"Brother, regarding repeating a grade, my brother and I have already found a school for you. Your former alma mater, Yucheng No. 1 Middle School, said that they can let you repeat a grade, but you have to pass the exam."
Li Lili has been busy with this matter these days. Her father and brother may want to please Li Yi for some reason. But she really wants to help this cousin, even if it is just because he dragged her out of the bar that year.
"I can take the exam, but I don't want to go to school." Li Yi pointed at the stubble on his face, "I'm almost 30 years old, I should be a teacher."
"puff……"
Li Lili couldn't help but chuckle and said, "No. 1 Middle School is a full-time boarding school. It might be a bit difficult to attend school without going to school. But I can talk to the school and see if they can make some concessions."
"It's thoughtful." Li Yi nodded slightly to express his acceptance of the favor.
For some reason, Li Lili suddenly felt extremely happy and a little flattered. Li Yi gave her the feeling of facing the company's CEO, or more precisely, the temperament of a superior. This temperament was stronger than any leader she had ever seen, but also extremely obscure.
If those leaders gave Li Lili the feeling of oppression like a tsunami, then Li Yi was the endless ocean, calm and magnificent.
Is it an illusion?
Li Lili came back to her senses, laughed and shook her head. It might be that this cousin was too majestic in her memory and overlapped with those big leaders.
"Brother Yi..."
Li Lili wanted to say something, but the second uncle who felt left out finally exploded.
"Ouch, my legs, my legs."
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Li Lili immediately stepped forward and asked with concern, holding up her cell phone to call an ambulance.
"My legs suddenly hurt a little, but it's much better now." The second uncle decided to stop while he was ahead and took out a bamboo flute from the box next to him.
"Lily, Grandpa's power has greatly increased recently. I have achieved divine power and comprehended a piece of music."
Li Lili asked curiously, "Okay."
"Help me get outside. My peach tree is in bloom. I can use the scenery to express my feelings."
With the help of the two, the Second Master came down to the peach tree outside. It was June, the season for peach blossoms, and the entire peach tree was covered with pink petals.
The second master held a bamboo flute and blew the first note gently, which showed his profound skill. The tone was full and clear, and the tune was gentle and miserable.
Li Yi also looked sideways, not realizing that the second uncle's flute was quite nice and had some real skills. Good music easily evokes people's memories, and he thought of a like-minded friend who liked to listen to his flute music the most at that time.
Li Lili next to him almost laughed out loud. Isn't this the recently released song "Ask the Sky"? Erye adapted the song he heard on the radio and said it was his own creation.
But Erye's adaptation is quite nice.
The song ended, and the last few notes disappeared.
The second uncle shook his head and said in a pretentious manner: "Alas, I am old, I am old, I can't even finish playing the music I made."
"Second Master is awesome." Li Lili gave him a thumbs up in support, praising the old man so much that his face turned red.
"Xingguo, what do you think?"
Erye turned his gaze to Li Yi, obviously wanting to hear the other party's praise.
“Great, great.”
Li Yi also nodded in praise, but his usual silence seemed a little perfunctory at this time. Li Lili thought that her cousin knew that the second master was making up stories, and she couldn't help but chuckle. The second master, who was so proud of himself, was even worse. He forcefully pushed the bamboo flute to Li Yi and shouted:
"Come here, come here!"
Li Yi looked at the old man with a glaring face and didn't know what he had done to offend him. He said, "I haven't played the flute for a long time."
About two thousand years ago.
"That's even more boastful! I, an old man, had high hopes for you back then." The Second Master was still unyielding. It was obvious that he still regarded himself as his father.
Li Lili didn't want to see Li Yi in trouble, so she patted Erye on the back and soothed him in a child-like tone: "Erye, Brother Yi really can't play the flute, so just let him go. Or you can teach me the song you created, I want to learn it."
"Isn't it Xingguo? But since you want to learn, I have a condition. You have to come to see me every two months."
Erye's expression looked slightly better, and just as he was about to take back the flute, a long flute sound rang out.
Turning around, I saw that Li Yi had already put the bamboo flute to his lips, and the sound changed with his fingers and blowing. The timbre was fuller and more quiet, and it was still the song "Heavenly Questions" played by Erye. It was obviously the same song, but the sound seemed to have some kind of magic, pulling them into another world.
The sound of the flute was clear and melodious, and the breeze rose and fell with the sound. The petals on the peach tree took advantage of the wind and fluttered in the mountains, surrounding the thin man in the white T-shirt.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed, and the tune also changed.
It is no longer a sad and tactful question about heaven, but more like an earth-shaking, battle-adventure song of iron cavalry.
The wind was howling, and the two peach blossoms were colliding in the air. Every time they collided, the sound of the flute became sharper and higher, as if there were real weapons colliding. The birds in the mountains fled from the treetops, and the chirping insects stopped making any sound.
The two seemed to see Li Yi standing on the top of a mountain, with swords flying towards him and countless figures attacking him. But when they blinked and looked again, the flying swords turned into peach trees, the mountains turned into peach flowers, and the enemies were just the shadows of the trees.
At the end of the song, the high-pitched flute sound returns to the sad and quiet tone of "Heavenly Questions".
Erye and Li Lili were stunned and speechless. They were experts in flute and naturally understood how wonderful the performance was.
"Let's call it Wenjian Tianque Mountain."
Li Yi returned the bamboo flute, saw that the sun was already high in the sky, picked up the basket and left leisurely.
I had braised pork trotters with soybeans for lunch today.
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