Sir?
Accept a student's greeting?
What... what's going on?
It happened suddenly, and no one knew what it meant.
Who is Xue Zhixiang?
One of the "Seven Beauties of Jiangnan", she is well-known and a descendant of a famous family. She studied under the president of the Hanlin Academy and is an authentic scholar of Chinese studies. Her grandfather is the leader of the current literary world.
She has many halos at a young age. She is arrogant and humble to everyone, but she is an extremely unruly woman in her heart. She often says, "I was born before you were born, and you were born when I was old." This is a sad and miserable expression of love, but in her heart it is a side portrait of no man in the world who can catch her eye.
When has such a woman ever given such a great gift to anyone? When has she ever called herself a student?
But just now, Xue Zhixiang was so excited that she was a little incoherent, and the excitement hidden in her heart was obvious. Moreover, the etiquette just now was obviously a man's great respect for his teacher, so why would Zhixiang bow like that?
Either she respected him extremely much, or she was so excited that she lost her mind.
Now she was completely confused.
Xia Shang didn't know what was going on either?
Jiangnan couldn't bear it any longer, and hurried to support her: "Sister, what do you mean?"
Zhixiang's pretty face flushed with excitement, and she smiled: "It turns out that my sister's teacher is Mr. Xia Chunqiu Xia! There is no need to compete in the first match, Zhixiang voluntarily admits defeat."
"Ah?!"
Another uproar.
"Why is that? My sister's piano skills are outstanding, and it can be said that they are unparalleled in the world. No matter how capable he is, he is not necessarily better than my sister. Why do you want to admit defeat?"
"Most of you sisters are in your boudoirs and don't hear about external affairs. But you don't know what happened in Yichun Courtyard half a month ago."
"Yichun Courtyard? Isn't it a place of fireworks? Why do we know those things?"
"Although it is a place of fireworks, it also has elegant times. I heard that Miss Xian'er from Yichun Courtyard met friends with piano. When the guests were in high spirits, someone said that Miss Xian'er didn't know piano."
"Then what?"
Zhixiang smiled and looked at Xia Shang: "That person said that Wutong Qin should be a gentleman's piano, open and honest, with ups and downs, and should not be sad and graceful, dragging and dragging. . The right zither and the right person should be lifelong companions, playing at will, not afraid of dull sounds, not afraid of lost thoughts, a pluck of the strings, a sound, a piece of fairy music is natural. "
Everyone was confused, but Zhixiang was trapped in memories, looking at Xia Shang and continuing:
"Zhixiang still remembers the line 'the sound of the zither is mixed, the big and small pearls fall on the jade plate'. I wonder how much one must know about the sound of the zither to have such a wonderful description. And the sigh of 'I have acquaintances all over the world, but I have no close friends', how deep must one's understanding of the zither be to be able to express the sadness of the zither? Sir, is Zhixiang right?"
Xia Shang rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed, after all, it was not his own work, but who knows these days?
"Miss, you are too kind. I was just being casual."
"It's ok to be so casual. If you take it seriously, I wonder what kind of shocking remarks you will make. To be honest, Zhixiang is also a person who loves and understands the piano. I can relate to what you said. Although your act of smashing the piano was reckless, it can be seen that you are upright and honest. You are a true gentleman. Regardless of the outcome today, Zhixiang is willing to recognize you as my teacher!"
"Sister Zhixiang, what are you doing?" Sai Jiangnan was anxious and hurriedly pulled Zhixiang aside. "Sister, today we agreed to establish my sister's authority. Why are you still worshipping me?" Master? Sister, I remind you that the guy is not a good guy. He looks gentle and weak on the surface, but he is actually full of bad water and a big liar. You can't trust his words. "
"Sister, there is no need to say more. Sister knows her own limits. Mr. Xia's words that day are seen by the world. Just based on Mr. Xia's words, I can never compare with his piano skills. Today, I can play like this, all thanks to Mr. Xia's words that the right person should match the piano, different pianos should use different techniques, and choose different piano music. This test convinced me. "
Since Sister Zhixiang said so, there is nothing to argue about the result.
It's just that this big liar won a game by doing everything, which is really annoying!
"Forget it! The next one is chess skills!"
Chess, calligraphy and painting, chess is behind piano, which shows the status of chess in the hearts of ancient people.
The popularity of Go in ancient times is comparable to modern electronic games. It can be said that it is one of the few games that ancient people never get tired of playing.
It is also said that watching chess is like watching people.
The level of chess skills also determines a person's status in a group to a certain extent, and can even be a standard for judging a person's character.
In the upper class of Dahua, it can be said that no one does not know how to play chess, whether it is between besties, lovers, or old friends reuniting... Finding a quiet place and playing a game of chess is a perfect meeting.
Knowing Mr. Xia's identity, Zhixiang became more interested. She first sat cross-legged in front of the chessboard, thinking that it was a good opportunity to use the chess game to test Mr. Xia's character and chess style.
Let's talk about Xia Shang.
Among the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, the music is the weakest, knowing only some theories but not practicing.
But Go is different. Xia Shang is a senior amateur player of the fifth dan.
Modern research on Go is much more profound than that in ancient times. Needless to say, even if Zhixiang is a contemporary national player, she cannot be Xia Shang's opponent.
Xia Shang was determined in his heart and went to the chessboard and sat opposite Zhixiang.
"Sir, are you going to play black or white?"
Xia Shang did not answer, looking at the chessboard as if thinking about something.
Suddenly, Xia Shang grabbed a few white pieces and placed them on the four star positions on the chessboard without saying a word.
"Sir, what do you mean?" Zhixiang was confused.
Xia Shang smiled faintly: "Since you call me sir, I can't bully my students. To be honest, my chess skills can change the color of the sky and the earth, and turn the galaxy upside down. Even I am afraid of my full strength. So, it's not too much to let the girl play four pieces."
"What? Let me play four pieces!"
The girls behind him screamed.
Isn't this a joke? Letting four pieces in Go is like letting the opponent run 50 meters in a 100-meter race.
Four star positions, the most important four positions in Go, are all given to the opponent at the beginning. This disadvantage is too great!
"Sir, you are underestimating Zhixiang, aren't you? Although Zhixiang is not a national master, she claims to be no ordinary player. Even if she faces a national master, the opponent dare not let her win with four pieces. Please start fairly."
"No problem, no problem!" Xia Shang shook his head and looked at Sai Jiangnan, "My student insists on testing my ability as a teacher. If I don't show enough ability, how can I convince her? Miss Zhixiang, I'm going to make a move."
"Pah..."
A move fell, and the upper right corner was hung.
Zhixiang frowned, feeling a little unhappy. It was the first time she was looked down upon by someone. She was so stubborn that she thought she would just not make a move.
At this time, Sai Jiangnan encouraged from behind: "Sister, play with him! Let's see how arrogant he is! This guy is too arrogant, we are all waiting for you to teach him a lesson. Win this game first, then a fair game."
"That's right! To prove yourself, you have to win this game first!"
After thinking about it, Zhixiang raised her hand to pick up the spoon...