Xie Zhan is not a luthier, but playing the piano is like practicing martial arts. The appearance and moves are just superficial things. A person's internal strength cannot be deceived.
Being seen through, the scenery's eyes are a little erratic.
Xie Zhan asked again with a smile: "Since Feng Feng has such a high talent, why does he keep it hidden?"
"Because the way it is now is very good." Feng Jing looked up, and said as a matter of course: "I don't know so many things, others will have much less expectations of me, and they will have much less demands on me. I am so happy Take it easy, okay?"
In other words, she is just lazy. If other people know that she is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, then she can be sure that no matter what banquet there is in the future, those people will say: "Why don't you thank Mrs. Miss playing a song?"
Isn't this just like an actor performing
Xie Zhan laughed, "It turns out that Feng Feng is still a man of great wisdom and foolishness."
"Third Uncle won the prize, I'm not as good as you."
Xie Zhan chuckled, and took out a bag of pastries, "During the palace banquet, I saw that you like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cakes from the palace, and you specially asked someone to bring them out from the palace. Do you want it?"
"Yes!" Her eyes lit up, she quickly took it, took out a piece of pastry, took a bite, and said sweetly, "Thank you, third uncle!"
"As long as you are happy." Xie Zhan took out another handkerchief, trying to wipe the cake crumbs from the corners of her mouth, but for some reason, the handkerchief hadn't been delivered to Feng Feng's mouth, and he wanted to wipe the handkerchief again. Take it back.
Feng Feng asked him, "What happened to this handkerchief?"
"I just realized that a silk thread was hooked out." Xie Zhan raised his hand and wiped the pastry crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips. He smiled and said, "Of course you can't use bad things."
But there was only a slight thread coming out of that handkerchief...it wasn't a serious problem.
Feng Feng snatched the handkerchief from his hand, "You don't plan to just throw it away, do you?"
"Bad things, of course, can only be thrown away."
"Give it to me, I'll embroider a flower here..." She said with a smile, "It won't be seen that the silk thread has been hooked here, and it's a pity to just throw away such a good handkerchief."
Xie Zhan said helplessly: "Since the scenery has said so, it's better to stay."
Xie Zhan put the handkerchief here, and touched it for about half an hour before he left.
Feng Guang took out the needle and thread, looked at the white handkerchief in her hand, curled her lips, and muttered, "It's just a little bit scratched... It's not a big problem."
Thanks to Mr. System, she knows what ancient girls know, for example, female celebrities, she is almost self-taught.
She embroidered a branch of peach blossom on the corner of the veil, which well covered the place where the thread had been scratched. After finishing all this, she yawned and went to bed.
The next day was already much cooler, Fengfeng wanted to return the handkerchief to Xie Zhan, and didn't stay in bed, went to Xie Zhan's yard early in the morning, the servants in the yard saw that she was the eldest lady, and didn't inform her, so the scenery went directly Walking in, by chance, I saw Xie Yaoyao talking to Xie Zhan.
"Third uncle... are you going back to the barracks the day after tomorrow?" Xie Yaoyao sounded a bit reluctant, Xie Zhan was the first person who showed kindness to her after she woke up, in other words, Xie Yaoyao Yao has a so-called fledgling plot with Xie Zhan.