Chapter 29: Musicians
“Bang!” “Ouch!”
The bamboo sword landed on Zhang Daye's forehead, and Altria taught him, "Pay attention to block!"
“Bang!” “Ah!”
Another sword: "Be careful to dodge!"
“Pah!” “Hiss~”
"Try to find an opportunity to attack."
…
Sister, you are my sister, I can’t even take two of your moves, attack me with your head!
Zhang Da also complained bitterly. Practicing moves and actually fighting are two completely different things. Artoria would not deliberately feed him with moves. At most, she would hold back a little when hitting him.
If you make the slightest mistake, the bamboo sword will hit you immediately. Only those who have been hit know how it feels.
“Bang!”
"Concentrate, the movements are deformed!"
"I see!"
He got up at six in the morning, went out for a morning run and didn't come back until nearly seven. After having breakfast and resting for a while, he started sword training at eight o'clock, and then Zhang Da was beaten for almost two hours.
From being flustered and unable to defeat opponents in one second at the beginning, to being able to block or dodge one or two attacks gradually, although Artoria would definitely seize the opportunity to counterattack when attacking, it can be said that he had made rapid progress with such a short period of time.
The reason why I improved so quickly might be because getting beaten really hurts.
His forehead was swollen and there were many bruises on his body. Zhang Da also took off his shirt and applied the medicine to himself. As for the source of the medicine:
[Tom's medicine box: contains common household medicines and simple medical equipment such as thermometers and tweezers. Once Jerry pretended to be shot, and Tom brought the medicine box within three seconds. If this is not love? ]
"Sorry, Tatsuya, I was too harsh. Maybe it's too early for you to start sparring like this." Altria felt a little embarrassed as she watched Zhang Tatsuya carefully applying the medicine.
"Don't worry about it. It hurts and it will teach you a lesson. We'll continue after I'm healed." Zhang Da also felt that it was okay to get beaten a little, as long as he could learn something.
The redness and swelling on the forehead was not easy to deal with, so Zhang Da also used a small mirror to apply the medicine with great difficulty.
"Hiss~ It hurts, it hurts..." It's not easy. Zhang Da also thought about asking Tom for help. He has rich experience in applying medicine and bandaging.
But Altria spoke first: "Let me help you."
As she said this, she took the tweezers and cotton ball from Zhang Daye's hand without saying a word.
Zhang Da also sat on a stool next to the wine table. Altria bent down slightly, pushed aside the hair in front of his forehead, dipped some medicine and gently applied it.
"Uh...thank you."
It was too close, at this angle and distance, Altria's exquisite face was simply not something that could be depicted in a mere anime.
Zhang Daye felt a little at a loss for a moment and had to close his eyes, but his ears were still a little hot.
He smelled the scent of medicine as a matter of course, and the aroma of shampoo also penetrated his nostrils. He felt the wet cotton ball on his forehead, and the slight sting made his eyebrows tremble slightly.
"Okay." Helping to apply the medicine made Altria feel less apologetic. She asked expectantly, "How do you feel?"
Zhang Da also opened his eyes, looked at her expectant expression, and deliberately moved his arms: "Much better!"
Tom, who was lying on the table watching the fun, held his chin with his hands. He felt that his master was lying. He wagged his tail and reached out to poke the bruise on Zhang Daye's waist.
"Ouch~" Zhang Da also jumped up from the stool in pain, grabbed Tom's neck with both hands, shook him back and forth, and roared, "Tom~ Do you want to die?"
Tom was dizzy and his eyes were spinning.
Altria looked at Zhang Daye and Tom playing with a bright smile.
…
The pub opened at 11 a.m., and Zhang Da also opened the door in advance and took down the closed sign.
The tavern had been cleaned up, and as Zhang Daye had said, Altria was sitting at the bar with Tom, drinking tea, reading newspapers and eating snacks.
These two cute foodies were serious about the task assigned by Zhang Daye .
There were still empty seats in the pub, so Zhang Da took out the piano he had drawn earlier. Of course, he couldn't play it. At most, he could just press the keys randomly or scratch from the beginning to the end and then scratch back.
He planned to give it to Tom. A cat that could play the piano might attract many customers. "Tom, do you want to try it?"
After he finished shouting, Zhang Da suddenly felt a little depressed. He vowed to support Tom, but now it seems that Tom is supporting him...
Zhang Da also felt that he might be suffering from Tom addiction.
Tom showed a little interest and walked slowly to the piano. He took out a set of tools that Zhang Da didn't recognize and started pressing the keys and twisting them as if he was tuning the piano.
After adjusting for a while, Tom stopped with satisfaction, then pointed at his body and gestured to Zhang Da.
"Is it so ceremonial?" Zhang Da also took out a tuxedo from the inventory and put it on Tom.
Tom's aura changed when he put on the tuxedo. He looked mysterious and profound. He gently lifted the hem of his clothes and sat on the piano stool.
Tom adjusted his bow tie one last time and began his performance.
The sound of piano tinkled and tinkled, and a light and cheerful melody played in this small pub.
Tom played Mozart's Piano Sonata No. 11 in A major. Many people may not know what it is, but its third movement may be more widely known as the Turkish March.
Zhang Da was also the kind of person who could sense something's power without knowing it. He just cared that something sounded good and cheerful, and that was enough for him. He leaned against the bar, resting his elbows on the table, and listened with great pleasure.
Altria sat on a high stool in front of the bar, took a bite of a snack, squinted her eyes happily, and swayed her dangling feet gently to the music.
It took more than ten minutes to play the whole piece. I don’t know if Tom’s playing skills were at their best. Altria and Zhang Da also felt that they were still not satisfied.
At this time, there was a noise coming from the door, as if someone was cheering.
"What? Brother Tatsuya actually invited a musician without telling anyone. The music he played just now was so great that we were so scared to make a sound outside!"
Goodman took the lead, pushed open the waist door and walked in, pointing behind him: "I brought these bastards to show my support for you as agreed!"
Immediately, a dissatisfied voice came from behind: "We were going to come here anyway, okay? Why do we need a guy like you to lead us? Brother Tatsuya, we are here to show our support on our own initiative!"
"That's right!" A group of people swarmed in with the voices of agreement.
“Huh?” Goodman said dissatisfiedly, “Brother Tatsuya said that if you mention my name today, you can get 20% off. Remember what you just said, you came here on your own!”
A dozen big men bowed together: "Sorry, we were brought here by Goodman!"
"Welcome!" Zhang Da also smiled. It seemed that those who could play with Goodman were all interesting people.
With just one sentence, Goodman calmed down a group of bad friends and smiled: "Where is that musician just now?"
