After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

After the class, Yingge packed up and prepared to leave as usual, and Mr. Yan also drank tea and took a break during the break.

Because even if the students were curious, they didn't dare to make loud noises in the classroom. After the get out of class, they could only make faces at Yingge and ask her to tell them what was going on.

"I'm so curious, just tell me, quickly."

Yingge was pestered and was about to refuse, but she heard Mr. Yan say, "Now take out your books and tell us what you just heard."

"What happened just now? Didn't I just say that?" Yingge stopped.

Fang Su said, "Didn't you just say that, sir?"

Mr. Yan said with droopy eyelids, "Yes, I have told you before. You will understand it after I tell you. Well, then, you can tell everyone about it."

When Fang Su heard what Mr. Yan said, he immediately shrank back and stopped talking, and began to flip through the book at his desk.

Yingge sat down. What was just being taught was the tenth volume, which happened to be the class she missed after being injured. Could it be that Mr. Yan was teaching her specifically? So it was really good to be a teacher... Well, this idea became stronger and stronger.

When the class was over, Yingge bowed to Mr. Yan, but she kept her eyelids drooping regardless of whether he saw it or not.

A student with crutches walking in the community school is still very eye-catching. There are some curious people who point and talk. Some look disdainful, but most of them make jokes and laugh.

"Sanshilang, are you okay? Do you need help holding you up?"

"No, no, my arm is injured, not my foot. It's okay."

"Haha, you talk so funny."

What's so interesting about this? The doorman looked at Yingge who was being supported by others and couldn't understand it. Is it an honorable thing to get into a fight and hurt your arm? Why are these students still so friendly?

Another doorman said, "Young people are passionate and like to fight. Who doesn't act recklessly when they are young?"

"Hey, you're even talking about poetry. It turns out that you've been in the academy for a long time and have acquired some literary airs."

"I really don't understand these people." The little boy shook his head.

"I really don't understand the young people nowadays..."

The doorman said, "I'll go check on him. The master promised the Xue family that he would live in the academy. Although he is not here now, he is still under our jurisdiction. We always have to keep an eye on him. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, the Xue family will probably make trouble again."

After the boy finished speaking, he thought about the last time when the woman cried, made a scene, and was hanged. He suddenly felt a headache and just kept saying, "Go quickly, go quickly, I will guard the door myself."

The doorman followed closely and saw a little girl jumping and skipping to take the basket from Yingge's hand. After entering the house, she poured water and served tea. After a while, a young man came in the carriage with a food box in his hand. The three of them talked and laughed while eating in the thatched cottage. After a while, the young man left with the box. The girl continued to squat at the door, and Yingge went into another thatched cottage.

"Xiao Taohong, I'm going to take a nap. You can play for a while and then go to sleep on the mat in the house," the boy said as he walked away, yawning.

Taking a lunch break? It seems that it is not impossible. After all, he just recovered from his injury not long ago. The doorman had to stay farther away and continue to wait.

But halfway through the afternoon, Yingge still hadn't come out of the hut. "Is he studying in there? I'll go check again."

The doorman walked into the cottage again and looked inside, but there was no sign of Yingge. When he turned to another cottage, he saw Yingge still sleeping soundly. The doorman was stunned. If she came here to be lazy, why did she pretend to be diligent and study hard and come here to sleep? Wouldn’t it be better to stay at home? Besides, she missed so many classes, so she could make up for them. "The doorman shook his head with a look of regret and walked away.

When night was about to fall, Yingge woke up slowly. Xue had already asked someone to send her dinner and food for the next morning.

Xiao Taohong had already eaten, so the meal was specially heated up for her and she stayed in the cottage.

"You go and take a rest. I will study after dinner and it may be very late." Yingge said.

Little Taohong was still young and sleepy, the lights in the cottage were still on, Yingge sat at the table and picked up the bowl and chopsticks, Zhixing walked in from outside at this time, with a sullen face, sat down, picked up a plate of food and poured it into the bowl.

"Didn't you have lunch, sir?"

Zhixing muttered while eating: "Don't ask this. Whether I have eaten at noon or not, I will eat more for dinner." After that, he put away the food and picked up another plate of fish and took half of it.

Yingge said, "I've already told you that the elderly should eat less and take care of themselves. It's good for their health, but you just don't listen!"

The two of them talked and bickered, and ate up all the dinner that Xue brought. In the end, they argued over who should wash the dishes. In the end, Yingge resigned herself to washing the dishes. After they cleaned up, they saw a pile of thick books on the long table.

Zhixing leaned leisurely against the window and said, "Well, this is the book you are going to read tonight..."

"There is a saying that goes 'bite off more than you can chew'..."

"Shut up, nothing you say will work this time, it's you who's reading too slowly."

"If you read slowly, you will think there are too many books. You should read faster."

Yingge didn't say much, picked up a book and started reading.

"Too slow, read a little further."

"Sir, can you remember it if you read it quickly?"

"If you are asked to read, then read it. If you can't do it, just give it a try. Where do you get so many words?"

"Sir, I didn't say too much. I was just curious..."

"Sir, I was wrong, I know."

Qinghe Academy cast a dark shadow in the night, shrouding the streets at the foot of the mountain, but the lights in the thatched cottage were as bright as day.

As the daylight dawned, the hustle and bustle of Chunyi Tower died down. Yutang lazily sat in front of the dressing table, letting her maid comb her hair.

"My lady, there are only a few days left for the Lantern Festival. In a few days, mother will have to decide who will go to the garden." The maid said, "Can Master Yingge be trusted? I heard that his family is very poor. I wonder if he is a liar."

"I don't know whether she is reliable or not, but I know that Master Fu Zijing is the reliable one, and the person he chooses should not be bad."

The maid was about to say something, but Yutang suddenly leaned out, and the maid was too late to react and almost pulled her hair out. Yutang screamed, but it was too late to care about anything else and she just waved to the people below.

The maid followed her gaze and looked downstairs. Downstairs was the young master of the Liu family whom she had met last time.

Yu Tang arrived in front of the thatched cottage. Before she got close, she heard the sound of a piano coming from inside the room. The tune was elegant and calming. Her originally restless heart immediately calmed down. Although she understood music and could obviously tell good from bad, she quietly made a silent gesture to the girl next to her, stood at the door, and saw the two young men in the room at a glance.

The two sat side by side, the sound of the piano resounded, and the singing followed.

"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky..."

This opening attracted Yutang, and he was listening intently when he heard the young man in the room say, "Zhilin, didn't you say that this should be changed?"

"Well, I thought about it and it's okay if I don't change it. Just wait until I finish singing..."

The piano sounded again, and the singing sounded again. One sang seriously, and the other listened attentively. The two people sitting side by side smiled at each other from time to time, or exchanged glances. The singing and piano sounded up and down, and they talked a little from time to time...

Yutang suddenly realized that she was a little redundant, she was too embarrassed to bother him, in her cognition, she was always the center of men, and men always revolved around women, now for the first time she realized that as long as it was that person. Whether it was Zhilin or Su Qinghe, they always got along like this.

Yutang clearly realized that she could no longer attract others around Yingge, and she could no longer attract this young master Yingge.

Yu Tang did not disturb the two after entering, but just kept listening. In order not to disturb them, he even adjusted his breath, listened to the two people singing and playing seriously, and sang along in his heart from time to time.

When they were talking, she just listened obediently. When they were silent, Yutang did not speak on her own initiative, because she knew that even if the two people present were silent, she should not be the first to bring up the topic.

When the revision was stopped again, Yingge said, "At my current level, I can't find any problems. What do you think, Miss Yutang?"

Yutang pondered and said, "I've never heard of this before, but this one sounds pretty good..."

"It's just a novel way of singing. As for whether you can win the first prize, it depends on you."

"A new singing style is half the battle. It shows that Master Yingge is really dedicated to it. Yutang will definitely go all out." He bowed after saying this.

Zhi Lin said, "Don't worry, we will practice and adjust as we go. If we have new ideas, we can use them in it. There will always be someone who will see this."

Yutang said in surprise, "Master Zhilin, can you be my zither player?"

"It will take too long to teach another person. For the sake of convenience, I will be your pianist myself."

"That's great. Yutang was just worrying about this problem. Now that the problem has been solved, he is too late to be surprised. After all, this singing style is too novel. Even if he finds a suitable musician later, he may not be able to understand it.

There will be no problem with Zhilin as the zither player. Yutang was overjoyed. Zhilin only answered Yutang's words, but he looked at Yingge.

Yingge nodded and said, "This way, there is more hope," and she winked at Li Ke.

Zhilin understood Yingge’s meaning, which was that workers are the most glorious.

Yutang felt puzzled when he saw them playing dumb with each other. It was really enviable. It was obviously a matter between three people, but he was the only one who didn't know about it.

"Then I would like to thank Master Yingge and Master Zhilin this time."

Yingge and Zhilin both nodded in return.

"That's it, I'll go to Chunyi Tower to look for Miss Yutang tomorrow morning."

Then he stood up and said to Yingge, "If there are any new adjustments, I will come to you."

Then the two of them stood up and said goodbye and left.