Baiji was a little resistant, but Baishu was so domineering, and gradually Baiji became less resistant, and the two kissed each other deeply.
Suddenly Fu Bao felt that the tiles under her feet were loose. Just as she was about to speak, she fell down.
"Milk! Save me!" Fu Bao shouted.
The female Ah Piao next to them were watching with great interest. They were frightened by Fu Bao. Qian Baobao quickly hugged Fu Bao. Fu Bao sat on a pile of tiles and looked at the two people hugging each other. Silly. Silly enough to say hello: "Hi! Good evening!"
Bai Ji was so angry that he pushed Baizhu away and said, "Fubao, what on earth are you doing? Just stop."
But Fu Bao got up and ran straight home. She was not stupid. Bai Ji really caught her and probably spanked her.
But after seeing this scene tonight, she couldn't count it as a loss. She jumped back home.
She saw several teachers sitting at home waiting for her. She coughed and looked at Geng Nianyu cautiously.
Geng Nianyu hurriedly said: "See? I said she would be back soon, right? Something is really wrong with her..."
Fu Bao nodded quickly and said: "I went to my master's house. Master was kicked out by the Bai family. His old man is so pitiful. I am his apprentice, so naturally I want to comfort him."
Piano teacher Wang Hongda, calligraphy teacher Meng Haozhi, and martial arts instructor Chen Feng saw Fubao's eyes were red, and no one dared to say harsh words for fear of making her cry.
Meng Haozhi said: "Baiji is just too good to the Bai clan, see? I said it will happen sooner or later."
Geng Renhe quickly asked: "Is your master okay? Do we need to go see him?"
"No, no, ahem... I mean their family is in chaos right now! Baizhu has also been kicked out." The young couple is mixing honey with oil! Where is their comfort needed?
Geng Renhe sat on the sofa and said, "The Bai family is really good at crossing rivers and demolishing bridges."
Isn’t it? Thinking of this, Fu Bao became a little angry.
They actually kicked all these people out, and several masters took turns giving Fu Bao extra homework.
Fortunately, Fubao has a very strong receptive ability, and he was fully booked for 3 hours a night.
First I played the piano, then I wrote, and after I finished writing I exercised for an hour.
She was paralyzed and too tired. Jiang Qin helped her take a bath, and she fell asleep holding the bottle.
Jiang Qin cursed and said, "These people won't let Fu Bao sit idle at all. How old is Fu Bao? Is it necessary to push him so hard?"
Geng Renhe laughed and said, "Isn't this also good for Fubao? Look at the handwriting of our daughter. I think this handwriting is much better than the handwriting every year! Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Jiang Qin looked at the word carefully and said, "This word is so beautifully written, Nian Nian! You should learn more from your sister."
Geng Nianyu tidied the desk silently without saying a word. He had no temper and did not dare to have one! Who told his sister to be so awesome?
Fu Bao was exhausted. As soon as he lay down on the bed, it was already ten o'clock in the morning when he opened his eyes again.
"Oops! I'm late for my piano lesson..." Fu Bao quickly got up and saw piano teacher Wang Hongda already waiting downstairs. When he saw her, he smiled and said, "Finally woke up?"
"hey-hey……"
Jiang Qin quickly shouted: "Good boy, have breakfast, I cooked a bowl of egg noodles."
Fu Bao nodded quickly. Wang Hongda looked at the bowl full of noodles and said, "How can this be egg noodles? Just call it large intestine noodles."
There was a poached egg inside and a large bowl full of pig intestines. Jiang Qin smiled and said: "Isn't this when Renhe was buying vegetables in the morning and happened to see pig intestines? Not many people eat this stuff."
"I don't understand. What's so delicious about this thing? It's so hard to wash it off!" Wang Hongda said.
Jiang Qin smiled and said, "Renhe just likes to tinker with these things. Besides, Fubao likes to eat..."
Geng Renhe bought it just because Fubao likes to eat it. It is not easy to clean the pig intestines. It requires a lot of salt, vinegar and flour.
Fu Bao ate up the entire bowl of noodles, including the noodle soup. The noodles looked like Geng Renhe's craftsmanship, and Geng Renhe's craftsmanship was getting better and better.
Geng Renhe has no big ambitions, but he likes to eat, calligraphy and painting. In his free time, he likes to cultivate flowers, plant fields, cook rice, and play birds...
He likes everything that real veteran cadres like to do.
After eating the noodles, Fu Bao started to play the piano, but today Wang Hongda didn't know what he thought, but he actually asked her to get familiar with the guqin.
In fact, Fubao prefers the guqin to the piano. Wang Hongda said:
"Fu Bao, are you interested in learning this? In fact, I originally learned Guqin, but later I became successful on the piano.
I have almost finished practicing the music score you gave me recently, please listen..."
The music on the guqin score is the long-lost "Donggao Qinpu". In fact, it cannot be said to be lost, but many of them are in other countries.
Fu Bao nodded, and Wang Hongda took out the guqin and started playing it after preparing for a while.
The guqin has long strings that vibrate, and the body of the qin is pronounced. The tone is loose and slow, with a long aftertaste, simple and elegant.
Fubao gradually became fascinated as he listened. The more he listened, the more interesting it became.
After Wang Hongda finished playing the song, he was a little excited, looked at Fubao and said:
"Fu Bao, do you think it sounds good? I like the piano, but I love the guqin even more. Unfortunately, my talent in the guqin is too low.
As for the piano, you just need to practice diligently. Are you willing to learn guqin from me next? "
Fu Bao thought about it and nodded. It really sounded good. Besides, she could understand these musical scores.
Throughout the morning, Wang Hongda began to teach Fubao how to get started. He looked at Fubao and said, "The ability to comprehend is really high."
Although the piano has many keys, each key is a note, while the guqin only has seven strings and has a wide range of sounds.
There are seven scattered tones, ninety-one overtones, and one hundred and forty-seven fretted tones.
There are many playing techniques, including holding, breaking, wiping, picking, hooking, ticking, hitting, plucking, wheeling, plucking, pinching, rolling and whisking with the right hand.
The left hand has Yin, Xiao, Chuo, Zhu, Bang, Jinfu, Huifu, Qi, etc.
Therefore, compared with Guqin, it is more difficult to learn, but Fubao was able to play a simple piece of music after the first lesson.
Wang Hongda was almost ecstatic: "If you continue to learn like this, you will definitely be able to stand at the top of Guqin."
Fu Bao looked at him, standing on the top, she didn't need it, she just liked the guqin, plus she had dozens of good guqins, it would be a pity to throw them away...
You still have to learn the guqin. These dozens of guqins were found in the village. There was a master who liked the guqin very much. He had a piano room in the village with dozens of guqins in it.
Fubao didn't know whether the quality of those guqins was good, but he just thought it would be a pity to throw them away. Moreover, those guqins were very well maintained, so it was good to practice them.
