Chapter 309

guzheng.

Especially ancient zither music.

It's very particular.

Zhang Feng didn't know much. After all, in order to pretend to be forced, he took the zither as an elective course in college at that time, but before pretending to be forced, people came here

At this time, Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard this song, the once famous school Flower Song "Eighteen claps of Hu Jia".

At this point.

Isn't it in my memory that I heard this guzheng song by chance?

It's just

Things have changed!

At this time, people saw that Zhang Feng was so intoxicated with the song.

Chumo and Chang sun Chong are naturally very proud.

"See? My brother understands this song! Go and call Jingshu out!"

"Who the fuck would say that no one I know knows knows this song..."

Before Chumo finishes forcing, Zhang Feng here reads out the meaning of this guzheng song slowly in his memory!

"The sky is boundless, the earth is boundless, and my heart is full of sorrow. Life is fleeting like a white horse, but I can't be happy. When I am in my prime, I want to ask the sky, the sky is boundless, and I raise my head to look at the clouds and smoke in the sky. Nine claps, I have feelings. Who will tell..."

Zhang Feng's voice was not loud.

But the words are sonorous.

In fact, his mind at this time was just quiet in the past, that is, in his memory. The cold woman sat indifferently in the window on the third floor and quietly played this sad tune.

Zhang Feng, forced by his classmates' clothes, turned over the wall and ran to the lawn outside the girls' dormitory to sing with the school flowers!

Although I didn't know whether the school flower knew her name at last, Zhang Feng had no regrets.

Because the Zheng sound at this moment made him remember those brothers in his gradually blurred memory, and let him remember his identity soberly and clearly at this time.

That's enough

And in the attic on the third floor.

Zheng sound, a little trembling, seemed very excited and urgent, but she still didn't want to go downstairs. Instead, she played again in a hurry.

The sound of Zheng is sometimes like the wind and rain, and sometimes like the quiet snow lotus.

At this time, everyone was confused.

Forget that you are in the brothel now.

The procuress was stunned.

It's because she thought of this song, but every young talent wants to see Jingshu's first pass!

Zhang Feng is the only one who can make her strings so disordered!

And he remembers one thing more.

That was when the son of a senior official wanted to marry her, Jing Shu climbed up the roof and stubbornly put a dagger against her heart.

She also made a rule on that day.

Anyone who can let her play the second song is qualified to step on his attic! If anyone can untie his quyi, then she will not marry that person!

But what about today?

Is it true.

This mysterious person who can be accompanied by the son of the Duke himself, is he really the right son of Jingshu?

The procuress was shocked.

At this time, the more terrible is still behind.

Because at this time, Zhang Feng not only untied the first face, but also, like dementia, untied the second song again along Jingshu's quyi!

Third song!

Fourth!

Chumo finally can't stand it. He yawns, hugs two women and goes to have fun alone. At the third hour, the people who can stand on the first floor have already disappeared.

Yan lailou had long been closed by a token from Chang sun Chong.

It's better for less people to know such a shocking thing!

When Chang sun Chong arranged everything, he hugged Hu Ji and went up to the second floor.

Finally, the procuress who sat on the stairs and dozed off, then saw a Hu Ji woman who had no business today, all scattered in a nest.

Until the lights were on, Zhang Feng was left in the whole brothel hall!

At this time, the song finally stopped.

Unknowingly, a fresh fragrance came, and a woman in a long ice blue dress slowly walked down the stairs.

At this time, Zhang Feng slowly calmed down, but when he looked at the woman, he was completely crazy.

"Are you... Sun... Sun... Sun Xiaoman?"

What a fucking coincidence?

This

Isn't it the school flower?????

Sleeping trough~

Crazy.

Am I crazy?

Or is the world crazy?

Is this a fucking withdrawal?

Jing Shu sees that Zhang Feng is so frightened. A trace of loss flashes through her eyes, but she still comes forward and salutes Zhang Feng

"My body is quiet and Shu. It's not what the childe said about sun Xiaoman."

Cold.

The coldness in the words.

Zhang Feng shivered uncontrollably.

It's a person!

This is definitely a person!

Although he didn't say a word to the school flower in the previous life, he heard and saw the video of the school flower's speech and singing.

At this point, goodbye.

But things are different

Zhang Feng took a deep breath.

It's also a deep gift.

"Jingshu girl, I'm next Zhang Feng!"

"Childe Zhang! I don't know the song just now. I'd rather know the name?"

Zhang Feng nodded.

"I know!"

"This is the eighteen pictures of Hu Jia written by Cai Wenji. I don't know, Miss Jing Shu, is what I said right?"

"Yes!"

Jing Shu's eyes are burning.

It's like trying to see through Zhang Feng.

A moment later, when Zhang Feng felt uncomfortable all over, Jing Shu said softly, "it's cold at night. Can you please move to the boudoir and talk in detail?"

"Er..."