The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 4
In fact, Yue Wenjing didn't recover much for several consecutive days.

Back then, Mr. Cen, who talked on the phone for more than half an hour in fear and almost made himself cry, didn't convince him, so he wanted to teach himself guqin so easily?And now he still looks like a little doll less than four years old?And is it a disciple or not a student?This unscientific!

I still remember that day, after hearing her "teacher" in a dazed state, Cen Xi took her wrist and looked at her hands separately, saying: "Grow the nails on your right hand longer and I will start teaching you." Qin, how long you can stay is up to you. But you can come to the piano hall at any time, and I usually have classes here. Come with me." Saying that, he let go of her hand and led her to the other side of the piano hall. In one room is a study.

Teacher Bai Ji also brought her here in the previous life, and specially told her to be more careful when reading and turning pages here. Teacher Cen doesn't like traces left by others on her books, and if she hasn't finished reading If you want to take it away, you have to copy the book information and the borrower in the notebook on the desk, and return it as soon as possible after reading it.

Cen Xi walked to the bookcase on the right, took a small box, took out a small bunch of keys with simple shapes and intricate patterns, and handed them to her.

"This is the key here. You can come here when I'm not around. Usually someone won't lock it, but don't forget it when you leave. Be sure to put it away. If you lose it, you can't match it outside." He gestured to remove the door and window There are almost four bookcases on the walls outside. "You can look through the books here, not just about Guqin. You can take them back if you want. You don't have to come here to tell me. There is also a tea room here. If you are interested, I will teach you the tea ceremony."

He squatted down to look at her, rubbed her hair, and said, "You don't have to be reserved here, just treat it as your own place."

Walk her to the door.

When she bid farewell to Cen Xi and turned to leave, she heard him sigh softly: "Hands are really too small." Suddenly, she felt a long and deep wound on her heart, which was still bleeding out .

Her small hand has been an indelible pain in her last life!Her grip strength has been below normal performance levels since junior high.When measuring grip strength in elementary school, because the child’s hands have not yet grown, she has always used the kind of grip strength meter with a small width. However, in junior high school, she switched to the standard model, and she has been unable to control the width.I thought it would be better when I grow up, but it's the same as my height, and it hasn't changed much since junior high school.Fortunately, she was over 1.6 meters tall in elementary school, otherwise she would not know where to cry.But small hands are not so lucky.This is not the case when learning the guqin. When learning the fingering of "pinch" for the first time, the single string is fine, but when it comes to the two strings, she can do it more reluctantly, especially her piano. This fingering made her hand look very strange.But fortunately, it is not so small that it cannot be completed, and it will be much better after being proficient.

Take out the bunch of keys in the jewelry box and play with it carefully.

Is this the privilege of a "disciple"?I remember that every time Mr. Bai and Mr. Cen went to the piano hall in the previous life, he had to call first to ask if Mr. Cen was there, or to find out the time when Mr. Cen would be there.Although she could read and borrow the book before, she always urged herself to read it as soon as possible, fearing that Teacher Cen would not be able to find it if she needed it, and she would never dare to take it without warning.As for the tea room, I never knew that there was such a place in Qinguan before.

Alas, I really can't compare, the more I compare, the more sad I feel.

But Mr. Cen is really powerful.In the past, I only knew that he played Guqin very well, taught him very well, and had a large collection of books, but I didn't know that he could also make pianos and tea ceremony.Although the painting "Gouchenqin Pavilion" has not been signed, even a person like her who has never practiced calligraphy can feel that the handwriting is very similar to that of Cen Xi!It must have been written by him himself.There is also this bunch of keys, which must be handmade. Such a unique shape cannot be bought outside, and it is difficult to customize.Therefore, there is a high possibility of self-made for Mr. Cen.No wonder Cen Xi is known as "Contemporary Guqin No. 1".

Such an amazing person is now his teacher!Yue Wenjing then showed the silliest smile since his rebirth.

In addition to the main entrance of the piano hall, the study room, and the tea room, there are still a few keys that I don’t know where they are. Are there other places that Mr. Cen has not taken her to for the time being, so that he can travel unimpeded in the future?

Can't compare, can't compare...

Thinking of the bookcases on the four walls, Yue Wenjing couldn't wait to try it.In her previous life, she had always loved reading, but because she hadn't decided yet, reading was very complicated.And even if you can't learn the piano for the time being, it's good to listen to the teacher's lectures, and you will gain a lot.

What also attracted her was the tea room.When I was in college, I joined the tea club because of my interest, but because of the heavy course of studying medicine, I even took elective courses on weekends.When I was a sophomore, I moved the campus. It was really troublesome to run around, and it happened to be the semester with the most classes in the School of Pharmacy. There were even experiments scheduled for a few nights, and the Guqin class was the only afternoon of the week. There were only three classes in the afternoon. Hurry up and take a taxi.Although there will be a lot fewer classes in the next semester, but because she has accepted an innovative project from college students, she will stay in the laboratory to do experiments when she has no class, and go back to rest at night when she steps on the locked door of the dormitory.Starting from the junior year of professional courses, you have to start preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and even less.Later, I went to another place to study as a graduate student. Although I regretted that I didn't go to teahouses a few times during my undergraduate studies, I didn't have much time to regret it.I don't want to think that not only the matter of guqin has been settled early in this life, but even a little regret in learning tea has also been made up for.

Inadvertently glanced at his hands, fleshy, white and tender, with four small dimples when straightened, it looked a little cute.But...it's really too small.After gesturing the width of the guqin and the distance between the badges, there are only two words left in my mind: difficult.

Flawed, no explanation.

(End of this chapter)