Mr. Si and the students of Luxingtang brewed the atmosphere for the afternoon, which was completely broken by the broken sounds of Zhao Rong.

In the eyes of some students, a kind of elegant thing that "comes with the fun and returns with the fun" is gone, which is really disappointing.

Si Wuxie stopped the movement in his hand and deflected his head towards the broken sound of the string. He listened quietly for a while, shook his head with a smile, without saying anything.

Yu Huaijin glanced at Mr. Si, stood up and walked towards Zhao Rong.

Jia Tengying stared at his new roommate.

"Puchi."

Not far from Jia Tengying, two female students were sitting upright. Seeing Zhao Rong clumsyly breaking the strings, one of the female students couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Jia Tengying, this is your new roommate, hahaha, is it your fellow villager who also came out of a remote mountain? He can't even play the piano."

The woman who couldn't help laughing said happily.

This woman is tall and looks a bit "strong" in her student uniform. She is different from Jia Tengying's bloated clothes, which is wearing a cotton jacket inside and a student uniform on the outside to prevent cold. Or is she plump?

The female student's face was chubby and slightly fat, her eyes looked around and her spirits were flying, especially her big mouth, which made her smile grin and was very flamboyant.

She looked at Jia Tengying with a smile. Although her words were so fierce, most of them were teasing. "Oh, Huaijin is worried again. You really don't let Huaijin worry about it."

Jia Tengying said nothing, looked down at the guqin given to him by senior fish in front of him, and reached out to caress the qin body carefully.

"Red Fish, stop talking about it." The female student next to the woman with a flamboyant smile pulled her friend Xiao Hongyu's sleeve. She quietly glanced at Jia Tengying's expression and whispered.

Xiao Hongyu turned his head to look at the timid and weak female companion beside him, nodded and said, "I know, Xueyou."

Xiao Hongyu curled his smile, glanced at Jia Tengying, and curled his lips, "Oh, it's boring. I finally met a fellow villager in the academy, but it turned out to be a dull man."

Jia Tengying did not answer the conversation.

"Red Fish..." Li Xueyou called again, Xiao Hongyu turned around and continued to look at Zhao Rong in the distance with interest.

Jia Tengying looked up and looked at Li Xueyou. She had a delicate face, a slim figure, and a graceful figure. She was just a gentle temperament. Standing next to Xiao Hongyu, she looked even more slender and weak.

She, Xiao Hongyu and Yu Huaijin, are the only three female students in the Suxing Hall.

At this time, Li Xueyou seemed to have noticed Jia Tengying's grateful gaze. She smiled slightly, did not turn her head, and was silent.

At this moment, not far from the three of them, a feminine male student finished playing a song. The sound of Zhao Rong's broken string just now did not affect his playing piano.

The feminine student took out a piece of white cloth, lowered his head and wiped the treasured guqin, glanced at Zhao Rong and said lightly:

"Oh, I'm afraid it's another Fan Yushu. We took the grand entrance exam at the end of the month. Fan Yushu asked for leave in time. He didn't have to drag us down and let us get the first place in the six halls. As a result, if Fan Yushu comes back is not enough, I'll bring another one back. Next big exam, I'll see."

Xiao Hongyu nodded slightly when he heard this.

"Wu Peiliang, who are you talking about?"

The feminine man's words just fell into Fan Yushu's ears. He was watching Zhao Rong's good show "schadenfreshly", but when he heard someone ridicule him, Fan Yushu immediately stopped doing it.

"I will talk to anyone who is dragging my back." Wu Peiliang pulled the corner of his mouth.

When Fan Yushu heard this, he was not in a hurry to say anything immediately. He tilted his head and looked at Wu Peiliang, and suddenly laughed:

"Pei Niang, Brother Yushu, I really have a fiancée. You still have this heart. It's impossible for us. Don't deliberately attract me in this way. Oh, I'm a man you will never get."

Fan Yushu sighed softly, and said with regret, especially when it comes to the word "如", he has a very serious pronunciation.

Wu Peiliang wiped the Qin's hand and held it hard. He noticed the joking sights from other students around him. He blushed and said anxiously: "Fan Yushu, who are you talking about?"

Fan Yushu looked at Wu Peiliang's face with a smile and found that this could really anger him. Oh, it was really a big deal.

Fan Yushu shrugged and said, "Who is sissy, I'll tell you whom."

Wu Peiliang opened his eyes wide open and stared at Fan Yushu, "You, you, the scammer, the scammer!"

Fan Yushu greeted her with a smile, "Pei Niang said slowly, don't be anxious to death."

"You, you..."

When the two were arguing, Yu Huaijin in front suddenly turned around and looked here.

Wu Peiliang was about to blurt out his words, and immediately swallowed them. He shaved his eyes hard, then lowered his head and ignored him, wiping the guqin again.

Fan Yushu ignored Wu Peiliang's eyes. He had long been unable to stand Wu Peiliang who was arrogant all day long. He relied on his study to be more intelligent than others, so he looked down on this and that, and those who were worse than him, all looked like he was not in harmony with him. Moreover, it was not the first time that the two of them had a quarrel. Fan Yushu had long been used to Wu Peiliang's useless look of finding some place to go back, and he felt very bored.

Fan Yushu restrained his smile that angered Wu Peiliang, no longer smiled, and blinked at Yu Huaijin who turned around.

The other end of the corridor,

After the string was broken, Zhao Rong looked up, faced the eyes of his classmates around him, and looked around with a smile. Then, he saluted apologetically.

Zhao Rong looked down at his two slender fingers, feeling a little moved by the fingers of his "martial artsman".

Although Zhao Rong was still wearing the same Confucian robe as usual and was thin, he was no longer the weak scholar of the past. Li Shida, who was stabbed in Liangjing, Dawei and used these two fingers to kill Li Shida.

You should know that at that time, Li Shida was at the Fuyao Realm, but he was still killed by the martial artist who was firmly fighting the Heaven Realm.

Zhao Rong has been struggling to attack Fuyao Realm recently, and his qi in his body is a little disordered. It is reflected outside, so his grasp of the force is a bit inaccurate, his fingers are not so flexible, and he has been separated from a little fox demon for a long time...

Zhao Rong glanced at the teeth marks that had not disappeared on his wrist and suddenly thought about the incident of grabbing the wrong jade last night.

No wonder Qingjun bit him annoyedly. The force on his hand should be a little painful...

When Zhao Rong was tragic and blamed himself, Yu Huaijin walked to Zhao Rong. She glanced at the zither with the broken string on his knee and said softly: "Brother Zhao, is there any problem with your hands?"

Zhao Rong shook his head, "It's okay, thank you Brother Yu for your concern."

Yu Huaijin didn't continue to be polite to him. After receiving the answer that nothing happened, he said expressionlessly:

"If you have nothing to do, then continue to class. Brother Zhao is careful and don't break the strings anymore. This is a taboo in music."

When Zhao Rong heard that he had to continue, he immediately felt that he had something to do.

Zhao Rong looked up at Yu Huaijin and blinked, "Sorry, Brother Yu, there is no piano anymore. Why don't you listen to the play of the sir and the brothers."

Yu Huaijin still held his hands in his sleeves and held his face straight, "It's okay, I have it."

After saying that, she pulled her hand out of her wide sleeves, twisting a pocket guqin with a red ribbon on her body.

Yu Huaijin gently threw the little qin forward, the red ribbon was unbuttoned in the air, and the pocket qin became larger in the air, and when it reached Zhao Rong's body, it had returned to its normal size.

Zhao Rong was not watching the guqin at the first time, but was attracted by the two dazzling white wisps that Yu Huaijin pulled out of his sleeve.

Under the thin and simple student's sleeves, there was actually a pair of hands carved from the best white jade with white mutton fat. The tips of her fingers were sharp and straight and white. Her white face looked much darker compared to these little hands. This was the real fingers like a root of a green onion.

The contrast between the maintenance of her hands is either born like this or she is extremely hands-loving, but she doesn't look like she is born with a short and thin body.

However, it hasn't been waiting for Zhao Rong to take a closer look.

As if he noticed his scattered gaze, Yu Huaijin quickly hid his hands back in his sleeves without revealing the slightest, holding his covered hands in front of him.

She looked at Zhao Rong with her expression unchanged, "Brother Zhao, please pick up the Qin."

It was impossible to hide, so Zhao Rong had no choice but to reach out and take the guqin in the air, put it between his knees, and his body was slightly sunk. He lowered his head and took a look at it casually. The style of the guqin was the same as the guqin that had just been broken. The style was common and there was no special feature.

Zhao Rong, who bowed his head, noticed Yu Huaijin's gaze, suddenly moved his mind, and secretly used force to pull the strings of the guqin on his knees as before.

But... it keeps pulling!

Zheng!

When Zhao Rong's index finger was released, the sound of the piano was muffled.

Yu Huaijin turned around and walked towards the original seat.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at this ordinary guqin, so dumb?

He reached out and continued to fiddle.

Clever, clang, clang.

The sound of the piano was still dull, and it sounded very ordinary to other students on the field.

However, Mr. Si raised his head slightly, showed a smile on his face, and lightly lowered his chin.

"What's wrong with this piano."

A voice sounded in Zhao Rong's heart lake, and Gui couldn't help but say.

"What's wrong, but it's really stronger." Zhao Rong was curious.

The sword spirit in a special soul body state said nothing, because in its ears, the sound of the piano had long disappeared from the air, and the sound of the piano was still resounding continuously.

Moreover, it was not the muffled sound that Zhao Rong heard outside, but... it was like a phoenix bird singing in the sky, clear sky.

Gui suddenly said: "This piano body is made of golden wuzhu wood. It grows at the sunset of the West Sea. It will never die for three thousand years, never fall for three thousand years, and will never die for three thousand years. As for the strings..."

Gui's eyes moved away from the black piano with ordinary style and strange wood grain. He stared at the seven "Zhongqing" strings on Zhao Rong's palms for a while before he said:

"I can't see what silk is inside these silk strings at the moment, so I guess you can't open them either, but the string glue on the outside of this package is made of the dragon tendons of the god-transforming dragon that is comparable to the human race's Nascent Soul Realm cultivator."

When Zhao Rong heard this, he didn't have much idea about it, but he could still understand the "Ninth Soul Realm" and knew what it existed.

He blinked, looked up at Yu Huaijin's weak but straight back.

What family is this?

However, Zhao Rong not long ago met Ji Qianyi, who looked more pretentious at the Nuanxi Yaji Festival in Taiqing Prefecture, with a thick collection of poems.

He also knew that the four prefectures and academy that gathered in one continent, had a hidden dragon, and he didn't feel it too much.
To be continued...