The sound here had already alarmed the other grandmothers, and a grandmother who was also wearing a dark blue gown probed the probe: "This is ......"

"It's none of your business, waiting outside the door!"

Cheng Xueyan stopped drinking, and the grandmother immediately retracted her head.

Figures float on the soft smoky window screens of the aqua green.

Cheng Xueyan sneered secretly, I just want you to know that you are powerful, otherwise you will ride on my head. In this world, some people need to be respected, and some people need to be scolded. For the latter, if you respect him, he will treat you as a fool and bully you everywhere, if you scold him, he will worship you as a god and obey his words, so you can't help but sigh from the bottom of your heart - cheap!

In her previous life, she was not so eager to repay her, and now she can't figure out whether to cross over to the imbalance that she can't return to or to breathe a sigh of relief for the grievances that the real Cheng Xueyan once suffered.

The grandmother wiped the sweat on her chin with her sleeve, and sneered: "It's just a trivial matter, why did the girl move so much?" It's all slaves and maids who are ignorant. The girl's body has always been weak, according to the slave maid, the girl is also tired, so I will go back to rest today, and the slave and maid will go to the lady to take a leave......"

"No need." Cheng Xueyan straightened her back, and the black and purple flowers on her shoulders trembled, showing charm and fierceness: "Bitong, how long will it take to leave class?" ”

Bitong looked at the leaky pot in the corner: "There is less than a quarter of an hour left." ”

"Okay, let's go......"

"Girl, where are you going?"

"Naturally, I will teach singing."

Cheng Xueyan walked towards the door, stopped again, and turned around to give a slight salute: "I'm bothered by Mama." ”

"Girl, where are you talking about that?" Mama was honestly afraid.

"It's all my recklessness today, so I caused such a lot of trouble, Mama, look at this ......"

"Why is it Sister Bitong's, isn't it? They are all beads, and the following are guilty. Ruizhu, don't you want to apologize to Sister Bitong's escort? ”

Rui Zhu had to endure even if she was wronged: "Sister Bitong, it's all my ......"

"Bitong, what the hell is going on today......"

Bitong is a clever person, how can the master not understand this reminder, and hurriedly helped Ruizhu up: "My sister is wronged, it's because my sister is too anxious ......"

Cheng Xueyan didn't speak, how dare Ruizhu get up? Or did the grandmother say: "Do you want the girl to pick you up herself?" ”

Rui Zhu barely got up.

Whether it is true or false, this concession finally allows each other to save some face. After another false salute, Cheng Xueyan went out with the support of Bitong.

Bitong's happiness is difficult to hide, and Cheng Xueyan can see the corners of her mouth curl from time to time from this angle.

"Bitong, what do you think of this today?"

"The girl is naturally right, these people, you have to give them some color to see, before......"

"You're not at fault?"

Bi Tong rolled her eyes: "The slave is just anxious about the girl......"

"I know you're devoted to me, but this concern is messy, if you hadn't been able to hold back and argue with Ruizhu, then Mama wouldn't have spoken so badly. After all, this is Guan Ju Pavilion, it is the façade of Cheng Mansion, and arguing here, whether it is justified or not, is it a shameless matter, so it's not my 'lax discipline'? ”

Bitong bowed her head and bent her knees: "The slave knows her mistakes." ”

"You always think it's good to oppress people in everything, but it also depends on how much reason we have in this matter. As Rui Zhu said, to tell Mr., the distinction between public and private is right......"

"I just can't get used to her pretentious appearance......"

"There are always people in this world who are not used to seeing them, so we can't let them all disappear. Everyone has their own way of life, you have to allow people to live their own way, right? If everything is only based on your own preferences, isn't it also pretentious? ”

Bi Tong thought about it seriously and nodded solemnly: "What the girl said is true." ”

Cheng Xueyan sighed: "In fact, we haven't paid attention to this matter today, and we only blame them for being too smug......

Cheng Xueyan still has a sentence that she hasn't said, that is, fortunately, she is the "master", so she can use strong words to reason and suppress people with power, so you can understand why so many people will do whatever it takes to gain power.

Bi Tong was happy again: "Then Mama Song is the chief steward here, on weekdays, Mr. Du is so fast-talking and doesn't dare to provoke her, but the girl makes her speechless, if Mr. Du knows......"

"It's not a good thing for you to show off, you just came here to offend people, you must know that peace is important in everything, and it's not easy for her to spread it......"

"Mama Song is so embarrassed, she refuses to tell this matter. The girl just watched, at this time, Mama Song must be taking Ruizhu to vent her anger, and by the way, knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, so that those partition walls listened to the sound of their mouths......"

I think that Ruizhu is also a proud person, and she must hate her to death this time. I'd rather offend the gentleman and provoke the villain by mistake, and I really have to remind myself to be careful everywhere in the future.

When he stopped, he saw a half-long corridor that bent to a corner, and two closed openwork black lacquer doors stood in front of him and behind him. On the lintel of the opposite door, hang a green gold plaque, and write three words - Yun Gexuan.

This is the classroom?

For a while, I suddenly felt that my heartbeat was abnormal, and my ears rang chaotically.

It's not that she didn't expect that she would be nervous, she was prepared, from the appearance to the first sentence she said, from the tone to the posture, she also acted in the mirror when Bitong was away, but now she can't remember a word, and her fingertips are still cold and shivering......

Before she could think about it in a hurry, the door opened, and two little maids in Tsing Yi walked out of it and bent their knees to her, and then she found herself inexplicably moving to the middle of the house, and Bitong disappeared......

Everything seemed to be floating, and countless girls were going up and down in front of them as if they were sitting on a seesaw. Nothing could be heard, and there was a dead silence all around.

After a while, Fang had some small sounds seeping into her ears, and the fingers hidden in her sleeves twitched unconsciously, as if the switch had been turned on, and her chest was a little brighter, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Escape...... It's too late, isn't it just singing? What can I do, fight with them!

She took another step forward almost with the determination to die, and finally stepped into reality.

The room is very large, sparsely sat about fifty girls, and regardless of the style, but all of them are eyebrows, in their prime, sitting behind the yellow rosewood bookcase, dressed brightly, at a glance, as if standing in front of them is a huge mural of ancient ladies.

There are more than 200 girls in the Guanju Pavilion, where are all those people?

But there is no time to think about this at the moment, she saw a slightly larger golden silk nanmu bookcase standing in front of her, and a chair next to it, thinking that it was her own position.

In fact, she felt that the current layout was not much different from that of a modern classroom, except that there was a blackboard missing.

In this way, the tension rests for a while.

Isn't it time to introduce yourself and say something scrappy?

She opened her mouth slightly, unable to speak.

Oops!

The sash of the carved flowers suddenly moved, as if the butterfly wings perched on the petals fanned, and at this moment, a flute sound passed through the beam, like a swallow whispering, like the wind whispering, it seemed to be ...... It was as if it had brushed a strand of hair scattered on the sideburns and wrinkled the heart lake......

"Mr. Guo is playing the flute again......"

I don't know who said this.

"Is it Mr. Kuang? How did he play the flute during the day? ”

Why, is there anyone who pays the same attention to the sound of the flute that often flies in the night?

"Who is he if not? Who else can play the flute? ”

"But I've never heard this tune......"

Indeed, I have never heard of it, but it is the same gentle emotion, which is lingering to the bone.

"Alas, no matter what the song is, only Mr. Guo can play it so lingeringly, so tactfully, so seductively......"

"Oh, whose soul ran out?"

Everyone laughed, and some even ran to the window to look, but they were quickly stopped by the grandmother outside.

"Why didn't Mr. Guo play the song "Snow Lotus"?"

Cheng Xueyan's heart moved: "Mr. Guo can blow "Snow Lotus"? ”

The girl in the pink shirt tilted her head slightly: "I don't know." But sir, I can already sing your song "Snow Lotus", but there are two sentences that I don't understand very well. I'll sing it to you, can you guide me? ”

The crowd was immediately lifted in their spirits.

"Yes, sir, Xishuang sings well......"

Cheng Xueyan smiled and bowed her head in agreement, and the girl named Xishuang paused and sang softly.

"Snowflakes are falling, how many attachments are floating; Snowflakes fly, how many love ...... flies"

The flute is still floating, although it is not "Snow Lotus", but it is also very suitable for the rhythm of this song, and the girls are crazy to listen to it.

For a while, it seemed to be back to that summer night, dancing gracefully, flowers and snow fluttering, singing into the nine skies, and the ...... with a faint and sweet smell Kiss......

"Sir, do I sing well?"

Xishuang's slightly shy voice woke her up, and she noticed that her fingertips were subconsciously tapping her lips, and she didn't feel that her cheeks were hot, and she immediately straightened the color.

"Well, that's good, but it's better to sing like that here......"

She opened her mouth to demonstrate, and everyone praised it.

"And, sir, what are the last words? Didn't hear clearly at the time......"

Cheng Xueyan pondered for a moment: "Even if they are so far apart, the true love will always stay in the heart......"

"Even if they are so far apart, the truth will always stay in the heart......"

A very soft voice whispered like a dream.

She followed the prestige and saw a girl in a blue gauze shirt sitting at the back of the window side looking out the window with her chin on her lean.

Although it is only a side face, it is perfect and picturesque, and it is very charming.

At this moment, a strand of hair floated in front of her eyes, but she seemed to be unconscious, looking at something outside the window.

"Look, Ling Xuan is dreaming again......"

A few girls ate and laughed.

The girl named Ling Xuan turned to this side when she heard the voice, and the dream in her eyes had not had time to fade.