Piano

Chapter 15 Open Body Second Use as a Brush

"Ouch, ouch, the beast is killed, the beast is killed!"

"Is there any reason for this? Is there any law of the king? Hey—"

Shu Hu, who was dunked unexpectedly again, thumped his hoofs and wailed sadly, Feng Xi heard the movement but couldn't help but hit harder.

In order to prevent Shuhu from being disturbed by howling ghosts and wolves when he was beaten, she even made an extra sound-proofing formula very considerately, which just framed herself and Shuhu within it.

——At this time, she should imitate the bandit in Laoshizi, and said fiercely to Shuhu, "Even if you yell out your throat today, no one will come to rescue you."

Of course, if you think about it, she won't say such stupid and strange lines so boringly.

Feng Xi glanced at Yuhu for some reason, and the latter inexplicably connected to her circuit at that moment.

A certain young and ignorant Ye Hu's brain twitched, and a series of "broken throat, broken throat" poured out of his throat uncontrollably in the next breath.

Three seconds later, Feng Xi's face was completely darkened successfully, and a certain crime lake clearly saw the surging killing intent in her eyes, and couldn't help but silently lighted a little wax for himself in his heart.

"Oh~ my life is over."

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The criminal lake walked very peacefully, and when Lan Xuesheng came out to eat at noon, it had already been bald by Feng Xi, and hid in the piano and cried as its white chicken.

"Hey, what is this?" Lan Xue, who saw the feathers all over the floor, stared in surprise, her mouth was so big that she could stuff two pancakes in, "Miss Fengxi, you shaved Ah Si bald?"

"No, these are the hairs on the wings of Shuhu Lake." Feng Xi, who was holding a glass of clear water, was calm and composed, "That guy was not very honest, my hand was itchy, so I taught him a lesson and knocked off two of his hairs .”

"After shedding its feathers, I saw that its two wings were messy and irregular, so I simply plucked all the feathers on it - look at these feathers, can you do something with them? If there is nowhere to use them, I will Just ask Ah Si to pull cloth to waffle two lake quilts for you."

Feng Xi lowered his head and took a sip of plain boiled water as he spoke: "Anyway, it's an ancient beast that has lived for thousands of years. Even if its morality is too low to see, its down feathers can be said to be impenetrable by water and fire, with its own temperature control—do it The quilt was fine."

Ah this.

This unfolding was something she hadn't expected.

Lan Xuesheng's eyes twitched, and her brain, which was aching and swollen from reading all kinds of materials, was suddenly stimulated to relax a lot.

She looked at the two piles of feathers on the ground that were nearly half the height of a person, and wanted to think of a reason to reject Feng Xi's kindness, but before she could think of an excuse, Yu Hu, who had heard the conversation outside, stretched out first head off.

"You are lofty, you are amazing, you used my hair to make a quilt for the little girl!" Shu Hu was filled with resentment, and he spat at Feng Xi while holding Long Chi, Lan Xue's voice was caught by the head that suddenly appeared on the piano Startled, Feng Xi laughed angrily when she saw this.

"I think you really feel itchy if you don't sell a sword for a moment." Feng Xi grinned sullenly, and the next moment he shot suddenly, grabbing Shuhu's mane.

After a few breaths, a certain crime lake successfully evolved from a white chicken into a glorious bald old donkey. Feng Xi threw down the mane expressionlessly: "Xuesheng, use it as a piano cleaning brush."

"Oh oh oh." Lan Xue hurriedly took the cloth bag, subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Ah Si who still had hair to pluck.

Seeing this, the latter took a step back calmly, and then silently picked up the kitchen rag as a reminder.

Oh, yes, Ah Si has to cook for her every day and help her clean the house. This hair can't be plucked, it has to be kept.

After seeing the dishcloth clearly, Lan Xuesheng's face was stunned, so she put away the cloth bag and Ansheng sat down and picked up the rice bowl. After the meal, she went back to the bedroom to dig up the historical materials again, the smile that was still on her lips, Immediately disappeared completely.

... There are new research directions, but there are too many types of small "xi" in daily life.

It is not certain which one is the most suitable "happy" to be integrated into the music scene of "The Good Night", she wants to pick the most suitable one, but I am afraid that it will take more effort.

Thinking about it this way, she still has to completely substitute herself into "He Ruobi".

——She has to turn herself into a full-fledged "experience school".

Lan Xuesheng leaned against the wooden door and exhaled slowly, then quietly turned on the computer on the desk. In order to make the image of He Ruobi in her mind more plump and vivid, besides He Ruobi, the biographies of those historical figures related to him , she'd better find out too.

——The rest of the He Ruo family, Gao Jiong, Yang Su, Yu Wenbi, and Han Qinhu.

The task is heavy.

Lan Xue laughed lightly, then plunged herself into the history books.

In the next few days, she almost forgot to sleep and eat. After reading through the piles of boring or obscure historical materials, she seemed to be the person who knew He Ruobi best in the world.

But it wasn't enough, she still couldn't touch the "spot" she wanted.

In the master bedroom of the apartment, Lan Xuesheng was paralyzed on the bed, looking at the white wall above her head with an ugly expression. She almost turned herself into a second "He Ruobi" these days.

Her emotions have obviously been able to follow the ups and downs of the characters in the historical materials, and she has clearly followed He Ruobi to experience countless joys in his life, but she still hasn't been able to find the most suitable one that can be substituted into "" In "A Good Night Introduce", the moment when it turns into a levy is joyful.

A little bit, every time only a little bit.

Each kind of "joy" has a little more, a little extra emotion that shouldn't be mixed in.

So what exactly is...

Lan Xuesheng covered her face with her hands. The high-intensity input for several days had stretched her spirit and body to the limit. Under this extreme exhaustion and sleepiness, she fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

...this place looks very familiar.

Lan Xuesheng, who had fallen into a dream, raised her eyes and looked around in confusion. What caught her eyes was a lush forest. She stared at the almost verdant mountains and trees for a long time before she realized that this place should be the place where she and her grandfather lived together when they were young. The mountain where I lived.

After not going back for so long, she really couldn't recognize this place.

Lan Xuesheng sighed in disappointment, and when she got up, she found that her height had more than doubled. She looked down at the blue coat on her body, and it took a long time to remember that the one she dreamed about was about six years old. time matter.

——That year, she had just learned all the basic knowledge of chopping and playing the piano from her grandfather, listened to all the piano music, and was about to formally start learning two complete piano scores.

For this reason, Grandpa specially cut a paulownia qin for her that allowed her to touch the thirteen emblems, and her favorite bird at that time was also carved on the forehead of the qin.

It's a pity that the piano has been kept by her father since then, and she forgot to pick it up when she ran away in anger eight years ago.

I hope the old man didn't throw away the violin as rotten wood.jpg
Lan Xuesheng raised her hand to her forehead, her pupils were gloomy, she didn't think her father was reliable.

"The sound of snow, the sound of little snow, we should go home for dinner—"

While distracted, an old man's call suddenly came from not far from the mountain forest. Lan Xuesheng heard this, and quickly trotted on her short legs to answer.

"Hey, grandpa, here I come—"

　Ah Si: You can't squeeze me after you have squeezed the lake

　　
　
(End of this chapter)