After school, Yan Kai came to Kasumigaoka Shiyu and handed over the compiled drawings for Chapters 7 and 8 of "Sword Roaring Jianghu" to Kasumigaoka Shiyu.
Kasumigaoka Shiyu smelled the drawings that still smelled of ink, and felt satisfied for a while, but she still pretended to be reserved and wanted to make excuses: "The busy senior student finally thought of senior sister. I thought you and another senior sister The fight was so intense that you forgot about me!"
Yan Kai didn't seem to hear the teasing in Kasumigaoka Shiyu's words at all, but he told the truth: "Didn't we just finish the fight?"
Kasumigaoka Shiyu's face turned green. This bastard, he didn't even know how to say something nice!
But thinking that this Zhongyuan man should be a real straight man, who couldn't read the air at all, and Kasumigaoka Shiyu was also eager to see the drawings, so he endured it, snorted, and gave Yan a beautiful big eye roll. He tossed his hair and turned to leave.
Talking too much to this person will easily shorten your life!
Yan Kai only said that Kasumigaoka Shiyu wanted to go back and start working as soon as possible. Of course, he was too late to be happy, and he didn't care that she left without saying goodbye. He also packed his things and got ready to go to work.
There happened to be some things that required the use of tools from the place where he worked, so it would be best for him to go there early.
The place where Yan Kai works is very close to the school, only about ten minutes away - based on Yan Kai's walking distance.
This is a rather elegant teahouse, with a blend of Chinese and Japanese styles, but it is not obtrusive at all, but rather harmonious and elegant.
In ancient times in the Central Plains, teahouses were supposed to be noisy places, but this teahouse was very quiet. What stood out was the word elegance. Of course, this may also be related to the fact that there were only a few guests in this teahouse.
To open this kind of teahouse in a place like Chiyoda District where land is at a premium, the owner behind it is either a smart guy or someone who has money but no place to burn it. From what Yan Kai knows about the owner of the teahouse, he thinks it should be the latter. After all, Without blinking an eye, he offered Yan Kai a working salary of 1 million per month, and he only worked two, four, and six days a week, and only worked two hours from 4 p.m. to 6 p.m. every day.
Yan Kai first entered the employee lounge and changed into work clothes - a white Confucian uniform often worn by scholars in ancient costume TV dramas from the Central Plains, with a matching black crown on his head.
The owner of the teahouse is a serious Central Plains fan and likes this tune the most.
The uniforms and glasses from the private Shenjian School were put into Yan Kai's locker together, and he would change them back after get off work.
The staff here ask not to wear glasses because they affect the atmosphere.
It was still early before work, so Yan Kai did not wait in the lounge, but went to the monastery.
Jingshe is an ancient term in the Central Plains. It originally refers to a school where lectures are given, and it also refers to a place where family members practice. In modern times, jingshe mostly refers to a place where urban people cultivate their moral character, pursue the true meaning of life, and study.
Put in this tea house, the jingshe is actually the tea house owner's rest room, or study or quiet room. Of course, the tea house owner does not recognize such a common name.
"Mr. Kamijou, I'm Yan Kai, can you excuse me?" Yan Kai knocked on the door of the monastery and asked.
The teahouse owner is not always in the teahouse. He has countless properties outside. This teahouse is completely his hobby, otherwise he would not lose money by it. But Yan Kai also knows that at this time, if the teahouse owner does not If something special happens, I usually rest here.
"Is it Xiao Kai? Come in!" An old and kind voice sounded, responding to Yan Kai.
The door was unlocked, so Yan Kai opened it gently. An old man with gray hair and a boyish face was sitting cross-legged in the center of the monastery, closing his eyes to rest. When Yan Kai came in, he slowly opened his eyes.
The place where the old man sat cross-legged was a futon, and the posture of the old man sitting cross-legged also had the charm of a Taoist person. Of course, Yan Kai knew that the old man neither knew martial arts nor was practicing Taoism. He was just pretending to improve himself. It's just a matter of self-satisfaction.
"Is there something wrong?" Mr. Kamijou, the owner of the teahouse, knew that Yan Kai never went to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, so he skipped the politeness and asked directly.
"I want to borrow an instrument from you." Yan Kai said bluntly. He likes to talk to these people who don't need to be polite. It saves trouble!
Mr. Kamijou raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Since you came to me in person to ask, then what you want to borrow must not be ordinary goods!"
"Are you interested in the treasure I have here?" Mr. Kamijou looked around. There were many objects placed throughout the monastery, all of which were antiques or handicrafts from the Central Plains, including some Chinese musical instruments.
The things that Mr. Kamijou can put into the monastery are all the best among the best. If he didn't want to borrow any of them, Yan Kai didn't need to ask Mr. Kamijou. He knew that Mr. Kamijou valued Yan Kai. The person in charge of the teahouse will offer anything in the teahouse.
Mr. Kamijou is not often in the teahouse. The person in charge of the teahouse is the manager of the teahouse. He manages everything in the teahouse except Yan Kai and the monastery.
"I'll lend you the flute." Yan Kai was not polite at all and pointed directly at the flute on Mr. Kamijou's left hand side.
The flute was not hung randomly on the wall, but was placed on a shelf alone, and was somewhat separated from other surrounding objects. Among the objects in Manjingshe, this was a treatment only given to a few objects. Obviously She was so treasured by Mr. Kamijou.
Mr. Kamijou's eyebrows twitched, as if he was feeling a little painful, but he still said happily: "Okay, but I have to listen from the side."
Of course the borrowed flute is for blowing, it can't be used as firewood, right?
"Sure, right here."
Yan Kai took the flute directly and wiped it gently.
Mr. Kamijou was dissatisfied, and he said angrily: "My treasures have someone to take care of them every day, and their faces are cleaner than yours!"
Yan Kai smiled awkwardly and did not reply. Instead, he picked it up and blew it casually a few times.
The timbre of each instrument is slightly different, and even the same instrument will have different timbres over time, so Yan Kai needs to know what the timbre of the dongxiao is.
After a few tries, Yan Kai knew that Mr. Kamijou not only had special people to maintain these items every day, but also the instruments included were tuned by special tuners. The timbre of this dongxiao was very pure, which made Yan Kai very satisfied.
After trying it out, Yan Kai took out his phone, put it down, clicked on the recording, and finally started playing.
The low and melodious sound of the flute echoed long and full, revealing a deep sadness, yet still filling the heart.
As Mr. Kamijou listened, he couldn't help but recall many past events. One after another, irreparable regrets passed through his heart, making this strong-minded old man feel a bit regretful about the past. .
But at this moment, the pitch of the flute rose a lot, and there was a glimmer of life in the depression. After the sorrow, there was a rebirth after the disaster!
At the end of the song, Mr. Kamijou's applause also rang out. He said with emotion: "It turns out that your boy is not only good at the piano, but also good at playing the flute. I really didn't borrow this flute in vain."
"Thank you, Mr. Kamijou." Yan Kai pressed save on the recording on his mobile phone, and at the same time said a polite and humble sentence, just one sentence, no more.
Mr. Kamijou understood what Yan Kai was doing and couldn't help but said: "Are you recording? Using a mobile phone to record this song would be too much of a waste. I have a music company under my name, and there is a professional recording studio there. You go there to record it." , isn’t it ten times better than recording with your mobile phone here? You can also take this flute with you, just give me a copy of the recording.”
"Thank you in advance for Mr. Kamijou's kindness, but I'm not free!" Yan Kai shook his head and wiped it before putting the flute back on its original shelf.
Yan Kai had also thought about going to a professional recording studio to record, but he still found it a bit troublesome. He was very pressed for time and couldn't spare any time, so he had to make do with it.
Anyway, Yan Kai's computer skills are not weak, and the quality of the audio recorded on his mobile phone may not be bad after adjustment.
Mr. Kamijou wanted to vomit blood. How many times had this boy refused his kindness?
Mr. Kamijou had also asked Yan Kai before if he wanted to extend his working time. The working fee was easy to negotiate and he would not suffer a loss, but Yan Kai refused, saying that he was not free.
Mr. Kamijou is still not giving up. Yan Kai only works in the teahouse from 4 to 6 pm every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. He knows that Yan Kai has another part-time job, which takes up the time of Yan Kai on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. Wu’s part-time work time, let Yan Kai give up that part-time job and move his working time to his teahouse. This won’t take up Yan Kai’s other time, right?
But Yan Kai still refused, on the grounds that he would get tired of doing the same part-time job over and over again!
Look at how willful this kid is!
At that time, Mr. Kamijou really wanted to give Yan Kai some stumbling blocks and let him take some beatings from society to teach him how to behave, but he gave up in the end. After all, young people with such personality are rare, and he didn’t want to Roll Yan Kai into the same shape as the others.
Moreover, he also suspected that a person with Yan Kai's superb musical literacy would never be an ordinary child. There was really no need to make innocent enemies for himself out of anger.
In Japan, there are many people who have been able to seize the opportunity of the economic boom after World War II and become extremely wealthy, but there are very few people who have been able to withstand financial crises one after another and swim against the declining economic trend. Mr. Kamijou is one of them. First, he knows very well when to do whatever he wants and when to weigh the pros and cons.
After using the tools... no, asking Mr. Kamijou for help, Yan Kai saw that the time was almost up and began to prepare for the handover.
His job in the teahouse is that of a musical instrument player, and his nature is no different from that of the teahouse singers in ancient times in the Central Plains, only more elegant.
Yan Kai slowly walked to the middle of the hall, sat down in front of a guqin, lit incense in the incense burner on the table according to his own preference, stroked the guqin gently, and began to play.
The ethereal and distant sound of the piano rose, and gradually, people began to come in one after another into the teahouse with only a few people. They were well-dressed and distinguished. They all looked like people from the upper class, but their movements were very light. , very slowly, for fear of disturbing Yan Kai and affecting Yan Kai's performance.
Mr. Kamijou, on the other hand, was already sitting in the best seat, with a cup of brewed tea in front of him. He would take a sip from time to time, but he also did not dare to make a sound. His expression was peaceful and unusually relaxed.
Every time it was Yan Kai's turn to play, Mr. Kamijou would be the first to listen. This is why Yan Kai was sure that the busy Mr. Kamijou would be at the monastery at that time, where he was waiting for Yan Kai. playing time.
