Quick Travel: The cannon fodder female partner counterattacks the heartthrob

Chapter 60 The shield of a woman disguising herself as a man (11)

The school gradually became quiet.

The group of people who originally wanted to see Gu Nian's joke were all shocked.

what?
How can it be!

When did He Muheng start debating?
But they couldn't help but not believe it.

The legend of Gu Nian was actually circulated in the literary circle before.

It is said that the young man was dressed in a snow-white robe and looked like an immortal descending to earth.

During the debate, his words were eloquent and well-founded.

However, the young man had such a great talent and was not interested in fame and fortune. He left without even leaving his name.

He Yanshu had naturally heard of it, but he never thought that this person would be her.

It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearances.

Gu Nian on the other side had already been pulled aside by Wang Changying, who insisted on continuing the competition with her.

This is really dozing off and someone will give you a pillow.

Gu Nian chuckled in his heart.

The second level is to show off one of your talents.

Seeing that the two were about to compete, the literati and students on the side gathered over one after another.

Wang Changying was an open-minded person and threatened not to bully children, so he came first.

Gu Nian naturally let him go.

He held a jade flute in his hand and began to play it gently.

The sound of the Xiao is clear and sweet, like the clear breeze and bright moon, the clear spring in the mountain stream, and the clear and crisp sound like the jade from Kunlun touching each other.

It's a very upbeat song.

When the song ended, everyone applauded!

Wang Changying couldn't help but beam with excitement, this was his best show.

I played very well today, not a single wrong note.

He wanted to see if this little brother had any real abilities.

Wang Changying raised his eyes to look at Gu Nian, with some expectation in his eyes, and said, "Mu Heng, it's your turn!"

"I wonder what you brought us?"

Gu Nian clapped his hands and smiled mysteriously. "You'll find out soon!"

Soon, a boy slowly walked over from behind the screen.

The boy was holding a guzheng in his hand. He moved it slowly and then carefully placed it in front of Gu Nian.

"This--"

The students who stopped to watch couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

He Muheng, can he play the piano?

But no one paid him any attention.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the young boy in the pavilion.

The young man in white had ten fingers as slender as butterflies. He raised his jade-like slender fingers and placed them lightly on the guzheng in front of him.

The fingertips of the right hand hook and pick, and the fingertips of the left hand press and slide.

The piano is like the wind, the sound is like rhyme, it is as clear as a spring, and it is as leisurely as a cloud.

The clear and chilling sound of the piano, like orchids in an empty valley, rises and falls along the fingertips, spreading out in the air, melodious and melodious, and lingering in the ears.

At that moment, they seemed to see the gurgling spring and the top of the mountain.

Until the song ended, no one had come back to their senses.

Gu Nian gently stroked the strings in his hand and heard a "clang" sound.

Everyone just woke up like a dream.

Immediately they all clapped and applauded. It should not be underestimated that this young man could have such piano skills at such a young age.

The people in the Academy looked at Gu Nian with complicated expressions.

Unexpectedly, the person I always thought was a piece of trash could actually shine like this.

Although this also brings glory to them, I don't know why, but I feel so uncomfortable in my heart.

Tang Qianyu's heart beat rapidly as she looked at the young boy who was sitting on the stage and shining brightly.

He Muheng was very good-looking, and she had always known it.

However, I never thought that she could be so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

She just felt that the young man with cold eyebrows and calm composure on the stage seemed to be shining!
　Fourth more...

　　No, it's too late. Let's continue tomorrow.

　　Good night, babies_(:з　∠)_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)