Calm Little Lady: The Queen's Leisurely Life

Chapter 295 Ten-year-old birthday gift [16]

【16-year-old birthday present【[-]】】

Diudiu carefully took the flute from Wuming's hand, and lowered his head to watch it carefully.

The flute is very light and compact, but the material is not the bamboo flute or jade flute that Diudiu has heard of. The color is very strange pale, without luster, and it is not very delicate and smooth to the touch.

Although this flute looks very inconspicuous, not as delicate and lovely as the bamboo flute, nor as noble and gorgeous as the jade flute, Diudiu feels very happy.

Because this is Wuming's birthday present to her! ! !
Sitting in Wuming's arms, Diudiu looked at the flute over and over again, looking like he couldn't put it down.

Wuming looked interesting, and couldn't help but said, "Try to see if you can blow it."

Diu Diu was slightly taken aback, and then tried to recall in his mind the actions when he saw someone playing the flute on TV in his previous life. He held the flute clumsily with his two small hands, pointed his mouth at the blow hole, and puffed up his cheeks to blow vigorously. .

He only heard a straight and piercing sound from the flute, and looked at Wuming discouragedly, "I don't know how to play the flute..."

But for the first time, Wuming's deep and magnetic voice made slight waves. He stared deeply at Diudiu's little face and said, "If you can play it, it proves that this flute recognizes you. As long as you practice hard in the future, You will be able to play it well, come on, let me teach you how to hold the flute first."

Wuming's slender fingers gently held Diudiu's little hand, and patiently taught her where to put her left hand and where to put her right hand, and then what shape her lips should be and where they should be aligned.

Afterwards, I started to teach her to inhale her chest and abdomen fully when she starts her luck, sink her qi to her dantian, and exhale evenly and long, but the strength should not be too strong.

Diudiu tried it again, and sure enough, the sound it made was better than the first time.

Diudiu, who was more confident, practiced repeatedly according to the method Wuming taught her, and the tone she played became more and more like a flute, and it was no longer the harsh noise before.

Wuming quietly looked at the little girl who was holding the flute in her arms and was playing very happily. Although the tune was not melodic and messy, to Wuming's ears, it felt more beautiful than all the sounds in the world.

Diu Diu was playing vigorously, but suddenly stopped, raised his face and said doubtfully, "Wu Ming, I think the method of flute's luck is somewhat similar to the method of regulating true energy."

(End of this chapter)