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

He didn't say it, but the dark environment actually made him feel more at ease.

Unfortunately, he was a tutor, while Gu Zhi was a student.

Tutors and students should not study in a gloomy little room.

and,

I always feel that my students,

Perhaps he is a bit too introverted.

Could it be that the pressure of school is too much?

He pondered.

I've already had it tough enough.

If Gu Zhi finishes learning the zither from me and is assimilated... shouldn't I bear the responsibility for that?

【…】

Su Che looked around.

Aside from the bulging, unfolded blankets,

The girl's room was fairly normal and reasonable.

[A vanity table, a selfie stick, a huge wardrobe covering an entire wall, a height-adjustable computer desk, an ergonomic chair with slightly deformed armrests...]

Ok.

It's better not to watch it.

Staring at the female student's room is not a good idea.

[Let's get to class as soon as possible.]

Su Che focused his mind and cleared his mind of distractions.

The two sat facing each other on the edge of the bed. Gu Zhi straightened her skirt, squeezed her legs together, and took out the xylophone to begin learning.

She learned fingerstyle guitar, specifically acoustic guitar.

Because of her introverted personality, she doesn't like singing and only likes playing the piano.

In terms of performance,

His talent is average, nothing special.

They struggle to understand music theory and can't solve elementary school math problems.

Fortunately, Su Che was very patient.

He was willing to explain the parts she didn't understand countless times, dissecting them step by step, without ever showing the slightest reluctance.

Since Gu Zhi was the only student...

Therefore, he will devote 100% of his energy to lesson preparation.

The classes always go very smoothly.

Only at certain times would Gu Zhi pull him aside without any restraint and ask him some rather subtle questions.

For example, "Brother Che, I feel like my index finger isn't as long as yours. Can we compare the size of our hands?"

For example, "Why can't I hold the piano steadily...? It feels very tight and uncomfortable in my chest. Can you help me correct my posture?"

Such demands all seem reasonable at first glance.

However, it will still bring great resistance to Su Che.

today,

During a moment of leisure, Gu Zhi secretly asked:

"Brother Che, if you could choose one girl from those you've met that you'd find interesting to be your girlfriend, what type would you choose?"

"what?"

This question came rather abruptly, as she asked it during a break.

Su Che also thought about it carefully for a moment before finally saying uncertainly:

"Maybe it's because I genuinely love music."

"What kind of music do you like?"

"That's right. Girls like that are very emotional, sensitive, and empathetic."

Su Che smiled.

"If I could, I would prefer to experience a relationship that I can be understood. Of course, in today's society, that's just wishful thinking."

"!"

At this point, Gu Zhi's face showed an even more serious expression than when she was in class.

I picked up a water-based pen and quickly wrote something on the paper.

It even squeezed out the place of music theory knowledge.

Their usual routine is to take a 10-minute break after 30 minutes of class, and then finish the second half of the class.

Occasionally, Su Che would stay with her a little longer at her enthusiastic invitation, adding a few extra minutes to talk as much as he could.

But she doesn't listen very carefully.

On the contrary, he is always daydreaming in class, and being distracted has become the norm.

Su Che interpreted it as,

"Adolescent girls have many worries."

"So, brother, if a girl not only likes music but also plays an instrument, which instrument do you think would be more attractive to you?"

After a moment's thought, she asked the following question.

"Hiss, this one?"

Su Che braced himself against the floor behind him, pondering for a moment.

"This is a relatively complex problem."

"why?"

"Because every musical instrument has its own unique charm, my perspective can only represent my own."

"Well, if you really want to say something?"

Gu Zhi blinked and looked intently at his face.

"If I had to say..."

"Maybe she's a girl who knows bass."

Su Che pondered for a moment and then gave an honest answer.

"!"

Why Bass?

Gu Zhi looked puzzled, pursing her lips as if she really wanted to figure out the source of this answer.

"Because the bass is long, the low frequencies are deep and powerful, making it very textured to play."

When a girl with long hair sways gracefully on stage, her flowing, understated movements evoke a sense of beautiful longing.

Su Che murmured,

"Of course, this is just my personal aesthetic opinion, take it with a grain of salt."

"Oh…"

Long hair, bass, stage...

【Is that right?】

Gu Zhi turned her head to look at the Taylor714ce standing on the A-shaped piano stand, and remained silent.

Although my own piano costs 31,000 yuan, for some reason, even just playing a single do can make someone's ears pregnant—it's a magical instrument.

With the teacher's answer like that, it suddenly lost all its appeal.

Gu Zhi frowned.

He squinted at his zither.

Suddenly,

Like a venomous snake,

A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

……

……

Chapter Six: Cats Know How to Repay Kindness

In Su Che's view of time,

The return journey is often faster than the departure.

After everything is over, all I can think about is going home.

The pace of my steps quickened imperceptibly.

Nowadays,

What is urging me to go home?

He couldn't say.

But looking at the watch on his wrist,

Locking the shared bikes took at least 100 seconds longer than usual.