At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

It was sent by Gu Zhi, whom I hadn't contacted for several days.

"Brother Che, my piano is broken. I might have to use yours for lessons next time... Also, if you have time, could you come and take a look at it today? I... don't know how to fix a piano."

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Chapter 38 Weaving the Web (Third Update)

Gu Zhi had never invited him at such a time.

Their relationship has always been completely transparent.

Aside from her unwavering guitar lessons on Saturdays, Gu Zhi is the kind of child who is extremely aware of boundaries and would never bother her at inappropriate times.

Even when asking about homework, they are very cautious.

This is something that Su Che really likes.

therefore,

Seeing that she had unusually requested a "meeting," especially since it was based on the premise that her piano was broken and she needed help,

Su Che had no reason to refuse such a serious matter.

"Okay, I'll come find you after school tonight."

"Oh right, if it's convenient for you, we can meet at the music store."

“I was planning to go practice the piano, but you brought your instrument here, so I can take a look at it for you. If I can’t handle it, the music store has professional piano repairmen who can take a look. Two lines of defense, isn’t that perfect?”

What he said makes a lot of sense.

Generally speaking, when a piano breaks down, it's usually a minor problem.

Especially for beginners, a broken string, a warped neck, or a string action that's too high, resulting in a bow-like strumming motion, might be interpreted as a serious problem like, "Oh no, my guitar is ruined!"

Su Che can handle this situation personally.

However, if the soundboard of the instrument is cracked, bulging, or the frets are rusted, requiring polishing or major repairs, then a skilled instrument repairman will be needed to help resolve the issue.

Over at the station, there is a historic old music store called "Grammy".

Although the interior was simply decorated and the classrooms were of average size, it had the advantage of having a seasoned teacher in charge.

His surname is Yang, and he is bald.

He's not a very good violin player, but I've heard he's quite skilled at repairing instruments and has a lot of clients.

They make counterfeit Fender guitars every day, tear off the labels and sell them like hotcakes on Xiaohuangyu (a second-hand marketplace), but who knows when they'll end up in jail.

Su Che thought it would be good to give his "divine artifact" a thorough massage before he was arrested.

A full-service nursing package elsewhere starts at 180, but Ms. Yang only charges 80.

It's great value for money, no complaints.

"Okay, Brother Che, I'll probably wait for you at the school gate when you get out of school this afternoon."

Gu Zhi sent a voice message; her voice was soft, gentle, and pleasant to listen to.

Su Che listened for a few seconds and immediately turned the volume down to the minimum.

Then, subconsciously looking left and right, I suddenly realized—

[No, that's not right. Why would I feel guilty when a student messages me?]

He glanced at An Qing, who was soaking wet as she walked out of the bathroom, then looked away and continued tidying up the equipment.

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Time seemed to slow down.

In Su Che's view of time, a meaningful life will be magnified, infinitely refined and high-definition in his brain, to be savored slowly.

The dull and monotonous days pass by like a fleeting moment; before you know it, many years have gone by.

During the time I was in contact with An Qing,

I can clearly feel that the days and nights are getting longer.

During the day, I feel preoccupied.

I have trouble sleeping at night.

I had breakfast made by her today too.

Buttered bread slices, filled with cheese, ham, and a fried egg.

Cheese that stretches and melts, extremely high in calories.

In the past, Su Che would never have eaten it himself.

But since it was made by a cat,

The extra calories can be burned off through exercise; it's not a big problem.

I'm going out.

Su Che used the little time he had left after breakfast to help An Qing dry her hair.

Stroking the silky hair, it felt like touching a rag doll.

Okay~ I'll stay home and wait for you today too w

An Qing showed a satisfied expression, having shared the plan with him beforehand.

Practice singing, clean, buy groceries, and then just space out.

The adorable arrangements subtly hint at, "I'll miss you after a while; please come back soon."

Su Che understood perfectly and smiled, indicating that there wouldn't be any unexpected incidents like yesterday tonight.

"I'll do it as soon as possible."

He said.

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Tuesday morning was sunny.

The weather reflects one's state of mind.

When going out, one's steps are light, because the tail end of spring has not yet passed, and the atmosphere of early summer is emerging.

Most of the people active in the community are middle-aged or elderly.

Take a walk, sunbathe, walk the dog, or play chess.

As I passed by the gate, I greeted the security guard in the mailroom.

The old man's surname was Fang, the Fang of "square and upright".

Just like his face shape, he liked to listen to the radio in the mailroom when he had nothing to do.

At first, Su Che thought he was listening to a storytelling performance, like the Romance of the Three Kingdoms or Water Margin.

It was later discovered that the music being listened to was not a classic.

It's online literature.

"Haha, Xiao Su, going to school again?"

"Hmm. What did you hear today, sir?"

"Listening to a fantasy novel, haha, several thousand chapters, enough for me to listen to for half a lifetime."

"That's good."

Su Che exchanged a few pleasantries with the old man as usual, and then left the community gate in a better mood.

The reason I get along so well with Grandpa Fang is that I sometimes imagine myself when I'm old, wondering if I'll end up like him.

Because he was penniless, he did everything he could to become a security guard in the residential community.

Stealing time to enjoy a slower pace of life.

Most likely.

Su Che felt that his downfall was already predictable.

But it doesn't matter, the future continues.

With such perfect material as An Qing and Yuan Xiao,

All I need to do is follow my idol's methodology and use all my inspiration to create the other five stunning landscapes.

Composed of "seven colors"

In this way, you can achieve a transformation.

To achieve a story structure as magnificent as a rainbow, allowing the story itself to shine with its inherent brilliance.

"Let others write the commercial stuff, but keep the real inspiration for yourself."

"As long as you can write something that you yourself would applaud, then even if no one cares after you express it, and you are surrounded by rumors and gossip, it doesn't matter."

The only slight regret is...

There are no deities worshipped in the house.

As Su Che walked, he took out his phone and looked at the perpetual calendar on the screen saver.

"Today is the 28th of the lunar calendar. It is auspicious for traveling, cleaning, consecrating objects, and praying for a child. It is inauspicious for moving and making engagements..."

Because there is no Buddhist altar in the home, and no divine favor or efficacy,

Therefore, Su Che adopted a low-level calculation strategy.

"Check the Chinese almanac."

Let's use the wisdom passed down from our ancestors to make a simple prediction of what's auspicious and inauspicious for each day, and to avoid potential risks.