Chapter 243: , Shocking Yu Shuheng, The Last of the Mohicans (Please subscribe!)

After finishing the arrangement, Li Heng went to bed early for once, lying on the bed before 12 o'clock.

As he lay down, he was still thinking, hm? Professor Yu didn't knock on the door today, could it be that she wasn't in Lushan Village as Old Fu said?

As soon as this thought arose, a knock came from downstairs.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Dong dong dong!"

Damn it, I shouldn't have thought of this broken thing. In the middle of winter, it's not easy for me to take off and put on clothes. The tip of the bamboo shoot is frozen, and there's no 37-degree constant temperature to help warm it up.

Going downstairs reluctantly, the moment he pulled the door bolt, his face was filled with smiles. There was no accident, it was indeed Yu Shuheng outside.

"Professor."

"Mm, is Mai Sui here today?"

"She was pulled away by Sun Manning." Li Heng, who said this, took the initiative to step aside, regardless of whether she came in or not, he had to make a welcoming appearance.

Yu Shuheng pondered for a moment, turned around without a word, and walked towards Building 25 across the door.

Li Heng looked at her back and didn't move, thinking that Sister Chen was home, Professor Yu had no reason to be afraid.

But he thought wrong again. Yu Shuheng wandered around her own house, then came out again, holding a bottle of red wine in her left hand and two clean red wine glasses in her right hand.

Looking at each other, Li Heng understood and asked: "Sister Chen left?"

"Siya's family had a temporary incident, Old Fu accompanied her home," Yu Shuheng said.

Is that so? Li Heng looked at Building 24 diagonally across and found that the courtyard gate had a door lock across it, clearly locked from the outside.

Letting Professor Yu into the door, Li Heng closed the door casually. He didn't ask why she was still afraid?

Because this ghost pressing on the bed thing is quite evil. He once suffered from it and was a bit afraid of returning to his hometown.

The most terrifying time was: when he was about 13 years old, he was lying on the bed in the middle of the night. In his confusion, he seemed to see a black shadow floating in from the window, coming straight to the bedside, and then the next second he couldn't speak or move, but his consciousness was particularly clear, and his forehead and neck were sweating.

In fact, when recalling this incident, he still hasn't figured out whether it was an illusion or a dream? Anyway, he was so scared that he didn't eat much for two days. There was no way, finally, he was dragged by his mother to believe in a superstition, and the shaman asked him to eat a pig's heart.

How to eat this thing?

That is, boil the pig's heart until cooked, without putting any seasoning, not even salt, boil it with clear water, and don't cut it into pieces, just gnaw it in your hand.

At the first bite, he wanted to vomit.

At the second bite, he really vomited.

Before the third bite was finished, the pig's heart was thrown away by him, and he was even chased and beaten by Comrade Tian Run'e.

This was the shadow of his childhood.

It wasn't until he grew up that he realized that many people have the phenomenon of ghost pressing on the bed. As for the reason, everyone has their own way, and it's all kinds of things.

Yu Shuheng was dressed particularly elegantly today, with a head of long hair casually tied up and coiled on her head.

Between going upstairs one after another, Li Heng looked at her carefully for the first time from behind and felt that this green outfit with this hairstyle, plus the thick scholarly atmosphere, was very moist.

Only one point, Professor Yu was still that Professor Yu, the person was too cold. It belonged to the situation where if she didn't speak, others wouldn't be easy to talk to.

Stepping on the wooden stairs, the two went upstairs in a slight creaking sound.

She looked around at the top of the stairs and asked him: "Li Heng, are you sleepy now?"

He wasn't sleepy, Li Heng replied: "It's okay."

Hearing this, Yu Shuheng came to the coffee table and sat on the sofa casually, smiling at him:

"I'm craving wine today, accompany me to drink some."

"Fine."

Li Heng walked over and sat on the single-sided sofa with a thud.

The red wine seemed to have been loosened. Putting the two wine glasses on the coffee table, she poured them elegantly, then handed one to him, and picked up one herself.

She didn't speak, signaled Li Heng to clink glasses, and then drank it in small sips.

Was there something on her mind? He guessed like this, but didn't ask, accompanying her slowly.

At this time, the night was deep, and everyone was asleep. Except for the occasional collision of wine glasses, there was basically only their own breathing sounds, which was terrifyingly quiet.

After one glass of wine, neither of them communicated.

After two glasses, it was the same.

Until the third glass, when half of it was drunk, Yu Shuheng suddenly opened her mouth: "Can I ask you a question?"

Li Heng said: "Professor, you say."

Yu Shuheng's gaze, which had always been scattered, gathered instantly, projecting onto his face: "How was 'The Original Landscape of Hometown' created?"

Hm?

Why ask this question?

Remembering that he had explained it roughly before, could it be that she didn't believe it?

Li Heng's face was thick, he didn't change his words, and said as usual: "The scattered tunes have been stored in my mind for many years, and only after time accumulated did they have the current appearance."

Yu Shuheng smiled elegantly, turning the wine glass in her hand and saying: "I asked friends at home and abroad to look for it, but there is no trace at all.

To be honest, at first I maintained a skeptical attitude. Your clay flute level can only be considered okay, but there is still a long way to go from reaching the peak.

My first thought at the time was that it was impossible for you to create such a powerful piece of music."

After listening, Li Heng didn't say a word, went into the study, took out an erhu, and played "The Original Landscape of Hometown" in front of her.

After playing, he asked calmly: "Professor, what do you think of my erhu level?"

Yu Shuheng stared at him, wanting to speak but stopping.

If his clay flute level was average, then his erhu attainment was undoubtedly extremely high.

Seeing this, Li Heng closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and said to her: "I have another one here, Professor, listen to this."

With that, he began to play the world-famous song "The Last of the Mohicans" with the erhu.

As the strings moved, the living room was instantly rendered with an atmosphere of desolation, helplessness, and despair. The wonderful melody hit the soul directly, and even Yu Shuheng, who had seen the world, was shocked at this moment...

3 minutes and 50 seconds passed, Li Heng opened his eyes and looked at the woman on his right.

At this time, Yu Shuheng no longer had her previous demeanor, staring at the red wine in the glass, immersed in the music for a long time without coming back to her senses...

Finally, she raised her head with difficulty: "What is the name of this song?"

Looking at each other, Li Heng said softly: "It's called 'Distrust'."

Hearing this, Yu Shuheng's lips opened slightly, then closed again. After half a day of quiet, she slowly stood up and turned to walk towards the stairwell.

Then came a sound of footsteps going downstairs.

Yo, was she angered away? Li Heng blinked, put down the erhu, and followed downstairs. He didn't persuade her, he was just going to close the door.

However, he clearly thought wrongly. This woman was because the red wine was finished, so she ran home to get a bottle of Maotai. At the same time, she didn't forget to change two new wine glasses.

Li Heng stood at the door, "Drink white?"

"Red wine is not satisfying enough," she said lightly, but her eyes were fixed on his eyes.

Li Heng: "..."

Can't tell, such a cold and elegant scholarly imperial sister is actually a hidden alcoholic.

Closing the door, returning to the second floor.

Same old rule, she poured two glasses of white wine, handed one to him, and she picked up the one in her hand and drank it all in one gulp without a sound.

A glass of white wine, she drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, she didn't explain, poured the empty glass full by herself, and then stood there looking at him.

He didn't move, she didn't move either.

After a stalemate, Li Heng understood. This teacher was apologizing for her previous doubting behavior.

Being questioned, he could get angry and get another world-famous song to slap her in the face, but as a man, he couldn't be petty when facing an apology.

Li Heng revealed his neat, white teeth, smiled very sunnily, took the initiative to clink glasses with her, and took a big sip first.

Her gaze stayed on his face for a while, Yu Shuheng followed with a big sip, the amount she drank was about the same as his, and then she sat elegantly on the sofa.

Li Heng also sat down, brought up the topic and said: "This piece of music was created when I occasionally had feelings while reading materials about European and American colonists invading the Mohicans in America.

Originally I wanted to call it 'The Last of the Mohicans', but I felt the color was too strong, so I later changed the name to 'Desolation'."

Yu Shuheng hooked her hair behind her ear, thought seriously for a while and said: "The name of a song is very important, 'The Last of the Mohicans' is quite good."

Li Heng was just asking tentatively. Getting her support, he was very gratified.

With a glass of white wine as a buffer, the atmosphere between the two gradually improved.

After more than ten minutes of conversation, Yu Shuheng looked at him carefully from close range for the first time, and finally sighed meaningfully:

"No wonder you are so liked by women, you really have talent."

With one sentence, she recognized Li Heng's originality. And recognized his super talent in musical attainment.

Because for god-level songs like "The Original Landscape of Hometown" and "The Last of the Mohicans," one might be accidental, but once two come out, all doubts must roll away. Including the knowledgeable Professor Yu, who had a great family background.

Not to mention, Li Heng powerfully proved himself with the erhu!

Those who play music all understand the principle of one-pass-all-pass. A song can be played by erhu, and other instruments can also play very good effects.

It's just the difference in which instrument is the most suitable?

Clearly, Yu Shuheng automatically filled in a picture: that was, Li Heng originally created it with the erhu, and was inspired after listening to her clay flute playing, so he changed to the clay flute at the school's welcome party.

But I have to admire his sharpness. As far as "The Original Landscape of Hometown" is concerned, the clay flute is undoubtedly the most perfect.

Facing such a profound question from the teacher, Li Heng pretended not to understand, smiled, and clinked glasses with her again.

If wine can shorten the distance, then the super terrifying musical talent Li Heng showed tonight completely made Yu Shuheng look at him with new eyes. The two said more words in one night than in the past three months.

However, it might be because the first glass of white wine was drunk too fast and too fiercely, or it might be the chemical reaction of red wine plus white wine, but Yu Shuheng's white and bright face still gradually changed. The blush climbed up quietly, like red azaleas taking root and sprouting on her face.

With more than half a glass of white wine in her stomach, Li Heng was actually 70% drunk, and his hands and feet were a bit disobedient. Fortunately, there was still a trace of clarity in his consciousness, but since it had reached this level, he didn't shrink back, and said with a biting tongue: "I'll accompany the gentleman to the end."

"Then accompany me home to get wine."

"You're really drinking!"

"Drink."

The two got up and walked towards the stairwell. At first, it was okay. Although the pace was slow, she was still steady. But when she walked to the corner of the stairs, her body suddenly swayed, almost falling. Fortunately, Li Heng was quick-eyed and quick-handed to support her arm.

"Professor, why don't you stop drinking?" Li Heng said.

Yu Shuheng didn't speak, just turned her head to look at his eyes, looking steadily.

After a stalemate for a while, Li Heng changed his words and said: "There are two bottles of unfinished beer at home, I'll go get them, let's drink one bottle each, and sleep after drinking."

Actually, there was half a dozen beer left at home, all bought by Mai Sui and Sun Manning riding bicycles. But he didn't dare to tell the whole truth, clearly this woman and himself were both at the critical point of drunkenness.

Yu Shuheng looked at him for a while and agreed.

Leaving her in place, Li Heng touched the wall and went downstairs to the first floor, turned on the light, and went to the kitchen corner to find wine.

1, 2, 3...

Counting, there were 7 bottles left, he really only took two bottles.

When he returned to the corner of the stairs, Professor Yu was no longer there, but had slowly returned to the sofa on the second floor.

Biting open the beer cap, Li Heng handed her a bottle, "That's all there is, it's all here."

"Mm," Yu Shuheng took the beer, clinked it with him with a duang sound, and then drank it like that.

For the first time, he saw boldness on the graceful figure with a thick scholarly atmosphere.

Following her example, Li Heng also followed the bottle, but he reached the point and didn't have the ability to finish it in one go, and it was difficult to finish it in three times.

After drinking, he shook the empty beer bottle and asked dizzyly: "Do you have something on your mind today?"

"No, no, I just want to drink." Sure enough, as Li Heng expected, red, white, plus beer, she also exceeded the limit, and her speech lost its usual agility.

Putting down the beer bottle, Yu Shuheng tried to walk to the secondary bedroom by herself, but before taking three steps, her figure swayed violently. At this time, she didn't persist anymore, grabbed a corner of the sofa with her right hand and stood barely, saying slowly:

"Li Heng, help me to the room."

"Oh, okay."

He really wanted to say, you help me, I can't stand steady myself. But he still bit his tongue, forced his spirit to walk over, supported her with both hands, and moved into the secondary bedroom door.

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I'm also curious what Li Heng's parents are like, to be able to raise such an outstanding son.

There were three dishes; she brought over a plate of braised pork ribs, and Li Heng went upstairs carrying the water spinach and tiger skin green peppers.

The atmosphere was already set, and the drinking snacks were ready, so neither of them asked the question of whether the other could still hold their liquor.

It was just one word: just drink, that's all there is to it!!!

The Maotai on the coffee table was a 500ml bottle; the two of them had already finished three cups, and there was a little more than half a bottle left.

As Yu Shuheng poured the wine, she said, "I haven't drunk freely like this for many years; I'll make an exception tonight."

He said, "Come, cheers."

Yu Shuheng smiled slightly, and their glasses clinked together.

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I'm not feeling well today; I fell asleep while sitting, three or four times already, hmm...

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