"Hehe, I didn't expect that after seeing my brother for so long, I would still be at ease, and I would still be so heroic." Wen Han looked at Juechen, who was still as humorous as he was three years ago, and couldn't help but sigh.

"That's a short life in this world, why should you be so unhappy? How good it is to do what you want, old man, you say, right? "Jue Chen's uninhibited words are a little emotional, and some are a little aware of the shortness and suffering of life.

"Well, that's right, but how many people in the world can see through it, and how many people can do whatever they want like you, old man?" Sometimes I'm really a little envious that Juechen can be so carefree and don't care about anything.

"It's not too early this day, Brother Chen, the two of you have been wronged tonight to stay in "Zifeng Garden" for one night, how about going to the destination together tomorrow? Wen Han looked at it, and it was indeed late.

"I can live anywhere, old man, at will." For Jee Chen, as long as there is wine to drink, it is the same wherever he lives.

"Hehe, I know the scenery and dishes of "Zifeng Garden", it is famous in Luoyun City, how can you say that you have wronged us Brother Wen is so polite. "Dust Stream knows a lot about good food, because he likes to eat good food himself.

"Hehe, where, let's go." After speaking, I saw three figures disappear into the night in a flash.

Today is the day when the three of them have agreed on a three-year appointment, and they will get together once every three years, and this time it is just in time for the annual celebration of the "Hanmo Academy", so they are ready to go together to join in the fun.

The first rays of the morning bring light and hope to this dark world, and the hoofing of birds in the acacia trees awakens the sleeping people. The long eyelashes flicked a few times, and a pair of large black and shiny pupils opened, and after a moment of distraction, they regained a clear expression.

"Hmm...... It's dawn and it's nice to have a sunny morning. After speaking, he showed a sweet smile. After washing up cleanly, he came out in the yard and started exercising in the morning, which is a habit that Zheng Qingyue has developed since she was a child, and her grandfather used to exercise with her every day, so now in ancient times, Zheng Qingyue would exercise in the yard for an hour every day.

"Miss, Miss, when have you been so leisurely, aren't you in a hurry at all?" Bai Duo looked at Zheng Qingyue with a helpless and anxious look.

"What's wrong? Is the house red or the flower thief is coming, look at you in a hurry. Zheng Qingyue looked at Bai Duo who was anxious with burning eyebrows funny, and couldn't help but tease her a few words.

"Oh, Miss, why do you still have the heart to joke with me, this year's annual celebration is coming, Miss, you have a show, I thought Miss, you had already prepared, but tomorrow it will be performed, Miss, you still haven't moved at all, I'm in a hurry." Bai Duo looked like he was about to be in trouble, and his face was distressed.

"Alas, it turns out that you came to me early in the morning because of this? It's okay, you have to believe in your young lady's ability, I'm not prepared, wouldn't it be good to prepare now. After Bai Duo said this, Zheng Qingyue remembered that he really should prepare.

But what kind of program should I prepare? Zheng Qingyue was thinking very hard, not with the piano, not with a particularly strong sense of rhythm, because in ancient times, there was no piano that could not have the required rhythm and effect, what is good.

Zheng Qingyue casually glanced at the flute on the stone table, and the scene of her lying on a chair and watching the moon and stars in the courtyard that night appeared in her head, and her eyes rolled.

"Bai Duo, quickly help me get a pen and paper." She wants to compose it, although she is a top student in the music department of a famous conservatory in the 21st century, but it is still a little difficult for her to play music on the flute, at least let's get the song score out and practice first.

Bai Duo knew that her young lady must have some good idea, so she immediately went to the house and brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. "Miss, pen and ink paper, I'll help Miss sharpen the ink."

"Hmm" Zheng Qingyue glanced at the pen and frowned, alas, the ancient brush is really annoying, but fortunately, it is not difficult for me, and the handwriting of this body is not bad.

Pick up the pen and write the song score silently, and Zheng Qingyue silently wrote it into the score of the flute at the same time, and not long after a song "Water Tune Song Head" The lyrics of the song sheet appeared in front of Zheng Qingyue, and the "Water Tune Song Head" Su Dongpo wrote it drunk, which is a very famous poem.

"Miss, you're going to play the flute with this score. Is it the one that was blown on the mountain last time? Bai Duo looked at this score and thought it was still the "blue and white porcelain" that she had blown last time, but no matter which one Miss chose, it would definitely sound good and refreshing anyway.

"No, it's another Bai Duo, you just wait to see your young lady shine. Hehe" Zheng Qingyue is quite sure about the rhythm controlled by her music technology. I think he was an excellent student in the music department in the 21st century.