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Since they won't play, I should take the initiative. I can't just come all this way and leave with no impression at all, can I?
Having said that, and given her genuine curiosity about Jiang Yunzhou's purpose, she nodded in agreement.
"It's impossible."
Jiang Yunzhou pretended to be profound and slowly walked to the musical instruments placed to the side, and picked out a guzheng.
Tang Yuehua stood quietly to the side, observing silently.
With a light touch of his fingertips, the melody of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" began to play.
The melodious tune and profound imagery gradually captivated Tang Yuehua, leaving her completely mesmerized...
The true meaning of this piece lies in the rarity of finding a kindred spirit.
He believed that with Tang Yuehua's expertise in audio, she would definitely be able to understand it.
Isn't it a coincidence that Jiang Yunzhou happened to have studied musical instruments in his previous life and had some knowledge of classical music, which gave him the opportunity to make a name for himself?
When the music ended, Tang Yuehua remained with her eyes closed, still immersed in the music, unable to snap out of her reverie for a long time.
Jiang Yunzhou smiled slightly and waited quietly to the side, without disturbing the conversation.
When she opened her eyes, her previous impression of Jiang Yunzhou as a 'lecher' had long since vanished, leaving only the deeply moving melody of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" in her mind.
He thought to himself: Perhaps he was a little presumptuous just now, but maybe it was just out of admiration?
That must be it; who doesn't like beautiful things?
How could someone so upright, dignified, sunny, and handsome be a pervert?
How could someone who can play such a deeply emotional piece be a bad person? Could it be his own brother who is at fault?
A piece of music made Tang Yuehua's balance begin to waver.
Chapter 81 Why does this woman seem jealous?
The change in her mindset instantly made her much more enthusiastic.
"Dean Jiang, please forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't know you were also a great music theorist." After she finished speaking, she gave a solemn bow.
Seeing her reaction, Jiang Yunzhou was secretly delighted: This move wasn't in vain!
"You flatter me, Master Tang."
She shook her head and sighed, "Yuehua is not joking. May I ask who composed this piece? Could I borrow the sheet music to take a look?"
Jiang Yunzhou said without batting an eye, "This piece was composed in my dream. If Master Tang is interested, I will make a copy for you right away."
His generous and poised response greatly increased Tang Yuehua's positive impression of him.
Now she believes even more that Jiang Yunzhou is an upright person; otherwise, he couldn't have written such a piece. He's truly a great talent!
She suddenly felt like she had found a kindred spirit.
First impressions are very important, and impressions with contrasting elements are more unforgettable.
This performance certainly added a lot to Jiang Yunzhou's appeal.
Tang Yuehua, who didn't dislike him much to begin with, now likes him even more.
He wondered if he should act as a mediator to reconcile the relationship between him and his older brother.
If she had already learned that Tang Hao had lost a leg to Jiang Yunzhou, and that Jiang Yunzhou had also taken away the Haotian Sect's inherited soul bone, would she still be thinking of mediating between them?
She understood the deeper meaning in the music and couldn't help but wonder: Is this eighteen-year-old boy really so lonely?
Did he come here to find a kindred spirit?
The two had never met before, yet he specifically asked to see him. Was he here for him?
It must be him; he must have come to exchange ideas on the Dao of Sound with me.
"Then, thank you very much, Dean Jiang."
Jiang Yunzhou smiled and nodded, then picked up his pen and calmly wrote the score for "High Mountains and Flowing Water" on the paper.
He knew in his heart that good wine should be savored slowly, and it was unlikely that he could get someone to take off their clothes, or rather, their guard down, in one go.
I'd show up every few days, whether it was a big head or a small head, I'd show whatever I had, and it always managed to pique her interest.
He had some other tunes in his head, not many, but enough to get by, and he was sure the fish wouldn't take the bait.
He couldn't move the smaller ones, but he had no qualms about these ripe ones that looked like peaches.
He'd figured it out; he wanted to experience the beauty of this world and fulfill the dreams of certain people...
He handed the completed score to Tang Yuehua, his tone indifferent: "This piece is a gift to Master Tang. I have some matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer. I hope that next time I visit, I will have the honor of hearing you play a piece."
After saying that, he smiled politely, walked past Tang Yuehua and straight out of Yuexuan without a trace of lingering.
On the way back, Jiang Yunzhou couldn't help but wonder: How could a woman like Tang Yuehua like her brother?
Playing orthopedics? What a pity, what a real pity...
The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed. There were other similar examples, including a little evil dragon.
This world is truly absurd.
As he passed by the palace, a thought struck him: should he sneak in and tease Qian Renxue?
But then she thought about it again, and realized that she had two titled Douluo guarding her.
If a misunderstanding arises and causes a big commotion, it will be difficult to handle. Besides, he doesn't know the layout of the palace. Let's talk about it another time.
So he changed direction and returned to the Supreme Academy.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I slipped back to the academy, I saw someone sitting upright in the waiting room.
'Why is that woman here again?'
Good heavens, I was just hesitating about whether to sneak into the palace to meet the beauty, and now she's already come knocking on my door.
Jiang Yunzhou composed himself, strode into the hall, cupped his hands and smiled, "Brother Qinghe, why didn't you give me a heads-up before you came? I'm sorry for the neglect."
Xue Qinghe replied with a half-smile, "It's alright. Dean Jiang, did you just return from running errands?"
"Hehe, I just wanted to take a stroll since I had nothing else to do."
"Oh? When I came out, I happened to see someone enter Yuexuan. His figure was very similar to Dean Jiang's. I must have seen wrong."
Jiang Yunzhou's lips twitched slightly. Is there no privacy left in this world? Are intelligence networks this advanced now?
No matter where I go, people will know exactly what I'm doing.
He chuckled dryly a few times: "Hahaha, I just went to discuss the Dao of Sound with Master Tang..."
"I see. I thought Dean Jiang was going to find a kindred spirit."
Jiang Yunzhou strongly suspected that he was being monitored. The way the words were spoken was so blatant, it was obvious that the person knew what he was doing, it was really damn bad.
This is too passive. Not only are they monitoring him, but they also speak in a sarcastic and insinuating manner. How can he tolerate this?
His tone softened: "Your Highness, you know a great deal."
Xue Qinghe was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. The change in address made her inexplicably feel a tightness in her heart. Had she not controlled her emotions well?
She paused for a moment, realizing that her tone of voice did indeed seem sarcastic.
No wonder Jiang Yunzhou suddenly reacted this way.
She suppressed her inexplicable emotions and softened her voice: "I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous."
"I brought two jugs of fine wine with me this time. I've heard that Dean Jiang is quite knowledgeable about food. I wonder if I'll have the pleasure of tasting it?"
She changed the subject at the right moment, afraid that if she continued talking, she would really upset Jiang Yunzhou and he would stop playing with her!
That won't do. That's not what she came here for.
I deliberately came out alone this time, without bringing anyone with me, just to have a couple of drinks, chat about my feelings, and relax.
Jiang Yunzhou was indeed a little annoyed. No one would be happy to be monitored, right?
We're all smart people, so let's leave it at that. Those who understand, understand.
However, he had a fleeting illusion just now: why does this woman seem to be jealous?
Since they've already apologized, we can't just keep holding onto it.
"Of course, I would be honored if Brother Qinghe would do me the honor."
"Please sit for a moment, I'll go prepare it right away, and we can have dinner together."
Seeing that his tone had softened, Xue Qinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll have to trouble Dean Jiang."
Seeing that she seemed much more reserved, Jiang Yunzhou smiled and said, "I call you Brother Qinghe, but you keep calling me Dean. It makes me seem ungrateful."
Xue Qinghe quickly changed his address: "Jiang Yuan... alright, Yun Zhou, is it alright for me to address you like this?"
Jiang Yunzhou laughed loudly, "That's more like it, it sounds much more friendly. Brother Qinghe, please sit for a moment, I'll be right back."
I haven't cooked for a while now, but it's okay to cook once in a while.
He guessed that Xue Qinghe probably heard about his skill from Ning Fengzhi, otherwise how would she know?
He rolled up his sleeves and busied himself in the kitchen.
More than half an hour later, several dishes, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were served one after another.
Now that there are ten assistants in the college, the efficiency has indeed increased a lot.
Xue Qinghe was invited to take a seat, and Ning Rongrong and the other two women also came after smelling the fragrance.
How could they possibly miss out on their teacher cooking?
"Wow, teacher, you've finally shown off your skills again! Do you need me to wipe it for you?" Ning Rongrong was overjoyed.
Chapter 82 It was clearly you who climbed into my bed, okay?
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were equally tempted by the table full of dishes.
Although Zhu Zhuqing had learned a few tricks, she was still lacking in skill and it was obvious that she had not received the true teachings in this area.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Jiang Yunzhou greeted them: