After Phoenix left and my wife finished playing a song, Li Nuo walked into the room.
Song Jiaren's hand left the zither strings, and she turned to ask, "Did I play terribly?"
In fact, she could have omitted the words "did I."
But Li Nuo still went against his conscience and said, "Not bad, there has been significant improvement compared to when you started."
If Phoenix were an art student,
My wife would be a martial arts student.
Her hands were naturally meant for holding a sword, not for playing the zither.
Just as one cannot expect Phoenix to fight against ten opponents, one must also be more forgiving of my wife's musical abilities.
Song Jiaren slowly stood up and said, "You play this piece."
Li Nuo thought for a moment and said, "There are some matters to attend to at the Ministry of Justice, I'll come back in the evening and play it for you."
Song Jiaren nodded and softly said, "Alright."