Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

Return to the sect

As night fell, the house was brightly lit, overflowing with warmth and joy. Mo Zi excitedly held her father and mother's hands, sharing the success and joy of today's guzheng performance. Her eyes gleamed with confidence, a satisfied smile played on her lips, and her pure joy infected everyone present.

The dinner table was laden with delicious food, and the family sat together, enjoying this rare reunion. As her sister ate and chatted, Ah Zi's face suddenly flushed, and she looked a little embarrassed. She gently put down her chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered the courage to say to her mother, "Mom, I want to...I want to ask you for a favor."

Seeing this, the mother asked gently, "What's wrong, Ah Zi? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Mo Zi lowered her head shyly and said softly, "Well...it's about my future plans. I feel that the guzheng is an indispensable part of my life, and I hope to go further on this path. However, I am also aware of my shortcomings and areas that need improvement. So, I...I would like to ask you to talk to my guzheng teacher and see if you can develop a more systematic study plan for me, or...or discuss my possible future development directions."

After hearing this, Mo Lan's eyes flashed with relief and pride. She gently patted the back of Mo Zi's hand and said softly, "Good child, I'm really happy that you have such thoughts and aspirations. Don't worry, I will contact your teacher as soon as possible and convey your thoughts and wishes to her. Let's work hard together and cheer for your dreams!"

Yu Shi also nodded in agreement: "Yes, Ah Zi, our whole family will support you. No matter which path you choose, as long as it is one you truly like, we will support you with all our strength."

My sister's eyes moistened after hearing her parents' words. She hugged them tightly and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mom and Dad. With your support and encouragement, I will definitely work harder!"

Mo Yun just watched from the side without saying anything. She watched this warm scene quietly, feeling inexplicably happy.

"Brother A Zi will protect you. Just do whatever you want. Just go for it."

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The next morning, sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains and fell onto Mo Zi's bed, waking up the girl with dreams.

With a hint of anticipation and nervousness, A Zi carefully selected a simple and elegant little dress, as if she wanted to be in the best condition to welcome this important conversation with her Guzheng teacher.

Arriving at the teacher's house, Mo Zi took a deep breath and knocked on the door gently. The moment the door opened, the teacher's familiar and warm smile came into view, as if a warm current instantly flowed into her heart, making her nervousness dissipate most of it.

"Azi, you're here! Come in and sit down," the teacher said warmly, guiding Mozi to the living room. On the coffee table, a pot of tea was emitting wisps of steam, adding a touch of elegance to the conversation.

Mo Zi took a sip of tea, mustered her courage, and explained her purpose to the teacher. She shared her future plans and thoughts, her words filled with her passion and dedication to the guzheng. She expressed her hope that under the teacher's guidance, she could further refine her playing skills, explore more diverse musical expressions, and breathe new life into this traditional instrument.

The teacher's eyes revealed her deep care and expectations for the younger sister. She first praised the younger sister's efforts and talent in learning the guzheng, which brought a gratified smile to the mother's face.

The teacher then inquired in detail about Mo Zi's life within the sect, including her daily practice, mental state, and future plans. Mo Lan answered each question, her words filled with pride and love for her daughter's growth. She recounted Mo Zi's progress within the sect and her perseverance in the face of challenges. Her perseverance moved the teacher.

Afterward, the teacher and Molan had an in-depth discussion about her younger sister's future. The teacher offered professional insights and suggestions, encouraging her younger sister to not only continue to refine her guzheng skills but also broaden her horizons and learn other relevant knowledge to lay a more solid foundation for her future artistic career. Her mother listened attentively, nodding in agreement, knowing that every word the teacher spoke reflected her earnest hopes for Mozi's future.

The teacher's eyes sparkled with approval. She nodded gently, expressing her approval and support for Molan's ideas. She then analyzed Mozi's current learning situation, pointing out her strengths and weaknesses and offering valuable advice. She encouraged Mozi to be bold in experimenting and constantly innovating, while also maintaining a deep reverence for the art of the guzheng and exploring its profound cultural heritage.

During the conversation, the teacher also shared her own journey on the guzheng path. Those stories of perseverance and hard work deeply inspired Mo Zi. She realized that behind every success, there is unremitting efforts and the persistent pursuit of dreams.

As the conversation deepened, time seemed to slip by. As Mo Zi said goodbye to her teacher and walked through that hopeful door, her heart was already filled with new motivation and direction. She knew that in the days ahead, she would practice even harder, constantly challenge herself, and weave her own dream chapter with the melodies of the guzheng.

The starting point of all this was the profound conversation about the future and dreams between her and her guzheng teacher on that sunny morning.

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Back at the sect, Mo Zi couldn't wait to find her brother, holding his hand and excitedly sharing her conversations with her teacher and mother. Mo Yun's eyes were filled with tenderness and patience. She listened quietly to every detail I recounted, a smile playing on her lips from time to time.

When Mo Zi finally finished, Mo Yun gently patted Ah Zi's head, signaling her to look up. The bright moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow. In a deep, magnetic voice, Mo Yun began to recount the story of the moon and the philosophy behind it.

Mo Yun said that the moon, though waxing and waning, always remains true to its path, silently illuminating the night sky. The same is true for people: no matter what difficulties and challenges we encounter, we should maintain inner resolve and perseverance, and forge ahead courageously.

Mo Zi was deeply captivated by Mo Yun's words, as if her words brought a sense of peace and release to her soul. Gradually, her eyelids began to droop, and sleepiness set in. Seeing this, Mo Yun gently lifted Ah Zi and walked steadily towards my bedroom. Mo Yun carefully laid me on the bed, tucking me in, ensuring Ah Zi was comfortable and warm. In Mo Yun's warm embrace, Mo Zi drifted off to sleep, her dreams still resonating with her brother's words of wisdom and tenderness.