Qiu Yu never came to see Tang Miao again.
After the social gathering, Qiu Yu was obviously ordinary and plain in the piano store for a few days. A few days later, although he wanted to be arrogant again, he never confronted Tang Miao again.
Yu Yaya was quite satisfied with the change in Qiu Yu's attitude towards Tang Miao.
As for what happened at the social gathering, people only talked about it during the first few days. After a few days, everyone had new gossip to talk about and naturally forgot about it.
This incident did not have a big impact on Qiu Yu's future life, but the social death punishment of just a few days was enough for her. In this way, Qiu Yu may be arrogant in the future, but she should not dare to do anything that would embarrass others.
If she dared to do it, the other party wouldn't have to do anything. Just mentioning the fake bag would be enough to embarrass her.
After this incident, life in the piano store became normal again.
After Sang Zi's mother appointed Tang Miao as Sang Zi's piano teacher at the recommendation of the parents of Sang Zi's classmates, Sang Zi's mother Sang Qing recommended several other students who lived nearby to Tang Miao.
These students are all relatively young and, like Sang Zi, they all have to take exams and compete. Compared with other students who treat piano as a hobby, Tang Miao's teaching is much more systematic.
Her classes became more and more full with the increase of students, and finally, even the afternoon break was shortened. Under such high-intensity teaching, Tang Miao's fingers were tired and overworked, and the index finger of her right hand had become slightly stiff recently.
After class at noon, Yu Yaya ordered takeout and went to her piano classroom with Tang Miao to eat. While eating, Tang Miao looked down at her index finger and curled it. Yu Yaya was attracted by her action. She saw that Tang Miao was struggling to bend her finger, so she quickly took it and took a look.
"What's wrong?" Yu Yaya carefully pinched Tang Miao's fingers.
"Hiss." Tang Miao took a breath, and Yu Yaya quickly released her fingers.
"Does it hurt?" Yu Yaya said nervously.
"It doesn't hurt." Tang Miao looked at Yu Yaya's nervous expression, raised his head and smiled at her, "It's just a little swollen."
"I must be too tired lately." said Yu Yaya.
For example, when Tang Miao first came to the piano store, her lessons were normal. Later, she now has more lessons than these old piano teachers.
Although Yu Yaya sometimes teaches one-day classes, there will always be fewer classes on the first day. However, Tang Miao has too many students, so the number of classes has never decreased, and the intensity is the same every day.
A piano teacher's fingers are kept on the keys all the time, whether she is teaching or demonstrating, she has to keep playing. In this case, the fingers seem to be overly fatigued, or it may be tendinitis.
After Yu Yaya finished speaking, she stood up from the piano stool and said, "Wait for a moment, I'll give you a hot compress."
"Need not."
Before Tang Miao could finish his words, Yu Yaya had already left like the wind.
Looking at Yu Yaya's back as she left, Tang Miao lowered his head, smiled, and curled his fingers.
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Not long after, Yu Yaya came over with some hot compress.
Although Yu Yaya is young, she loves to keep healthy, and her hands are well maintained. She has a complete set of hot compresses and hot compress herbs, all of which she got from a Chinese medicine clinic.
After bringing the hot compress over, Yu Yaya skillfully applied it to Tang Miao. The heat mixed with the smell of herbs spread throughout the piano classroom, and the originally tense fingers slowly regained their flexibility under such a soothing hot compress.
"Okay." Tang Miao moved his index finger and said to Yu Yaya.
Seeing that Tang Miao's fingers had returned to normal, Yu Yaya breathed a sigh of relief, and then boasted about herself.
"Of course, don't you see whose work it is?"
Tang Miao followed her words and said with a smile, "Thank you, Dr. Yu."
"Okay, okay." Yu Yaya smiled with her eyes curved, and said, "I'll apply a compress to you when I have time at noon these few days. It should help a lot."
After saying this, Yu Yaya added: "But I think you still need to go to the hospital. Fingers are not something else, they are what we eat, so we must protect them well."
Yu Yaya gave caring instructions, and Tang Miao listened to her instructions and responded with a smile.
"knew."
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After Yu Yaya helped with the hot compress, Tang Miao's fingers really felt much better. The piano classroom was filled with the aroma of herbs from the hot compress, which was fresh and pleasant. Not long after, students came to class.
Tang Miao's fingers did feel much better after the hot compress. But when the afternoon class started, the comfort of his fingers disappeared with each piano playing, and the previous stiffness and numbness returned.
Tang Miao endured the numbness and stiffness and finished the afternoon and evening classes.
After the class, Tang Miao said goodbye to the students and parents. After the last class, the students and parents left, Tang Miao closed the piano cover, turned off the lights in the piano room and walked out.
When she was leaving, Qian Cheng also came out of the office. Seeing Tang Miao, Qian Cheng said "Hey", closed the door and said, "Class is over."
"Yeah." Tang Miao and Qian Cheng laughed, and then the two went downstairs together.
Although Qian Cheng is the owner of the music store, he is not necessarily the last one to leave. Most of the time he leaves at 7 or 8 pm, and after leaving, he either goes to play billiards or go to the bar, which is the beginning of his night life.
The two met at the door of Qian Cheng's office, and then walked downstairs together. While going downstairs, Qian Cheng glanced at Tang Miao and asked.
"What happened to your finger?"
Tang Miao is massaging the index finger of his right hand with his left hand.
Qian Cheng asked this question, Tang Miao looked down, loosened his kneading fingers, and said: "Nothing, just a little sore."
"If you play too much, your fingers will feel uncomfortable," Qian Cheng said. Although he is now an idle boss, he is also a music student who has practiced piano for many years, so he still has experience.
After saying this, Qian Cheng thought about Tang Miao's classes recently, which were indeed too many.
"If you really feel uncomfortable, remember to go to the hospital." Qian Cheng said. After that, Qian Cheng thought for a while and said, "If you want, you can take a few days off. I can talk to your parents about the class. Everything should be based on your health."
Compared with other music store owners, Qian Cheng is really a very humane boss.
After hearing his words, Tang Miao looked at him and felt a warm feeling in her heart. She nodded at him and said, "I see. Thank you, boss."
"Hey. What's there to thank me for?" Qian Cheng smiled indifferently, went downstairs, said something to Xiao Jiang, and left the music store.
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Tang Miao finished class relatively early today.
In the afternoon, she didn't have dinner because of the tight schedule. After leaving the piano store, Tang Miao took a taxi to the supermarket and bought some easy-to-make dinner ingredients. After buying them, Tang Miao returned to the community.
It was the same road back to the community as usual, and the community was still bustling at this time. Tang Miao walked through the bustling and familiar community, entered the lobby of the apartment building, and got on the elevator.
The elevator quickly reached the 16th floor and Tang Miao got off.
After getting off the elevator, she returned to her door and took out the keys from her bag.
Tang Miao took the key and started to open the door.
The index finger of my right hand was a little stiff when holding the key, which was a bit inconvenient. Because of the inconvenience, it took a little longer to open the door.
While using the key to open the door, Tang Miao glanced next door.
Tang Miao hasn't met He Xiao for several days.
Recently, because she was busy with work, He Xiao's time at home seemed irregular, and the two rarely met. And every time she came back, Tang Miao sometimes wanted to talk to He Xiao or invite her to have a meal at home. But when she wanted to knock on the door, she would wonder if He Xiao was resting.
Yu Yaya said that the last performance of "Whispering Past" was too long and there were too many shows, so they didn't perform on the way back this time. In addition to performing, He Xiao also has to write songs, so his work is still very busy.
He worked day and night and had no fixed sleeping time. If she knocked on the door to call him when he was resting, it would disturb him.
Thinking of this, Tang Miao did not knock on He Xiao's door again.
And she indeed hadn't seen He Xiao for a long time.
It seemed that they hadn't seen each other since the last time she bought a handful of candies and returned the canvas bag containing the candies to him.
And that time they met, she was the one who took the initiative to find him.
Sure enough, even if they were neighbors, one would not be able to see their daily routines unless they deliberately wanted to.
Tang Miao was thinking this as she was holding the key to open the door. Just as she was thinking this, there was a sound of unlocking from the door next door. The electronic lock made a "swish" sound of opening the door, and He Xiao's door was pushed open.
He Xiao appeared in front of her.
When the door of He Xiao's house was opened and He Xiao appeared in front of her, she didn't know whether it was because what she had thought in her heart came true, or because her secrets were exposed, or because He Xiao opened the door too suddenly. Anyway, the moment Tang Miao saw He Xiao, her hand holding the key trembled, and her index finger, which was not very flexible to begin with, did not catch the fallen key after shaking, and with a "clatter", the key fell at her feet.
"ah."
The crisp sound of the key falling to the ground finally made Tang Miao's eyes move towards He Xiao. She came to her senses, looked down at the key that fell at her feet and was about to pick it up. She was still holding a shopping bag in her other hand, and as she leaned over, the ingredients in the shopping bag fell to the ground. Before it fell to the ground, He Xiao picked it up.
Tang Miao stopped leaning forward and looked up at He Xiao.
He Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at her, then handed her the key.
"Thanks."
When Tang Miao met He Xiao's gaze, she came back to her senses. She moved her eyes, lowered her eyes and took the key from He Xiao's hand. The key made a slight collision sound when she took it in her hand again.
Holding the key, Tang Miao smiled at He Xiao and said, "We haven't seen each other for several days."
Holding the key in hand, Tang Miao and He Xiao began to exchange pleasantries between neighbors. In response to her greeting, He Xiao just glanced at her and responded.
"Um."
After responding, He Xiao glanced at the food in her hand and asked, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
When asked this question, Tang Miao also looked down at the food in his hand, smiled and said, "Yes, I get off work lately."
After that, Tang Miao asked He Xiao: "Have you eaten?"
After Tang Miao asked, he raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.
"I've eaten." He Xiao said.
After He Xiao finished speaking, Tang Miao's eyelashes fell, and then she nodded and said, "Yes, it's quite late."
The two of them exchanged a few words back and forth.
After that, it seemed like there was nothing more to talk about.
He Xiao was about to go out, but he happened to run into her, so he exchanged a few words with her. He didn't go out easily, and he probably had something to do. Thinking of this, Tang Miao didn't delay him any longer and smiled at him.
"Then go ahead and do your work. I should go home for dinner."
The woman said this with a smile and said goodbye to him.
After she finished speaking, He Xiao simply responded.
Just like that, the two of them walked further and further in opposite directions, one towards the elevator and the other towards home.
After He Xiao left, Tang Miao took out the key again. This time, she was not distracted. She looked at the keyhole and pushed the key in. The key was inserted into the lock with a smooth sound. Tang Miao twisted her fingers slightly, and the door of her house opened.
The moment the door opened, Tang Miao heard the voices of He Xiao and her behind her.
"I have a performance tomorrow."
After He Xiao finished speaking, Tang Miao turned around suddenly.
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