Chapter 303 Men's Thoughtfulness

In fact, in Su Yurou's diary, besides the "Mr. Chen, thank you", there are many amazing contents.

But these messages can only be divided into two categories, the first category is insulting Su Wan for being shameless, the second category is the love-hate relationship with Gu Zihang, the old relationship is unforgettable, and he blames why he didn't come to him.

There is no need to report these trivial and resentful text messages to Jiang Xuecheng.

Holding the phone, Jiang Xuecheng kept thinking about whether there were any famous people in S city whose surname was Chen, or whose nickname was related to Chen.

The surname Chen is too rare. If there is such a number one person in S city, Jiang Xuecheng is confident that he will not forget it.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have any orders?"

Jiang Xuecheng recovered from his reverie, his phoenix pupils narrowed, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes.

"This incident has worked hard for you. Mr. Chen, you should pay more attention to it in the future. First, go and find out if there is anyone related to the word Chen in S City."

Jiang Xuecheng hung up the phone, and he sat quietly on the office chair, his mind lost in deep thought.

In any case, this Mr. Chen is no longer as mysterious as before. Now that he knows the name of the other party, this clue can definitely continue to be dug deeper.

Mr. Chen?

The person who tried to surround himself and Tang Yifeng in March should be this Mr. Chen...

Jiang Xuecheng thought that he was indeed a bit frivolous in his behavior, but it was not enough to offend anyone.

And with his background, in Kyushu, who would not figure out how to fight against him?

Such a mysterious figure really deserved his attention.

...

In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

Su Wan nestled under the quilt, sleeping soundly. She slowly turned over, and suddenly felt that there was nothing beside her, and she couldn't touch anything.

Half asleep and half awake, Su Wan slowly opened her eyes. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and found that the side was really empty.

Su Wan yawned, today is Saturday, Jiang Xuecheng would not wake up so early...

Just when Su Wan wanted to go back to sleep, her body jerked violently, and several messages flashed in her mind.

——Jiang Xuecheng went to City B, and has been away for the past two days.

The guqin teacher that Jiang Xuecheng hired for himself will come over at nine o'clock in the morning!

She has to clean up herself and the piano room quickly!

Su Wan suddenly jumped out of the quilt, she tidied herself up as fast as she could, and when she went to the living room, she suddenly found that Jiang Xuecheng had left her a small note.

"I made porridge with scallops and ginkgo, and it's on the table. Remember to drink it early."

This man is too considerate...

A faint smile appeared on Su Wan's beautiful and delicate face. She took off the note and began to appreciate Jiang Xuecheng's words.

It has to be said that Jiang Xuecheng's handwriting is good, and there is a certain pride in his insanity, which makes people can't help but wonder what the owner of this handwriting should look like.

Su Wan put away her smile and thought very seriously. When the New Year comes, she must encourage Jiang Xuecheng to write Spring Festival couplets!

Put his masterpiece in front of the door, not only has a festive atmosphere, but also has the warmth of home!

Su Wan walked towards the golden nanmu table, picked up the bowl of porridge and took a sip.

The porridge was warm, and the porcelain bowl seemed to still have the warmth of that man.

A faint sweetness flowed from Su Wan's heart, she smiled slightly, and then slowly drank the bowl of porridge completely.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Su Wan heard a few unhurried doorbells outside the door.

The teacher came on time!

Su Wan stuttered her tongue, then hurriedly ran to the entrance, and when she opened the door, she suddenly felt an unusually serious aura.

After raising her eyes slightly, a white-haired figure immediately appeared in Su Wan's sight.

The other party was wearing a modified light-colored Tang suit. She looked to be in her sixties, and the cracks on the dry land had already climbed up her face.

Although Sun Yue's appearance was vicissitudes, her eyes were extremely clear. She could not be said to be kind, but she had a special temperament.

This old lady is none other than Sun Yue, the luthier that Jiang Xuecheng invited for Su Wan.

Su Wan had searched the other party's resume before, and was really taken aback when she saw the long list of compliments on it.

In any case, Su Wan respected an old man who carried forward the classical art from the bottom of his heart.

Su Wan bowed her head respectfully, and called softly, "Mr. Sun, hello, I'm Su Wan."

From today onwards, she is considered to be Sun Yue's disciple, so it is normal to call her a teacher.

Sun Yue nodded silently, as an acknowledgment of Su Wan's identity.

Sun Yue walked in quickly as if entering her own house. If ordinary people came to Jiang Xuecheng's house, they would definitely have to look around.

But the old lady was unmoved at all. She didn't even look at the surrounding decorations, and ran directly to today's topic.

"I heard that you bought Feng Qiwu?"

After all, he is a person who loves the piano. Although his tone is calm, Su Wan can still see the fanaticism and obsession with the famous piano from the other person's eyes.

Seeing Sun Yue's appearance, Su Wan suddenly thought of her grandfather Xie Changfeng. Speaking of which, isn't her grandfather also obsessed with Chinese painting?

Probably all art lovers have something in common.

Su Wan smiled slightly, probably because of her grandfather, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy with this old grandma.

"Yes, it's in the piano room on the third floor. Shall I go and have a look with you?"

Sun Yue immediately agreed to Su Wan's proposal, and when she got to the piano room, Sun Yue saw the Feng Qiwu on the wall at a glance.

She couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart anymore, she couldn't help walking forward, stretched out her hand cautiously, and touched the strings lightly.

A low, clear and overtone sounded in the piano room.

Sun Yue stared at the qin obsessively, and sighed to herself: "Good qin!"

Apart from these two words, she didn't even know what else to express her praise for this piano.

Fengqiwu, as a royal property of the Northern Song Dynasty, is extremely finely crafted. Although the phoenix tree on the upper panel and the catalpa on the lower panel are old, the timbre is still warm and beautiful.

Sun Yue glanced at Su Wan indifferently: "Can I use Feng Qiwu to teach?"

Su Wan almost burst out laughing when she saw the old lady's expression of being overjoyed and trying to suppress it forcibly.

She pursed her lips slightly and nodded narrowly: "Of course."

...

This first class went by very quickly. Su Wan originally thought that learning Guqin would be boring, but it was actually much more interesting than expected.

Because Su Wan was a beginner, Sun Yue taught her the basic fingering first, and asked her to learn how to read modern piano scores, as well as some common sense about the maintenance of guqin.

When Sun Yue left, she also told Su Wan to set aside at least half an hour every day to practice the piano.

Su Wan stroked the strings with her hand, thinking in her heart, when will she be able to play the first piece?

Sun Yue had previously praised her for her talent in learning the piano, but she didn't know whether it was comfort or the truth.

Just as Su Wan was in a daze, she suddenly heard her cell phone ringing. She slowly stood up and picked up the cell phone not far away.

It was actually a text message from Lin Fei'er!