My Daoist Life

When my sister and I were having breakfast, Xiao Jiu couldn't help but poked a head out of the room, and was caught by my sister.

"Huh, what is that?" My sister said in surprise.

I turned my head and saw that Xiao Jiuzheng and her sister had big eyes to small eyes.

"This guy, you have seen it. In a dream." I didn't intend to hide my sister. Now that I was seen by my sister, I naturally told my sister.

"Did you bring her out? She is a vixen!" My sister said worriedly.

"It's okay, this guy's life is now in my hands. If you don't obey, I just throw her back." I don't mind letting Xiao Jiu hear what I said.

When Xiao Jiu heard what we said, instead of hiding his head and showing his tail, he ran out directly, ran directly to the sister's side, looked at her sister eagerly, and ran to her sister's feet affectionately, using a fluffy head. I rubbed my sister's trouser legs. This guy seems to be lovable by nature. But I do know that this guy looks small, but in fact he is not small at all. Who knows how many years she has lived in the dream. Maybe it's already an old fairy.

It seems that cute little animals like Xiao Jiu are extremely lethal to girls. When my sister saw Xiao Jiu, she liked Xiao Jiu very much.

"Too cute." My sister even hugged Xiao Jiu directly to the table.

"This guy never takes a shower. How dirty you put it on the table!" I said quickly.

"You never take a shower." Xiao Jiu retorted directly.

This time, my sister was completely stunned. Although she had known for a long time that the nine-tailed fox in the dreamland could speak human words. But hearing the nine-tailed fox in reality still made her feel unspeakable shock.

"Believe it or not, I cut you?" I raised my fist threateningly.

Xiao Jiu immediately pretended to be pitiful and pitiful, and immediately let her sister's love overflow.

"Jingyang, you were the one who was wrong. Xiao Jiu is clean. Where is it? You threatened her. If you threaten her, I will clean up you. Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid of him. If he is disobedient, sister clean up He!" My sister picked up breakfast for Xiao Jiu, this guy really enjoyed it.

"I knew it would be fine to bring you out. Sister, she is a vixen. Don't take her out, just let her stay at home honestly." I quickly reminded.

"Just think about it as much as you want. As long as Xiao Jiu doesn't speak, who knows she is a vixen? It's so boring to put it at home. Anyway, I have a separate office, so I can take it to school."

I shook my head helplessly, I knew my sister would not put her at home. I can't take Xiao Jiu to school either. The school does not allow pets. And if this guy is brought to school, I won't have to live.

"Sister, I don't think you should take her out. Don't look at her being honest now. It was in front of me. If you take her out, you will be in trouble if you get into trouble. Don't look at her so cute now, she It would be scary if all the nine tails were exposed." I said worriedly.

"I think you are a little kid with the soul of an old man under the skin. Do you think that nine tails can scare others? Others will only think that this is a mutant fox. No one thought that this was a fox at all. "My sister laughed.

"Then I'll follow you, and you must pay more attention to taking her out. Xiao Jiu, listen carefully. You are not allowed to speak outside, and you are not allowed to expose the other eight tails. Otherwise, I will come back and cut off your eight useless tails. "I threatened.

Xiao Jiu groaned immediately, as if he was terrified. I thought there was something wrong with Xiao Jiu. When the ears were pinched by my sister, I realized that this little guy had calculated it again.

When he arrived at the school, Mr. Wang had urged students who signed up for the calligraphy and painting competition to submit their works as soon as possible. And try to mount the work as much as possible. This looks more formal.

"Huang Jingyang, are you going to give up? In fact, it's nothing, after all, you haven't learned it before. It's normal if you don't learn well with just a little time. It's just that you shouldn't speak big words at the beginning. Isn't it finally round? You still have to be more steadfast. Calligraphy and painting are not basketball, as long as the limbs are well developed. Are you right?" Tan Liwen said strangely.

"Did I say I gave up? Wei Mohen, when did you hear me say I want to give up?" I asked with a smile.

"No? I didn't hear Huang Jingyang say to give up? Isn't it still the deadline? Some people are really too impatient. Thinking that they are a timid deserter, they feel that the whole world is like him. This What is it called. What is the heart of a villain, the stomach of a gentleman." Wei Mohen scratched his head, as if he didn't think of it. In fact, this guy pretends on purpose.

In the end, some people really believed that Li Wan immediately disdained someone's ignorance, "to treat a gentleman like a villain."

"Yes, yes, that's what it means. Tan Liwen, this is not what I said, it was said by the cultural and entertainment committee." Wei Mohen said with a smile, not ashamed, but proud.

Only then did Li Wan realize that she was clever instead of being mistaken for cleverness. She was actually used as a gun by Wei Mohen. She glared at Wei Mohen very angrily, and then complained to her deskmate, "Xiao Manli, you don't care, tutor. It must be strict when it should be strict."

Tan Liwen's face twitched without a smile, "Then tomorrow, I will wait to see your masterpiece."

"I was able to make the great calligraphers in our class pay attention to me so much, and I was very shocked." My impression of Tan Liwen has almost fallen to the bottom.

Li Wan, the cultural committee member, announced another important event on this day: "Dear students, the school will hold a selection of National Day art performances on the National Day. Each class will select a program to participate in the competition. Successful programs will be held on the National Day. The National Day art performance before the holiday. This is a bonus for class awards. Therefore, it is very important. The class committee decided through consultation that we will hold a selection in the class and everyone in the class must prepare a program. Yes. It can be performed alone or in a joint performance; it can be a song, dance, or talent show. There are a lot of musical instruments in our class. For example, Tan Liwen's specialty is piano performance."

"Does everyone have to come up with a show?" Wei Mohen asked sadly.

"Wei Mohen, you are a member of the class committee. You said that as a member of the class, should everyone come up with a show? Every afternoon this week, everyone stays and we have a trial in the class. Everyone must Prepare a show." Li Wan said.

Squad leader Peng Yalin also stood up and said, "Actually, it is not difficult for everyone to show a show. After all, it's just a performance in the class, and it's not for everyone to participate in the competition on behalf of the class."

"But, I can't bring my piano to the class." Tan Liwen said worriedly.

"It's easy. You can use the keyboard instead. As long as the keyboard can play well, it means that your piano skills are also good." Li Wan immediately thought of a way.

"Hey, what show are you two going to have?" Tan Liwen unexpectedly came to me and Wei Mohen habitually.

"You're crazy, don't you?" Wei Mohen is really on fire. He is still worrying about what show he is preparing, but Tan Liwen will show off again. This **** really participated in many training courses and learned a lot.

"Isn't I thinking about the honor of our class? Why do you treat me this way?" Seeing Wei Mohen so annoyed, Tan Liwen was even more happy.

"You stay away from Lao Tzu. You are so close, and I don't guarantee that I can hold back from beating you at all times." Wei Mohen said with a hold of fire.

Tan Liwen quickly avoided it, "Wei Mohen, what do you want to do? I also do it for the honor of our class."

"Go!" Wei Mohen roared lowly.

I watched Wei Mohen and Tan Liwen bicker and couldn't help but smile.

"Why are you angry with him? He relies on this to brush his presence." I laughed.

"That's true." My words made Wei Mohen very relieved. "By the way, Huang Jingyang, what kind of show are you going to do?"

"I just learned the guqin, and I am going to play a guqin song." I said.

"I just learned it again. Guqin music. Huang Jingyang, don't do it all the time. Even I don't know whether you are telling the truth or telling lies." Wei Mohen complained.

"Lu Yao knows that horsepower has seen people's hearts for a long time." I smiled and didn't explain.

"Come on, I am very optimistic about you." Wei Mohen patted my shoulder hard.

If it is not for that ray of Taoism, the master-level piano master’s life experience and understanding of music will be passed on, and only relying on learning from ideas can fully master the guqin playing skills. Of course, what I can do now is to perform relatively simple performances. But if I want to perform the grand master-level "Mountain Flowing Water" completely, it is not possible to do it right away. After all, gaining experience does not mean gaining strength. It takes constant practice to be able to do it.

I came out early the next morning because I wanted to take two of my works and a guqin. My sister was worried that it might be damaged, so she drove me to the attached middle school, and originally helped me move things to the school~www.wuxiaspot. com~We just met Wei Mohen on the road, and I immediately caught the strong man.

Before entering the classroom, the things in my hands and Wei Mohen attracted the attention of classmates. Especially the Guqin in my hand, no one in the class knows.

"Huang Jingyang, is the piano in your hand a guzheng or a Yangqin?" Li Wan came over and asked curiously.

"This is older than the Yangqin or Guzheng. This is the guqin. The five-stringed guqin. There are only five notes, two less than modern music. Later, the strings gradually increased, and six and seven strings appeared. Seven-stringed guqin is considered classic among guqin. But mine is even more ancient, only five-stringed." I said.

"Do you really know how to play the guqin?" Li Wan finished speaking and looked at me.

"I don't know how to play, why did Huang Jingyang move here? Isn't this a question of knowingly? No wonder, the hair is long and short-sighted. What's more, there is no brain." Wei Mohen murmured from the side.

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