Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 112 The Opening Ceremony 12
On the second floor, the outer room is a spacious piano room with low desks, bamboo mats and cushions on the floor, and several landscape paintings on the walls.

The inner room is a sound storage room, which is specially used to collect various musical instruments.

The window was opened, and a gust of autumn wind blew in. The bright sunshine came in, and the room suddenly became brighter.

"Let's all sit down, there is some dust, just blow it on." Wu Yue took out a chicken feather sweeper from under the table, cleaned the seat belonging to the instructor, and then sat comfortably on the bamboo mat.

Qiong Ying sat by the window, waved his hand, and the dust drifted away along the window as if it had grown wings.

Feng Fei was not far from Qiongying, only two places away, he took out the veil and wiped away the dust.

Now, the Dongfang kid is confused, Hanyue is sitting by the window, he wants to sit close to her, but Feng Feili sits down, if he sits directly next to her, I'm afraid she won't like it .

"Student Dongfang, you sit here. You can tell by your appearance that you don't have deep knowledge of rhythm. I want to teach you specially as a teacher." Wu Yue pointed to the seat in the front row, and threw the chicken feather broom to Dongfang Jing by the way. Hao, let him clean up by himself.

The oriental child looked at Qiongying reluctantly, then reluctantly sat in the front row, staring at Wu Yue.

"Students all sit down, listen carefully to the class, and the teacher will start lecturing." Wu Yue took out another book from under the table.

The oriental child found it strange that there were many items hidden under the table.

"The melody can cultivate the mind. If the state of mind is chaotic, everything will be chaotic. There is another saying, if you are not indifferent, you will not be able to show your ambitions, and if you are not peaceful, you will not be able to go far..." Wu Yue's speech continued for half an hour. No need to drink water.

The oriental child looked half-understood, and gradually began to doze off.

Feng Feili seemed to be listening to the class very seriously, sitting upright without looking sideways. Obviously, his patience was very good, and he could meditate like a monk for half an hour.

Qiong Ying propped her head lazily, looking at the scenery outside the window, seemingly absent-minded, but also seemed to be in deep thought.

Wu Yue took out the vine branch from the bottom of the table and slapped it on the table.

Clap!
Dongfang Jinghao woke up suddenly and rubbed his eyes.

"Do you understand?" Wu Yue asked, his mouth was dry, the three of them were like goose.

The oriental child nodded in a daze.

"Since Dongfang students understand it, students Feili and Hanyue are no problem, so let's go to the music room to choose instruments now." Wu Yue stood up, loosened his muscles and bones, his legs were sore after sitting for so long Yes, lecturing is not an easy job.

"Wu Yue, what musical instrument are we going to learn?" The Dongfang kid looked terrified. He had been taught by a temperament tutor at home before, and the tutor said that he had no talent for rhythm. No matter it was the qin flute, the rhythm he played was extremely harsh and unpleasant.

"You can choose any musical instrument you like. As for the teacher, I can't say that I am proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, but I also know a little bit." Wu Yue opened the door of the sound storage room.

The sound storage room is a closed space with only light coming in from the door.

Rows of shelves are displayed in the sound storage room, and the shelves are full of various musical instruments, some of which are dust-sealed in wooden boxes, and some are wrapped in silk cloth.Each instrument is labeled, including the name of the instrument, material, age and so on.

(End of this chapter)