It's the end of the song!

There was another long and continuous applause, which also made those who looked down on Yang Zongyu in the school completely shut their mouths.

As Yang Zongyu said, no matter whether the lyrics of this song are popular or not, it is good to listen to, that is, it is very easy to remember, and it is very burning.

After the applause, Han Lin looked at Yang Zongyu and said with a dark face: "Okay, okay, you have passed the Lexue assessment this time, go down!" ”

Yang Zongyu didn't say anything, he waved his hand at the people outside the school, and then returned to his seat and sat down.

As for those who were aroused by Yang Zongyu's singing, they were still reminiscing about the tunes sung by Yang Zongyu. Some of them even hummed in low voices.

"You can't scribble love and hate

The drums of war beat and beat

Make a vow with trust, and I'll boil it. ”

Singing and singing, the prisoners themselves sang excitedly, and their faces were full of excited smiles.

Han Lin looked at the prisoners outside, frowned, and said, "How long are you going to stand here?" Hurry back. ”

Those prisoners looked at Han Lin in the academy and left.

It's just that when they left, they were still humming the song "Fate Bridge" sung by Yang Zongyu in their mouths.

Seeing Yang Zongyu sit still, Han Lin coughed twice and said, "Ahem!" Well, that's the end of today's assessment of our Lexue, and the performance of the vast majority of people today is very good, continue to work hard. ”

"Of course, there are a very few inmates among them, and although the words are popular, the music is very good, and it is very chic, and it is also very good."

The latter sentence is obviously Yang Zongyu.

Everyone set their eyes on Yang Zongyu, and Yang Zongyu gladly accepted it. It feels really good that something that has been verified and improved over thousands of years has been taken hundreds of years ago and verified, and it is still very popular.

Yang Zongyu's "Fate Bridge" has subverted everyone's cognition today, and it has also spread invisibly and reached the ears of more people.

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……

Bianjing, Xiangguo Mansion.

This is the residence of the prime minister of the dynasty and the reign of the country, Wang Qin, that is, Wang Ping's home.

With the support of Ding Yang, Wang Ping left Guozijian, got into the carriage, and returned home.

As soon as the two got off the carriage, the people at the gate of Xiangguo's Mansion greeted them. When they saw Wang Ping's blue nose and swollen face, and he was limping when he walked, they were all stunned.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

One of the subordinates was about to run over to support Wang Ping, Wang Ping glared at him and said, "Where is my father?" Take me there. ”

The subordinate hurriedly saluted and said, "Young master, master and eldest lady, second lady, they are listening to music and drinking tea in the back garden!" ”

Wang Ping shouted, "Hurry up, take me to see my father." ”

"Okay, young master!"

The man answered, took Wang Ping and Ding Yang into Xiangguo's Mansion, and walked towards the back garden of Xiangguo's Mansion.

Wang Qin, as the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty and the ruler of the dynasty, built this mansion very large.

Wang Ping and the others walked through several doors before they came to the back garden of Xiangguo's mansion. The back garden of this Xiangguo Mansion has a fight with those big parks in the previous life.

The garden is full of all kinds of flowers and trees, and the environment is pleasant.

In a pavilion in the back garden, Wang Qin and his two wives were enjoying the little songs played by the geisha, drinking tea, and looking at the flowers and plants around them, which was very pleasant.

The moment Wang Ping saw his father, he let go of Ding Yang's hand holding him, and his face was suddenly full of sorrow, and he walked towards Wang Qin and them.

"Woo~! Daddy, mother! What a miserable child! ”

Wang Ping cried all of a sudden, and he cried very sadly.

Wang Qin and the two ladies, who were listening to the song and drinking tea, heard Wang Ping's cry, and their eyes suddenly turned to Wang Ping's side.

When Wang Qin saw his son limping away, he quickly stood up and greeted him.

Wang Ping's mother was Wang Qin's wife, the eldest lady, and she ran to Wang Ping's side and asked nervously, "Son, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wang Ping cried and shouted: "Mother, the child was beaten. ”

"What, beaten?"

Hearing Wang Ping's words and seeing his son like that, Wang Qin asked nervously, "Who beat him?" Who dares to beat my son of Wang Qin. ”

Wang Ping cried and shouted, "It's Yang Zongyu's little bastard." ”

"Yang Zongyu?"

Hearing Wang Pingbao's name, Wang Qin was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't he be deliberately killed by you last time?" Why did you get beaten by him again? ”

Wang Qin cried and said with a sad face: "Dad, last time I thought I would kill his dog a few times and get rid of a Yang family." However, I didn't expect that his life was so hard that he was not killed by me. ”

"Not killed?"

Wang Qin frowned, touched his chin, looked at his son again, and said, "Even if he doesn't die, but the Yang family doesn't learn all day long, and he doesn't know martial arts, how could you be beaten by him?" ”

Wang Ping cried and shouted, "Dad, I don't know either! I beat him up, and when I came back, he actually knew martial arts. And he was very powerful, and the child was defeated after dozens of rounds of fighting with him, and then he beat him. ”

"Suddenly martial arts?"

The more Wang Qin thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, a person can suddenly do martial arts in more than ten days?

This kind of miracle will not happen at all!

Wang Qin pondered for a moment, he looked at Wang Ping, and an idea came to his mind.

Wang Qin looked at Wang Ping and said coldly: "Son, the people of my Wang family, and they are easy to bully, let's go, let's go to his Yang family now to ask for an explanation." ”

Wang Ping was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you, Dad!" ”

"Hmm!"

Wang Qin nodded, looked at Ding Yang over there again, and asked, "Ping'er, who is that little boy?" ”

Wang Ping said: "He is a friend I met in Guozijian, named Ding Yang, the son of Ding Wei, a member of the Ministry of Labor. ”

"Ding Wei's son?"

Wang Qin touched the beard on his chin and pondered, he still had some impressions of Ding Wei, I heard that this person was resourceful and had a lot of ideas.

Wang Qin looked at his son and said, "Ping'er, this son can send you back, it's very good, it's worth befriending." ”

"Hey, hey!"

Wang Ping smiled and said, "I know, father, the friends that the child has made, they are all useful people to us." ”

Wang Qin smiled: "Very good, then so be it!" Let your friends go back first! Let's go to Yang's house, but we can't afford to suffer. ”

"Yes, Father!"

Wang Ping answered, walked to Ding Yang's side, and explained a few words to Ding Yang.

Ding Yang saluted Wang Qin and left.

Then, Wang Qin left Xiangguo Mansion with Wang Ping and a few family members, and went towards Tianbo Mansion with great momentum.