tian immediately obediently kept still after receiving it, and looked at Zhong Li's chin with watery, round eyes.

He untied the bell and picked it up with his slender fingers. In the light of the gate, there was a word "bell" on it.

Um?Are you reading that right?

Look carefully again, it is still the correct word "bell".

Could it be—an innocent smile appeared in Zhong Yi's mind.

It must be Xiaoyi.

Zhong Li finally evoked the second faint smile of the day.

The flower field in its arms said: It was dumbfounded.

When Zhong Li passed by the wing, Yan Hui just came out of the room, smiling softly: "Ah Li is back, I practiced hard today, let's go take a bath in the room first, and have dinner later."

When Huatian heard the word "dinner", he reflexively went to Yanhui's lavender flowing fairy dress and circled around.

Zhong Li smiled and walked a few steps (actually leaving the sticky range of Huatian), he suddenly turned around and asked, "Where's dad?"

Yan Hui smiled and said, "He's gone to your Uncle Wang's."

Wang Yuanwai?

Zhong Li nodded and walked towards the courtyard.

He heard his mother say behind him: "By the way, Ah Li, Xiaoyi is back, she is in your room, and said she has something for you."

Zhong Li paused: "..."

Zhong Li didn't turn around, but the third smile of today was still on his lips.

Colorful butterfly lanterns were lit up in the courtyard, gently rippling in the soft wind, Zhong Li stopped, closed his eyes, and felt calm inside with little expectations.

The corners of his lips raised slightly.

It's such a pleasant feeling.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Zhong Yi lying on his skylight staring blankly at him.

The eyes of the two intertwined for a long time before Zhong Yi came back to his senses and hurriedly crawled down, during which time he heard a scream of "Ouch" - he probably fell directly to the floor.

Zhong Li imagined Zhong Xiaoyi's sad appearance, and laughed unkindly.

He walked slowly into the open door in the night, as if waiting for him to enter.

When I came to Zhongyi's room on the first floor, I heard the sound of "dong dong dong" upstairs.

Sure enough, Zhong Yi hurried downstairs with disheveled hair, rubbing her waist with one hand, seeing Ah Li standing at the stairs, she put down the hand rubbing her waist.

Zhong Li's black hair looked extremely soft under the warm light, and even his eyes were much softer.

Zhong Li laughed and said, "Did you fall?"

Zhong Yi quickly waved her hand: "I didn't fall, I didn't fall."

Zhong Li asked, "Are you hungry?"

Zhong Yi quickly shook her head: "Not hungry, not hungry."

Zhong Li lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head again: "Wait for me?"

Zhong Yi quickly waved her hands, then shook her head, and finally nodded with a blushing face.

Zhong Li was very happy in his heart, as if all the bad moods of the day had dissipated, he smiled and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Zhong Yi looked up at him, his eyes were clear and bright, he shyly took out a bright red bell from his sleeve and handed it to Zhong Li.

Zhong Li took it and looked carefully, and found that there was a word "Li" on it.

He smiled: "Did you also buy a word 'Yi'?"

Zhong Yi was shocked: "Ah Li... how do you know?"

Zhong Li smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself: If you bought mine, would you buy yours?

Zhong Yi took out another bell from his sleeve, which was exactly the same as Zhong Li's, but with the word "Yi" engraved on it.

Zhong Li gave the one engraved with "Li" to Zhong Yi: "You keep this."

Zhong Yi watched him put the bell engraved with the word "Yi" into his arms, tilting his head in confusion.

But he didn't explain, and smiled at Zhong Yi: "You have to keep it well."

Zhong Yi looked at his bright smile, nodded doggedly, and patted his chest: "Don't worry, Ah Li!"

Zhong Li went upstairs and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."

Zhong Yi looked up at him from the bottom of the stairs, her eyes were shining.

When Zhong Li went upstairs, he loosened his long hair, untied his black hairband, and his long black hair poured down his back like a waterfall.

Stepping into the bedroom, he noticed signs of someone's "invasion": the thin blanket on his soft rocking chair was rolled up in a mess, the books on the desk were turned open, the wind from the skylight blew in, and the curtains were rolled up , There was nothing messy on the bed, he took a few steps closer, and slowly picked up a few strands of long black hair from the dark blue bed with his fingers.

Zhong Li was expressionless: "..."

He estimated the scene: Zhong Xiaoyi went upstairs, took a nap on the soft rocking chair for a while, then rolled a few times on his bed, and finally felt bored, so she read a few pages at the desk, and went to the rooftop if she couldn’t read more I went up in a daze, but I happened to see him and came down in a hurry, so the roof was not closed properly.

Zhong Li sorted out his room helplessly, then began to untie his clothes, and walked to the bathroom in his underwear.

Walking to the door of the bedroom, I saw Zhong Xiaoyi rummaging through his study.

Zhong Li glanced at it and thought to himself: Probably there is something weird and weird that he wants to study.

He ignored him and went straight downstairs.

He sighed at the sound of Zhong Yi stepping on the stairs: Sure enough, I don't have my own "Qin Juan" at home.