Dimiao

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Lu Dizhen was a little worried about Fan Xiaoshu's technique, but unexpectedly, she performed very well when she was not in the audience. The overall song was very harmonious, and there was nothing discordant.

Mu Ning specifically asked to listen to Lu Dimiao's solo, just one piece, and praised: "Lu Dimiao, you control the rhythm well."

Lu Dimiao said: "My mother started me playing gourd silk since I was a child, and only practiced the flute when I was a little older." After a pause, he was embarrassed: "However, I am often reprimanded by my mother for not being clean and neat. ."

"There is indeed one point. Now you pay special attention to this point when you play." Mu Ning put his hand on his chin and smiled slightly: "But I advise you not to pay too much attention to this, otherwise the overall performance will be obviously biased. It’s better to have a balance of two.”

A month later, Lu Dimiao had fully adapted to Yu Ju's life. He performed on stage several times, and was also sent to play alone in the Accord a few times.

He slowly figured out the layout of Yu's residence, which roughly consisted of a hall, three elegant pavilions, and a few wing rooms for his own people to live in.Yu Ju's main business is selling tea and cakes.There will also be a few dishes, but they are nothing special, just local home-cooked dishes.

The weather in Xicheng gradually turned into a cold winter atmosphere. Elder Rong felt sorry for his unfamiliarity here, so Zhang Luo's wife made him a winter coat, saying that he would be able to wear it in half a month.

Lu Dimiao has the habit of practicing calligraphy. Today he was writing a copybook, but someone knocked on the door.

The rhythm of knocking on the door was subtle, like a tease for no reason, but with a lazy meaning.

Lu Dizhen opened the door, and the person who came was Yu Ju's Boss Yin.

She is still charming and charming, always with a smile on her brows and eyes.Although she stayed for more than half a month, the time she appeared in front of Lu Dimiao was pitifully little. Yin Ziyu didn't even appear on stage very often. On weekdays, she just taught Fan Xiaoshu, and the time she spent performing on stage was just in the audience and with her. A few guests chatting or something.

But what I have to say is that whenever she chats with guests, there will be a lot of people in Yu Ju, as if the reason why they come to Yu Ju is not to drink tea, but to see this charming person.

"Hi Boss Yin." Lu Dimiao said.

"Won't you invite me to sit down?" She opened her lips and smiled first, and then said slowly.

Lu Dimiao was stunned for a moment, and raised his hand to invite her in.

Yin Ziyu looked at the things he bought himself, it was still the same room, but not the old and dilapidated one.

"What's the matter with Boss Yin coming to see me?" Lu Dimiao asked.

He saw Boss Yin stretch out his slender fingers, lift up the thin bead curtain, put it down again casually, sit on the chair beside him, lowered his eyes expressionlessly.But this look looked like he was thinking seriously, and Lu Dimiao didn't dare to disturb him.

Somewhat unlike her usual appearance, Lu Dimiao thought to herself, she really was pretending to be smiling.

Yin Ziyu raised her eyes again, twitching the corners of her eyes subtly, and there was something unclear in those thick black eyes, and she asked softly, "Lu Dimiao, I asked someone to check your mother's situation. "

She unconsciously tapped on the table.

"Guess what I asked?" Her voice became softer.

In fact, when she talked about business, it seemed more like she was joking with someone.That contemptuous tone of voice and the careless smile in his eyebrows and eyes brought an indescribable taste, and Lu Dimiao only felt that his heart was tingling and numb.

Lu Dimiao said in a hoarse voice, "Boss Yin found out what?"

Yin Ziyu chuckled, and said slowly: "They said that your 'mother' had never been married or had a child. What did you say when you came to join Mr. Rong? Are you lying to him, or are you deliberately hiding it?" What?"

Lu Dimiao breathed a sigh of relief from an unknown place in his heart, which made him calm down a bit: "My mother is Jiang Yiqiu, and Boss Yin probably knows this name by ear."

Yin Ziyu nodded in disbelief.

"Because of her wide range of interests, she didn't belong to any faction during her lifetime. At a young age, she seemed to be a self-contained faction. Therefore, all factions don't like her very much. They think that she is too arrogant at a young age, and she will not be able to become a big weapon in the future. I My mother is an open-minded person, and she doesn't care about fame, wealth and affection, and she just concentrates on learning the flute from all over the world." Lu Dimiao took a deep breath, quietly raised her eyes to look at Yin Ziyu, and found that her sitting posture had changed. It seems that because he is a subordinate, he restrained a lot of small gestures that he intentionally made when teasing the guests.

This gesture showed that she was listening patiently to his narrative.Lu Dimiao's heart tightened, and he swallowed back the words that were about to blurt out, and said a few words that were neither popular nor white: "So...so she didn't go back to the south afterward, and chose a small northern town to live in. , and after having me by accident, she taught me the flute for a few years, and she wanted to teach me more, but she traveled too much in her early years, leaving hidden dangers in her body, so she left early."

Yin Ziyu nodded dispensably, and began to look down in thought again, before saying, "Show me your flute."

Hearing this, Lu Dimiao pulled out the small velvet bag from his waist, assembled the flute, and handed it to her.

Yin Ziyu brushed the lettering on the bottom of the flute with his fingers, and read it out word by word: "Xijia?"

Lu Dimiao heard her question, and hurriedly said, "It's my mother's characters. This flute was made by her own hands."

Yin Ziyu returned the flute to him, sat up, and said softly, "I won't ask where you come from for the time being, so as to save you from making up messy words to fool me. I'm Yu Ju here, no matter what secrets you have, There is still an unknown purpose, please..." She raised her eyelids, her thick eyelashes matched with the slender eye ends, making it hard to move her eyes away, Yin Ziyu smiled slightly, but her words were not as warm as her expression: "Please You must hide it cleanly, don't let me find out the thread, if I think you are not suitable to stay in Yuju, no matter how good your skills are, it will be useless to me."

Yin Ziyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the small wing room: "I heard that Mr. Rong asked someone to make you a winter coat. It just so happens that I want to go to the north next month. If you have nothing to do, come with me."

Lu Dimiao looked at her back, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Boss Yin, just now you said to find someone to check me..."

Yin Ziyu looked back and smiled, with subtle cunning, lazily said: "There are truths and there are falsehoods, don't you also 'treat others in the same way'?"

Lu Dimiao was stunned for a moment, watching her stepping on her own unique rhythm and slowly leaving his field of vision, the numb area in the bottom of his heart suddenly felt itchy, as if being gently swept by a finger, which made people feel uncomfortable. Soften from the bottom of my heart.

Lu Dimiao murmured: "Treat me with my own way?"

☆, Yunyou

After Lu Dimiao completed a performance on a certain day, she asked Elder Rong for leave.

It was the first time for him to come to this city, and before he had time to get familiar with it, he practiced in Yuju all day, so he was naturally interested in many places here.

Yin Ziyu drifted towards that thin figure from the corner of his eye, and turned back again.A familiar guest with bright eyes asked her, "What did Boss Yin see?"

She raised her eyes and said with a smile: "It's nothing, just a disobedient subordinate ran out to play." After a pause, she raised her hand to serve the man a cup of tea, "Brother Nanbei, today's tea is the one I just got from Ye Ye. I bought it from my brother at home, try it, is there any difference?"

Zhao Nanbei took the tea, sniffed it, and said, "Good tea!" He took a sip, and said with emotion, "Then why are the brothers from the Ye family willing to sell it to you? You don't have to worry about the price of such good tea anywhere you sell it." ."

Yin Ziyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Business secrets, don't let them out." She whispered a few words in Zhao Nanbei's ear, and Zhao Nanbei suddenly realized, and sighed: "Brothers of the Ye family are not bad, Yu Juna In the hands of a little girl like you, the business is getting better and better."