"Okay, Left Bank!"

Hua Qingcheng patted Zuo An's shoulder happily.

Just now, she followed Zuo An's instructions and after only playing twice, she was already able to play the entire piece fluently. Although there was still a big gap between her and Li Mulige and Feng Lingyan's level, it was enough for tomorrow's exam.

"Alright, alright, stay away from me! You're not really stupid, you just didn't learn it the right way."

Zuo An was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and the scent of that woman immediately rushed towards him again. Holding back his suddenly pounding heart, Zuo An took a few steps back, along with the stool, feigning disgust.

"Oh, don't!"

Hua Qingcheng walked forward and leaned over slightly, putting his hand on Zuo'an's shoulder, "Uncle Zuo'an, teaching one song is teaching, teaching two songs is also teaching, it's just a matter of time..." Hua Qingcheng patted Zuo'an's shoulder again as if they were brothers.

“I won’t teach you!”

"I just worked for you for nothing, even at a loss..."

Zuo An turned her face away proudly, her ears slightly red.

This woman was too close to him!

And, the most abominable thing was that his hands seemed to be filled with lead, unable to lift them up to push her away, and he could only let her do whatever she wanted...

"This is for you!"

Seeing Zuo An's increasingly dark face, Hua Qingcheng casually took out a small and exquisite high-intensity flashlight from the space villa through the cover of her wide sleeves.

“This is…”

Jianhua Qingcheng just fiddled with it casually, and this little thing emitted a bright and strong light, which was much stronger than lanterns and torches, and could shine very far.

Although Uncle Zuo'an has sharp eyesight and great martial arts skills, and can see clearly even in the dark, he still really... wants such a novel thing!

"This is called a flashlight. From now on, it belongs to you, Uncle Zuo'an! If its light ever dims, just give it to me. I'll charge it and it will be back to normal."

Hua Qingcheng didn't care whether Zuo An understood the meaning of charging or not. From her understanding of this guy, the more profound your words were, the more curious he would be. As long as Zuo An's curiosity was aroused, he would be desperate to understand. Now was the most appropriate time to make a request...

"By the way, you can't shine it into your eyes, otherwise you might go blind if you're not careful." Hua Qingcheng added without any alarmism.

"make a deal!"

Zuo An snatched the little thing from Hua Qingcheng's hand and began to play with it. If you can't shine it into your own eyes, then you can shine it into the enemy's eyes...

"Tell me, what song do you want to learn?"

Zuo An spun the powerful flashlight in his hand and then tucked it away. Although he had never learned to play the piano, he could still read music. If there was no music, he could hum it to him.

"Look, can you play these two?"

Hua Qingcheng actually found the music scores of two songs on the bookshelf and handed them to Zuo An.

One is "Flowing Clouds" which Long Yitian gave to Han Yichen, which was the song that Long Yitian played so beautifully by the Dongyang Lake and made Han Shuying fascinated at first hearing it; the other is "Questioning the Heart" which was composed by Gongsun Muxue. Wu Chen had played it when he was in Situ Ye's villa in the city, and the music score was also written by him from memory.

"'Flowing Clouds', 'Questioning the Heart'..."

Zuo An just glanced at the music score at first, but the more he looked, the brighter his eyes became.

Abandoning his previous indifference, Zuo An looked at the music score with great devotion. He saw that the music was both ethereal and graceful, like the sound of nature, and lingering and poignant, shocking the heart. The person who could write such a piece must have been in an extraordinary state of mind.

"Uncle Zuo, how is it? Can you play it?"

Seeing Zuo An, staring at the music score for a while without saying anything, Hua Qingcheng then patted his shoulder.

"Stay one meter away from me!"

Zuo An, who was seriously thinking about how to transform the song into boxing or kicking techniques, was suddenly patted on the shoulder by Hua Qingcheng, who then gritted his teeth and scolded him.

This woman was always making moves, causing his heart to start beating wildly for no apparent reason...

"Okay, okay, you've seen enough from this distance!"

Hua Qingcheng tactfully jumped back two steps.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Okay, Hua Qingcheng, you can start now. Let me play it for you first."

After Zuo An finished studying the music score, he asked Hua Qingcheng to sit in front of the desk, and he stood directly behind her, leaned over slightly, covered her fingers with his hand, and gently placed it on the strings.

"The first piece, 'Flowing Clouds,' is a truly otherworldly piece. Don't worry too much about your fingers when playing it. Imagine you're in a truly beautiful place, with a particularly blue sky, birds singing, springs gurgling, flowers blooming, and butterflies fluttering."

Zuo An lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Hua Qingcheng's hands, described the pictures he had imagined to her one by one, and started to play with her.

"Then, now you begin a set of very, very gentle boxing techniques. The first move is Beautiful Mountains and Clear Waters... The second move is Birdsong and Flowers... The third move is The Wizard of Oz... The fourth move is White Crane Spreads Its Wings... The fifth move is Immortal Pointing the Way..."

Following the boxing techniques simulated by Zuo An, he guided Hua Qingcheng step by step in playing "Liu Yun". The pleasant melody then danced lightly into the air, so ethereal and graceful that it touched people's hearts.

After the song, Hua Qingcheng felt like her ears were about to become pregnant.

"I didn't expect that such a beautiful song could be played by my hands..." Hua Qingcheng looked at her hands and said with a little disbelief.

Long Yitian is undoubtedly amazing for being able to write such a magical song, but Zuo An, who can transform his music into boxing techniques, is simply a super pervert!

The key point is, I actually understood what he taught me...

"Although you have no talent for music, you do have some strengths in boxing and kicking techniques."

Looking at Hua Qingcheng with a happy expression on her face, Zuo An suppressed the upward curve of his lips and said something indifferently.

"Okay, now let's start the second song."

Zuo An took the opportunity to pat Hua Qingcheng on the head, trying to calm her down. This woman had been touching him quite a bit earlier, and he was just trying to recoup some of the interest…

"The song 'Questioning the Heart' mainly describes the love between a man and a woman... this... this..."

Zuo An paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then changed his words: "Just think back to the feeling of your first heartbeat..."

Zuo An recalled how Xiang Yun Ma and Hua Qingcheng had fought and met on Pinglan Mountain in Huaqiao Village, and how he ended up following Hua Qingcheng back to the Hua residence as a bodyguard...

Just like before, Zuo An broke down the music score into one boxing move after another and taught Hua Qingcheng to play them.

Zuo An's tailored teaching enabled Hua Qingcheng to quickly master the pieces "Flowing Clouds" and "Questioning the Heart." Adding the piece she played at the beginning, "Falling Peach Blossom Shadows" by Mu Lige, Hua Qingcheng had learned three pieces in one night.

At four quarters past midnight, after drinking a glass of wine with Zuo An to thank him, the slightly tipsy Hua Qingcheng returned to the princess's bedroom in a very good mood, holding the Yaoqin.