Experience the God of Life

Chapter 136 [Yin Yinyin's boudoir]

Had lunch.

Father Yin went to make tea first.

Dongchao people come to visit as guests, and they can stop talking, but they can't stop tea.

The women clear the table and wash the dishes together.

Jiang Ji was asked some questions by Yin's father. At first, they were innocuous questions, such as how his academic performance was, and how he was not used to studying in the demon city.

It was only later that I slowly started to ask questions about Yin Yinyin's future career.

Although Dad Yin didn't know anything about how singers work, he still watched TV a lot.

On TV, singers often run around, performing here and there, participating in variety shows here, participating in variety shows there, and those who have played in the industry will also stop by to shoot a TV series or movie and become an actor.

Even those who have never known singers can see that this is a profession that is not at home all the year round.

Father Yin didn't speak out about the relationship between Jiang Ji and Yin Yinyin, but just raised the problems that Yin Yinyin might face in her future work.

It can be regarded as inoculating Jiang Ji from the side.

Jiang Ji naturally understood what Father Yin meant.

After the two finished talking about Yin Yinyin's matter, they chatted a few more words, but they were soon speechless.

After all, the two of them were more than [-] years apart, and they had no common topics at all.

Afterwards, Dad Yin and Dad Jiang were able to chat better, and soon they left Jiangji, and Barabara started chatting.

Yin Yinyin also finished washing the dishes, and she also felt that the atmosphere of the meeting between the two parents was a bit awkward.

So he took Jiang Ji upstairs to visit her room.

It was the first time Jiang Ji entered Yin Yinyin's room.

Yin Yinyin's room was tidy and tidy, with posters of various singers and musicians plastered on her wall.

There is a bookshelf in the room, a study table, a big bed, and several animal pillows inside the pink mosquito net.

The study desk was clean, nothing but books and a framed high school graduation photo.

Jiang Ji's own room is completely different from the style of painting.

There is also a faint fragrance in the air, I don't know what it is.

"Your room is so clean. Could it be that you cleaned it specially because you knew I was coming?"

"You think I'm like you, my room is cleaned every day, okay?"

Yin Yinyin rolled her eyes, then sat down in front of the study table.

Open the drawer and take out lip balm and a small mirror.

Jiang Ji noticed that there was a stack of photo albums in Yin Yinyin's drawer. The cover of the album was white, and Yin Yinyin drew many love patterns with red pens.

Jiang Ji wanted to take it over to see what was in the album.

But was rejected by Yin Yinyin's words.

"Don't look at it."

"Why? Is there an ugly photo of you?"

"Yeah, I won't show you anyway."

Yin Yinyin protects the photo album like she protects her baby.

Seeing Yin Yinyin's action, Jiang Ji couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded.

"Why are you so stingy? I don't laugh at you."

"No, no, no."

Yin Yinyin pushed the drawer back, then opened the small mirror, and began to apply lip balm on her lips.

When Jiang Ji saw him, he couldn't help asking, "Are your lips very dry?"

"It's not because of you."

"Eh? What's none of my business?"

Yin Yinyin didn't answer, but blushed and snorted arrogantly.

Jiang Ji suddenly seemed to understand something.

When I looked at Yin Yinyin again, I only felt that her lips seemed to be a little swollen.

Can't help showing a gloating expression.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing Jiang Ji smiling, Yin Yinyin couldn't help but blush even more.

"Ahem, okay, is that your first guitar?"

Jiang Ji found a guitar and an electronic piano in Yin Yinyin's room.

Jiang Ji was also polite, picked up the guitar, and played it again. Because she hadn't played for a long time, Yin Yinyin loosened the strings, and the tune was not accurate.

Jiang Ji adjusted the tone by himself.

After tuning, it bounced.

The melodious guitar sound suddenly sounded in the room.

Hearing the melody played by Jiang Ji, Yin Yinyin couldn't help being slightly surprised: "It's the melody of "Sequel"!"

The original accompaniment of "The Sequel" was played by the piano, but Jiang Ji played it with the guitar, but it didn't violate the harmony at all, but it had a melodious and relaxed feeling.

It sounds surprisingly good.

This is just a beginner's guitar bought for more than 300 soft sister coins. If Jiang Ji's custom-made guitar at home, the playing effect will be even better.

"A Ji, have you really just learned guitar for more than two months?"

"you guess."

Although Yin Yinyin had seen Jiang Ji playing the guitar a few days ago.

But at that time Yin Yinyin focused on the songs written by Jiang Ji.

Watching Jiang Ji play the guitar again this time, I found that Jiang Ji's playing technique is very skillful, not at all like a beginner who has just learned for two months.

And just now Jiang Ji tuned himself, without the aid of a tuner.

Although Yin Yinyin can also do it, but the accuracy of tuning, Yin Yinyin is confident that she can't do it so accurately.

"I feel that your playing is as good as our teacher's."

Hearing this, Jiang Ji smiled without saying a word, playing the guitar quietly.

These days, Jiang Ji often plays the guitar, and a thin layer of calluses has formed on his fingers.

It's not like it was at the beginning, where the pain was unbearable within a few minutes of playing.

Jiang Ji played and played, and Yin Yinyin's mother came in with cut fruits.

As soon as Yin's mother entered the door, she saw that Jiang Ji was playing, and she couldn't help being a little surprised with her charming face: "I thought it was Yin Yin playing the guitar, but it turned out to be Xiao Ji, Xiao Ji played better than Yin Yin. fine."

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm not as good at playing as Yinyin."

"You don't need to be humble in front of your aunt. Auntie can tell whoever plays well."

Mama Yin is very beautiful. Although she is nearly forty years old, she can still tell from her outline that Mama Yin was a great beauty when she was young.

When he smiles, he also shows a dignified atmosphere and is approachable.

Yin Yinyin also nodded at this time and said: "My mother was a well-known pianist in China when she was young, so don't pretend to be a novice in front of my mother."

Hearing this, Jiang Ji was a little surprised, he remembered that Yin Yinyin's mother worked in a garment factory.

It seems that Yin Yinyin's music skills are all inherited from her mother.

"Mom hasn't played the piano for a long time, and I don't know how to play it for a long time."

Yin's mother laughed, then put the fruit on the table, and said, "Xiaoji, there are fruits here, you can take whatever you want. Auntie can cut some if you don't have enough."

"Enough is enough, thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome, Xiaoji, just treat yourself as your own home. Alright, then I'll go downstairs first, so I won't disturb you two playing the piano."

After Yin's mother finished speaking, she went downstairs.

Jiang Ji was a little curious, and asked Yin Yinyin, "Your mother is so good, why doesn't she become a piano teacher?"

Yin Yinyin shook her head and said, "I only heard about it from my father a few years ago. When I first bought the electronic piano, my mother played it once, and I haven't seen her play it since then."

Hearing this, Jiang Ji faintly felt that there was a story in it.

But even Yin Yinyin didn't know, so he didn't ask any more.

(End of this chapter)