I saw that the piano hall was full of delicate little girls, and when they heard her enter the door, they all looked at her in unison.
Wen Yantong still remembered that she was a woman disguised as a man, so she stopped in her tracks.
Master Zhao noticed that she had stopped, so he turned his head to greet her, "Come in quickly, what are you doing outside the door?"
Only then did Wen Yantong continue to walk in, remembering that Shaojing is not a country where men and women are guarded against each other. Although there is a concept of incompatibility between men and women here, the thinking is not so feudal to the point of obstinacy.
After she brought Xi Qin into the hall, many girls cast curious eyes and looked at her boldly, which made her feel uncomfortable.
The luthier is a woman in her thirties. There is not much trace of age on her face, as if she is very young. After seeing Xi Qin, he hurried over to pick it up and fiddled with it in his hands, and said to Wen Yantong with a smile, "Are you the student who can play Xi Qin?"
Wen Yantong saw a mole on her mouth, and quickly remembered the identity of this person.
This woman's name is Hua Mo. She has been learning piano in the palace since she was a child. She was originally an imperial luthier. Every time there is a banquet in the palace, she is always indispensable. Occasionally, the high officials of Chaoge will invite her to the banquet.
When the emperor personally ordered Songhai Academy to recruit female students, he pointed her to the academy to teach the girls piano skills, which gave the academy a great honor.
Huamo is just a soy sauce character and has no use in the book, but she is famous for her guqin skills.
Wen Yantong also replied respectfully, "I just know a little bit."
Huamo then took her hand, "Come, come, give me a couple of pulls to let me hear."
Her strength was very light, Wen Yantong walked a few steps along, and sat on the chair, Hua Mo thoughtfully put her crutch beside her.
Wen Yantong took Xi Qin and put it on his lap with ease, fiddled with the bow twice, and then pulled a little bit of strength, relying on memory to draw a section casually.
Xiqin is different from Guqin. Xi Qin's piano sound is long and deep, even if the tune is out of tune, it seems to contain deep feelings.
After hearing this, Huamo was very happy, and kept saying, "It's you, it's you. After you join, our song will definitely win the ranking in the banquet competition!"
Wen Yantong didn't expect it to be so easy, so he smiled shyly, "Master, it's just some simple tunes."
"What's your name, Master? I'm not a few years older than you, so just call me Sister Hua." Hua Mo said with a smile, "After you go back, you've practiced all the pieces you're good at, and you can play them to me in a few days. Picking a section to add to Guqin."
Wen Yantong didn't expose the fact that she was in her thirties, so she nodded in agreement.
"Then listen to our guqin music this time first." Huamo liked Wen Yantong's character very much, clapped her hands excitedly, and said to the girls, "Come on girls, let's try to play it together."
These girls have practiced for a long time, after listening to Huamo's password, they all put their hands on the guqin and got ready, and when she slapped down, all the qin sounds rang out at the same time.
The sound of the Guqin is clear and long-lasting, and the rhythm of this piece is slow, which sounds refreshing and inexplicably peaceful.
Wen Yantong almost immediately thought of a song to match it.
When she was listening, she also casually observed the girls playing the piano, but unexpectedly discovered that the vicious female supporting role in the book was among them.
It was Fu Tanghuan's concubine sister, Fu Shi.
When Wen Yantong was reading the book, she really hated this person, and repeatedly hoped that the author would let her get the lunch box as soon as possible, but Fu Shi was clever and extremely cunning, and escaped disaster many times.
Wen Yantong is quite afraid of her now that she is transmigrated into the book.
Who wouldn't be afraid of a vicious and scheming white lotus
As soon as Wen Yantong saw her, she couldn't sit still. After a piece was played, she used the pain in her leg as an excuse to leave the piano hall in a hurry.
Fu Shi is a very thoughtful person, and he must take revenge. If he offends her in any way, he will definitely be plotted secretly by her.
Wen Yantong said in her heart that it is pitiful enough for her to be crippled now, and it would be unreasonable to be tricked again.
The most urgent thing is to find a way to hug Chi Jingxi's thigh.
But in the literature class in the morning Chi Jingxi was in the Jia hall and she was in the D hall, and there were so many people in the martial arts class in the afternoon that there was no chance to talk to him.
However, just when Wen Yantong was worried about not having a chance, the opportunity came to her.
Early the next morning, Li Boyuan entered the school with a dark face, and as soon as the book was put down, he called Wen Yantong's name, scolded her head and face, and scolded her bloody.
The reason is that the handwriting is too ugly.
Wen Yantong was dumbfounded by the scolding, he lowered his head and dared not speak. Her handwriting is indeed ugly. After all, she has never written brush calligraphy before, and she has never practiced copybooks. Usually, her handwriting is ugly.
Li Boyuan couldn't take it anymore, and said bluntly, "I have been a teacher for half my life, and this is the first time I see a student like you written in words, it's a waste of studying for so many years!"
Wen Yantong thought it would be over after being scolded, but Li Boyuan didn't want to let her go easily, so he blushed with anger, "Don't go to the martial arts class in the afternoon! Go to my dormitory to copy articles!"
"Ah?!" Wen Yantong immediately lost control of his expression in astonishment.
Just this one word almost drove Li Boyuan into a rage, "Ah, what! Didn't you hear what I said?!"
Li Boyuan was angry, and no one in the whole school dared to look up, for fear of being angered. Fu Zixian hastily tugged Wen Yantong's sleeve quietly underneath.
Wen Yantong quickly responded, "Student heard it! I will definitely copy the article on time, and please master not to get angry."
Li Boyuan was licked, and after being scolded for a long time, his mouth was a little dry, so he cleared his throat and said, "Just know, sit down!"
Thanks to Wen Yantong's blessing, the students in Ding Liutang missed two quarters of an hour of class on this day.
Mrs. Zhao reminded Wen Yantong about this before, but there was no way to do it, and such things as fonts could not be mastered in a day or two. She had tried her best to make the characters look like characters, but she still made Li Boyuan very angry.
In the afternoon of that day, Wen Yantong rushed to Li Boyuan's dormitory with books and ink between his hands. I didn't dare to delay on the way to the fatal matter, for fear that I would be scolded if I went late.
This Li Boyuan looks fierce, but in fact he is really scary.
There is a master's dormitory in the academy, as long as you inquire about it a little bit, you will know. Fu Zixian originally wanted to send her to the door of Li Boyuan's dormitory, but because he had to go to martial arts class, he could only send her half way.
Wen Yantong braved the cold wind to arrive at Li Boyuan's bedroom, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Master, students are here to copy articles."
Li Boyuan opened the door for her personally, and when he saw that she was wearing a cotton cap and was tightly wrapped around her body, her face turned dark again.
He said sternly, "You are a man, where is your iron body? You are always as delicate as a girl, and if you spread it out, people will laugh at you!"
Wen Yantong immediately pulled off the cotton cap, and said with messy hair, "Master taught me the lesson."
"Come in." Li Boyuan didn't make things difficult for her.
Xu Shiminian thought that she was leaning on crutches with both hands, so Li Boyuan closed the door himself. After entering the door, after passing a cotton curtain, there is a three-foot-high staircase. Under the staircase, there is a pair of very delicate silver silk brocade boots.
Wen Yantong glanced over, but didn't pay attention, saw a few pairs of simple cotton shoes on the steps, similar to cotton slippers, and then heard Li Boyuan say to her, "Just wear a pair."
Quite particular.
Wen Yantong randomly picked out a cotton slipper, passed another cotton curtain, and the heating in the room rushed towards her face, and her cold clothes and eyelashes were instantly wet.
Li Boyuan walked in front, Wen Yantong followed.
It can be seen that the old man is really afraid of the cold, and the doors of every room have become thick cotton curtains.
After she followed Li Boyuan into the study, she was shocked to find that there was a person sitting cross-legged in front of the low table in this very warm room, writing with a pen.
He didn't raise his head when he heard the movement, he was sitting quite upright, his handsome profile was eye-catching.
"Jingxi, get up and walk when you're tired, don't always sit down." Li Boyuan said lovingly.
Wen Yantong was even more astonished now.
This kind and kind old man is really Li Boyuan who slapped her table and scolded her for half an hour this morning?