The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

I heard from my mother that after meeting basic needs, men further prefer to conquer women with noble status and upper social status.

It's not clear if it's a real or fake winter horse, but it sounds like a bit of truth.

Because human beings are greedy and endlessly craving better things, she is very clear about this. Think about it from another perspective. It is because she has come into contact with an excellent opposite sex like Qianliu, and other boys will no longer be able to see it.

"Want to play a song?"

The wild thoughts were broken by Qianliu, Dongma met his black and white pupils, and pursed his lips, "Hmm."

with a sound.

So the two switched positions.

Sitting in front of the piano, Dongma first glanced at Qianliu who was watching him beside the piano, put his hands on the keys, his long smooth black hair poured down, revealing a fair and small face, and his crystal clear eyes seemed to reflect it. spotlight.

A few seconds later, a slightly sad melody sounded, rippling throughout the music classroom, with ten slender and powerful fingers pressing on the keys, the pleasant music fluctuated and fluctuated.

Close your eyes, as if one shining note light drop after another emerges here.

I feel that I heard the perfect music from the shimmering river surface, and the neat and orderly sound of the yarn, as if even in the breeze that shook the grass and blades of the river beach, in the sky blue to the dusky sky, the convolution of pure white radiance shines. There was also the sound of the piano from the clouds.

A wonderful, gracious, warm and sweet symphony.

When the listener is immersed in the fascinating music environment, you will find that the jumping notes bring you an amazing feeling.

Like a nameless grass, it absorbs very little of the nutrients of the mother earth, but what it dedicates to people is unparalleled joy and beauty.

How could her young body withstand this fickle wind and rain, her delicate and delicate flowers send out a faint fragrance, this feeling will never be forgotten.

Wait until "The Maiden's Prayer"

After the song was over, Dongma raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a look of hope.

Qianliu lived up to her expectations: "Compared to before being abandoned, you have made great progress, Kazuya, according to your current performance, you will definitely surpass Yaozi and become a powerful pianist."

Without hesitant words of praise, Qianliu broke away from the artistic conception of music.

In the past, Wasa was just a simple machine, only meticulously imitating musical scores. In the eyes of others, it may be a perfect existence, but in Yaozi, this is still a "beginner" who has not yet been found.

It's different now, even if it's a simple song, it doesn't matter if there are some flaws in Kazakura's feelings.

"I'll take it seriously."

Dongma's smile was melted on the outside of her iceberg, so that she could see the emotions that are more tender than ordinary girls.

"So you don't have to go to class?"

Only then did Qianliu remember that Hesa, a second-year student, still needed to take classes, and she failed the class last semester.

The iceberg girl in the eyes of others is an out-and-out scumbag.

"Aren't you the same."

Dongma don't open her head, she won't admit that learning those things will only give her a headache.

"I'm different. In February, graduates didn't go to school and were ready to take the university entrance exam. Now it's just a little bit earlier."

"is that so"

"Almost, although I didn't go to class last year."

He smiled.

"Then you have no right to speak to me."

Winter Horse gives a crusade.

"Well..., yes, for example, I won't fail the class."

"No Road Race!"

Dong Ma turned his head and felt embarrassed.

Don't mention the matter of failing the class, that's what her expression meant.

Qianliu finds it interesting, but Kazuya is a thin-skinned person, and it's not good to ridicule too much.

"By the way, Qianliu, what kind of gift do you like?"

After hesitating for a moment, Hesa ​​Qiqi Ai Ai asked.

"Why did the gift suddenly talk about this? Is there a festival that is more suitable for gift-giving recently?"

Qianliu couldn't help but be surprised.

It's mid-January, and after much deliberation, I can't find a suitable day for gift-giving.

If speaking of his birthday, his birthday is in March, and it is still early. The two of them only met last year, and there is no memorable day.

"Don't ask so many questions, just say what gift you like."

Hesha didn't dare to look at his face, and looked down at his toes.

"A gift."

Qianliu thought for a while: "I don't really like anything in particular. Of course, if Hesa ​​treats you as a gift, I will definitely be pleasantly surprised."

"Eh"