Zheng Wang

Zhang Ma put the prepared breakfast on the dining table one by one.

Ke Su personally picked up a white porcelain bone plate, sandwiched several kinds of fancy Chinese snacks, and handed it over to Mama Zhang.Mama Zhang understood, and took the snacks around half of the tables, and finally put them in front of Guan Zan. She didn't say much, but smiled kindly, and reached out to stroke the top of his hair, meaning, eat quickly.

"This is a matter of a lifetime, you have to think it over carefully, and don't rush to tell me whether you agree or not." Ke Su didn't eat, and continued to drink tea from a cup, and added at the end, "But the level still depends on it. Yes, you are here with me, regardless of whether you will take the road of professional performance in the future, your piano skills cannot be careless."

Guan Zan hadn't calmed down from the initial surprise, and his heart was still beating fast: "I am willing!" He blurted out, felt rash after finishing speaking, lowered his voice embarrassedly, and added in a low voice, "The old man is highly respected." , being able to enter your school is something that no one can ask for. You want to accept me as an apprentice, of course I do so from the bottom of my heart, but my level is too low, so I don’t know if I can satisfy you..."

"You can practice if you don't have a solid foundation." Ke Su looked at him gently, "Professional performance is different from those amateur grading exams. You don't pursue the speed of a first-level performance in half a year, let alone a 'pass' on the grade certificate. You have to take it one step at a time. To lay the foundation with footprints, it usually takes a year and a half to practice a piece of music, I have high requirements, and I can't make mistakes in every note."

"I know." Guan Zan could hardly suppress the urgency in his words, "I'm not afraid of practicing repeatedly. I like playing the piano. I have liked it since I was a child, but I don't have the opportunity to treat it as a career."

Ke Su smiled and said, "Then I'll give you this chance to pick up the things you like again." He put down his teacup, lifted his chopsticks to signal the plate of dim sum in front of Guan Zan, "But we have to start after breakfast, you kid Too skinny, I ask you to practice the piano for more than six hours a day, can you sit still? You must not pass out!"

Guan Zan also laughed, swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and obediently picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth.

He was both happy and worried. He entered Ke's house as a nanny for a monthly salary of 8000 yuan.Only with this money can he afford the cost of recuperation in the hospital, and if he saves a little, he can save the rest and save it to find another way out later.Now he is making his own claims, and wants to fight for the life that he never even dared to think about.

Guan Zan absently chewed the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. The candied sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing made by Zhang Ma himself was sweet, but his mouth was always tasteless.

There is no reason to accept Ke Lao’s teaching and receive remuneration at the same time, but he can’t say "no need to pay the nanny fee", and even wants to ask cheekily, whether the contract signed by the housekeeping company before Do not count.

It's better not to be too greedy, take one step at a time, Guan Zan thought to himself.

He had never made a decision for himself, only this time, and wanted to make the excitement last longer no matter what.

After eating breakfast for less than half an hour, Ke Su put down the bowl and chopsticks.Guan Zan had something on his mind and lost his appetite to eat more. Seeing that the old man had finished eating, he dropped his chopsticks and asked, "Want to go to the piano room?"

Ke Su glanced at the time, and got up with the help of the Filipino maid: "Let's go, while you are in good spirits in the morning."

Hearing this, Ke Jinrui closed the news he was watching, put away his phone, and said, "Then I'll go back first..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man glanced over and ordered seriously: "Where are you going back? Who told you to go? Come here together!" Leaning on crutches, he grumbled angrily as he left the restaurant, "Xiao Guan wants to play the piano!" , I can’t even have someone to refill tea by my side!”

Ke Jinrui couldn't see any emotion on his face, so he didn't say any more, and kept company as he said.

Guan Zan walked behind him and asked in a low voice, "Is the video conference okay?"

"It's important." Ke Jinrui sent a text message on his mobile phone without raising his head and said, "I just informed Luo Yue that the meeting has been changed to the afternoon." He paused for a few seconds and explained, "It's the one who sent me back yesterday. People are company assistants."

Guan Zan said "Oh", thought for a while, and then asked, "Then what if the old gentleman doesn't let you go this afternoon?"

Ke Jinrui didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the words, and stared sideways at Guan Zan's eyes for a while, then said unhurriedly after a while, "Then please persuade him, or help him find something to do. Besides me, who else in this family According to the current situation, I should especially listen to your words."

There is not enough seriousness in this statement, and more than joking.Guan Zan didn't take it seriously, but agreed verbally.

Several people came to the piano room through the corridor, the Filipino maid made tea and served tea, while Guan Zan took the initiative to lift the dustproof cloth on the two teaching kites.

Ke Su took a seat in front of the zither he used yesterday, plucked the strings and tuned it, but said to Ke Jinrui: "Be calm when you come in, it's not like you don't understand at all, don't keep fiddling with your phone to make me unhappy. "

Ke Jinrui complied with his intention, simply turned off the phone, and put it in the corner of the tea table as if expressing his opinion.He sat in the armchair, crossed his long legs, put his elbows on the table, and his eyes naturally fell on Guan Zan.Guan Zan happened to be looking at him too, and when their eyes met, Ke Jinrui smiled indistinctly. It was not the first time Guan Zan played the piano in front of strangers, but he was a little nervous for no reason, so he hurriedly looked away, pulled out the chair and sat in front of Ke Su. Sit diagonally across from each other.

"Leave him alone." Ke Su could see that Guan Zan was uncomfortable, his voice softened, and he comforted him, "Just pretend that there are only us, the old and the young, in this piano room."

Guan Zan raised his head to meet his gaze, and asked obediently, "What does the old man want to hear?" After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and said, "I don't know how to play much..."

"It doesn't matter, just choose your most proficient and favorite playing for me." Ke Su said with a smile, "Put your nails on first."

Guan Zan took out the armor pieces from the box of the piano head, and wrapped them tightly around his fingertips one by one.When he was ready, he put his right index finger on the first string of the bass, stroked it from top to bottom, and at the same time moved the saddle supporting the strings with his left hand to adjust the misaligned strings to the best state .Ke Su looked down at his hands in silence, the smile on his brows grew stronger, and he relaxed by leaning on the back of the chair.

"Have you figured it out?" Ke Su asked.

"Yeah." Guan Zan said, ""Fishing Boat Sings Evening", the track is low-level, old man, don't laugh at it."

Ke Su nodded slowly: "Start."

Shut up, the room is quiet.

Guan Zan sat upright with his back straight. He placed one hand on the head of the piano, and with the other hand lightly pressed the strings on the left side of the bridge.After a while of silence, the right arm was raised, placed in the air, and landed on the piano. The middle finger and thumb strummed the strings across the scale. At the same time, the left hand exerted force to gently press the vibrato.

In an instant, the gentle sound of the alto part came out elegantly, causing the room to reverberate.The unique granular timbre of the guzheng is plucked by ten fingers, melodiously connected into a song.The timbre is full and long, with mellow connotations, pleasing to the listener's heart, as if even the state of mind is gradually entering the night, and there is a quiet wave gradually appearing on the surface of the lake when the sun sets.

Ke Su closed his eyes after listening to only a few bars, raised and lowered his fingers on the armrest of the armchair, and quietly beat the time.

Not far away, Ke Jinrui narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the hands playing the piano for a moment, watching them tense their fingers sometimes, and strum the strings loosely at other times.I have to admit that the little guy gave birth to a pair of very beautiful hands. Not only is his skin fair, his phalanges are slender and well-proportioned, his wrists are very thin, and his wrist bones are slightly protruding. They look fragile and can be easily broken, and they are indeed flexible. , so that watching it play music is not only pleasant to the ear, but also pleasing to the eye.

All of a sudden, a wrong sound happened to be heard, which was then clumsily covered up by the next set of arpeggios.

Ke Jinrui continued to be a quiet piano listener on the surface, but he smiled openly in his heart.

After a while, the song ended.

Guan Zan's mind was full of the mistakes and omissions that occurred just now, and the few rushed shots, and his heart beat faster than before playing the piano.He made a swallowing movement very anxiously, and then he bit the bullet and looked at Ke Shu.Ke Su looked at him intently, not only was he not angry, but there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows: "How long has it been since you touched the piano?"

"Almost ten years." Guan Zan replied.

"Uncle and aunt don't agree with you learning the piano, don't they even allow you to play?"

"My aunt thought it was too noisy and took up space at home, so she sold all the zithers left by my father."

"It's a pity." Ke Su sighed, "Don't mention this, tell me why you like this song?"

Guan Zan said frankly: "I only passed the Amateur Level [-] exam. "Fishing Boat Singing Evening" is a grade-examination repertoire. I have practiced a lot. It is one of the repertoires I remember most clearly. And this song was taught to me by my father. , I heard him mention it many times in addition to teaching, now that I think about it, I really like it, and the more I listen to it, the impression will naturally be deeper, and there may be a little bit of Aiwujiwu in it."

Ke Su asked, "How did your father mention it?"

Guan Zan shook his head: "I was only six years old at that time, so I don't remember clearly."

Ke Su asked again: "Then do you know this piece?" Guan Zan continued to shake his head, but Ke Su smiled and did not rush to speak, but took a sheet music from the music stand and handed it over, saying, "Turn to the 120th Nine pages, see what it is."

The music book was wrapped in a white book cover, and the cover could not be seen, but it had been flipped so many times that all the pages became very loose, and it seemed to be a very old object.Guan Zan didn't know, so he turned to the corresponding page according to the other party's explanation, and was surprised to find that it happened to be the score of "Fishing Boat Singing Evening".

The edge of this page has turned yellow, and a small piece is missing in the upper right corner. Guan Zan subconsciously looked at the content and noticed that the numbered notation of each section has been carefully marked with fingerings. Remarks, it says "The back of the hand must be raised when pressing the tone, not taut".The owner of this music score was probably a very young child at that time, and his notes were crooked, and the words "bow" and "collapse" that he couldn't write had to be replaced with Chinese pinyin.

Guan Zan didn't see anything special. He hesitated and wanted to take the initiative to ask, but inadvertently raised his eyes. He scanned the two names on the lower right of the song title, and was surprised to find that the one below was—— Translation: Ke Su.

He suddenly looked up at the other party, and murmured: "So it's you..."

"It seems that we have more than just eyes." Ke Su said, "It is destined that I will have you in my family in my later years." He picked up the teacup on the low table next to him, his old hands trembling uncomfortably , touching the lid of the cup and shaking it slightly, "Come on, let's order as you like, toasting a cup of tea is considered an introduction."

Guan Zan stood up, walked around the two zithers, took the teacup, and knelt down in front of Ke Su.He looked up at Ke Su, his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't know what to say at this time.

Ke Su smiled so that his eyes curled up, and every line on his face seemed to become more profound and soft.He stretched out his hand to cover the top of Guan Zan's hair, and slowly stroked the palm of his hand: "Silly boy, call me teacher."

For no reason, Guan Zan's eyes were sore, he blinked twice to suppress the weird impulse, and said respectfully, "Teacher, you drink tea."

"Hey! That's a good call...it's a good call!" Ke Su's voice trembled, and his eye circles turned red. "If you call out 'teacher', I will definitely train you without reservation." He took back the tea Zhan took a sip, then put down the cup, and helped Guan Zan up himself, "As long as you work hard, the teacher promises to give you a place in today's folk music circle before I close my eyes."

Guan Zan listened to every word and sentence with sincerity, but there was always a sense of unrealistic absurdity in his heart.But in two days, he changed from a lowly status nanny to "Zheng King" Ke Su's closed disciple in an instant.

Are these... all true?

"There are many students who have listened to my professional courses in Yangyin in this life, but only ten of them have actually entered the school." Ke Su held Guan Zan's hand and patted the back of his hand very lovingly, "You are Xiaoshi , is also the most favored youngest in the future, you must be obedient, remember?"

The old man's palm was very cold, and the skin was loose, as if a layer of human skin had been covered over the bones of his hand.Guan Zan couldn't tell why, but he always felt that Ke Su's affection for him was too deep, or that his expectations were too high, and he couldn't bear it all at once, leaving only a feeling of anxiety after the excitement.

Is it enough to just work hard?He suddenly became less sure.

At this moment, a light cough came from behind the two of them, followed by Ke Jinrui's voice, and he said, "Dad, should you take the antihypertensive medicine after dinner?"

Guan Zan returned to his senses in response, and also remembered that the old man should have a dose of medicine in the morning, so he hurriedly agreed: "It's important to take the medicine, so don't call Mama Zhang, teacher, wait, I'll get the medicine box." After finishing speaking, Guan Zan Zan heaved a sigh of relief, and carefully withdrew his hand. He bowed to Mr. Ke, and then hurriedly left the piano room.

When there was a knock at the door from behind the screen, Ke Jinrui turned to look at Ke Su who was facing him sideways. After a moment of silence, he finally opened his mouth and asked, "Dad, what happened to Guan Zan, who you asked to come back without saying a word?" Who is it?"