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The two young men with long bodies were eating and looking heroic, like two gusts of wind blowing towards the cliff, whistling a few times, and the first big row had been completed......

"Hehe! It's delicious, it's salty!" a teenager devoured and hurriedly nibbled on a second bite......

"It's not salty!it's much lighter than my mother's cooking, it's sweet, and the master tastes good!" another teenager praised the cooking master with his thumb out......

"What are you going to do when you grow up?" asked a teenager. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"Being a writer and writing a novel is like Cao Xueqin!" replied a teenager.

"What about you?" replied the young man, and asked his companion rhetorically......

"I'm going to play basketball, I'm so tall, if I don't play basketball, I'll play jujubes---- my mother said. Liu Ya said.

"I heard that Cao Xueqin is not so easy to write, and it is much more troublesome to write than to read: bleeding and tearing...... Yang Han!" Liu Ya said as he finished killing the fifth large row, wiping his oily mouth with a napkin, and sat on the stool, his eyes began to daze......

Yang Hang also killed the fifth row at this time, he wiped his mouth with the palm of his hand, and then wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand......

"Here's a tissue, there's another one here!" Liu Ya wiped Xue Xiaoying's tears with a tissue, used one for himself, and used one for his partner Yang Xuan......

Two teenagers who had eaten a full meal were sleepy when they suddenly heard a burst of mysterious music......

The two men frowned and listened attentively:

Liu Ya listened to the song and walked around in the small private room---- where did this music come from? He had a keen sense of hearing and saw a red cursive script: "Xue Xiaoying, the heroine of "The Woman of Black Wood Cliff", is here for a visit!" A line of words rose and fell with the music......

"Yang Hang: Come here!" Liu Ya called Yang Hang over, listening to the magical music together, flowing gently......

Listen, listen, Yang Hang couldn't help but take his finger and touch the string of names: It's really strange, Yang Hang's finger is like a magic finger, and when he touches it, the line of words slides down like a ladder......

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"Oh!?Is this the legendary musical magic?" said Willow Cliff in surprise. "I'm not sure, I'll try again!" Yang Hang said, and then he ---- ten fingers with both hands, and gently flicked on the red handwriting like playing a piano......

I saw the ladder slowly opened: like a delicate necklace of Buddhist beads, it flowed two rows of branches that did not interfere with each other---- one line of red and one line of white......

The red ladder swings gently along the white ladder, along with the music and curves, like two people dancing the rumba side by side: sometimes entwined, sometimes separated......

"Oh, I'm here too!" Liu Yan couldn't help but lean in, and his ten fingers gently touched the flow ladder, and the lines of flying red came out one after another, giving birth to many horizontal and arranged ladder teeth, one step at a time, the color was pink, and the ladder light was gorgeous......

The horizontal ladder tooth orderly follows a musical rhythm, sending 4 columns from the bottom up, slowly rushing towards the ladder---- as if in response to some mysterious, hidden call......

The red and white ladder saw the ladder teeth swarming across the ocean, so like a big man, made a hugging action: "Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong, Ding Ding Dong......" A sound as clear as the sky---- with the embrace along the ladder became more and more close, a perfect ladder surged, and with the music, like a purposeless, careless streamer, surging in mid-air......

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(To be continued.) )