Chapter 10 Self-tacher without a teacher

When Chuan returned home, his father's snoring came from the house. He carefully opened the door and gently touched his bed. He didn't even take off his clothes and got straight into the quilt.

As long as I think that I can become a pianist in the future, I will be happy in Xia's heart. I didn't know before. If it hadn't been for the foggy day, I'm afraid that the cognition of the pianist would have been misunderstood in my life. With a faint sweetness, he forgot the unhappiness in his heart last night and went to sleep.

"Xia'er, get up. Don't you go hunting today?"

It was already bright outside. General Xia only felt that she had slept for a short time. She opened her eyes with difficulty and yawned deeply. "Dad, wait for me for a while, and I'll be fine soon."

"Hmm!" Xie Xuan's promise came from outside.

Without taking off his clothes at night, he put on his shoes and went out. The cold wind couldn't help shivering.

Xie Xuan gently patted his son on the shoulder and said softly, "Xia'er, let's go. Dad will teach you a lightning knife today."

"Really?" Xia's "eyes" lit up, and more than half of the drowsiness suddenly went away.

"Of course it's true. When did Dad lie to you?" A huge exclamation came out of Xie Xuan's eyes, "You are much better than my father when you were a child. I was just a first-class martial artist when I was ten years old."

"Is it because I ate Bai Chi to practice snake gallbladder?"

"Hmm! It is very likely that the white red snake is a red snake king who has not yet grown up, so you will derive force and become a second-class warrior.

Jiang Xia suddenly realized that after eating the snake gallbladder at the beginning, he felt warm all over his body. Now he feels really lucky when he thinks about it.

Xie Xuan saw through his son's mind at a glance and shook his head gently. "Xia'er, you have to understand that only the strength that is steadily practiced is the best. Red snake gallbladder and some elixirs have only played an auxiliary role. If you want to become a real strong man, you must make unremitting efforts. "."

"Yes, I know, Dad."

The father and son smiled and walked into the mountain forest to start a day of hunting life. With the amazing ear power of General Xia, the harvest of the morning was quite rich. Although General Yan already knew about Xie Xuan's teaching of Xia's martial arts, the two still prefer to train by the small lake in the mountains and forests. Without the disturbance of the outside world, General Xia can also enter the state wholeheartedly.

===At night, Xie Xuan and his wife had just fallen asleep for a short time. They quietly took out the door of the door like a thief. For an ordinary invisible child, it would be difficult to be noticed, but it was different from Xia. No matter in every corner of the house, everything was in his mind. There is a description, just like a painting deeply imprinted in the heart.

Listen to the wind and the grass, and walk the summer on the road in the dark. Whether it is day or night, it is the same, but it should be quieter at night.

"Grandpa, I'm coming." Feeling the erosion of [***] coming, he knew that he had arrived at his destination. His gray-white eyes looked around and wanted to catch the trace of movement.

"Hmm!" The familiar voice came from behind Xia, which almost scared him.

Fu Xia's chest, "Old, grandpa, why are you behind me?"

"Ha ha, Xia Er, right!"

"Well, my name is General Xia."

"OK, that's good." Wutian praised twice in a row, "Since you went out, I have been following you. You didn't fall once. It's good, it's good, it's really good."

Xia was stunned and looked doubtful, "Grandpa, have you been following me? Why didn't I notice it?

"Ha ha, because there is a big difference in strength between you and me. Try to ask me how you notice me when I fly in the sky 100 meters away?"

"Are you King Wu?" Jiang Xia was envious and blurted out directly.

"Hmm." Wutian did not deny it, and then said, "Xia'er, let's talk about gossip slowly in the future. From today on, I will start to teach you the introduction of the pianist, and you must call me teacher."

"Yes, teacher." Thinking of the feeling of playing the piano yesterday, Jianxia was excited and excited.

Wu Tian nodded with satisfaction and waved his hands. Yesterday's scarlet ukule was already in his hand, but he did not give it to Zhang Xia. Xia Er, if you want to be a good pianist, you must completely devote yourself and body to the sound of the piano, which is the most basic standard.

"I know, just like yesterday, I put it all in."

The fog almost fell to death, and a touch of helplessness immediately gushed out on his face. "Xia'er, it's true that you threw yourself into it yesterday, but you don't understand the skills of playing the piano. Yesterday's behavior was like a ghost crying and wolf howling, and you were still intoxicated with your own howling."

disturbed the back of Xia's head with embarrassment, "Is it so unpleasant?"

"Well, let's not talk about what happened yesterday." It's really difficult to let go of what happened yesterday. "Well, every pianist must learn to compose music by himself."

"Compose your own music?" Jiang Xia was shocked.

"Yes, but composing music is also a very difficult thing. You don't have to pay attention to it for the time being. Before you learn to compose your own music, you have to play other people's previous songs. A piece of music recited by the world is also an extremely precious treasure for the pianists."

"Oh, I understand this." Jiang Xia nodded gently and agreed. What he knew was that Xie Xuan came back from hunting every day and hummed a good thing.

Wutian didn't explain much about it and continued to the next topic. "If the pianist is just for acting, then the world of the big pianist is wonderful, and you can increase the piano skills on the basis of playing the piano score."

"What is piano skills? Is it the same as martial arts? Only then did Jiang Xia find that she didn't know a lot of things at all, just like a frog in the well.

"It's the same, but it's different."

Jingxia is starting to be confused again, "Teacher, you've confused me."

"Ha ha." The fog smiled faintly, "Xiaer, let me tell you this! A low-level martial artist can learn heavenly martial arts, and a martial king can also learn spiritual or even divine martial arts, but," Wutian paused and said heavily: "A fourth-level pianist can never play the fifth-level piano skills. If you can do it, then you are a fifth-level pianist, so the piano skills are the same as Martial arts are different.

"I understand, that is, the corresponding pianist can only use relative piano skills at most, and it still needs to be done at the same time when playing music at the same time."

"Yes, that's the truth. Ha ha, the teacher really didn't misread you." The fog was gratified, and his old face was full of regret. "It's a pity that my Blue Wind Empire is rich in resources and talents. Although there are many piano skills, the highest is a sixth-order piano skill of the royal family. Two years ago, it was difficult to get a seventh-order piano master. I thought that he could create a seven-order piano skill in one step, but it turned to others. Don't care about the Blue Wind Empire.

"Teacher." Call Xia softly.

"Oh, yes." The foggy sky recovered, and a trace of apology flashed in his eyes. "Xia'er, it's almost finished. In the end, there is only this piano left. The piano also has good and bad grades. It's more popular, just like the weapons of martial arts."

"Hmm." Listen to Xia carefully.

Wutian put the scarlet quint in his hand in Xia's arms. "This quint is called "Li Shang" and is a quint. In addition, there is a relatively wide range of lyre.

Jianxia was immediately happy and his fingers were ready to move, but he still held back, "Teacher, can I start playing?"

"You." Wu Tian frowned: "Can you play?"

"Yes! Didn't the teacher say that as long as you can unite your mind, just pop up other people's piano scores first? I will really ask about summer.

The fog pressed the anger that was about to come out of his heart and said heavily, "Do you know what the five strings on this piano represent?"

"I know this. When I tried yesterday, I could tell that the five strings made different sounds." Jiang Xia expressed his thoughts in his heart.

"Okay! You're right." The foggy face was slightly soft.

"Teacher, can I play it?" Jiang Xia can't wait, and she seems to have a very familiar feeling about the piano.

The corners of Wutian's eyes twitched slightly, and he waved his hand helplessly, "Bun, play!"

He rubbed Xia's palm, exhaled deeply, put his ten fingers on the strings, and gently moved his fingertips. Then the sound of gritting his teeth in the fog began to permeate the broken temple again.

Wu Tian has an impulse to slap himself twice. The torture last night has not stopped, and today begins again. Evil, evil." The fog couldn't help it. He covered his ears with his hands and flashed outside the broken temple.

It was particularly fast for Xia to enter the state, and the intoxicated look could be faintly visible on his little face. I didn't know that the fog had the impulse to strute him just now. The whole broken temple echoed with the terrible sound of the piano.

===About two hours later, the foggy sky returned to the sky over the broken temple, with an old face still angry, "Bad boy, what evil have I made? I was tortured by you for two nights in a row.

He shook his head and sighed, intending to go back to the temple to learn. The fog fell back to the ground. As soon as he reached the door, a cheerful and relaxed sound of the piano came to his ears.

Wutian's face changed, and the boss staring at him saw Xia's hands stroking the piano, his ten fingers flowed, and the relaxed sound of the piano was revealed from his fingertips. In the foggy day, I could clearly feel that in the sound of the piano was a man who returned from hunting and returned home happily. His wife and children were waiting at the door, and the family was happy together.

"This?" The fog was stunned. Although the sound of the piano was not very skilled, and there were many wrong syllables, it gave people the feeling of being extremely cheerful. Is this boy self-tacher without a teacher?

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