Chi Chongrui grimaced with a serious expression, "Almost ready?"

"That's how you prepared it?"

I saw him slam the teacup to the ground, and the glass shattered and made a screeching sound.

His eyebrows were full of anger, and he almost wanted to burst out, "I heard my colleague mention it before, and when you have really grown, you can't imagine that you are still doing this way, and you don't want to make progress!"

It's disappointment, and it's even more hateful that iron can't become steel!

……

Wan Hongzhuang's feat of becoming a bell rang spread quickly, but Chi Chongrui slept early, so he was kept in the dark.

It wasn't until the next day that he went to the Chengdong Mansion early in the morning to meet the prefect, and after some conversations, he learned about it in hindsight.

He was stunned at first, then a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and finally, a touch of ecstasy slowly appeared on his face.

Back in the west of the city, he just wanted to call Wan Hongzhuang over and encourage him. I didn't want to send someone to search the mansion, but I didn't find him, but Master Chi didn't care about it at that time, just thought that he had grown up, where to hide to study poetry......

"This is...... The poem is ringing!"

Thinking about it, Chi Chongrui's face couldn't help but show a touch of yearning......

This mid-autumn ceremony is not only a competition between talents and oirans, but also an invisible competition between various urban districts behind it. In order to win the ceremony, they usually come up with some blockbuster moves, just to attract some talented people to represent them.

- It's a bit like the current battle for people in various cities.

And the west of the city, there is no attraction at all, so every ceremony is also the existence of the bottom, if there is no Wan Hongzhuang's birth, it is basically a state that has been lying flat.

However, now they have Wan Hongzhuang.

Thinking of this, Chi Chongrui's heart couldn't help but sprout endless pride, under the intention, he was also an old man chatting about juvenile madness, so he wanted to go to the Yicui Building, find that Qingping to have a good exchange, and vent some of his surging emotions......

It all happened so coincidentally.

……

Wan Hongzhuang stood aside with a well-behaved face, and he didn't dare to come out.

After pondering for a long time, Chi Chongrui gradually calmed down and scolded: "You can't get a good ranking, see how I teach you!"

"Follow me!"

With that, he flicked his sleeves and walked out the door without saying a word.

Wan Hongzhuang also followed with a painful face, lowered his head, and obediently followed Chi Chongrui away.

Several people looked at each other, sighed in unison, and could only part.

Just as Feng Shiyan was about to leave the room, a weak voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Childe ......"

The faint shout, with a slight cry, made Feng Shiyan can't help but turn his head.

Behind the curtain in one corner of the room, a thin figure loomed, seemingly trembling.

Feng Shiyan unconsciously stopped, "Huh?"

"Childe...... Can Childe wait before leaving?"

Xu was aware that there were only the two of them in the room, so the woman's voice slowly became calmer.

"Okay, then you come out first, and we'll talk about it, okay."

"Hmm!"

With a wave-like surge, an extremely thin figure, holding a lute almost half a person tall, slowly moved out from behind the window screen.

The man in front of him looked like he was in his teens, with thin limbs and hemp stalks, and he looked malnourished.

Walking is also a trembling step...... The pipa in her arms seems to be a great burden for her!

Coming to Feng Shiyan with a cowardly face, she first bowed slightly in greeting, and then stood aside unnaturally, with her head down, breathing a little fast.

"Did you stop me?"

Inexplicably touched, Feng Shiyan slowed down his tone and asked with a pleasant face.

Feng Shiyan vaguely remembered her face, it should have been one of the girls who came in before, but she was somehow squeezed aside, and with the series of things that happened later, she didn't have time to dodge, and finally could only hide herself behind the window screen.

"Childe, can you listen to me play a pipa?"

Her voice was soft, with a bit of cowardice, and it was impossible to refuse.

"What?"

"Childe, can you listen to me play a pipa?"

Her voice gradually calmed down, raised her head, and stared at Feng Shiyan, but her eyes were extremely firm, with a little stubbornness.

Feng Shiyan found out that the left half of her face, I don't know if she was born or what, had an irregular mark the size of a ping-pong ball.

Xu is still young, and the whole person has not yet grown, so this birthmark is particularly obvious, even Feng Shiyan feels inexplicably frightened at first glance.

Immediately, a trace of distress appeared on his face.

Looking at the shabby little girl in front of him, he could probably understand the reason why she called him to stay.

- It's nothing more than wanting to play a song for him to earn some money.

Feng Shiyan smiled, slowly came to the table, and sat down.

"Childe, can you listen to me play a pipa?"

Her expression was still firm, and she was inexplicably a little flustered, "It's okay if you don't give a reward."

"Of course...... I can give the best."

After saying that, she lowered her head again, her lips pursed, as if waiting for the final verdict.

"Okay...... Then you pick one that you are good at, and if you don't play well, I won't give you money!"

The corners of the girl's mouth raised slightly, and she sat down quietly opposite Feng Shiyan...... At this moment, she looked pious, caressed with her fingertips, and played.

"The grand scenery of Sufu, the four seasons are different......"

What she played was a minor tune that praised the scenery of Suzhou Mansion, and her soft voice had a slight Wu Di tone, which sounded full of deep affection, which made Feng Shiyan unconsciously immersed in it.

The rhythm of the Song Dynasty is very different from that of modern times, but at first glance it feels quite fresh and has a different flavor, but what surprised Feng Shiyan even more was her singing voice, ethereal and tactful, with a little lazy, and when I thought about it, it was actually ninety percent similar to the queen Faye Wong in later generations.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers......

Feng Shiyan was still distracted and immersed in the afterglow of the song, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Childe, Childe?"

Moaned timidly, waking Feng Shiyan up from his long contemplation.

He stared straight at the woman in front of him, his eyes beginning to blur......

The woman's cheeks instantly flushed, and she unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Childe, don't be like this, I'm ...... I'm not going to sell myself."

A hint of alertness flashed in her eyes, and she hugged the pipa in her arms tightly, pretending to be calm.

Feng Shiyan's hand froze in the air, and a crying and laughing look appeared on his face, "What do you think of you, I'm just ...... When I hear your voice, I think of an old man."

- Faye Wong, it should be said that she is also an old man.

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