PFC Chapter 520 Learning the Qin from the Heavenly God
Chapter 520 Learning the Qin from the Heavenly God
However, Mu Zhen was already quite confused after only ten minutes.
"No, your explanation is too complicated, with all this 'nine emblems' and 'ten emblems.' Let's just use 'do re mi fa suo la xi' instead."
"It doesn't have a seven-tone scale; it only has five notes: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zhi, and Yu. If you insist on using that method to replace it..."
Then the last two notes were removed…
That's more like it. There are simpler options. Why make it so complicated?
At this time, Mu Zhen had no idea how difficult it was to learn the zither.
It is unknown what sinister intentions Emperor Tianhuang harbored in his actions.
"Dore mifa suo... mi mi suo dore... suo mi suo mi do dore..."
In front of the stone table, Mu Zhen's right ankle rested on his left knee, and with each note he played, his toes would swing happily.
He didn't seem troubled at all.
Opposite him, a large, square shape, like an iron hammer, slammed into the Emperor's forehead, causing the veins to bulge.
He pretended to rub his forehead with his fingertips, trying to hide the complex emotions in his eyes.
That indescribable expression was like that of a teacher with exceptional talent but low social status, facing a student who was mediocre but of high status.
Although he had his own selfish motives, he never intended to make things difficult for them in this area.
If she doesn't achieve something in her studies, she'll never know that in some fields, without talent, a mediocre student can't become a top student.
Now look what's happened; it seems she won't even make it out of kindergarten, let alone graduate from elementary school.
"Wow, these strings are way too tight, they're hurting my fingertips." Mu Zhen said this to see if the other person could loosen the strings a bit.
After playing for ten minutes straight, it really started to hurt. If I continued, my skin would get chafed raw.
Emperor Tianhuang frowned, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and replied calmly, "It's just a habit!"
So, it can't be adjusted?
Mu Zhen silently encouraged himself: "It's okay. What's a little scratch for the Emperor Kun Qin? I must become a qualified qin player!"
We will never give anyone a chance to laugh at us!
With renewed vigor, he began to play again: "Do Re Mi Fa Sol La Ti..."
"No West!"
"Oh! Habitual habit, hehe, do re mi fa suo, mi mi suo do re..."
Emperor Tianhuang: ...
Does it have to be read like this? You can hum it out too, right?
He used to not understand why so many parents would turn into shrewish mothers when helping their children with their homework, but now he understands.
It really does make your blood pressure spike.
You tell me the correct way, and she'll insist on coming up with her own twisted logic.
It is not allowed to correct it yet.
Fortunately, his goal wasn't really to turn her into a master.
There wasn't much affection between them to begin with. If he were to actually become her teacher, he might not only fail to learn the zither but also develop a lot of resentment towards her.
"Mimi Sodo Rui... Somi Somi Dodo Rui..."
"Ahem!" Emperor Tianhuang quietly pressed his ear down, noticing the woman looking over.
He even had a smug look on his face, as if to say, "How about that? Am I quick at learning?"
Emperor Tianhuang smiled and said, "Not bad, you learn very quickly. You can practice first, and I'll go help the Hong family draw up blueprints."
"Really? I knew it! It's just playing the piano, what's so difficult about it? Hey, don't go! I still want to have a deeper discussion about piano techniques with you..."
The man seemed to have gone deaf, and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.
Mu Zhen had no choice but to put her hands back on the strings and concentrate on familiarizing herself with a few notes.
Just because my grades aren't good doesn't mean I'm stupid. Take darts, for example, who can play as well as me?
It's just that I don't like pursuing a literary path. If I really put my mind to it and sat down to study, I could easily pass with a score of 60.
Emperor Tianhuang: Ha! Looks like you never even reached the passing grade before.
Even after all this, she still has such low aspirations. Is studying some kind of monster to her?
He wanted to see how Huangfu Zique would turn her into a top student once they got back.
Yes, she doesn't need to do much. When those people are supervising her studies, can the ship of friendship still sail steadily?
This image involuntarily appeared in my mind.
Huangfu Zique, like a raging lion, slammed his fist on the textbook and cursed, "Three hundred is three times bigger than who?"
You spent two hours solving such a simple problem and only got a hundred?
Are you a pig? No, even pigs are smarter than you.
Then Mu Yunya kicked the desk open, rolled up her sleeves, and started wrestling with Huangfu Zique.
The ship of friendship capsized.
Enraged, Mu Yunfei wrote a question on his notebook with a cold face: "You have fifty yuan,
You lost 20 yuan, then found 5 yuan. How much money did you have originally? Calculate it carefully.
This is the simplest question in elementary school!
Mu Yunya quickly gave the answer: "It equals thirty-five!"
Mu Yunfei clenched his fist: "No, start over!"
Then Mu Yunya kept calculating it and it always came to thirty-five. After being rejected for the nth time, she exploded!
Mu Yunya: "Damn it! Fifty yuan, if I lose twenty, isn't it thirty? Then I get five yuan back, so tell me why it's not thirty-five?"
"Didn't you read the question carefully before answering? It asked how much you originally had. You originally had fifty yuan, so the answer is fifty!"
"Fuck you! I hired you to teach math, and you've been giving me nothing but brain teasers all day long..."
Then a fight breaks out, and the ship of friendship capsizes again!
Emperor Tianhuang was amused by the scenes he had created.
Hehe! Just wait and see, this day will come sooner or later.
"Mi fa suo, suo fa mi, duo duo rui rui fa fa mi, give me lots and lots of rice..."
Emperor Tianhuang's smile froze, his face darkened, and he walked even faster, giving the impression of a hasty escape.
"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, hahaha, host, you're really something, you even scared away Emperor Tianhuang, hahaha."
Inside the system space, Little Giant Pit lay back on the sofa, laughing like a goose.
"What about her?"
Huangfu Zique craned his neck to look behind Di Tianhuang. Why was he the only one who came back?
Emperor Tianhuang, without batting an eye, said, "He's practicing the zither in the backyard. Don't disturb him unless it's absolutely necessary." He then gestured to the old steward, "Let's go!"
"Alright!" The old butler received the order and went to lead the way.
The ancestor had just sent someone to deliver a message, so the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone had already been prepared.
Huangfu Zique had no doubts: "Ahuang is quite considerate towards her."
Long Yuan and Mu Yunfei nodded together. Neither of them had thought of taking advantage of this free time to teach Mu Yunya to play the zither.
Only Ah Huang thought of that.
Fu Tingyu, who was observing his right hand, smiled meaningfully.
These people still don't understand Ah Huang enough!
From the moment he learned that Bai Yuqin could be upgraded to a Dao artifact, he knew that Ahuang would definitely take some action.
Isn’t this coming?
A ruler's word is law, but what if Mu Yunya insists on giving it up voluntarily?
His friends, when it doesn't involve their own interests, tend to be indifferent and let things slide.
Once it comes to her own interests, even a hundred Mu Yunyas couldn't outmaneuver her.
Sigh, on one side are my brothers, on the other side...
Let's just sit back and watch the show.
Logically speaking, Mu Yunya, with her impatient nature, is indeed not suited to playing the guqin.