"You're welcome."
Li Jiudao smiled humbly.
It's true that he doesn't come to Yaxian Inn very often. It seems that he only came once. That was when he had not yet reached the full level of various skills. He thought about competing with the literati in Qingshan City to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
However, although he did not practice various skills to the full level at that time, the level of various skills was still very high.
That time he became famous in one battle at Yaxian Xiaoguan. His skills in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting surpassed the literati in Qingshan City. At that time, he was regarded as a god by the literati in Qingshan City.
He never came again after that.
The main reason is that these literati are too enthusiastic, and he is not the kind of person who likes to be high-profile. If Aunt Wang had not arranged the blind date at Yaxian Restaurant, saying that Yaxian Restaurant was clean and the environment was elegant, he would not have chosen it at all. From Yaxian Restaurant.
No, as soon as he showed up, a group of literati gathered around him.
A literati said that he had just written a poem recently and asked him to evaluate it. Another literati said that he had drawn a picture of a pine tree, with the veins of the leaves clearly outlined, and asked him to appreciate it.
Some literati said that they had learned a new piece of music and asked him to listen to it.
Another literati said that he thought hard and came up with a unique chess trick, hoping that he could follow the previous game.
Li Jiudao was filled with helplessness. He couldn't get a word in at all. These literati didn't give him a chance to speak...
"Well, it's better to be at home than here."
If Ling Yin hadn't said it was inconvenient to go to his home, and that there was a piano here, he wouldn't have gone down to the inner hall on the first floor.
Most people like to be complimented and admired by others, but not Li Jiudao. He has passed that stage, and he prefers to return to his original nature and live a peaceful life.
"King among mortals...a little monk is a little monk."
Ling Yin said disdainfully.
A true monk, a true strong man, should be like her, capable of overwhelming the heavens of eternity and overwhelming all enemies. How could he be willing to degenerate in the world of mortals and mix with a group of mortals?
"Um...everyone, Mr. Li said that he wants to teach me the sound of the piano. Please help me."
She shouted, really displeased with the way those mortals complimented Li Jiudao.
How could a little monk who had little strength and was eliminated by his cultivation deserve such compliments?
However, her voice was directly drowned by the voices of these literati, and no one heard what she said. These literati were too enthusiastic about Li Jiudao and talked non-stop.
"Oh, I'm so angry!"
Ling Yin was so angry that she stamped her feet, thinking that she, the Supreme Heavenly Sound, had never been ignored like this before.
In ancient times, her words were decrees, and hundreds of millions of creatures listened to her call. Even the emperor did not dare to ignore her and not listen to her words.
But now, no one paid attention to her, and her heart, liver, and lungs were about to explode, and she was extremely annoyed.
All the literati talked non-stop, and Li Jiudao was almost deafened.
He shouted helplessly and said: "Everyone, let me say a few words first!"
"Sir, please speak!"
"Quiet!"
The venue instantly fell silent, and Li Jiudao's words were still very effective.
Many literati are arrogant and never obey anyone, but they admire Li Jiudao very much and respect him very much.
"I already understand what you all said. Next time, when I come to Yaxian Restaurant, I will discuss these things with you again!"
Li Jiudao said: "I came here with Miss Ling Yin this time and would like to borrow a piano. Anyone who has a piano can you borrow it?"
"Sir, use mine!"
"This is my ancestral guqin. Sir, you should use mine!"
Without exception, the literati who brought qins recommended their own qins, hoping that Li Jiudao could use theirs.
"Let Miss Ling Yin choose."
Li Jiudao thought for a while and said.
People who practice the piano have very high requirements for the piano, and he is afraid that Ling Yin will not be satisfied with the piano he chooses.
As for himself, he doesn't care. His piano skills have reached "extraordinary and holy", and any piano is the same in his hands.
"Oh, I got it!"
"Girl, come and pick the piano!"
The literati understood this and looked at each other and laughed. Mr. Li obviously had an unusual relationship with Miss Ling Yin.
"What are you thinking! He is a god in your eyes, but nothing in my eyes..."
Ling Yin was complaining in her heart. She could see through what these literati were thinking at a glance.
These literati thought she had something to do with Li Jiudao.
What does it have to do with it?
"You are borrowing the piano for the honor of the husband. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate for my daughter to choose. It is the husband who makes the decision."
Ling Yin said to Li Jiudao with a smile.
She is extremely confident in her piano skills and can play any piano in her hands.
This time she wanted to slap Li Jiudao in the face and let others understand that Li Jiudao was not that powerful. She didn't want Li Jiudao to say something like having trouble playing the piano after his defeat.
She wanted Li Jiudao to lose without any excuse!
Don’t want to pick a piano?
It looks like I met a master.
Li Jiudao thought in his heart that Ling Yin must be very confident in his piano skills, otherwise he would not let him pick the piano.
"All right."
He smiled, glanced at each piano, touched the pianos with his hands, and tried to play the strings of each piano.
"Just this Guqin."
He chose the guqin, which was said to be passed down from his ancestors.
There are two brushes.
The piano I chose is the best here...
Ling Yin's eyes flashed with something unexpected.
When Li Jiudao picked the piano, he tried playing the strings of each instrument, and she listened carefully.
Through the sounds played by each string, she was able to determine that the guqin was the best, with the right tone and accurate tuning.
"Miss Lingyin, please."
Li Jiudao smiled and asked Ling Yin to play first.
His piano skills are "extraordinary". If he played first, Ling Yin might not dare to play again after hearing this.
To share experiences, he had to know Ling Yin's piano playing skills in order to communicate. How could he communicate if he didn't know anything?
"You want me to play first? I'm afraid you will be too ashamed to play after hearing my music..."
Ling Yin said in her heart, also very confident in her own piano skills.
It doesn't matter if you play first and then play...
The effect achieved is the same.
"Sir, your talent is known to the whole city. I hope that you will not hesitate to teach me and don't hide your secrets."
She chuckled and said, "That little girl is showing off her shame."
Then, she sat down and stretched out a pair of slender palms like white jade.
Each of her fingers is particularly slender and straight. As soon as these palms were revealed, many people were immediately amazed and said that these were a pair of hands born to play the piano.
Ding ding dong dong~
Instead of playing the music directly, she tried the piano first to see if there was anything wrong with it.
"It's really been a long time since I played the piano..."
She plucked the strings with both hands and was filled with emotion. It was as if she had gone back to the time when she first touched the piano. Her expression changed and became serious and dignified.
