Chapter 38 The Return of the Unicorn 12~ No... I can do anything you want me to do, but this is absolutely not allowed!
After working hard on Saturday and Sunday, everyone in the silver band came together, even though their whole bodies were sore, they still persevered and returned to school early in the morning on the extra practice day on Sunday.
Lin Xuerou was miserable. After training on Saturdays and Sundays, she rushed to work part-time. I didn't get off work until 11 o'clock in the evening, went home at 12 o'clock, freshened up, and stayed up until 3 o'clock. I woke up early in the morning, still feeling groggy.
The uphill road to school seemed particularly long today. Last night, there was a light rain in the city. The ground was covered with scattered redbud trees, and the air was filled with moisture. At this time, it is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.
Early autumn in Hong Kong, just like spring, is always unpredictable. It’s still slightly cool in the 10s in the morning, soaring to more than 30 degrees at noon, and then back down again in the evening, especially late at night.
Lin Xue was wearing a sweater, holding her musical instrument case, and slowly climbed up the slope step by step. Unexpectedly, there was a young man at the school gate, waiting for a long time.
"Good morning!"
A ray of rainbow light in the early morning penetrated the top of the clouds and shone directly on Ye Siren's head of white hair.
Under the sun, his eyes and smile were slightly less cold than usual, and had a slight warmth.
It's just that... his white hair looks much more white than when he first saw him. He didn't repair his glasses or replace them with new ones. He still had the same pair of glasses that were glued together with transparent frosted tape when they first met.
He didn't look very energetic, and the thick dark circles under his eyes were still showing under his dark yellow skin.
"Good morning!" Xuerou said.
She didn't expect that the first person she met today would be Ye Siren.
"Senior, let's get started!" Siren said seriously.
"Start, start with what?" Xuerou felt a little confused.
"The national anthem solo, of course."
"I haven't warmed up yet?" Xuerou muttered.
"Warm up? You just don't need to warm up, come on!"
Xuerou reluctantly opened the musical instrument case, and she saw several aunties and uncles doing exercises next to them. A little embarrassed: "Here?"
"certainly!"
Xuerou opened the musical instrument box awkwardly and stood upright. Siren waved his left hand and she started playing.
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Is she really playing?
But when he heard that her first note was not successful, he frowned.
"This proves that your muscle memory is not very good."
"What you said is beautiful! How can you do it without warming up?" Siren took the number from her hand without any politeness.
Now the roles were reversed and it was Xuerou's turn to wave. Unexpectedly, Siren started playing naturally without thinking.
"How is that possible? You must be cheating!" Xuerou didn't believe it, so Siren grabbed her hand and put it on his belly.
"Feel it for yourself." Siren said.
Xuerou touched his belly, and for a moment, it felt like an electric shock.
Siren's abdominal muscles are well defined and firm, with obvious grooves between the muscles.
only……
How is it possible? It turned out to be ice. That proves that Siren just finished playing without warming up.
So, Siren went on to analyze:
Trumpeters need to warm up because they need to activate the core muscles such as the transversus abdominis and rectus abdominis in abdominal breathing so that they can use it freely in formal playing.
But this is not the case for improvisational performances. For example, when playing the national anthem, the player often has to face the situation that he has to play the last time, stop playing for a long time, and then suddenly start playing, without any warm-up. Room, or formal, when the muscles have cooled down.
"Now, I will start blowing again, and you feel my core muscles, but feel it yourself, how to exert force, and remember the feeling when exerting force."
Xuerou felt a little embarrassed, but it was not because of the incompatibility between male and female professors. In wind instruments, it is common for stroking teaching to increase muscle memory, but this happens mostly to novices after graduation...
It means that Siren looks down on her and treats her as a novice.
"Of course I know, it's not my first day learning the trumpet! How much do you weigh, are you challenging me?" Xuerou scolded, angrily took back the trumpet, put it away and left.
"Hmph! I really think I'm amazing!"
"I will come to you again. When the time comes, accept my challenge again!" Siren said calmly.
"snort!"
Xuerou took a few steps angrily,
This Ye Siren doesn't care how she teaches the team members. But I am a sixth-form student with a seventh-level royal certification, so it is my turn to be taught by a junior? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Until the morning meeting was over and it was time for home economics class, her anger was still there.
"Your spirit...is very poor."
Xuerou's housekeeping partner, Qiu Wensheng, said to her.
After knowing Xuerou for almost six years, this was the first time he saw her so angry. If it were normal times, who would let her be so angry that she would break his bones with one punch and still complain?
Hearing Wen Sheng's condolences, Xuerou was a little concerned: How could he tell that I was mentally ill?
Could it be that he also pays attention to me and knows that I haven't been sleeping well recently?
"Yeah?"
The school boy who is ranked number one is indeed number one, and his temperament is what sets him apart from the rest. There is a far cry from Siren who is second on the list.
He is 182cm tall, but CEO Shu Ke is so upright. Even in women's clothing, Qiu Wensheng is so beautiful that people can't help but take a second look.
But I am afraid that if I look at it one more time, it will explode or melt, making people feel contempt and want to take it for themselves.
No matter male or female.
Thinking back to the school president election at the beginning of the school year, Siren was like Jiadong who came out of nowhere. Based on the number of female votes alone, Siren firmly ranked first.
However, when the male votes were revealed, everyone was dumbfounded.
Usually few boys care about these unreasonable elections, and no one showed up to canvass for votes at that time.
But……
Most of the boys' votes for school varsity were taken away by Vincent. This is the only year that more boys voted normally than received blank votes.
Speaking of which, although Siren is good-looking and durable, those who know him know that he is like a piece of bamboo, which can only be upright. Once it is bent, it will not survive.
Xuerou then asked: "Are the bags under my eyes darker today? Or...eye circles?"
"No...you seem to be very, very angry."
"No way!" Xuerou said angrily, and then immediately started a new topic: "Then what dessert should we make?"
In this lesson, housekeeping is making coffee desserts. All groups tried their best, some made glutinous rice cakes, some made ice cream, and the more conservative ones made candies.
"Coffee tiramisu." Vincent replied.
Don't underestimate Vincent and think that he is just a sickly boy and a flower vase. In fact, he is also versatile.
His housekeeping performance has always been among the best in the class.
The slender and dexterous little hands and the attentive eyes give this top school girl a mysterious and charming aura. The white apron that had been with him for six years still looked like new, never stained with dirt. Just like him, like a green lotus emerging from the mud but unsullied, and like the noble, beautiful and pure unicorn in mythology.
As for Xuerou, she is even more powerful. Since she was kicked out of home by her parents, she has begun to live independently. She has three meals a day of instant noodles with eggs, ham and sausage, and one meal consumes an average of one kitchen. . .
On average, there is a fire in the housekeeping room once a week, and it definitely has nothing to do with Xuerou
Don't ask, it's for your own safety. .
Therefore, in order to ensure everyone's safety, the teacher had no choice but to arrange for her to be paired with Vincent for six years.
"I was at the foot of the mountain in the morning and heard the sound of a trumpet coming from the mountain. Is it you?"
Vincent said to Xuerou, while taking a handful of cream and espresso, slowly stirring them together.
"Yeah. I don't know what's wrong with the coach of the silver band, but he wants me to point fingers at a little kid who hasn't even grown any hair yet."
Vincent listened and became even more curious. Is there a trumpet player in the band who is more powerful than Xuerou?
"Who are you talking about?"
"Of course it's Ye Siren, who else besides him."
Ye Siren...
Why doesn't Qiu Wensheng know the person who pulled him down from the throne of the student union?
But isn’t he from the trombone section? How could he guide Xuerou?
Wen Sheng was just curious, but did not tell the truth: "But there is one thing to say. In my impression, Xuerou is very open-minded to learn and very observant."
"Of course! I am an almighty genius and beautiful girl." Xuerou said seductively.
At this time, I was deeply attracted by the smell of coffee.
"Really?" At this time, Vincent made another cup of concentrate for Xuerou and gave her a taste.
I saw the grease on the coffee forming a white, crescent-shaped foam.
"It smells so good! It tastes like Pu'er." Xuerou tasted the coffee slowly. It was slightly pungent and bitter in the mouth, but the tail note had a unique tea aroma and a sweet aftertaste.
"This is Yunlan's Misty White Strips. Produced in the deep mountains of Yunnan Province, the annual output is less than ten pounds. Use the land that has been planted with Pu'er for 20 years to grow coffee for one year. Because there is Pu'er in the soil There are colonies of tea bacteria, so the coffee will have the fragrance of Pu'er."
"What... a prostitute in a tomb?" Xuerou scratched her head, not understanding this at all: "The XP of Yunnan people is really amazing!"
Vincent smiled and said, "You are just prostitution for free. You prostitute my works for free in every home economics class. People who don't know, think that you are just like me. We are both number one in the home economics grade!"
"You are cheating, using this thing to make coffee tiramisu." Xuerou looked at the cheap coffee given by the teacher and knew that Vincent was being clever again without even touching it.
"Don't worry, this is called professionalism."
Soon after, the students’ works took shape. The ignorant teacher took a sip of Vincent's works and was attracted by the heavenly taste. I ate bite after bite. When the students saw something was wrong, they swarmed over and snatched up all the cups in one fell swoop. Xuerou had to wait in vain and even licked the cup.
She puffed up her face again and looked at Vincent sullenly.
"The whole class is bad!"
"If you like, I can cook it for you at any time." Vincent smiled lightly and reassured.
"real?"
Xuerou looked at Vincent's gleaming white face and subtle smile, coupled with his superb dessert skills, and suddenly had a special thought in her heart: What if Vincent was my boyfriend!
"But there is a prerequisite..." Vincent said.
"What? If I can do anything, I will try my best to arrange it for you!"
Vincent was silent for a while and then said: "I want to go back to the Silver Band!"
"No... I can do whatever you want me to do, but this is absolutely not allowed!"
Zhou Guodong has already confessed that he wants Vincent to return to the team as soon as possible, but why is Xuerou unwilling and even willing to disobey the consultant teacher's order?
