The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 15 Teacher

It was night, after learning chess routinely, Yue Wenjing returned to the room.Instead of washing up and getting ready to sleep, I first recalled what I learned today in my mind, and then recorded some details that were fuzzy or unclear, and made a rough outline of the rest.At this time, she has developed a habit after studying for graduate school, so that the progress of the project, advantages and disadvantages, and problems to be solved can be seen at a glance, and it is conducive to familiarizing with the project.

After finishing all this, she suddenly became curious about her future itinerary.When I used to learn the piano with teacher Bai Ji, I only had one lesson a week, so I basically learned new content every time. Only occasionally the teacher would check the previous pieces and correct fingering, sentence breaks, dynamics and so on.She used to think that she would just go to the piano hall with the teacher every day in the future, but today's experience made her suddenly unsure.Tomorrow...doesn't necessarily mean learning the piano, right?
Thinking of this, she suddenly smiled.What are you thinking about here?If you want to know, just ask the teacher.

Without hesitation, he got up and walked out the door.

Walking to the teacher's door, he knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response for a long while. "Couldn't the teacher be here?" Thinking, he increased his strength a little and knocked on the door again.Still no answer.

For a while, I was a little confused and a little annoyed.While distracted, he went in the wrong direction and came to the front of the study.

The door was open, the lights were still on, and the person she was looking for was sitting at the desk, as if he had encountered some difficulty, his brows were locked, and the pen he was holding didn't write a word for a long time.

It seems that she came at a bad time.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the man raised his head and saw her standing in front of the door. His face suddenly became a little embarrassed, but he regained his usual calmness in an instant, and then called out to her.

"Haven't you rested yet?" The gentleness in the voice was as usual.

"Mmm. Teacher, are you going to continue learning the piano tomorrow?" She is still too young, even if Cen Xi is sitting on a chair, she is still taller than her by a large margin.Talking with your neck up is tiring.This kind of cognition made her feel so strongly for the first time that she wanted to grow up quickly.

He seemed to be holding back his laughter, rubbed her hair, and said: "Tomorrow I will only practice the piano, and not learn new ones. Some students will come to class in the afternoon, and you can listen or practice as you please."

She nodded obediently, and when she was about to bid farewell to Cen Xi, her eyes accidentally fell on the paper he was using to record, and she froze for a moment.

The paper was not the notation of the piano music she thought, nor the difficult chess game, nor even any content that should appear in Cen Xi's pen in Yue Wenjing's eyes—his brushwork that can be called art, recorded It is her teaching, living arrangements.Painted and changed, nearly two pages were densely covered.During the time she said goodbye to him and went back to the room, he was doing this all the time?
But he smiled frankly: "I don't have children, and I haven't brought up any disciples, so I need to spend more time. You should go back and rest first, and you have to get up early tomorrow."

That night, Yue Wenjing didn't know how he returned to the room.

In her last life, if she had to use one word to describe her temperament, it would have to be cold.Using herself to push others, although she never intentionally guessed people's hearts in a bad way, she was not afraid of guessing others with the worst malice.Therefore, if others treat her kindly, she will repay it even more.If you are treated unfairly, you can deal with it calmly.No one has the responsibility to pay for you unconditionally. It is rare to benefit yourself without harming others.

The love of family members can be explained more or less by blood connection.And my teacher...

Teachers are also those who preach and teach karma to solve doubts.I read this sentence in my textbook as early as my junior high school in my last life.For the teacher, she has always been very respectful.However, this is the first time she has experienced the weight of the word "teacher" so deeply.

As the old saying goes: "A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime." Sincerity does not deceive me.

Cen Xi.She owed her such affection.

(End of this chapter)