Chapter 152 The Empress (1)
"It's you, it's you, right?" Nangonglin jumped up and pointed at Nangongyue angrily, "You put this needle in my violin just to make me look ugly, right!" The wooden needle that hurt her is really familiar.
No wonder Nangong Yue didn't get hit, she must have found out and then deliberately corrected herself, she was too cunning!
Nangong Yue looked surprised, looked at Nangong Lin innocently, and said, "Fourth sister, what are you talking about?"
"You're lying!" Nangonglin's heart ignited a fire that made her forget where she was now, "This needle is obviously..."
Nangonglin closed her mouth all of a sudden. Could it be that she could tell that she brought this needle in to prepare it for Nangongyue? If the plot was not successful, it was even plotted against it... It's also a big joke to say this.
Nangong Lin wanted to say something but couldn't. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes almost burst into flames.
"It's inappropriate to make a big noise!" Fang Ru's face was dark. At first, she didn't stop Nangong Lin from talking because it didn't look like she was cheating. But when it came to the key point, Nangong Lin hesitated and refused to tell the truth. !
"It's okay to have bad piano skills! Nangong Lin, you can't calm down when you learn the piano! You don't look like you want to continue learning. You don't have to take this class!" Fang Ru pointed Outside the door, he motioned for Nangong Lin to go out.
Nangong Lin wanted to defend herself, but she knew that this would only make Fang Ru more annoyed, she glared at Nangong Yue fiercely, and ran out of Jing Zhe Ju with red eyes. Xingyu followed closely.
Nangong Lin ran back to her room with red eyes all the way, and finally couldn't help throwing herself on the bed and burst into tears.
She wanted to vent for her mother Huang, but she didn't expect to lose herself. Not only was the needle stabbed in the hand, but Fang Ru gave him a training.
All of this is related to Nangong Yue!
"Nan, Gong, Yue!" She read the name word by word, and swept everything on the bed to the ground like crazy, "I'm not finished with you!"
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The sound of the Lingling piano reverberated in the piano room, Fang Ru looked solemn, stroked the strings gracefully with both hands, and focused his eyes as if he could only fit the piano under his fingers... The incense in the corner of the room gradually burned out, and the sound of the piano gradually weakened. , leaving only the lingering reverberation.
Nangong Tsang and Nangong Yue's minds were still immersed in this beautiful piano sound, and they couldn't return to their senses for a long time.
When the schoolwork was over just now, Nangong Chen asked Fang Ru to play a song. After all, she is a little arrogant, she wants to see how far her piano skills are from the master.
Fang Ru did not refuse. She solemnly cleaned her hands and burned incense and played on the piano. Her piano sound was leisurely and lofty, which made people addicted to it.
"Sir, I'm still far from you!" Nangong Chenyue sighed in submission. Although her skills are good, she is indeed a little weak in terms of emotion and artistic conception.
Fang Ru smiled, without complacency in his eyes, and said calmly: "The skill has reached a certain level, and everyone is the same. Only the emotional mood is the factor that truly determines the quality of a person's piano sound. I also thought about this at the beginning. It took a long time to understand."
"Disciple is taught!" Nangong Tsang, Nangong Yan and Nangong Yue said in unison.
"Of course, based on your current experience, you can't really force your emotions and moods." Fang Ru said pertinently, "But according to the current level of the eldest girl and the third girl, it is enough to participate in the next Jinxin Club!" Fang Ru said. His face was calm, but the words he said were unsettling.