It's just a song, and no one has spoken for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, someone clapped their hands and said with a smile: "The song is a good song, the poem is a good poem, plus Shiro has a good voice, I am afraid that this poem will be stolen by you." As far as I can see, let Shiro take this leader today. ”

The person who spoke was Dong Yuanzhou.

The poems are ingenious, coupled with her young age, and she is the person brought by Jiang Duyun, everyone is also happy to give face.

So, the crowd waited for peace.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Shiro is really a hero."

"I'm ashamed to lose to Shiro today."

……

Gu Zhitang smiled slightly reluctantly and forced a forced smile.

It's not that she deserves it, but she's still thinking about the song just now.

It wasn't the first time she had heard Jiang Duyun play the piano.

He is known as the holy hand of Yaoqin, and this qin is naturally played very well. In the past, in order to please him, she basically went to learn from Dong Cheng'an what he liked.

However, it's not really loved, it's just so-so and learned a little skin. And this piano, she appreciated.

The piano Jiang Duyun played in the princess's mansion was completely different from the piano he played at this time.

In the princess's mansion, it is depressing and low. is occasionally high, and it is also with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Gu Zhitang originally thought that this was his piano intention and his Dao heart.

But at this time, she realized that he didn't only play that kind of tune, but also played this kind of light tune. Lively, cheerful ...... Like a homing swallow.

Gu Zhitang thought that this time she was reborn and came back to see him, she was also very lively, although she was not moving, but it was not much different from ordinary teenagers. Energetic and ambitious.

This is what a young man should look like.

It turned out that he was like this when she was missing in her previous life and didn't participate in his years. It is like a bright moon, and it is indeed brilliant and dazzling.

Thinking that she spent five years in the dark days of Beizhuang, Gu Zhitang can probably understand the feeling of depression.

Jiang Duyun was indeed too ruthlessly suppressed in her princess's mansion.

The family is wiped out, and the body can't help itself. has to commit to her, the princess who took it by force, and she is indeed having a miserable life.

She's such a beast, a beast.

But otherwise, Jiang Duyun would be dead.

This time, Gu Zhitang really doesn't know whose fault it is.

She has an uneasy feeling for Jiang Duyun, and Jiang Duyun should also have an unquenchable hatred for her, right?

If, in this life, Jiang Duyun has not been raided, then-

"Huh?" Suddenly, his hands were empty, and Gu Zhitang realized that the folding fan he was holding in his hand had been taken away.

Jiang Duyun blinked and said with a smile: "Since he is the leader, he naturally has to have some rewards." ”

The reward is the reward, what are you doing to grab her fan?

Just when Gu Zhitang was wondering, Dong Yuanzhou explained with a smile: "Shiro doesn't know, our rule is that the leader can get Duyun's handwritten inscription. He said that your fan is a white-faced fan, and when he looks unpleasant for a long time, he has long wanted to draw an inscription for you. ”

"......" She really didn't want this reward.

When it wasn't pleasing to the eye for a long time, who did she provoke with a white-faced fan?

Jiang Duyun Dan is a good hand, but he can't be so domineering, right?

Gu Zhitang stared at him angrily, and at this time, Jiang Duyun had already sharpened the ink, put on a posture and lifted the pen.

Before putting down the pen, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Gu Zhitang, the corners of his lips smiled slightly, and then he waved his pen and ink in one go.

He didn't draw, he just inscribed.

In just a few moments, the white-faced fan was solved.

When the ink dried, Jiang Duyun brought it to her. He also closed the folding fan so that no one could see it.

"I hope Shiro likes it."

Gu Zhitang smiled dryly and patted a sycophant: "It's Brother Duyun's inscription, how could I not like it?" ”

Jiang Duyun bowed, and then said goodbye to his classmates and friends one by one.

When Fu Zixiu arrived, Fu Zixiu sighed: "Dusk Cloud, there is no wine in this poem, and it is still a little dull after all." You should graduate from Taixue as soon as possible, and we will hold a grand banquet for you. I'll take you to the Qinglou and the painting boat. ”

Before Jiang Duyun could speak, Dong Yuanzhou patted Fu Zixiu's head and scolded, "What nonsense? Don't you see any children here? ”

Child Gu Zhitang: "......"

Actually, she probably knows more than anyone here, really.

Fu Zixiu laughed disappreliantly, "Shiro is also a little man, what are you afraid of?" My little brother who doesn't make it likes—"

"I like to see the spring palace picture." Gu Zhitang looked serious, "It's not very good for a child to look at the Spring Palace picture, it's too bad, you better talk to him." Don't look at so many spring palace pictures, it's harmful. ”

Look at what has become of the persecution of Fu Ziang.

Fushiko's mouth was half open, he didn't know why his younger brother was so strong, and even Shiro knew his hobby. Presumably, he is in Taixue, and no one supervises him, so he becomes more and more arrogant, right? That's worth it!

For a moment, his face was bruised, covered with a bruise that the thick powder could not hide.

"I got it! I'll go home and confiscate his spring palace picture! ”

After saying that, Fu Zixiu looked at Jiang Duyun again, squeezing his eyebrows, "Brother will take you to the painting boat." ”

"I'm still young, so I'm not going." Jiang Duyun rejected him with a smile.

Dong Yuanzhou laughed and dragged Fu Zixiu's sleeve and took him away.

In an instant, only Gu Zhitang and Jiang Duyun were left in the originally lively bamboo forest.

"Brother Twilight, then I'm going to say goodbye." Gu Zhitang hurriedly said goodbye and wanted to leave.

"I'm sending Shiro?"

"No, no, no." Gu Zhitang stopped again and again.

After the excitement, Gu Zhitang felt lonely for a while, and he just wanted to go back as soon as possible, so as not to continue to stay here and face him speechlessly.

Jiang Duyun didn't force it, he flicked his sleeves, then lowered his eyes to look at Gu Zhitang, and said leisurely: "Shiro is not curious at all, what words did I inscribe for you?" ”

That's right.

Gu Zhitang spread out the folding fan, and saw a few words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing on it.

Toast the east wind, and calmly.

When he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Duyun again, there was a touch of surprise in his eyes.

She sang a spring feast, and he returned her with such an inscription.

Pray to the east wind with the wine, let it slow down, stay together and share this spring light, don't come and go in a hurry.

Gu Zhitang smiled lowly, she stroked the fan, and finally sighed.

"Thank you, Brother Duyun, I like this inscription very much."

He's always like this, and a seven-trick exquisite heart is very likable.

Whether it's exchanging a pile of snow for her rabbit or a poem for a sentence.

It's all poked into her heart.

Gu Zhitang grabbed the folding fan in his hand, and then left without looking back.

If you poke it in your heart, you will poke it in your heart.

Her heart now is beaten with iron and cannot be pierced.