No matter how I knock on the door or how I shouted inside, I couldn't get a response.
I walked around the villa, all the windows were closed tightly, and the curtains were covered, and there was no light coming out.
But there is only one window that is different. The anti-theft window is half open. Although the curtains are covered, they are blown up by the wind from time to time.
The window is located on the second floor. If I was not mistaken, the room it is located should be Lin Fengluan’s boudoir I have been to.
I looked up at this fan and said for at least five minutes. I felt that Lin Fengluan should be in her room.
But if I just say that, Teacher Lin, you are in the room, right!
In this case, it seems stupid and the experience of Lin Fengluan will be very poor. After all, it can be seen that she doesn't want to pay attention to anyone at all.
But I had thought of this a long time ago, and this is also why I came with the guqin.
After a simple wipe of the ground, I sat on the ground, crossing my legs together.
Take the guqin slowly out of the bag and place it on your legs in the correct posture.
I tried to pluck the seven strings, but I haven't played them for a long time. The pitch is somewhat deviated, but the overall situation is fine, and it will be basically accurate after a little adjustment.
But then I noticed that I was not ready to play anything.
First of all, I definitely can’t play "Farewell". Even though I have collaborated on this song with Lin Fengluan, if I want to play this again the day before yesterday, should I say it is too appropriate or too lack of emotional intelligence?
After thinking about it, I still played some more introductory guqin music. First, it was simple, and second, I still remember that I could play it without the subtracted score.
However, after the five songs continued, no response was received from Lin Fengluan.
But I think she was listening, but the song I played did not touch her heart or touched her heartstrings.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think of a suitable song.
But if you go home like this, you will lose the purpose of this trip.
After a struggle, I decided not to think about it so much, so I just played some songs that represent what I wanted to say.
So I played "High Mountains and Flowing Water". Although this song has no lyrics, its artistic conception and meaning are obvious when meeting a soulmate in the mountains and flowing water. I think that with Lin Fengluan's artistic level, you can hear this implicit sound.
God will pay attention to those who are determined.
Two minutes later, when I played the interlude, I heard the sound of the guzheng coming from the window above my head.
She played along the interlude score, and had a very high understanding of the rhythm of playing the guqin, as if we had practiced the ensemble many times.
I couldn't help but think that if I had met Lin Fengluan who was learning guqin like me, I'm afraid I'm still learning it now, and I guess I'm also a very skilled player.
After the song, I am in a good mood.No matter what, when Lin Fengluan responded to me, it means that my efforts were effective.
I understand that she will not respond to my verbal call, but will convey the message through music.
But I didn't think about what to play in the next song, which made me a little worried.
After all, I just got a little better, so I didn’t have the following text and it would be wasted all my efforts.
Just as I was thinking, the sound of the guzheng came from the windowsill.
Listening from the tune is a graceful and sad song.
But after listening to it for more than half a minute, I still couldn't hear which song it was.
I searched quickly in my mind, it sounded very familiar, but I just couldn't remember it and couldn't think of the answer.
This makes it impossible for me to agree with the sound of the piano.
The flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, and the red fragrance is gone and the fragrance is gone. Who can do the pity?Lin Fengluan sang in a melodious tune, and her singing was like crying and complaining.
It turned out to be "The Song of Burial Flowers", a song that I have never learned or played.
My guqin has no way to agree with it, I can only listen with my ears.
This song has been heard several times in the TV series "Dream of Red Mansions". Every time I listened to it, I feel uncomfortable and recalled Lin Daiyu's various experiences and sensitive emotions.
Compared to Chen Li's original singer, Lin Fengluan's accompaniment with string sounds and her gentle voice can tell a little helplessness, sadness and loss.
At the end of the sky, where is the fragrant hill?
This sentence chanted loudly, Lin Fengluan sang very long, full of all the negative emotions in her heart. Until more than ten seconds later, the sound of the Guzheng gradually became soft and slowly closed with her singing.
I can hear that what happened the night before last had a big blow to her, and I couldn’t help but get over it just by doing it twice.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Women's hearts are so easy to guess, and women's emotions are so easy to coax.
Especially for women like Lin Fengluan who are mature and charming, successful and independent thinking.
After a while, maybe she saw that I did not respond and did not continue to play the guqin, so she played the guqin again.
This time, she played "Farewell".
I played the accompaniment with a feeling of harmony, with her guzheng sound as the main melody.
This time she played lighter and slower than in the mall, and she could hear nostalgia and inseparable feelings from the rhythm of the song.
When it was about to end, she dragged on for a long time before the last three notes popped up, which could be said to be very reluctant.
After playing "Farewell", Lin Fengluan did not continue to play any songs.
What I thought was that she shouldn't want to play anymore, so I found a few songs with similar rhythms and feelings and played them, but without exception, none of them received a response from Lin Fengluan.
Seeing that the afternoon sports meeting was almost time, I had to pack up the guqin and shouted to the windowsill: Teacher Lin, I'll come again tomorrow!
After that, he hurriedly left.
Back at the tennis court in the gym, there was no one at that time because the tennis match was half an hour later than other matches.
But when I arrived, I noticed a tall and thin figure practicing football alone inside.
Who else can this person be if he is not He Qi?
He was wearing a black vest and practicing serving alone.
Until the game officially started, he was still practicing, his face and hands were sweating, and his vest was soaked.
Although I don’t know much about him, I also know that he was the 100-meter champion of the boys in the school last year, and his grades were faster than our school’s best high school.
Logically, he should have appeared in the main venue. After all, there is still a 100-meter qualifier in the afternoon, so how could he appear here?
The entire tennis schedule is very compact, the men's game is about to end today, and tomorrow is the women's game.
Fortunately, the number of applicants is not too many, and the schedule can be completed.
By four o'clock, it was the finals and the audience was crowded.
And I became the referee at the request of two teachers.
I thought this was outrageous enough, but I didn't expect that there was something even more outrageous. He Qi actually appeared in the tennis finals!
Because there were two other teachers supervising the other two venues, I had never paid attention to them. He Qi played all the way from the field where other teachers were, and to the final field.
Speaking of which, if I also participated in the competition, I should be his opponent now.
Could it be that it was for me?
I muttered to myself.
Hello!Why are you in the referee's seat? Haven't you signed up?He Qi pointed at me with a racket.
For some reasons, I became a referee.I shrugged and replied vaguely, thinking I didn't need to explain so much to him.
Shouldn’t it be Teacher Lin who is the referee?What happened to you to her!As he said that, his face was a little angry.
I didn't have much Ah, because Teacher Lin didn't come, so I was the referee for her.
I replied angrily, after all, he would not do anything to me in public. You still want to beat Ah or not, and you will abstain from not hitting me.
I'll settle the score with you in the future.He whispered a harsh word and prepared his posture.
I know He Qi's opponent, and he is well-known and has great strength among the tennis players in the school, but he is still far behind me, but he is definitely not a rookie.
As for He Qi's strength, I don't know anything, but it's probably not bad to be able to reach the finals.
After the first game, his opponent easily won 6-3.
Roughly speaking, they are basically suppressed in terms of skills, and many of the lost goals are the opponent's weakness and they get a lot of points.
In terms of the overall appearance of the first game, He Qi is indeed a genius who is not very good at playing tennis and has no need to wash it.
At the beginning of the second game, He Qi gave up the strategy of competing skills and instead used strong hitting serves, attempting to use the fast attack tactic to play.
From a process perspective, it is obvious that the opponent is not suitable for his playing style, and the technical style of playing can not reflect his advantages at all.
In terms of results, the whole tactic was executed well and the effect was very good. The backhand was a six-to-three win.
In the third game, because he used too much force in the second game, He Qi's physical overdraw was very obvious. Every time he hit the ball, he gritted his teeth, and he was breathing heavily after every run.
Soon, he was beaten by his opponent five to one, and the opponent held five match points.
When I felt that the game was about to end with a six-to-one, I didn't expect that He Qi would tie the game five-to-five, which attracted endless applause and shouts from the audience.
To be fair, I have to say that some of his balls are really good, and even if I go up, I may not be able to play well.
What is even more frightening is that even though you can fall down due to overdrawing your strength at any time, you can hold on every time, and your strength is getting stronger and stronger, which is incredible.
In the end, He Qi turned the game seven to five and won the championship.
But he didn't show any excitement or even cheer after winning.He threw the racket to the ground, dragging his almost completely overdrawn body and leaving the field step by step.
After the afternoon sports meeting, I came to Lin Fengluan's villa with a zither on my back again, wanting to see if she would be better in the afternoon.
When I arrived, I heard a boy shouting. Teacher Lin, I did it!I won the championship!
The boy was wearing a black vest, tall and thin, and was slapped at the door vigorously, still shouting, "Teacher, see me Ah!"
This body shape and voice are right, He Qi, who just won the first place.
I walked around the villa, all the windows were closed tightly, and the curtains were covered, and there was no light coming out.
But there is only one window that is different. The anti-theft window is half open. Although the curtains are covered, they are blown up by the wind from time to time.
The window is located on the second floor. If I was not mistaken, the room it is located should be Lin Fengluan’s boudoir I have been to.
I looked up at this fan and said for at least five minutes. I felt that Lin Fengluan should be in her room.
But if I just say that, Teacher Lin, you are in the room, right!
In this case, it seems stupid and the experience of Lin Fengluan will be very poor. After all, it can be seen that she doesn't want to pay attention to anyone at all.
But I had thought of this a long time ago, and this is also why I came with the guqin.
After a simple wipe of the ground, I sat on the ground, crossing my legs together.
Take the guqin slowly out of the bag and place it on your legs in the correct posture.
I tried to pluck the seven strings, but I haven't played them for a long time. The pitch is somewhat deviated, but the overall situation is fine, and it will be basically accurate after a little adjustment.
But then I noticed that I was not ready to play anything.
First of all, I definitely can’t play "Farewell". Even though I have collaborated on this song with Lin Fengluan, if I want to play this again the day before yesterday, should I say it is too appropriate or too lack of emotional intelligence?
After thinking about it, I still played some more introductory guqin music. First, it was simple, and second, I still remember that I could play it without the subtracted score.
However, after the five songs continued, no response was received from Lin Fengluan.
But I think she was listening, but the song I played did not touch her heart or touched her heartstrings.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think of a suitable song.
But if you go home like this, you will lose the purpose of this trip.
After a struggle, I decided not to think about it so much, so I just played some songs that represent what I wanted to say.
So I played "High Mountains and Flowing Water". Although this song has no lyrics, its artistic conception and meaning are obvious when meeting a soulmate in the mountains and flowing water. I think that with Lin Fengluan's artistic level, you can hear this implicit sound.
God will pay attention to those who are determined.
Two minutes later, when I played the interlude, I heard the sound of the guzheng coming from the window above my head.
She played along the interlude score, and had a very high understanding of the rhythm of playing the guqin, as if we had practiced the ensemble many times.
I couldn't help but think that if I had met Lin Fengluan who was learning guqin like me, I'm afraid I'm still learning it now, and I guess I'm also a very skilled player.
After the song, I am in a good mood.No matter what, when Lin Fengluan responded to me, it means that my efforts were effective.
I understand that she will not respond to my verbal call, but will convey the message through music.
But I didn't think about what to play in the next song, which made me a little worried.
After all, I just got a little better, so I didn’t have the following text and it would be wasted all my efforts.
Just as I was thinking, the sound of the guzheng came from the windowsill.
Listening from the tune is a graceful and sad song.
But after listening to it for more than half a minute, I still couldn't hear which song it was.
I searched quickly in my mind, it sounded very familiar, but I just couldn't remember it and couldn't think of the answer.
This makes it impossible for me to agree with the sound of the piano.
The flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, and the red fragrance is gone and the fragrance is gone. Who can do the pity?Lin Fengluan sang in a melodious tune, and her singing was like crying and complaining.
It turned out to be "The Song of Burial Flowers", a song that I have never learned or played.
My guqin has no way to agree with it, I can only listen with my ears.
This song has been heard several times in the TV series "Dream of Red Mansions". Every time I listened to it, I feel uncomfortable and recalled Lin Daiyu's various experiences and sensitive emotions.
Compared to Chen Li's original singer, Lin Fengluan's accompaniment with string sounds and her gentle voice can tell a little helplessness, sadness and loss.
At the end of the sky, where is the fragrant hill?
This sentence chanted loudly, Lin Fengluan sang very long, full of all the negative emotions in her heart. Until more than ten seconds later, the sound of the Guzheng gradually became soft and slowly closed with her singing.
I can hear that what happened the night before last had a big blow to her, and I couldn’t help but get over it just by doing it twice.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Women's hearts are so easy to guess, and women's emotions are so easy to coax.
Especially for women like Lin Fengluan who are mature and charming, successful and independent thinking.
After a while, maybe she saw that I did not respond and did not continue to play the guqin, so she played the guqin again.
This time, she played "Farewell".
I played the accompaniment with a feeling of harmony, with her guzheng sound as the main melody.
This time she played lighter and slower than in the mall, and she could hear nostalgia and inseparable feelings from the rhythm of the song.
When it was about to end, she dragged on for a long time before the last three notes popped up, which could be said to be very reluctant.
After playing "Farewell", Lin Fengluan did not continue to play any songs.
What I thought was that she shouldn't want to play anymore, so I found a few songs with similar rhythms and feelings and played them, but without exception, none of them received a response from Lin Fengluan.
Seeing that the afternoon sports meeting was almost time, I had to pack up the guqin and shouted to the windowsill: Teacher Lin, I'll come again tomorrow!
After that, he hurriedly left.
Back at the tennis court in the gym, there was no one at that time because the tennis match was half an hour later than other matches.
But when I arrived, I noticed a tall and thin figure practicing football alone inside.
Who else can this person be if he is not He Qi?
He was wearing a black vest and practicing serving alone.
Until the game officially started, he was still practicing, his face and hands were sweating, and his vest was soaked.
Although I don’t know much about him, I also know that he was the 100-meter champion of the boys in the school last year, and his grades were faster than our school’s best high school.
Logically, he should have appeared in the main venue. After all, there is still a 100-meter qualifier in the afternoon, so how could he appear here?
The entire tennis schedule is very compact, the men's game is about to end today, and tomorrow is the women's game.
Fortunately, the number of applicants is not too many, and the schedule can be completed.
By four o'clock, it was the finals and the audience was crowded.
And I became the referee at the request of two teachers.
I thought this was outrageous enough, but I didn't expect that there was something even more outrageous. He Qi actually appeared in the tennis finals!
Because there were two other teachers supervising the other two venues, I had never paid attention to them. He Qi played all the way from the field where other teachers were, and to the final field.
Speaking of which, if I also participated in the competition, I should be his opponent now.
Could it be that it was for me?
I muttered to myself.
Hello!Why are you in the referee's seat? Haven't you signed up?He Qi pointed at me with a racket.
For some reasons, I became a referee.I shrugged and replied vaguely, thinking I didn't need to explain so much to him.
Shouldn’t it be Teacher Lin who is the referee?What happened to you to her!As he said that, his face was a little angry.
I didn't have much Ah, because Teacher Lin didn't come, so I was the referee for her.
I replied angrily, after all, he would not do anything to me in public. You still want to beat Ah or not, and you will abstain from not hitting me.
I'll settle the score with you in the future.He whispered a harsh word and prepared his posture.
I know He Qi's opponent, and he is well-known and has great strength among the tennis players in the school, but he is still far behind me, but he is definitely not a rookie.
As for He Qi's strength, I don't know anything, but it's probably not bad to be able to reach the finals.
After the first game, his opponent easily won 6-3.
Roughly speaking, they are basically suppressed in terms of skills, and many of the lost goals are the opponent's weakness and they get a lot of points.
In terms of the overall appearance of the first game, He Qi is indeed a genius who is not very good at playing tennis and has no need to wash it.
At the beginning of the second game, He Qi gave up the strategy of competing skills and instead used strong hitting serves, attempting to use the fast attack tactic to play.
From a process perspective, it is obvious that the opponent is not suitable for his playing style, and the technical style of playing can not reflect his advantages at all.
In terms of results, the whole tactic was executed well and the effect was very good. The backhand was a six-to-three win.
In the third game, because he used too much force in the second game, He Qi's physical overdraw was very obvious. Every time he hit the ball, he gritted his teeth, and he was breathing heavily after every run.
Soon, he was beaten by his opponent five to one, and the opponent held five match points.
When I felt that the game was about to end with a six-to-one, I didn't expect that He Qi would tie the game five-to-five, which attracted endless applause and shouts from the audience.
To be fair, I have to say that some of his balls are really good, and even if I go up, I may not be able to play well.
What is even more frightening is that even though you can fall down due to overdrawing your strength at any time, you can hold on every time, and your strength is getting stronger and stronger, which is incredible.
In the end, He Qi turned the game seven to five and won the championship.
But he didn't show any excitement or even cheer after winning.He threw the racket to the ground, dragging his almost completely overdrawn body and leaving the field step by step.
After the afternoon sports meeting, I came to Lin Fengluan's villa with a zither on my back again, wanting to see if she would be better in the afternoon.
When I arrived, I heard a boy shouting. Teacher Lin, I did it!I won the championship!
The boy was wearing a black vest, tall and thin, and was slapped at the door vigorously, still shouting, "Teacher, see me Ah!"
This body shape and voice are right, He Qi, who just won the first place.
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