Shen Xinyu smiled and shook his head and thought, "No, about three years."
If you don’t count the time difference when you come back from rebirth, it will be two years. I met the old gentleman in the back yard in my previous life.
Poria cocos heard that it almost spewed out the water in its mouth for three years?
How talented it is to develop such a skilled foundation in three years …
See he seems to be some doubt Shen Xinyu frowning brows without explanation.
Is three years short?
How to live it? If you are in heaven, three years will feel like one day. If you are in hell, the pain will be like a generation every day.
And those three years were like a generation of pain for her, filling all the memories of her past life, and even now she doesn’t know how much it takes before she can slowly forget those.
"Idiot, haven’t you heard that diligence makes perfect?"
Just when two people were silent, a lazy sound suddenly came across.
Shen Xinyu looked up in surprise.
I don’t know when there was a man in front of the recording studio. I don’t know exactly that he was leaning against the wall opposite them. It was about one meter tall and similar to Tang Shiyan. His facial features were very three-dimensional and he was very young. He had thick black hair and stood on his head dishonestly, looking at Shen Xinyu with his eyes half open.
The first thing that tuckahoe gets up when he sees people is to know each other "how did you come here?"
"Chat" The man opposite now withdrew his eyes and got up and walked towards the sofa. When his long legs stretched out, he just sat there lazily as if he hadn’t woken up.
"Didn’t you go to the set?" Poria walked over and he got a glass of water.
See two people talking about Shen Xinyu putting away the erhu and going back.
"She spoke to me when she was filming, so I came and looked around," said the long-legged man sitting on the sofa, raising his eyelids and looking at Shen Xinyu, who was ready to go.
"You wait"
Shen Xinyu was wearing a coat when she heard that she turned around and said, "Are you calling me?"
The man nodded deeply and his eyes were still half open, holding the bar in one hand.
Poria cocos said with a smile, "Shen, this is the stage name of our team musician Dendrobium Shao, but we all call him Cao Shao and he is also a part-time worker."
Although it is a part-time job, Shen Xinyu feels that this person’s identity should be unusual by looking at the respectful attitude of Poria cocos, and the name Dendrobium Shao is also familiar to her.
"Hello"
After greeting Poria, Shen Xinyu introduced to the men around her that "this girl is our newly signed erhu musician."
The man with less grass nodded, and his sleepy eyes stared at Shen Xinyu. There seemed to be inquiry in his eyes.
Shen Xinyu is not white. What does he mean? When he looked at himself, he also looked up and looked back. He found that this person’s facial features are quite pleasing to the eye. The red lips are not thin or thick, and the straight nose is two rows of thick eyelashes, which are close to Tang Shiyan’s face value.
Shen Xinyu found that although the man was looking at her, his eyes were distracted.
"If nothing happens, I will go back." Shen Xinyu woke up out of courtesy.
"where did you learn erhu?"
After a long time, the man finally said
Shen Xinyu didn’t expect that he was going to ask this question. He was slightly stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "I taught myself."
The man twisted his eyebrows and laughed at it.
Shen Xinyu’s eyes blink. The original owner has never studied erhu. She can say that.
"You talk first and I’ll take a message." Poria felt that the gentleman was not in the right mood today and made an excuse to go out.
Shen Xinyu also doesn’t want to stay long, bow his head and button his coat to get ready to leave.
Section 161
The man who was called grass less did not move, but his eyes fell on the girl’s hand.
Ten fingers are white, tender, slender and curvy, and a few fingertips have a thin cocoon because they often play erhu.
The man looked at it for a while and then screwed the eyebrow again and pulled the other hand.
Shen Xinyu was shocked, took a step back, pulled back his hand and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Is it a new cocoon?" A man doesn’t feel like he’s done something. Two thick eyebrows are twisted together, which seems to be an unexplained problem.
That doesn’t make sense.
"What’s the problem?" Shen Xinyu put his hand behind his back and asked calmly.
And the body has already started up in a cold sweat. Yes, there is a problem.
But she seems to have ignored this problem all the time. Now she has been practicing the erhu level for three years, and some people believe it. But if you look at her hand again, the problem will be big. Erhu, a stringed instrument, is not like other instruments, which can be fingered. It requires fingertip sensitivity, and the left hand will generally grind thick cocoons, and the longer it takes, the thicker the cocoons will become.
But now she has two months of new cocoons on her hands.
And the more I think about it, the more I feel scared. A person who has just known it for a few seconds has discovered it. Does Tang Shiyan have any doubts?