Lin Chaomu sat on the desk in the corner and watched Ang Lee fiddling with his head as Ang Lee fiddled with the shakuhachi in his hand. At this time, it was already dark outside. The evening sun was golden, cutting the dim rehearsal room into a bright corner. Ang Lee sat in the middle of the brightness, as if sitting in the spotlight on the stage.

The whole rehearsal room was very quiet, only the shakuhachi in Ang Lee's hand was making a leisurely sound. The sound sounded much thicker than the flute. He was practicing a piece of music all afternoon, and there was not even a single piece of the score.

He was so focused that he didn't notice that she went out for a while and came back. Until the sun set, the entire rehearsal room became dark, and Ang Lee was still playing with his eyes closed.

This shahachi is indeed a very difficult instrument. Ang Lee tried dozens of times according to the fingering method specified in the score in his mind before finally blowing out the first long sound.

I think when he first started learning Dongxiao, the system's special skill reward had appeared in just half an hour, but three hours have passed today and there is still no system prompt sound.

"Senior sister, can you lend me this shakuhachi tonight? If you have time tomorrow, we will record the accompaniment together, and this will be useful." Ang Lee looked at it a little late, and he raised his head to look at Lin Chaomu and said, at this time, the latter was looking at him with his hands on his head.

It's just that there is no focus in my eyes. Although I am looking at him, I don't know where the thoughts in my mind have floated.

"Ah? What?"

After Ang Lee shouted twice, Lin Chaomu finally came to his senses. He looked at Ang Lee's face with a hint of blush and quickly avoided his sight.

"I asked if I could lend me a night to practice this shakuhachi tonight. I will record it together when we go to record harmony tomorrow. I am not very skilled yet."

Ang Lee looked at her weird expression in confusion and repeated the words just now.

"Oh, okay, it's going to be a holiday tomorrow anyway. Many people in the traditional musical instrument system should have gone home, and few people use shakuhachi, so they can accumulate dust when placed there."

Lin Chaomu nodded and said, tomorrow is Saturday, and next Monday is National Day, so holidays are connected together, and there will be a ten-day holiday. Many people in the school went home after class today, and students from other places who are closer to home also went out for a trip together.

"Oh yes, I forgot this. Do you want to go home during the holiday? Will it waste your time?" Ang Lee then remembered that tomorrow will be on holiday. He doesn't care about people like him who don't even go to classes much about the holiday.

"No, my home is relatively close, so it's okay to go back in a few days." Lin Chaomu waved his hand and said, closing the door of the rehearsal room, and the two walked outside side by side.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chaomu was actually a local. She had never heard her say that in the capital, where every inch of land was valuable, countless people wanted to settle down and buy a property here. The degree of envy of local household registration was naturally self-evident.

"Well, I plan to record two days, record accompaniment tomorrow and record vocals the day after tomorrow. Is there no problem?"

"No problem." Lin Chaomu said as he looked at the students walking around the playground outside.

"Then have a meal together?"

"Ah? No, I'll do it. I'll leave first. Contact me tomorrow!" Lin Chaomu was startled and shook his head and said, after saying that, he waved his hand and trotted all the way.

"Why is this person talking so hard today..." Ang Lee looked at his back who was running away in a hurry and said to himself in confusion. From the moment he thought something was wrong with Lin Chaomu, his whole face blushed like an apple, and he also evaded when talking to him.

Forget it, Li An thought to himself and turned to his dormitory. He had nothing to do on holidays. He was still in the dormitory. He hadn't had dinner in the dormitory for a long time. He thought about whether to have a meal with Wen Qiao and the others.

Before he stepped into the dormitory door, Ang Lee smelled a scent. He pushed open the door and went in, stunned by the scene in front of him.

There was a large table in the dormitory with all kinds of ingredients on it, and two boxes of beer were placed under the table, and the pot on the induction cooker was steaming.

"I was just about to send you a text message to ask if you are coming back for dinner, but I didn't expect that the person would arrive." Wenqiao said with a smile. Li An usually doesn't eat dinner in the dormitory because he would go out for a while after he finished typing in the afternoon and find a place to draw a few paintings.

"Oh, is there anything big deal to do it so rich?" Ang Lee replied with a smile and greeted the other two roommates in the dormitory. The other two roommates, the short man wearing glasses, was named Wei Yan, and the tall and thin man with a small braid on his head was Wen Qingsong. Both of them are from the painting department, and the course schedule is different from their composition department, so they can't meet during the day.

"I think we haven't been together yet since school started. It's just the holiday tomorrow. Let's have a hot pot together tonight. I just bought the dishes." Wen Qiao said with a smile.

This kid is the class committee member, so he can help Ang Lee cover every time he calls. This is why Ang Lee has only a handful of times in two months, but there is still no teacher causing trouble for him. That's it.

"Okay, we won't be drunk tonight." Ang Lee smiled and nodded. It was true. It's been two months since they opened. This is the first time they got together for dinner in their dormitory.

"I think you have something to do not finish it. I will leave it to us for some of you to pack up the vegetables. I'll call you later."

Wen nodded, and he looked at Ang Lee holding an unknown person in his hand. He pressed his finger twice from time to time to know that he had something to do.

"Okay, thank you!" Ang Lee said gratefully. I have to say that this kid is quite good at doing things. He really plans to learn Shakuhachi tonight, otherwise he won't bring it back.

The school's dormitory is among the top ones in the first university dormitory luxury list. The dormitory area alone is twice as big as Ang Lee when he was in college. It also has a large balcony, two bathrooms and a bathroom. Even if you put a pool table in the dormitory, there is no problem, so it won't appear crowded at all.

Several people were busy washing vegetables while talking and laughing, while Ang Lee calmed down and continued to practice according to the rhythm of the rehearsal room just now. He felt that he was about to succeed because he was able to play the notes in the score one by one, but only the fingering connection was not very smooth.

【Congratulations to the host for obtaining skill rewards through the instrumental method: Getting Started with Shakuhachi]
Chapter completed!