After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows-Chapter 115: Know a Little

In the quiet classroom.

Cheng Wan said, "To learn the etiquette of the ancient sage, the ancient rituals are vast and profound, encompassing all aspects of walking, sitting, and lying down. Many of our current ceremonies are inherited and simplified from ancient times. If you want to shoot a good costume drama, you must not make mistakes in etiquette. Today’s audience is sharp-eyed; if you make a mistake with the ceremony or are not up to standard in any aspect, just wait for the public ridicule."

Jiang Lingxi nodded seriously, indicating that she deeply agreed and was in great accord.

Seeing this, Cheng Wan smiled, "So I plan to use the entire day today to teach you various ancient etiquettes. If you’re afraid you can’t remember well enough and make mistakes during individual practice, you can record a video for future reference and study. But I’m putting it bluntly, this video is for your use only, and you cannot profit from it, as teaching is my livelihood."

Facing the implicit threat in Teacher Cheng’s eyes as she spoke, Jiang Lingxi also smiled back, "I think my memory is okay."

Cheng Wan raised her eyebrows, "Alright, let’s start then. First is the standing posture..."

One hour later.

Cheng Wan silently took the water cup handed over by Lu Zhengzheng, drank a few sips, and looked at Jiang Lingxi, who had just put down the cup. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn’t help but ask, "Have you learned these before?"

The most basic ancient etiquettes are reflected in walking, sitting, lying down, and interacting with people in ceremonies. Many people think it’s easy after watching, but few truly master it.

She herself started learning from scratch, went through many detours, looked up a lot of etiquette-related information, and practiced day after day, which is why she had the confidence to stand here and teach others.

But now, she felt her confidence was a bit shaky.

Which teacher can stay calm when a student is doing the teaching content more accurately than themselves?

Jiang Lingxi recalled the experience of studying etiquette with her siblings in her past life, which was one of the compulsory courses for children, especially those from big families, in ancient times.

Thinking of this, she hesitantly nodded, "I think so."

If what she learned back then counts.

Of course, mainly she felt that if she shook her head, this Teacher Cheng might be even more collapsed.

Seeing her nod, Cheng Wan felt somewhat relieved.

"If you have a foundation, you can tell me in advance, so I can first assess your level in this area. Then, based on your current level, I can conduct teaching accordingly, which could save time for learning more."

Jiang Lingxi nodded and was about to speak when the classroom door happened to be knocked on.

Lu Zhengzheng ran over to open the door, and as the two looked towards the door, they saw Tong Yue smiling at them.

"Excuse me, Teacher Cheng, my instrument application just got approved, so I hurried to bring them over. I hope I didn’t interrupt your lesson?"

Cheng Wan, who had previously mentioned a whole day dedicated to ancient etiquette teaching, replied, "No, you arrived just right."

She realized that in terms of etiquette teaching, she probably couldn’t teach much more; if she continued, it might end up with Jiang Lingxi teaching her instead.

These instruments indeed arrived at a good time for her.

Upon hearing this, Tong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and waved, calling to a few people who were helping to carry the instruments, "Please move them in, handle with care, and place them where Teacher Cheng instructs."

Everyone nodded in response, cautiously lining up to carry the items in.

Guqin, guzheng, pipa, flute... Even the last person coming in was holding an erhu that hadn’t even had its dust wiped off.

Cheng Wan couldn’t help but twitch her eyelids at the sight.

She had requested some classical instruments to conveniently demonstrate postures, but she hadn’t mentioned forming a traditional orchestra.

Wasn’t the execution a bit over the top?

Reluctantly directing everyone to place the instruments properly, Cheng Wan, looking at the instruments occupying nearly half the classroom space, hesitated but eventually sat before the guzheng.

Since the students were so well-prepared, what else could she do but continue teaching, despite her reluctance?

Thankfully, it was just for demonstrating postures, not actual playing.

At the doorway.

Before leaving with the helpers, Tong Yue didn’t forget to gesture a "good luck" fist toward Jiang Lingxi, saying, "Study well with Teacher Cheng, it’s a rare opportunity!"

Jiang Lingxi: "Mm."

Since it’s a rare opportunity, learning more quickly and trying to extract more knowledge from Teacher Cheng in this limited time shouldn’t be excessive, right?

The classroom door was closed, Cheng Wan stroked the strings of the instrument under her hand and looked at Jiang Lingxi, who was walking towards her, and asked with a gentle smile, "See if there’s an instrument here that you’re familiar with, you can try playing it first, so I can see if there’s anything in your posture that needs correction."

"There is, but I haven’t played these in a long time."

In her previous life, before becoming the Imperial Princess, she was a legitimate Princess, and naturally, she had systematically learned music, chess, calligraphy, and painting with renowned teachers from various regions.

But ever since she became the Imperial Princess, and even after ascending the throne, musical instruments for leisure and cultivation were rarely touched. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

After all, with an entire court orchestra dedicated to playing music for her, she didn’t bother to play herself.

"There are various instruments here, but generally in costume dramas, the guqin and guzheng are used the most, followed by flute and xiao. Although the erhu appears, it’s rare." Cheng Wan first explained the frequency of these instruments appearing on screen, then noticed Jiang Lingxi standing in front of a guqin, "Why not try the guqin first?"

Jiang Lingxi happened to have the same intention and sat cross-legged in front of the guqin.

Seeing her move, Cheng Wan’s prepared reminder about the correct guqin sitting posture was swallowed back.

Jiang Lingxi looked at the ordinary-looking guqin in front of her, gently strummed a string with her hand, and the sound made her subconsciously frown.

Compared to the guqin sounds she used to hear, it was like heaven and earth.

It’s not just the material of the instrument; didn’t anyone in the company maintain or tune the instruments regularly?

Observing Jiang Lingxi plucking a note on the guqin and then finding a small tool from the instrument case and starting to fiddle with it, Cheng Wan couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong?"

Jiang Lingxi, busy with work, replied, "The sound is off."

Cheng Wan: "..."

She wasn’t teaching real playing!

But seeing Jiang Lingxi’s focused brows and eyes as she fiddled with the instrument, she opened her mouth but eventually swallowed her words.

After spending about ten minutes, Jiang Lingxi plucked the string again, and upon hearing the sound produced, she nodded somewhat satisfied.

Given the instrument’s material, her demands couldn’t be higher.

This time, not only Cheng Wan but also Lu Zhengzheng noticed the difference in the sound quality before and after.

The former was mixed with noise, floating and hollow; the latter was clear, with a lingering resonance.

Suddenly forgetting Tong Yue’s previous advice, Lu Zhengzheng couldn’t help but ask, "Sister Xixi, can you also play the guqin?"

Jiang Lingxi lowered her eyes and looked at her hands on the guqin, answering with a short piece she used to enjoy listening to.

When the short piece ended, she looked up at Lu Zhengzheng and saw the girl just putting down her phone.

"I couldn’t help recording a bit. Don’t worry, Sister Xixi, I saved it in a private folder."

Upon hearing Lu Zhengzheng’s voice, Cheng Wan finally snapped out of the lingering resonance and looked at Jiang Lingxi, elegantly sitting cross-legged in front of the guqin. Somehow, she had a foreboding feeling that might not bode well for her.