Duanmu Ting quickly pulled out her little hand, and her little face turned red. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Le-wen-

Tang Bohu looked around, the decoration here is similar to the tea house, a man and a woman are sitting opposite each other, is it dating, this Tang Xiaoshi is not amazing, he can still soak in such a stunning world, but he is too small, and if he grows for a few years, it will be a disaster for the country and the people.

"Eh, this, how could I be here", Tang Bohu broke the silence.

Duanmu Ting calmed down a little, what happened just now, the person on the other side is Tang Xiaoshi, he must be dazzled, it must be.

Duanmuting returned the diary to Tang Bohu and whispered, "Thank you, Tang Xiaoshi, can I ask you to do me another favor?"

"Beauty has a life, how can you not obey, don't say that it is on the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, I frowned, I am not the Tang who all the heroines in the rivers and lakes love and hate..."

Before Tang Bohu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Duanmu Ting, and thought to himself: How did this Tang Xiaoshi become weird and crazy today, forget it, there is still a little missing in the end, let's ask him for help.

"Can you help me see something?"

"Look at something"?

Duanmu Ting's face was red, and she whispered: "Help me look at Ye Qiu's waist and tell me anything."

"Below the waist... Isn't that half of the ass"? Tang Bohu was furious, let me help you look at a man's ass, is there a mistake.

The young girl opposite, cardamom is in her prime, her face is red, and it is clear that she is a young girl who is ashamed to the extreme, but unfortunately, that person is not me!

Tang Bohu wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a long time, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Falling flowers intentionally follow the flowing water, but it's a pity that the flowing water has no intention of falling in love with falling flowers, no matter what, no matter what, I'll go to see it", extremely frustrated, as if he had lost hope in life, but the first time he dated a beauty after going online, the beauty asked him to see another man's ass......

Looking around, there was a guqin in the corner of the café, and he ignored Duanmu Ting's surprised gaze, and walked over, wanting to put his heart into Yaoqin, but there were few bosom friends, and who would listen to the broken strings!

After Duanmu Ting spoke, she felt regretful, and it was indeed true, how could she say it from her own mouth when she asked others to help peek at her buttocks, blushing and leaving in a hurry.

As soon as I walked out of the door, there was a sound of piano behind me, and there was a long resentment......

Tang Bohu flicked the strings with his left hand, plucked his fingers with his right hand, and played with his hands, the so-called piano is the voice of his heart.

In the tea house next door, the two are playing in black and white, and the onlookers are all celebrities in the Tangyi cultural circle.

The popularity of the black is extraordinary, with a pair of gold wire glasses, it is the principal of the first middle school, Xie Mushan, it is winter, he is sweating profusely, the white dragon has become a big dragon, the black son is only struggling to fight on the border, seeing that he is unable to return to the sky, and the loss is within ten hands.

The person who holds the white, about seven fathoms, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and has a small leaf red sandalwood erhu in his hand, which is Wang Jiagan, the director of the Tangyi Cultural Center who is called the king of Xie Wang with Xie Mushan, Wang Jiagan took a sip of Biluochun with a purple sand cup, and said with a smile: "Old Xie, why struggle, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, hehe, this will lose you, and the copy of the "Self-Narrative Post" at home will belong to me."

"Self-narrative post" is the Tang Dynasty calligraphy master Huaisu monk life proud work, Xie Mushan collection of the model is also the Ming Dynasty master model, almost chaotic, in the Xie Mushan calligraphy collection ranked second, second only to Tang Bohu notes, Xie Mushan at the moment in a dilemma, is regretting the impulsive promise of Wang Jiagan black and white competition, suddenly heard a burst of piano sound from the café next door.

All the people in the field are literati and ink writers, all of them are knowledgeable people, although this qin sound is not a famous song, but it has its own lonely and frustrated artistic conception, the owner of the tea house surnamed Lu Mingping heard the sound and moved, sighed: "The sound of the gods is complementary, Gong Yu Lianyin, this kind of skill is not obtainable for many years, I don't know which way to stand in Tangyi", said to a dry old man next to him: "Old man Xue, in case the person playing the piano next door is from Tangyi, your name as the first qin god in Tangyi will be Xian, haha", the old man Xue snorted and did not speak.

Curtain Curtain Mountain had an idea, stood up: "Let's go enjoy the sound of the piano, and by the way, visit the masters", and led everyone to the café next door, Wang Jiagan did not have the leisure just now: "Wait a minute, the chess is not finished yet, you are a curtain call, you can't afford to lose", said and stayed, and chased over.

The owners of the café and tea house are all Lu Pingzhi, because now the style of writing is getting less and less, and the business of the teahouse is getting worse and worse, basically relying on these old people to maintain, so most of the tea house is changed into a café, and it has not been long after the renovation has been completed, and the guqin is placed in the corner of the café.

Everyone came to the café and pushed the door in, the waiter just wanted to call the boss, but was stopped by Lu Pingzhi waving his hand, and several old men entered the door and were stunned......

The sound of the piano was mournful and melancholy, as if an old man was reminiscing about the past at sunset, and the person who played the piano was a teenager, wearing a brand-new Li Ning sportswear and a black-framed glasses, and he was definitely not more than eighteen years old.

Xie Mushan was shocked, and then he was happy, he already had a plan in his heart, God really helped me!

Tang Bohu closed the door to play the piano, originally quiet, suddenly heard the sound of the door, as if there was an uninvited guest, opened his eyes and looked, several old men surrounded him, one of them still knew, not who was the principal of the No. 1 Middle School, just wanted to speak, but was robbed by Xie Mushan: "Ah, who did I think, I asked you to wait for me next door, who let you play the piano randomly", turned his head to several other old men and said: "See laugh, see laugh, this is a student of our school, I see that he has a little talent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I will accept him as an apprentice, come, Tang Xiaoshi, Come and salute".

While squeezing his eyes at Tang Bohu, he introduced: "This is Xue Xingchuan, the god of Tangyi Qin, this is Wu Yuandong, the first person in Tangyi ink painting, and this is Wang Jiagan, a master of Tangyi Go", this Wang Jiagan came the slowest, and shouted when he entered the door: "The old man of Xie Mushan doesn't care about him, take the "Self-Narrative Post"..."

Xie Mushan turned a blind eye and whispered to Tang Xiaoshi: "You have good calligraphy, and you should be proficient in Go, help me find the field, and you will walk sideways in the future."

Tang Bohu is such a smart and clever person, he understands as soon as he hears it, he originally had a good impression of Xie Mushan, since he has something to ask for, he will help him, and Tang Bohu was no enemy in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and others avoided him as soon as they saw him, how could he have the opportunity to compete with others, and he couldn't think of being a gunner after crossing, hehe, let that old man take advantage of it, and his heart was decided, and he respectfully performed a disciple apprenticeship.

Xie Mushan saw Tang Xiaoshi on the road, his heart was overjoyed, and he said to Wang Jiagan, who was in an uneven atmosphere: "Go you are definitely not my opponent, I let yours, I don't believe let my apprentice continue, still win you, dare not, in this way, I will not bully you, just that game of chess, if my apprentice does not win you, in addition to the "self-narrative post" I will lose your "Tang Bohu Note", if my apprentice wins, hehe, your Fang Mi Fu thirty-six peaks and inkstones will belong to me, dare not"?

Wang Jiagan saw that Tang Xiaoshi looked obscene, the game of chess just now was already in his hands, and he didn't want to bully the small, but when he heard "Tang Bohu's Note", his mouth immediately drooled, "Okay, okay, a word is a certainty."