Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Lend me your zither first!"

Hearing the speech, Liu Xintong's heart can't stop shaking. She never thought that Zhang Xiaofan would go over her sister and take the initiative to chat up with her.

For a moment, her whole person is also directly stay in place, for a long time back to God.

In this way, Liu Xintong was stunned for a long time, and then she came back to herself. She quickly stood up and gave up her position to Zhang Xiaofan, and her pretty face turned red with shame.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan just nodded, directly sat in front of the bonfire, hands ten fingers on each string of Guzheng constantly up and down, their different string sounds were clearly captured by his ears and eyes.

In this way, after almost a few seconds, his five fingers suddenly flicked one after another, and the wonderful sound of Guzheng also curled.

Liu Xinfeng, Liu Xintong two sisters are TANKOU micro Zhang, the face is also full of curiosity.

Because, Zhang Xiaofan under the fingers of each temperament are very good, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, but between fingering is disorderly, not like a immersion guzheng veteran.

"Is it difficult..."

Recalling the scene of Zhang Xiaofan's string being fluctuated, Liu Xintong and Liu Xinfeng were shocked.

Zhang Xiaofan just now, actually just in the audition.

Moreover, in a very short period of time, he completely mastered the timbre, rhythm and tone of each string of guzheng, and immediately he could perfectly play the melody he wanted to play.

"It's not just in the cultivation of Zhenyuan that he shows such terrible strength."

"Even in music talent, there is such a powerful memory, which is... This is incredible, isn't it?"

In the whole audience, all the people who saw each other were astonished, and their hearts were full of emotion.

Indeed, it's just the old saying that people should be more damned than people and goods should be thrown away than goods. It's really a big gap.

"The wind here is sticky, sticky passers-by miss."

"The rain has come here to form a thread, and it's haunting us to stay in the world..."

When Zhang Xiaofan's singing voice unfolded, the audience was stunned. Thousands of eyes full of shock, envy and infatuation all fell on Zhang Xiaofan. Liu Xinfeng and Liu Xintong were even more stunned, and only splendor was surging in their beautiful eyes.

"He..."

"How can he sing?"

Looking at the scene, Su Wanqing also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her pretty face was full of incredible color.

She suddenly realized why her best friend, Shen Qianyue, would never forget the young man in front of her.

Even, it has reached the exaggeration of not thinking about tea and not thinking about rice.

But think about it. How many people can be compared with such an excellent and perfect man? No one can!

Bai Su also has a soft smile on her pretty face. At the beginning, Zhang Xiaofan once sang songs for her in order to dispel the chill in the snow and ice on Mount Everest.

Now, time has changed, two and a half years later, the scene is so familiar, the unspeakable perfect voice, let her unforgettable