After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

The housekeeper took Song Jing to the piano room.

"Miss Song, there are only pianos, violins, and zithers here. Do you need other instruments? I can ask someone to bring them over."

"No, I can use the piano. Thank you uncle." Song Jing thanked very politely.

"It's okay, then I'll bring lunch here later." The butler liked this little girl who was very polite although she didn't have any pretty words to coax people.

Song Jing entered the piano room.

This piano room has an empty wall, only bamboo curtains are hung, and when the bamboo curtains are rolled up, there is a widened eaves on the outside, and the artificial lake in the backyard, the scenery is pleasant.

Song Jing hung up the bamboo curtain, and went to look at the musical instrument that the butler uncle said.

The guzheng was placed on a table next to the bamboo curtain. Song Jing glanced at it and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This guzheng is actually an ancient relic.

Song Jing leaned over and gently fiddled with his fingers twice. The sound of the piano was clear and pleasant, and the timbre was very good.

Has Shi Yan ever learned to talk about Guzheng?Otherwise, it shouldn't be possible to get an ancient object here to watch and play.

Song Jing turned around and walked to the other shelf, where the violin case was placed.

The violin in the case is also made by famous masters, and there are things like rosin next to it.

Judging by the amount of rosin used, this violin is in use.

Song Jing took out the violin from the violin case, tested the sound, put rosin on the bow, tightened the bow, put it on his neck, and played a piece of Concerto in E minor.

She hasn't touched the violin for a long time since she came out, and her hands are a little raw.

Song Jing put the violin back into the case, picked it up, and then walked to the piano in the middle of the room.

Lifting the cover of the piano, Song Jing took out his mobile phone and sat down with the score written at school, and began to play the whole score, and then revised it.

The butler came over with a food box, and stopped in his tracks when he reached the door.

He likes jnancy's music so much, listening to the piano music played by Song Jing, he actually has the feeling of hearing jnancy playing.

It turned out that Ms. Song talked so well about the piano, but she didn't know what kind of piano piece it was, and she had never heard it before.

The butler came back to his senses, he really didn't want to interrupt such a beautiful piano piece, but he was worried that the noodles in the food box would be lumpy, so he could only walk in.

"Miss Song, I brought lunch over."

Song Jing stopped, tapped the pause button on the phone screen and got up, "Thank you uncle."

The butler digs around in the corridor where the bamboo curtain is drawn up, pulls up an invisible low table, and lays out the noodles and vegetables in the food box one by one, three meat and one vegetable.

"Master said, no matter what, Miss Song still wants to eat some vegetarian dishes."

"It doesn't matter whether I eat meat or vegetables when no one is at home."

The housekeeper smiled, "Miss Song, you eat first, I'll come and clean up later."

Song Jing nodded, sat down and had lunch, and began to change the tune again.

This change was made until midnight, when Shi Yan came in, Song Jinggang sent the demo to Xie Ershi.

"Uncle Wang said you came back this afternoon and stayed here until now, what are you doing?"

"Make money." Song Jing raised his chin, "Do you know what's in it?"

"The old lady likes it, and I learned a little bit from it when I was a child. Is it the Butterfly Congratulations?" Shi Yan walked over to open the violin case.

"Try it." Song Jing put his fingers on the black and white keys, and Liang Zhu's prelude slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

After listening to a short passage, Shi Yan began to play the violin and join in.

The housekeeper stood intoxicated listening at the door, and couldn't help but feel emotional, "It seems to have returned to the time when the old lady was still alive. At that time, the old lady and the old man played together like this, how wonderful it is."

At the end of the song, Shi Yan put the violin into the box and said, "Eat."

Song Jing also picked up his university, and Shi Yan stretched out his hand to wait for her.

Song Jing smiled, stepped forward and held his hand, "Why are you back so early today?"

"Not much to do." Shi Yan took the backpack in her hand and led her out.

The butler said respectfully, "Master, Miss Song, the food is ready."

"Thank you uncle." Song Jing thanked politely.

There is a moon tonight, and the meals are served in the yard.

Shi Yan brought food to Song Jing, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"What?" Song Jing gnawed on the ribs.

"Mid-Autumn Festival."

Suddenly, Song Jing looked up at the full moon in the night sky, no wonder the moon is especially bright tonight.

"Today is the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, how much is it in the Gregorian calendar?"

"December 9."

"Oh." Song Jing let out a long sigh, and didn't say any more.

Shi Yan's birthday is September 9th in the Gregorian calendar. Today is not counted, there are still 26 days left, so there is still time to prepare a thoughtful gift.

Shi Yan was thinking about the matter in his own mind, but he didn't think much about Song Jing's intention of asking this question.

After eating, the two washed up and rested.

Shi Yan put his arms around Song Jing, patted her on the shoulder lightly to lull her to sleep.

Song Jing is used to smelling the cool woody fragrance on his body, "How did you get this fragrance on your body? It's similar to the medicinal fragrance on my body?"

The medicinal fragrance on her body is soaked in the medicinal materials, and it can't be smelled from a distance, but it can only be smelled by people with a keen sense of smell like Shi Yan.

The same is true of Shi Yan's woody fragrance, which can only be smelled when he gets close.

"The old lady likes to make incense. When I was a child to make her happy, I would accompany her to make incense. Maybe I will smoke a little over time."

"The butlers at home have also continued the habit of smoking clothes."

"Well, it smells good." Song Jing leaned close to his neck and sniffed, then closed his eyes.

Shi Yan patted her on the shoulder lightly to lull her to sleep, but her own eyes were open and it was difficult to fall asleep.

Time is moving forward every day, leaving less and less time between them.

Who will hug her to sleep like this in the future?

Shi Yan only thought of this, his heart felt as if someone had punched a big hole in it with an iron fist, and the wind was pouring into it, tearing and hurting.

"Baby."

"Ok?"

Song Jing was already asleep, but unconsciously responded to him.

"If you don't meet a man who loves you more than me in the future, why don't you just stay alone?"

"I really hate to see you suffer a little bit of grievance."

"I always feel that no one will love you more than me, and I don't feel relieved to hand you over to anyone."

"Huh?" Song Jing moved slightly.

Shi Yan immediately stopped talking, "It's nothing. Go to sleep."

"I love you."

When Song Jing woke up the next day, Shi Yan was still not at home.

After breakfast, Song Jing took the bus to school and found the place where the registration form for the music competition was handed in.

"The registration form should be handed in yesterday." The senior sister who received the registration form frowned, "Junior sister, wait a minute, let me ask if the registration form has been handed in. If you have already submitted it, you will not be able to participate. "

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister." Song Jing stood waiting at the door, lowered his head and took out his phone.

[Boss, the artistic conception of your song seems to be a little different from before.More temperature, warm and comfortable.Are you ready to transform? 】

Song Jing replied: [Make a new attempt.Will the other party buy it or not? 】

【The other party listened to the demo and bought it without saying a word.I also raised the price for you, 320 million. 】

[Yes, according to the old rules, you take a cut, pay the tax for me, and transfer the rest to my account. 】

[I've already paid the tax for you, but this time I won't take it. I have a merciless request.There is a piano master in our company going to your country to participate in a music competition, and he will bring a piece of music there, please help me to listen to it and change it, is that okay? 】

Xie Ershi was afraid that Song Jing would disagree, so he immediately followed up with a message, 【Of course, you won't be allowed to change it for nothing.I won't take a cut of the ten songs you sell later. 】

There is no commission for the ten songs, which is not a small sum.

It seems that Shelley and the pianist are very serious about the pieces that are sent to her.

[Are you planning to send this piece to the country f music festival for awards? 】

After being seen through, Sheil Shi also admitted frankly, [Yes, so please. 】

【make a deal. 】