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His master was a man of around forty years of age, holding an ancient zither. He wore a blue robe, which added a body of sadness to his plain white robe.

"Greetings, young lady. Could you tell me if you know the rhythm before? " His Master asked humbly.

"Uh, I don't know how to do that. Master, you have to start teaching from the beginning." Actually, I know a bit about modern music, but the ancient music, please forgive me.

So the master began to explain to me from the very basics, one moment the five sound palace, the merchant, the horn, the contestant, the feather, the next what twelve-law system: yellow bell, Dahu, too cluster, the clock, the washing-up, Zhonglu, Ran Bin, Lin Zhong, Yi, Nanyu, no shot, the bell, and after a while the five sound once again became the seven sound palace, the merchant, the horn, the change, the sign, the feather, the change palace. It sounds like I'm the top two.

After a long time, when I thought I was about to fall asleep, Master finally ended his long lecture.

"Miss, how much did you understand from what I just said?"

Looking at how excited my master was, sweat was already dripping down my forehead. It was too embarrassing to say that I didn't understand at all.

"Mhmm, I know about it."

"That's fine, please have a look, miss." Then he played a few notes on his zither and taught me finger techniques. He gave me a score for me to study myself.

Although my master brought me in to cultivate and relied on me personally, isn't this way too much of a genius?

Alright, I don't believe that a rookie like me won't be able to deal with this zither!

So I began my career as a guzheng player.

Hmm, it looks like it. And then, it's this one.

He inadvertently looked up and saw his Master carrying a cup of tea. His face had turned purple.

Eh? So Master is not feeling well? How about such a dedicated master, even giving me lessons when I'm ill? Un, I want to play well and not disappoint his expectations. So the room was sometimes like the sharp high-pitched sound of an emergency brake, and then a heavy bass that never stopped.

"Uh, miss, I'm going to the kitchen to see if there are any snacks." After saying that, Qiuju ran off without waiting for my reply. Was this girl that hungry? Forget it, continue playing.

"Cough cough, this lady is naturally intelligent, this lowly one won't be able to teach you. Forgive this lowly one for taking his leave first. " While I was immersed in playing the beautiful zither music, Master suddenly said this sentence. When I raised my head, all I could see was the back of my master leaving in a hurry. I used a high-pitched voice to hit him, causing him to stumble and fall down. Not caring about the pain, as if there was something behind him, he got up and left.

Looks like this master's mental fortitude isn't bad. I thought that he would run away the moment I hit him, but who would have thought that it would take more than an hour.

Not long after, Mama Li came. She shook her head at me helplessly and told me to go down and rest. Just to get a dance master for me.

The next day, the dance master came. She looked at me and said that although her figure had already been set, she could still do some things after diligent training.

So I began my ancient dance studies. My Master's body is like a swallow's, light and agile, and her dance is beautiful, but when I jump she's as heavy as an elephant, so my hands and feet are all wrong. One of his hands and one of his feet. After a while, he failed to stand firmly on the ground. It was truly a tragic word.

Finally, on the third day of my fall, the dance master also said that the boy could not be taught and left me.

I dragged my body through the back garden, ready to return to the autumn chrysanthemum pavilion, when a group of ladies passed by and called me over …