Zhou Zhongkang could not help but feel ashamed of his previous ideas.

So if he had thought well before, he would not say it again in any case.

Asking her to help solve the case is just a best excuse for him to invite her, and his real mind is not even known to the boy Wu Fu who grew up with him since childhood.

"Young master! Young master Wu Fu's cry suddenly rang at the gate of the courtyard.

Zhou Zhongkang frowned and raised his head in displeasure: "what's the matter? It's a big fuss. I didn't tell you. Don't panic when you are in trouble. You should..."

His words suddenly stuck in his throat, his eyes widened, staring at the people who appeared at the gate of the hospital.

Behind Wu Fu, a girl in a long white dress is standing gracefully and smiling at him.

"Shen, Shen, Miss Shen."

Zhou Zhongkang was so surprised that he opened his mouth. It took him a long time to close his mouth. He stammered.

"Lord Zhou." Shen Ning nodded to him with a smile. She looked at the green bamboo in the yard and said with a smile: "these bamboos are so good."

She had a natural look, and her admiration came from the bottom of her heart.

Zhou Zhongkang was a little nervous. He didn't know what to say. When he heard her understatement, all of a sudden his nervousness was swept away.

"Miss Shen likes bamboo, too?" he said with a smile on his face

Shen Ning nodded with a smile and walked slowly into the bamboo forest. Her eyes fell on a clump of dark bamboo poles. She said, "this bamboo stem is straight and straight, purple black, but its leaves are particularly green. Is it black bamboo?"

Moso bamboo is a rare and rare species of bamboo, but it is the best material for making flute, flute and other musical instruments. However, it is not easy to grow and is very rare.

Zhou Zhongkang was surprised and said, "Miss Shen also knows Mo Zhu? Yes, these clumps are just black bamboo. "

"These clumps of bamboos of Lord Zhou grow very well, and the bamboo poles have turned into deep purple. The sound of the flute will become more and more clear and the sound of the flute will be more lingering."

Zhou Zhongkang's eyes were even brighter. He said, "it turns out that Miss Shen knows not only bamboo, but also musical instruments. I do have some bamboo flutes and Dongxiao made of black bamboo. If you are interested, Miss Shen can give me a comment."

He was born in the two ranks of Jinshi. He was very poetic and picturesque. He not only liked bamboo, but also liked musical instruments. Shen Ning recognized the bamboo at a glance, and also knew the wonderful use of the bamboo. At that time, he felt very close to his friend.

Shen Ning smiles and shakes her head: "I don't know anything about musical instruments. I've only seen descriptions of ink bamboo in books, but today I can see the real objects with my own eyes. It's really a feast for my eyes. I don't know what else is there besides Mo Zhu here, Lord Zhou?"

With a smile, Zhou Zhongkang led her to the depths of the bamboo forest and explained the bamboo species to her all the way.

He loves bamboo best. There are no less than ten kinds of bamboo planted in this courtyard.

When he saw Shen Ning, he was nervous and began to stammer. But when Shen Ning opened his mouth, he talked about his favorite topic. He could not help but open his mouth and speak freely and naturally.

Chasing the wind and Wufu followed them far away, and his face showed a happy smile.

It was the first time that he saw the young master talking with a girl for so long.

It seems that the young master has a good feeling for Miss Shen. Maybe in the future

He couldn't help thinking more and more beautiful, and his smile became more and more brilliant.

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