Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 314: The teacher will surely cultivate you into a new music star!

Chapter 314: Chapter 314: The teacher will surely cultivate you into a new music star!

After chatting with Zhou Wenshu for a bit, Jiang Li called Jiang Shixu over.

With a stranger present, Xiao Shixu immediately became tense again and nervously hid behind Jiang Li, clutching the hem of her clothes.

Zhou Wenshu curiously sized up the little boy behind Jiang Li.

"Is this your brother?"

"Yes," Jiang Li said, "I’ll need your help with him in the future."

Zhou Wenshu couldn’t help it and took another look at the boy.

It had to be said, the Jiang family’s genes were impressive, even the boys were so good-looking.

But... why did he feel that this youth looked somewhat familiar?

Brushing aside the strange thoughts in his mind, Zhou Wenshu walked over to the piano and smiled, waving Jiang Shixu over.

Jiang Shixu gripped Jiang Li’s clothing even tighter.

Jiang Li took his hand, "Go on, do what you want to do, don’t leave any regrets."

The light words made Jiang Shixu pause, then he let go of Jiang Li’s clothes and slowly moved towards Zhou Wenshu.

"Mr... Mr. Zhou, hello..."

His voice was very soft, like the buzzing of a mosquito, but Zhou Wenshu, who had learned about the situation beforehand, did not mind and patted his head, saying:

"Do you play the piano?"

Jiang Shixu shook his head.

"What about other instruments?"

Jiang Shixu shook his head again.

Zhou Wenshu started to feel a headache.

Jiang Shixu was not young anymore, but he had no foundational skills. To learn music theory and master an instrument enough to pass a university audition in such a short time would not be easy.

Surprisingly, after a moment, Jiang Shixu slowly lifted his head.

"But Mr. Zhou, I can do this."

Saying so, he carefully took out a beautifully crafted small drum from the cabinet, casually sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, and started to play with his hands.

The sound that emerged from the drum was muffled yet crisp.

The boy sat amidst the afternoon sunlight streaming in, his little peach fuzz fluttering with the breeze.

The melody his fingertips danced to made Zhou Wenshan’s heart leap as well.

He was amazed and widened his eyes, scrutinizing the youth once more, carefully.

Lack of foundation didn’t matter.

Plenty of innate talent made up for all shortcomings.

This youth definitely had ample talent!

He clearly didn’t understand any sheet music, clearly hadn’t played any tunes, yet the rhythm and melody in his hands seemed natural, his musical sense was exceptionally good, not to mention other qualities like coordination and sensitivity.

This was like being spoon-fed by fate itself!

After playing for a little while, Jiang Shixu stopped and looked nervously towards Zhou Wenshu and Jiang Li.

"How... how was it?"

Zhou Wenshu was thrilled.

In over a decade in this industry, this was the first time he’d come across someone as spiritually and naturally gifted as Jiang Shixu.

So he turned very seriously to Jiang Li and said:

"He must study music."

Jiang Li also nodded in agreement, "I think so too."

Stars instantly rose in Jiang Shixu’s eyes.

"Really? Did it sound good? I was just improvising. The older brother even said I was noisy..."

That Jiang Yan!

Jiang Li mentally took note of Jiang Yan again.

"Don’t worry about what others say," Jiang Li said, "just do what you like. I ask you, do you like music?"

Hearing this, Zhou Wenshan was also taken aback.

He admitted that the struggles during this period had once made him want to give up the career he had held steadfast.

He had thought more than once that if he gave up the studio and went to any company, he could be doing ten times better than he was now.

But was that truly what he desired?

Jiang Li’s words undoubtedly reawakened his original intention, which reality had worn down to a shadow of its former self.

Yet now, his original intention was stirring once again.

Jiang Shixu nodded earnestly, "Sister, I like it, I want to learn!"

A voice within Zhou Wenshu also started to shout—

"I want to make music, to create my own music, and one day stand atop the entire music scene of Hua Country!"

With a "swoosh," he stood up from the stool and grabbed Jiang Shixu’s shoulders.

"Well done, you can rest assured that the teacher will certainly cultivate you into the brightest new star in music!"

Jiang Shixu: "...."

He looked helplessly towards Jiang Li.

Was this tutor’s mental state really normal?

Soon, melodious music began to fill the piano room.

Seeing the two gradually getting into the groove, Jiang Li quietly closed the door and stepped out.

As she turned around, she ran into the suspicious-looking old man at the corner.

Jiang Li tentatively called out "Grandpa."

The other party hurriedly straightened up and turned around, the panic on his face fleeting in an instant.

Jiang Li pretended not to have seen it and purposely asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing here?"

The old man huffed, "I came to see if you’ve been leading your brother astray!"

Jiang Li felt somewhat helpless.

Clearly, he had come out of concern, but the old man was stubbornly finding an excuse for himself.

They were all one family; why the need for such pride?

Jiang Li said, "Since you’re so afraid I’ll lead Shi Xu astray, why not go in and take a look?"

"I...." The old man choked, then glared at Jiang Li, "All that noise inside gives me a headache, who would want to go in?"

With that, he turned and walked away, cursing under his breath.

Jiang Li did not say anything else and breathed a light sigh before heading to Lin Manru’s room.

She had promised her mother she would accompany her to the mall today.

However, Lin Manru was nowhere to be seen in the upstairs room, and just as Jiang Li was about to go downstairs to ask the servants, she caught a glimpse of Lin Manru’s figure in the adjacent tea room from the corner of her eye.

She sat at the table, seemingly busy with something, sketching on the paper laid out before her.

Jiang Li did not disturb her and quietly approached.

Lin Manru was drawing.

On the blank sketch paper, a human figure was faintly discernible.

What surprised Jiang Li the most was the clothing on the figure; it was a very complex, classical pattern that Lin Manru had drawn to life.

It seemed as if the mythical birds on the hem were about to take flight in the next moment.

She had only seen such beautiful styles in the Daqi Palace.

"How beautiful," Jiang Li praised generously.

Lin Manru was startled.

Apparently not expecting anyone to come in, she hurriedly took a book from the side to cover the sketch before she quickly turned around.

Upon realizing it was Jiang Li, she relaxed.

"It’s you, Lili."

Jiang Li smiled, "Mom, if it’s so beautifully drawn, why are you covering it up?"

Lin Manru, somewhat embarrassed, said, "I’m just passing the time with some casual drawing. I haven’t touched a pen in decades; how could it be that beautiful?"

Suddenly, Jiang Li thought of something.

"Mom, didn’t you study fashion design before?"

Jiang Li’s words made Lin Manru instantly think back to a period long past, and with a touch of emotion, she said, "That was a very long time ago. I came from a rural area and learned to make clothes just to get by. Later, I met your father, and after I got married and had children, I never touched it again."