The tyrant's petite bag is sweet and silly

Chapter 441 Respect
Sure enough, it was as Xiuqin expected, because this female gentleman was not much older than the young lady. The first time she saw her, the young lady strongly demanded that the lady change.

The reason is simple, she refuses to accept the other party.

It’s okay to endure those old gentlemen’s long-winded words, at least their qualifications are there, and it’s not too shameful to say it. Now the person in front of him is so young, let alone whether he can teach well or not. , her group of sisters can't laugh at her?
Who knew that no matter how Cheng Wan protested, her mother seemed to be determined, and she firmly refused to agree to the replacement.

And let go of the harsh words, if she doesn't learn from her husband well, then she won't be able to go out in the past two years.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, it was a time of restlessness, how could Cheng Wan endure such punishment.

She agreed with full of dissatisfaction and resentment, but she was still very dissatisfied in her heart, secretly thinking that she should give the other party some hardships and let her retreat in spite of difficulties.

So on the first day that gentleman came to teach, Cheng Wan planned to kill the other party's prestige!
Knowing that the content of this lecture was piano art, Cheng Wan thought about it, and asked someone to take out a lyre from Curry. Fei, it's a pity that Cheng Wan is not interested in the qin, and because of his mischievous childhood, he once accidentally broke a string of the qin. Although it was repaired later, the string was still slightly loose.

She was afraid that her mother would find out and blame her, so she hid the piano in the warehouse and never came out again.

Cheng Wan thought, why not use it to scare the other party, she will not force the other party to pay, but well, it would be good to make her panic for a while.

The husband is not only young, but also very beautiful. If a woman is too beautiful, it will always give people the illusion that the other party is nothing but beautiful.

Cheng Wan thought the same when he saw her for the first time.

The husband is very cold, this is Cheng Wan's first impression after contacting him.

Just because she propped her chin, she seemed to be very interested in asking the other party, "What's your name, sir? How old are you this year? Where do you live?"

The husband glanced at her, and couldn't tell if he disliked her for being noisy or something, he just looked away, lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Just call me Mr. Rong."

For the rest, nothing is said.

Later she asked her, she was just plucking the strings without raising her head, "We just met by chance, why ask so many questions, sooner or later there will be a day of separation."

After hearing this, Cheng Wan felt that this person was worthy of being Miss Jiao from the Imperial Capital, and she was very noble.

Of course, the reason why he knew that the other party was from the Imperial Capital was because he heard it from his mother by chance.

Sir never liked to talk about her family background.

"Let's start teaching today."

Seeing her husband take out her own piano, Cheng Wan quickly winked at Xiuqin, "Mr. Hey..." She raised her hand and stopped her with a smile, her clever eyes gleaming with cunning, "Use my piano, why not?" How can I bother you?"

Mr. Rong raised his eyebrows lightly, and glanced over, she nodded, not paying much attention, "That's fine."

Xiuqin nervously handed Qin over, she was an honest person, although she helped her young lady do bad things more than once, she couldn't help feeling guilty each time.

I don't know how many times I was scolded by my lady because of this.

But Mr. Rong didn't look at her, the other party took the piano, fiddled with it a few times with lowered eyes, and was testing the sound.

Seeing her fingertips inadvertently brushing the loose string, Cheng Wan's heart couldn't help trembling, the other party stopped, fingers resting on the string, looking thoughtful.

Cheng Wan clenched her fingers and asked tentatively, "Sir, what do you think of my piano?"

Mr. Rong raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Qin is a good piano..."

Fengqi Wutong, she also had such a piano.

She stared at Cheng Wan for a while, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just lowered her eyes flatly, "Let's begin."

Now it was Cheng Wan's turn to be puzzled, did the other party see it, or didn't he?
I think should not be?

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so calm.

Before she could continue to struggle, the sound of Lingling's piano sounded, and the messy thoughts in her mind gradually faded away. Cheng Wan couldn't help but listen carefully. Although she didn't like playing the piano, it didn't mean she didn't know anything about it.

The basic appreciation ability is still there.

The other party's attainments in the piano are very deep. It is no exaggeration to say that she can't catch up with her flattery.

But judging by her appearance, she should be no more than two years older than her.

Suddenly, her mood became complicated.

The plain white fingers fluttered over the strings, almost dizzyingly fast.

She lowered her eyes, her expression was focused, her brows and eyes were calm and calm, and she had an aura that made people unable to help but calm down.

At this moment, Cheng Wan couldn't help thinking sourly, although he didn't want to admit it, but the other party did have lofty capital.

If she could play the piano like this, she wouldn't be laughed at by those sisters every time she got together.

The piece played by Mr. Rong is a fast-paced and high-spirited battle piece with a high degree of difficulty, which is a test of the player's attainment and speed.

When the song was in full swing, there was a sound of "Zheng", the strings of the qin broke suddenly, and the sound of the qin stopped abruptly.

At that moment, the surroundings instantly became quiet.

Cheng Wan was still immersed in the sound of the piano, and when he was interrupted at first, his eyes were still a little dazed.

Xiuqin couldn't bear to look away, she didn't want to watch the next scene.

Mr. Rong lowered his eyes and stared at the broken strings, his eyes were dim and unpredictable.

It is very unlucky for the player to break the string halfway.

She drooped her eyes, as if she hadn't reacted yet, her eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyelids, and she looked inexplicably disappointed.

Unable to explain why, Cheng Wan suddenly didn't want to make things difficult for the other party.

She hurriedly said, "It must be that this piano has been useless for a long time, and the strings are getting old. I'll have someone replace it tomorrow! Sir, you..." Her tone suddenly paused, and she caught a glimpse of the other party's bleeding face. The palm, presumably when the strings broke, brushed against it accidentally, leaving a bloodstain.

She widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Sir, your hand!"

Cheng Wan was in a hurry, she wanted to embarrass her, but she didn't want to hurt her, she hurriedly turned her head and said to Xiuqin, "What are you waiting for, don't you hurry up and get the medicine box?"

Xiuqin said "Oh" several times, and turned to run, only to hear Mr. Rong say flatly, "No need."

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the two, she calmly took a clean handkerchief from her waist, wrapped it around her injured palm, and then raised her head without even frowning.

"Don't bother. Go ahead."

She reached for her piano, and seemed to be planning to continue playing with her injured hand.

Cheng Wan suddenly became angry, she patted the table and stood up, her clear eyes were on fire, "Your hands are like this, you still want to play? Don't you want it?"

Mr. Rong raised his eyes to stare at her, and said suddenly, "This is the first lesson I want to teach you."

She lowered her voice, "Qin players, no matter what time it is, you must respect your own qin."

Cheng Wan froze in place, her cheeks burning up.

(End of this chapter)