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Volume 1 Chapter 299 It¡¯s Qingxia who¡¯s carrying you here

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    Sister Qingxia shook her head.  "Young Master, Qingxia is fine, it's justwell, I remember that at that time, the Young Master also recited a poem in front of Qingxia, but unfortunately, the Young Master never wrote it as a gift." Sister Qingxia looked at her with a pair of beautiful eyes.  He looked at me with a look of anticipation on his face.  Come on, let me write it all at once. Anyway, it is the most difficult for me, a gentleman, to refuse the requests of the opposite sex, especially the requests of beautiful girls.  I copied the verses that were recited in the Duke's Mansion that day on rice paper and gave it to Sister Qingxia. Well, Sister Qingxia looked surprised and happy at the copy, as if she had obtained an extremely precious treasure. Looking at it,  She carefully took it back to her room, and the corners of my mouth could not help but curl up slightly.  An hour later, my sister finally came back. I was waiting impatiently when I heard my sister describe how Li Yaoguang¡¯s eyes were blurred, her pretty face was red, she giggled from time to time, and she was so happy that she was restless when she received my reply.  The young master is very open-minded. The ancients once said that poetry and songs are the most powerful weapons for picking up girls.  These words are indeed very effective. The ancients never deceived me.  Under the heart of this son, Ying Mei asked him to copy it in person?  Wrong, I wrote a poem specifically to give it to my sister.  My sister was finally happy and satisfied.  On the second night of arrival, I finally got two guitars that I will use later. Well, they are as round as two gourds. They have more than double the speakers of the pipa. Each tooth on the long piano stick is like this.  of clarity.  The whole guitar still smells like paint, but it doesn¡¯t matter, it¡¯s just a small smell of paint, and it smells much better than the benzene gas of later generations.  The paints used in this era are absolutely naturally occurring and are definitely not biochemical weapons of the 21st century.  After I got it in my hand, I quickly played a dozen smooth and brisk chords. Sure enough, it felt no different from the guitars I would use in later generations.  I was very happy to compare these two guitars with each other. Well, there is no difference. The only difference is that one guitar is slightly thinner and the other is slightly thicker.  After trying it out now, I feel that the sound resonance of a slightly thicker guitar is more profound, which is pretty good anyway.  After telling the craftsman to make a few more, I started to practice.  Well, although I haven¡¯t touched this thing for more than a year, once I put it into my hands, I quickly found the musicality and touch that I had gained over the years. One of my favorite songs, "The Imprint of the Rain", was included in this book.  Young Master's performance was so tearful that he perfectly interpreted the sweetness and melancholy of memories, as well as the deep attachment.  When the last note ended, I finally let out a long sigh of contentment and regained my feeling, as if I had found myself sitting on the steps, facing the beautiful girls walking on the campus paths, playing the guitar.  Feel.  And in front of me, there really was a beautiful girl. I don¡¯t know when Sister Qingxia burst into tears. She stared blankly at the bright starry sky outside the window, as if she saw an extremely sad and beautiful girl in the deep sky.  And touching story.  Seeing her look like this, I gently put the guitar aside and quickly took out a silk handkerchief from my sleeve and handed it to Sister Qingxia.  Sister Qingxia took the silk handkerchief, wiped away the tears on her face, and showed a stunning smile.  "It's all my fault for making Qingxia cry Such a sad song really leaves Qingxia speechless. If the young master competes with this song, Qingxia believes that you will definitely win."  Having said this, Sister Qingxia paused and then asked: "May I ask, sir, what is the name of this song?" "The name of this song is "The Imprint of Rain". It was written when I was still living in my uncle's house.  , I felt something in my heart and wrote the song. "I thought about it and decided to tell her my real name.  Of course, as for the author of this song, he is of course me, a great, excellent, and high-moral gentleman who is an excellent time traveler.  "The Imprint of Rain is so nice to listen to. This song makes you cry and complain, just like the dripping raindrops, it can moisten people's hearts. The name is really appropriate." Sister Qingxia couldn't help but sigh with intoxication on her face, her beautiful eyes  Lianlian fell on my face.  "Young master's talent really makes Qingxia admire him." I expressed very humbly that I was just inspired by chance, not deliberately created, and I am not considered a great talent, and Sister Qingxia hopes that I can write down the music score.  Leave a copy to her, she hopes to adapt it into piano music, and I hope my son will do it.  I immediately caught the opportunity, and Yu smiled and explained that although I have musical talent, I am not good at memorizing music scores. Well, when I originally adapted musicals, I always asked Li Shimin or Li Yaoguang to help me record the scores.  .  "I can only use staff notation to notate music. Because I have not studied music systematically, I can only notate music in a way that I think is suitable."  Qingxia can open her eyes. "Sister Qingxia's face is full of curiosity. Well, she is an artistic young woman who is very studious. Come on, it is completely for me to fulfill her little wish.It¡¯s just a piece of cake.  I brought a piece of rice paper and drew five long lines with a pencil and ruler made of graphite. Then I told Sister Qingxia the meaning of each symbol and the sound represented by the symbol when placed on the staff.  .  The staff notation is not difficult to say, but it is not very simple to say. However, with an excellent time traveler like me as a teacher, the smart sister Qingxia just spent less than two hours to roughly  Understand the function and use of staff.  "Young master is so talented. In this way, no matter what kind of instrument it is, you only need to compare this music score to play it." Sister Qingxia, who has learned the skill of staff music, has an unstoppable radiance in her eyes. Although she has already  After sitting for more than two hours, she still looked so energetic.  "Absolutely Anyway, as long as you learn this thing and can apply it flexibly, you will definitely be able to achieve a lot." I yawned very covertly. Well, although it is very exciting to personally teach a beautiful girl to learn music knowledge.  Pleasant things.  However, the saliva flying around for almost four consecutive hours has reduced the water content in my body by at least one-fifth. Although I keep drinking ginger tea, my throat and lips still feel like they are on fire due to friction.  It seems that I need to take a rest. Sister Qingxia was still there excitedly holding the textbook I had written down and muttering non-stop. After a few silent responses, I decided to discuss national affairs with Duke Zhou.  .  When I opened my eyes the next morning, what?  Why did I actually sleep on the bed?  Obviously I remember that I slept directly on the table last night.  Moreover, the shirt and shoes and socks on his body have been taken off.  Just as I was sitting on the bed in a daze, the door made a slight noise, a bright sunshine shrouded my body, and the beautiful figure of Sister Qingxia came into my eyes.  "Sir, you're awake." "Hmm, how did I end up sleeping here? Did you ask that guy Yuan Fang to move me here?" I said with some confusion.  Sister Qingxia walked into the room with a copper basin. When she heard what I said, she couldn't help but smile and looked back at me.  "Of course not. It was almost past midnight at that time. It was Qingxia who brought you here. "What do you mean?  "These words are unpleasant to listen to. I glared at her angrily, snorted dissatisfied, took the towel handed over by Sister Qingxia and wiped my face. "If Qingxia said it directly, I'm afraid the young master would  You will be more" After saying this, Sister Qingxia smiled and said nothing, as if she was watching a little brother making trouble. Damn, although I well, it seems that Sister Qingxia is also about 1.7 meters tall.  Khan, even if you are three years older than me and taller than me, what does that matter? "Say, I really don't believe it anymore, tell me how you got me from the study room.  "My master threw the towel back into the basin. After looking at it, he decided to stand up directly on the bed and looked at her condescendingly. Sister Qingxia's pretty face was red, and her watery eyes revealed a trace of brilliant brightness."  It was Qingxia who brought you here.  " Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang My chin and eyeballs all fell to the floor. It took me a long time to pick up these parts and put them back together. I stared blankly at this shy and pretty girl. "Hold me over here.  of?  "Oh, God of God Amitabha who sells cakes, I, a gentle gentleman like me, an excellent gentleman, was actually carried back to the house by a beautiful girl and even took off my clothes. Although the process was very erotic and very desirable,  But there is a problem, it¡¯s not that I hugged the pretty girl back and then stripped her naked and then sat next to her to play the pervert Liu Xiahui, but I was hugged by the pretty girl. ¡°Sir, are you okay?  "Sister Qingxia's pretty face is getting redder and redder, but it's not that she's shy, it's more like she can't hold back her laughter. She even covers her mouth with her hand, covering it tightly, for fear of actually laughing.  Come. With a purple face and eyebrows like lying silkworms, I took a deep breath of fresh air and tried hard to hypnotize myself. The air was so fresh, the world was so beautiful, everything was like a cloud, and all worries and worries were gone.  The sorrow will leave quietly. The problem is that this girl is still standing in front of me, smiling like a fox. I jumped out of bed, walked to the door and looked around.  Well, there was no one outside for the time being. I relaxed a little and walked up to Sister Qingxia and whispered: "Um, no one heard or saw last night, right?  " Sister Qingxia's crystal teeth bit her plump and sexy lips tightly. Her charming eyes almost made my heart flutter, and then she nodded slowly. "No one knew this this morning.  Something?  "This young master swallowed his saliva secretly and said in a low voice.
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