Female 2 Upper Guide [Quick Transmigration]

Anyone who is concentrating on one thing will become more or less irritable when interrupted.

It's just that some people can endure this kind of emotional outburst, but some people will get angry on the spot.

Of course, this kind of anger is not unbearable.

It's like the parents who suddenly unplugged the network cable when they were playing a game to kill the boss, or the last moment of the exam, they finally remembered how to write the question and almost finished it, but the teacher came over and took the test paper away... …

At this time, I must be unhappy in my heart, but how many people can get angry?

Yu Jiaojiao's current state of mind is roughly the same, she is really angry, but she can't vent it.

Probably because of prenatal education, she has been particularly sensitive to sound since she was born, and her parents are also happy to cultivate her hobby. In addition, there are people at home who ignore everything when inspiration comes, so when she saw her holding a pen in the When writing and drawing, she will never be disturbed, and when she lives alone, no one will care whether her doing so will affect her health.

Although Yu Jiaojiao felt that it would be affected if it was affected, it didn't matter at all, but after all, he was caring about himself, so why would he get angry?

What's more, the inspiration has been interrupted, and if I get it back again, I will lose the mood just now. Even if I continue to write, the effect will be much worse.

This made Yu Jiaojiao feel a little hateful when she looked at Tang Hua's face that she thought was like a god descending from heaven.

She angrily snatched the notebook, but this time Tanghua didn't stop her, but her thoughts were broken, so Yu Jiaojiao also knew that there was no way to finish the song today, and looked at Tanghua with deep resentment.

However, she has never been emotional, or very calm, so when she realized that she could not continue writing, she climbed onto the bed and turned her back to Tang Hua. Obviously, she didn't plan to talk to Tang Hua until she was angry. Tang Hua spoke.

Tang Hua rubbed her nose, and to tell the truth, there was still a little joy in her heart.

She knows her temperament too well. If someone doesn't care, or someone who occupies a small proportion in her heart, she can screw off the opponent's head. As a person who was once "unimportant" in her heart, Tang Hua, She also did this kind of thing before, but at that time, her snake skin was almost scooped off by Yu Jiaojiao.

The most important thing is that she cried while squeezing, which made Tang Hua, who was particularly wronged and uncomfortable at the time, start to reflect on whether she had gone too far.

So now that she is like this, she is not so much angry as she is just losing her temper. After coaxing her, she loses her temper.

Tang Hua is very experienced in this matter. After all, she was lawless and hated people and dogs. Even with Yu Jiaojiao's good temper at the time, she was so angry that she smashed several rockeries, and then when she was repairing the rockery afterwards, she got angry again. back.

So Yu Jiaojiao is like this now, Tang Hua really doesn't panic at all.

She stretched out her hand and poked her back, Yu Jiaojiao naturally ignored her, Tang Hua looked at the half-closed window, and said softly, "You've wrapped the quilt around yourself, I'm cold."

What does it matter to me?

Yu Jiaojiao thought indignantly.

After a while, she couldn't help thinking again.

Will she catch a cold?

As a musician who plays bgm in her mind every day, Yu Jiaojiao is obviously a person who is very good at making up brains, so at this moment she can't help but think about it, as if seeing Tang Hua sick.

Pale complexion, no longer red lips, even eyes dimmed...

How can this be? !

Yu Jiaojiao immediately pulled away the quilt that was completely covered by her, and pulled halfway over with her back to her, but still didn't turn around.

She still remembered that she was still angry!

Tang Hua pulled the quilt towards her body, then stretched out her hand to hug her under the quilt.

Yu Jiaojiao struggled immediately, Tang Hua lowered his voice: "You hug me, I'm a little cold."

This is not nonsense, her body temperature is indeed lower than normal people, but snakes are cold-blooded animals, so their body temperature is naturally lower than normal people.

Normally, with Yu Jiaojiao's lack of common sense, she wouldn't have noticed this at all, but now that she was woken up, how could she not notice it?

So she struggled a bit, but turned around and hugged her.

——Muse can't be sick, so wait until she's not cold before getting angry.

She naturally found an excuse for herself, and she let go of her anger as soon as she said it, just like an electronic program, she can adjust it as she wants.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it, carefully touched her cold face, and asked Chi, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Yu Jiaojiao has never been sick since she was a child, because she is very obedient, and her parents said that the quilt should be covered, and the quilt should be thicker, and the body is really good, and she has never been sick since she grew up. , Naturally, she doesn't know what a sick person looks like, but she thinks that such a low body temperature should require going to the hospital, right?

Tang Hua slowly adjusted her body temperature, and replied without changing her expression: "No need, just hold it for a while longer."

Yu Jiaojiao thought about it and agreed.In her opinion, there is no need for people to hide their discomfort, so she said no, it should be that it is really not a big deal.

Sure enough, after a while, her body temperature gradually became normal, which made Yu Jiaojiao heave a sigh of relief, and also forgot that he planned to wait for her to calm down before getting angry, so he stretched out his hand to cover the quilt tightly. Actually, rest assured after confirming that there is no air leakage.

——You won’t be sick now, will you?

Tang Hua was indeed not sick, and was still healthy when he woke up the next day, but Yu Jiaojiao had a low-grade fever and was sick.

This is probably because there was too much night wind blowing by the lake last night.

It doesn't matter whether you take medicine or not for low fever, but Tang Hua thought about it and gave her antipyretic medicine.

Ordinary fever-reducing medicines make people feel drowsy. Tang Hua originally wanted to stay in this resort for another day to wait for her fever to subside, but Yu Jiaojiao strongly demanded to go back.

Of course Yu Jiaojiao wants to go back. Her home has a complete recording studio and a complete set of musical instruments. What else is there?

She looked at Tang Hua pitifully, not acting like a baby, but acting like a baby, could Tang Hua still say no?

Of course not.

So the two got on the return plane, and after Yu Jiaojiao took a nap on the plane, his complexion improved a lot, and he didn't have the slightest awareness of luring wolves into the house, so he dragged Tang Hua to his home.

Her room was remodeled by her a long time ago. Except for the kitchen and dining table, other places are filled with various musical instruments and music scores. There is not even a guest room, and there is no sofa in the living room. There are a bunch of musical instruments, which are messy. Only she can find out where to put what.

In her view, this is actually orderly, but in the eyes of others, it is not the same thing.

Yu Jiaojiao knew this too, so she helped her 'clean up' for fear that Tang Hua would not like it, and said to her seriously: "Put these things back to their original places after you touch them, otherwise I won't be able to find them."

She was overthinking this. Tanghua's own house was either cleaned up by a maid or Yu Jiaojiao herself.

Only now did Yu Jiaojiao drag her into the room. Some inexplicable symbols or music scores were drawn messily on the white wall, a guitar was placed on the bed, some draft papers were scattered, and there was almost no place to put her feet on the floor. There are some records and musical instruments, as well as a gramophone from the last century.

She didn't feel embarrassed, she took Tang Hua around and told her where to set off, like a lark, chirping about the meaning of various things in the house.

But Tang Hua didn't remember any of them.

She is not interested in these things, such as musical instruments that are almost lost now, few surviving records, notes of old singers, these are things that only the heart is interested in, and she is only interested in the heart.

But she still knows how to do superficial skills, and listens like sleepwalking, seemingly serious, until Yu Jiaojiao has finished introducing them one by one.

Yu Jiaojiao didn't notice that she wasn't interested in these things, so he took a sip of water to relieve his smoky voice, then brought her to the piano, and looked at her expectantly.

"Muse, I have composed a song for you, do you want to hear it?"

One week is enough for her to complete a piece of music to express her inner feelings, but no matter how many times she plays it in her heart, it is not as easy to discover the shortcomings and advantages as playing it herself.And let the parties be the audience, there may be special gains.

However, Yu Jiaojiao did not report much expectations for the latter point, because when she played a piece of music that she carefully composed for her parents on their wedding anniversary when she was a child, they didn't say anything about their feelings, just said "Wow, that's awesome". .

It is not advisable to play the piano with Niu, and Yu Jiaojiao has never discussed music with them since then, but she thinks Tang Hua is different.

Tang Hua's feelings about music are actually only good or bad, but as long as it is played by Yu Jiaojiao, no matter what kind of music she plays, she can make the most of it.

What's more, the song composed for her will of course blow up.

Yu Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and smiled. Her attitude towards music was undoubtedly serious. As soon as she sat in front of the piano, she straightened her expression. Her slender fingers were like butterflies flying in the air, knocking out notes one by one, forming a series of moving songs. The melody comes.

It was a very mesmerizing gesture. As the song became more intense, afterimages almost appeared on her hands, as if she was showing off her skills. Her body was sweating from this high-intensity performance, making her clothes tight. Baba stuck to the body, revealing a beautiful curve.

Tang Hua's eyes flashed a dark color quickly, and his eyes fell on her sweat-soaked, translucent T-shirt uncontrollably.

Yu Jiaojiao didn't notice this, until she pressed the last key, she drooped her shoulders like a collapse, stopped straightening her back, and looked at Tang Hua with bright eyes: "Muse, do you like it?"

Tang Hua swallowed a bit: "I like it..." She strode over and squatted in front of her, "I also have a song I want to play for you, do you want to hear it?"

"Okay!"

Tang Hua's eyes were dark and her voice was hoarse: "But I need a musical instrument."

"What musical instruments? I have them all here." Yu Jiaojiao proudly puffed her chest out. She has a collection habit and almost collects all kinds of musical instruments from all over the world. Although it takes a lot of effort to maintain them every time, just looking at them , she felt very satisfied.

Tang Hua stared down at her: "You."

Yu Jiaojiao was stunned, and looked at her stupidly: "Ah?"

"Boom!—"

The keys made a dull sound, as if the beginning of the prologue, the tune gradually became passionate, mixed with a desperate scream:

"Muse! My violin—"