"You two know each other?" Yan Qiao suddenly realized how small the world was.

Dong Honglin laughed and said, "He's my student, and his mother is my teacher. What a coincidence."

It's quite rare to see the CEO of an international corporation working in this place.

"This Baihao Yinzhen (a type of herbal tea) is my teacher's favorite. She actually gave it away."

Pei Jingzhan touched his nose and forced a smile, replying, "My mom has recently changed her tastes."

Little did he know that Zhang Yufan, who was watching the live stream on the screen, had already cursed him over and over again countless times.

Even the Pei family's ancestor was not spared.

Pei Zuoji cursed Pei Jingzhan in his heart, for he had made a mistake and even dragged his ancestor into being scolded!

Yan Qiao asked with a face full of curiosity, "Teacher Dong, what musical instruments did Pei Bingjun learn from you before?"

Guzheng? Or guqin?

The thought of Pei Jingzhan using those hands to play the piano made her restless!

So handsome!

Dong Honglin smiled, his eyes crinkling. "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Yan Qiao turned her head. "What musical instrument do you play?"

Pei Jingzhan seemed somewhat embarrassed to speak, and turned his face away, saying, "It's all in the past, and I'm not very proficient in it anyway, so there's nothing to say."

"Just tell me, it's better than us novices being experts, right?"

The more he didn't want to talk about it, the more Yan Qiao wanted to know.

Pei Jingzhan could never resist her soft, coquettish voice.

When he acts cute, he'd love to pluck the moon from the sky.

Viewers in the live stream were also very curious about what Pei Jingzhan was learning that he was unwilling to say.

After a long while, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Suona."

At that time, he had just passed the non-professional level 10 piano exam and wanted to try learning folk music.

Zhang Yufan recommended Dong Honglin to him, so he chose the suona and erhu.

Yan Qiao's smile suddenly vanished as the image of him playing the suona flashed through her mind, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Your demeanor doesn't seem to suit the suona at all. Haven't you learned any other musical instruments?"

Pei Jingzhan said listlessly, "Erhu."

Yan Qiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Erhu? Hahahaha, suona and erhu, you really know how to choose!"

It's not that these two instruments are bad, but of all kinds of instruments, once the suona starts playing, either it's broken or it's used for wedding ceremonies.

Neither of them suits Pei Jingzhan.

But he just happened to choose those two.

[Hahaha, there's no one who can't be moved to tears by the erhu, and no soul that can't be sent away by the suona; he has both!]

This once aloof and unattainable flower has suddenly become down-to-earth.

[I want to see a cameraman playing the erhu!]

[Want to see +1]

Dong Honglin smiled and said, "How could I not be proficient? Many of my students are not as good as you."

Yan Qiao said with some regret, "It's a pity you don't have any musical instruments, otherwise you could play one for me."

Pei Jingzhan said helplessly, "Next time."

Yan Yaoyao walked over at some point and squeezed next to Pei Jingzhan.

She wore a black halter dress today, showing off her large breasts, slim waist, and curvaceous figure.

The halter dress had a slit at the chest, revealing a glimpse of snow-white, full breasts, half-hidden and half-revealed, sparking the imagination.

Yan Qiao hadn't noticed her attire at first, but now that she did, she very domineeringly pulled Pei Jingzhan to the other side.

Having learned from past mistakes, Pei Jingzhan wished he could keep a safe distance of two meters from Yan Yaoyao.

"Yan Yaoyao, aren't you cold dressed like that? We have a task to do on the show later, and it might be inconvenient for you to be dressed like this," Yan Qiao reminded her.

Yan Yaoyao straightened her chest. This was something she had just done; she even had a rib removed to make her waist look slimmer, just to barely fit into this dress.

"It's not cold, it won't have any effect. Mr. Pei seems to be very good at folk music. I wonder if he could teach me? I've always wanted to learn a musical instrument."

Pei Jingzhan said calmly, "With Teacher Dong here, there is no need for me to teach."

Dong Honglin waved his hand, "There are many institutions outside where I can learn. I'm already too old to take on students."

Yan Yaoyao: "..." I don't want to become your disciple yet.

Yan Qiao returned to the pavilion, and Dong Honglin talked about the tables and chairs inside.

"You made all of these yourself?"

Yan Qiao nodded, "And that swing, and the bench under the bougainvillea trellis, I made them all. I heard that Teacher Dong is good at playing the erhu. I still have some Phoebe zhennan wood in my backyard. I'll make an erhu for you later."

Dong Honglin's eyes lit up with surprise: "You can make musical instruments too?"

"I don't know much. I can play the guzheng, guqin, and erhu. I know a little bit of everything, but I'm not an expert in anything." Yan Qiao winked playfully.

He was Pei Jingzhan's teacher, and Yan Qiao regarded him as an elder, so she showed him more respect.

I'll make an erhu as a way of showing my respect to my elders.

Dong Honglin laughed happily, "Would you like to learn folk music? I'm actually looking to take on another apprentice, I can teach you!"

He had no recollection of what he had just said.

[Hahaha, Yan Yaoyao's face turned black!]

This is a national treasure-level musician; Teacher Dong rarely takes on students.

This kind of apprenticeship is different from the students taught in schools.

This kind of personal instruction is for cultivating a successor.

Yan Qiao quickly waved her hand, "I can't do it. I know a little about everything, but I know nothing about music. If I want to learn, I can ask Pei Bingjun to teach me the erhu."

Pei Jingzhan: "..." No, I don't want to teach.

They were talking, and Yan Yaoyao couldn't get a word in edgewise.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "Yan Qiao, did you really make these things? Can you perform one right here?"

Yan Qiao rolled her eyes at her. "Performance? Do you think I'm putting on a monkey show? If you like watching this so much, why don't you go and watch the videos?"

Yan Yaoyao said meaningfully, "Many videos on the internet nowadays are fabricated and edited, and can't be taken seriously at all."

What does she mean? Is she subtly implying something is fake?

Honestly, no matter how much charity work Yan Yaoyao does, it won't change my opinion of her.

Anyone who's watched Yan Qiao's live stream knows this couldn't possibly be faked!

Yan Qiao stared at her intently, then suddenly smiled slightly.

"You seem quite interested in this, how about I teach you?"

Pei Jingzhan continued, "Since Miss Yan Yaoyao is so interested, she must really want to learn."

Yan Qiao feigned concern: "This is not easy to learn; it's very hard on your hands."

Pei Jingzhan: "I suppose Miss Yan Yaoyao has a hardworking spirit and won't mind."

Yan Qiao's eyes darted around as she looked at Yan Yaoyao.

"Yaoyao, really? Are you really willing to learn?"

Yan Yaoyao: "...If you're willing to teach me, of course I'm willing."

So Yan Qiao handed her a small saw and explained which pieces of wood needed to be sawed.

Yan Yaoyao was in a daze, and even after she started working, she still couldn't figure out how she had agreed to it.

This damn sense of familiarity!

She was wearing a bodycon skirt and high heels, which made it inconvenient for her to squat down, otherwise she might accidentally expose herself.

He had no choice but to kneel on the ground in a contorted position and struggle against the rough wood.

Yan Qiao wasn't idle either; she sat to the side and gave a live demonstration in front of the camera.

Things that wouldn't obey Yan Yaoyao's commands were handled by Yan Qiao with ease, like a fish in water.