Su Liu'er couldn't help but stop laughing and said to Jing Qingrong, "Qingrong, how about you show us what you can do? Choose between playing the piano or painting? Otherwise, I think they'll be bored to death."
Jing Qingrong naturally agreed. Since Su Liuer wanted to see him, he had to do his best.
Qingfeng looked at Su Liuer with displeasure. Su Liuer was a little confused. What did she do wrong?
Jing Qingrong had already sat down behind the piano table.
Su Liuer said to everyone, "It's a rare opportunity to hear Master Jing play the piano. Hurry up and find a seat. Listen carefully. This opportunity is rare. If you miss it, you may not get it again."
After saying this, Su Liuer received another cold look from Qingfeng.
Su Liu'er was puzzled. Was she wrong again? Wasn't she praising his son? Was there something wrong with that?
Mo Hu in the space couldn't bear it anymore.
Wu Yu said, "You also know that this is a respected young master, so why do you let him play the piano for you, a village woman? Don't you see what status this young master has, and what status you guys have?"
Su Liuer: ...
If that's the case, then she really deserves a beating.
But now Jing Qingrong is ready to start. If she asks people to stop playing, won’t she deserve a beating?
Mo Hu: "Yeah, so just listen to me. Don't do it again. Don't embarrass me in public."
Su Liuer rolled her eyes in her heart. She was not a stranger and had been careless for a moment.
At this time.
Jing Qingrong struck the first note and began his playing.
Su Liuer didn't want to be glared at by Qingfeng again, so she put down the charcoal pencil in her hand and listened to the performance seriously and attentively.
She listened and listened.
I feel a little confused.
This is played very well, like the sound of flowing water in the mountains, the music is beautiful, and every tune is accurate.
But the point is - she is tone-deaf!
Su Liuer was really confused. When would she be able to reach this level of appreciation?
She frowned slightly, and the more she listened, the more confused she became.
No way.
Is it because of Liu'er?
She hurriedly asked Mo Hu, "Is it because I'm using this body now that I can do everything Liu'er used to do?"
Mo Hu, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and glanced at Su Liuer outside the space with disgust.
Lazily asked back, "Why else do you think you can cook? What the hell could you cook before?"
Su Liuer: ...That’s true.
Looking back now, it's true that she can now do some things that she couldn't do before, such as cooking, combing her hair into a bun, and writing traditional Chinese characters fluently. Although she had practiced calligraphy before, she wrote in simplified Chinese, and her writing level is indeed not comparable to what she does now.
All this is because Liu'er knew how to do it before, before she lost her memory.
Su Liuer looked down at her hands.
Her fingers were green and jade-like, slender and soft, but there were two or three fresh scratches on them, which were caused by her making the bread oven in the morning.
But her body has a strong ability to recover now, and she may be healed tomorrow. The scars on her body are almost invisible now, with only one or two deep marks left.
This was the additional effect that Mo Hu sometimes had when he channeled spiritual energy into her.
The point is, at this moment, Su Liuer was listening to the music played by Jing Qingrong and looking at her own hands, and the method of playing actually appeared in her mind!
That is to say.
Let her play it and she can!
Holy crap.
She suddenly became a talented woman???
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