I saw that the little girl sitting in the piano hall was full of delicate girls. After hearing her enter the door, she looked at her in unison.

Wen Yantong still remembered that she was dressed as a man and stopped immediately.

Master Zhao noticed that she had stopped, so he turned around and greeted, "Come in quickly, what should I do when I stop outside the door?"

Wen Yantong continued to walk in, remembering that Shaojing was not a country where men and women defended themselves. Although there was the concept of men and women not being close to each other, their thoughts were not as feudal as stubborn.

After she brought Xi Qin into the hall, many girls looked at her curiously and boldly looked at her, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The piano master was a woman in her thirties. There were no traces of years on her face, as if she was very young. After seeing Xi Qin, she hurriedly walked over and took it in her hand and said to Wen Yantong with a smile, "Are you the student who can play Xi Qin?"

Wen Yantong saw a black mole on her mouth, and quickly remembered the identity of this person.

The woman's name is Hua Mo. She has been learning piano in the palace since she was a child. She was originally a royal piano player. She is always indispensable for every banquet in the palace. Occasionally, Chaoge's high-ranking officials would invite her to attend banquets. Her identity is considered noble.

When the emperor personally ordered Songhai Academy to recruit female students, he pointed her at the academy to teach the girls' piano skills, which gave the academy a great honor.

Hua Mo is just a soy sauce character and has no use in the book, but she is really famous for her guqin.

Wen Yantong also replied respectfully, "I just understand a little bit."

Hua Mo then took her hand and said, "Come on, come on, let me listen."

She was very light in strength. Wen Yantong walked a few steps and sat on the chair. Hua Mo also thoughtfully placed her crutch next to her.

Wen Yantong took Xi Qin and put it on her leg with a familiar car, fiddled with the bow twice, then retracted some force and pulled it casually with memory.

Xiqin is different from guqin. Xiqin's sound is long and thick, and even if the songs played are not tuned, they seem to contain deep feelings.

Hua Mo was very happy after hearing this and said repeatedly, "It's you. After you join, we can definitely win the rankings in the banquet!"

Wen Yantong didn't expect it to be so easy, and smiled shyly, "The Master praised it, it's just some simple tunes."

"What's your name? I'm not a few years older than you, just call me Sister Hua." Hua Mo said with a smile, "After you go back, you'll practice all the songs you have, and I'll pick a paragraph to add to the guqin."

Wen Yantong did not expose her in her thirties and nodded in agreement.

"Then you listen to the music of our guqin this time first." Hua Mo liked Wen Yantong's personality very much, clapped her hands excitedly, and said to the girls, "Girls, let's try playing together."

These girls have been practicing for a long time. After listening to Hua Mo's command, they put their hands on the guqin and prepared. After her slap fell, all the sounds of the piano sounded at the same time.

The sound of the guqin is clear and distant, and the rhythm of this song is slow, which makes people feel refreshed and inexplicably quiet.

Wen Yantong almost immediately thought of a song to match it.

When she listened, she also observed the girls playing the piano casually, but unexpectedly found that the vicious female supporting role in the book was also among them.

It is Fu Tanghuan's sister, Fu Shi.

Wen Yantong really hated this person when she was reading the book. She repeatedly hoped that the author could get her lunch box as soon as possible. However, Fu Shi was smart and extremely cunning, and she escaped many times.

Now that Wen Yantong is walking into the book, she is quite afraid of her.

Who is not afraid of a vicious and scheming white lotus?

When Wen Yantong saw her, she couldn't sit still. After the song was finished, she hurriedly left Qintang using the excuse of her leg pain.

Fu Shi is a very thoughtful person and will revenge him. If she gets into trouble, she will inevitably be secretly plotted against her.

Wen Yantong said that she was pitiful enough now that she was lame now, and she was really unreasonable to be plotted against.

The most urgent task is to find a way to hold Chi Jingxi's thigh.

But Chi Jingxi was in Jiatang in the morning, and she was in Dingtang in the afternoon, and there were so many people in martial arts classes, so there was no chance to talk to him.

However, just when Wen Yantong was worried that she had no chance, the opportunity came to her.

The next morning, Li Boyuan entered the school with a dark face. As soon as he put down the book, he pointed Wen Yantong's name, cursed her and criticized her bloodied.

The reason is that the words are written too ugly.

Wen Yantong was stunned by the scolding and lowered her head and did not dare to speak. Her handwriting was indeed ugly. After all, she had never written calligraphy before, and she had never practiced copybooks. She usually wrote ugly with water pen.

Li Boyuan couldn't stand it and said bluntly, "I have been a teacher for half my life. For the first time, I saw a student like you, and it was a waste of reading for so many years!"

Wen Yantong thought she would be scolded and passed by, but she didn't expect Li Boyuan didn't want to let her go easily. She was so angry that she blushed and her neck was thick, "I'm going to go to the martial arts class for the afternoon! Go to my dormitory to copy articles!"

"Ah?!" Wen Yantong immediately lost his expression management in shock.

Just this word almost made Li Boyuan so angry, "What! You didn't hear what I said?!"

Li Boyuan was angry. No one in the school dared to look up, for fear of being vented. Fu Zixian quickly pulled Wen Yantong's sleeves underneath.

Wen Yantong quickly responded, "Students heard it! They will definitely copy articles on time, and ask the master not to get angry."

Li Boyuan was beaten with a fuck, and after scolding for a long time, he cleared his throat and said, "It's good to know, sit down!"

Thanks to Wen Yantong's blessing, the students of Ding Liutang all took two quarters of a class less than this day.

Master Zhao had reminded Wen Yantong about this, but there was no way. She could not practice fonts in one or two days. She had tried her best to write the words like words, but she still made Li Boyuan very angry.

On the afternoon of that day, Wen Yantong rushed to Li Boyuan's bedroom with books and pen mo. He didn't dare to delay the deadly things on the way, for fear that he would be scolded again if he was too late.

This Li Boyuan looks quite fierce, but in fact he is really scary.

The academy has a Buddhist dormitory, and you can tell if you have a little inquiries. Fu Zixian originally wanted to send her to the door of Li Boyuan's dormitory, but because she had to go to martial arts classes, she could only send her halfway.

Wen Yantong arrived at Li Boyuan's bedroom under the cold wind, reached out and knocked on the door, shouting, "Teacher, students come and copy articles."

Li Boyuan personally opened the door for her. When he saw that she was wearing a cotton hat and wrapped tightly, his face turned dark again.

He said sternly, "Where are you, a man, who is covered in iron bones? You are always as delicate as a girl, and it makes people laugh at you when it is heard!"

Wen Yantong immediately pulled off the cotton hat and said with a messy hair, "What Master taught me is."

"Come in." Li Boyuan didn't make things difficult for her.

Perhaps because of the fact that she was leaning on crutches with her hands, Li Boyuan closed the door himself. After entering the door, he passed a cotton curtain and there was a three-foot-high staircase. Under the steps, there was a pair of quite exquisite silver silk brocade boots.

Wen Yantong glanced over and didn't care. She saw a few pairs of simple cotton shoes on the steps, similar to cotton slippers. Then she heard Li Boyuan say to her, "You can wear whatever pair of them."

Very particular.

Wen Yantong picked a cotton slipper casually, passed a cotton curtain, and the heating in the house hit her face. She covered her cold clothes and eyelashes instantly felt wet.

Li Boyuan walked in front, and Wen Yantong followed.

It can be seen that the old man is really afraid of the cold, and the doors of every room have become thick cotton curtains.

After she followed Li Boyuan into the study, she was shocked to find that there was a person in this very warm room sitting cross-legged at a low table, holding a pen to write.

Hearing the movement, he did not look up, sat quite upright, and his handsome side face was eye-catching.

"Jingxi, get up and walk when you are tired, don't sit there all the time." Li Boyuan said kindly.

Wen Yantong was even more shocked now.
Chapter completed!