A few sweats fell from Yang Zhi's face.

The sound of the piano can also kill people!

Looking at the men around him who were addicted to it, Yang Zhi couldn't help but take a breath.

The lethality of this sound to men is no less than that of intestinal poison.

Even the girls were mostly intoxicated and looked behind the curtain yearningly.

Hey!

The closest to Yang Zhi, that is, Feng Jingwen, who was dressed as a man, looked at Yang Zhi who woke up from the sound of the piano with a surprised expression.

The people in this are either prestigious talents or sons of families.

It can be said that the people who come to Wanhualou today are all Songzhou magnates and Songzhou talents.

But so many people are still confused by Hu Xian'er's piano sound, but Yang Zhi is the only one who can still stay awake.

Yang Zhi's performance impressed Feng Jingwen, of course, it was only a little surprise.

Yang Zhi also noticed Feng Jingwen's eyes looking at him, so he smiled back.

I didn't know her identity before, but now that I know, I can't mess with this eldest lady.

Songzhou Thorn History, if this is in Yang Zhi's world, it is the head of a province, his daughter, Yang Zhi does not dare to offend.

Yang Zhi, who woke up from the sound of the piano, listened to the sound of the piano at this time, and it was nothing more than that, he couldn't help shaking his head and said softly: "It's a pity that this is a good piano!" ”

Although it was just a casual sentence, it was like a thunderstorm on the ground.

In Wanhualou, there is only the sound of the piano left at this time, and there are still people who speak at this time, how not to be surprised.

The sound of the piano was originally smooth, but at this time, there was a trace of problems.

The person who played the piano seemed to have discovered Yang Zhi's accident.

The talented and powerful people who were indulging in it were suddenly woken up by Yang Zhi's words, and they all looked at this guy who didn't understand the amorous style with bad intentions.

Fairy bullet piano, is that anyone who has such ears?

"Bastard!"

The first to make trouble was Sima Jun, he didn't want to clean up Yang Zhi in front of Feng Song, who knew that this guy would dare to open his mouth to evaluate the Hu Fairy in his mind.

"What kind of place do you think this is, you dare to talk nonsense, I think you are impatient."

To say that Sima Jun is the first gentleman in Daizhou City, in his eyes, eating, drinking and having fun is more important than anything else, but in front of these, beauty is the first.

Sima Jun, who has been living in Songzhou for half a month, is fascinated by Hu Xian'er, and this Wanhualou is about to become his second home.

"Am I wrong?"

Yang Zhi is really not afraid of Sima Jun, if this guy doesn't have the support of the Sima family, he can cut it with one knife.

"The piano is a good piano, but the person who plays the piano is afraid that he has ulterior motives and wasted a good piano in vain."

Yang Zhike didn't give this Hu Xian'er face at all, not to mention that Lao Tzu didn't even see you, even if you did, you especially used the piano sound to confuse Lao Tzu, which can't be easily just counted.

Yang Zhi is not the one who suffers!

"You fart!"

Sima Jun looked at Yang Zhi coldly and said, "Even a waste like you can also understand the piano." ”

However, as soon as Sima Jun finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

Behind the curtain, a melodious voice had been heard.

"This son is right, it's Xian'er's fault, he shouldn't use this piano to play this tune."

The melodious voice makes people's blood swell, this Hu Xian'er is really not an ordinary woman, just this ability to confuse people's hearts is not something that ordinary women can do.

The piano has stopped, and Hu Xian'er has not finished playing this song.

When Sima Jun heard Hu Xian'er's words, he felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

"Miss Xian'er, don't you know, this bastard is Yang Zhi of Daizhou City, the waste son-in-law of the Wu family, don't be deceived by his rhetoric."

Sima Jun was still unwilling, and directly behind the curtain, he revealed Yang Zhi's identity.

When it came to the Wu family's abolished son-in-law, he also glanced at Yang Zhi proudly.

Just a waste like you, you dare to fight with the master.

Yang Zhi still underestimated his influence, and the identity of the Wu family's abolished son-in-law seemed to be no secret in Songzhou City.

This is not to blame Yang Zhi, he didn't know that Wu Xuelian was famous, the first beauty in Daizhou City.

And there is one more thing that many people don't know, but as the magnates and talents of Dasheng, they all know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince once wanted Wu Xuelian to enter the Prince's Mansion.

The woman that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Dasheng took a fancy to finally married a waste young master of the Yang family, this matter is not known to the world, but it is also widely spread.

Even with Yang Zhi, he has also entered the eyes of many talented and powerful people.

"It turned out to be Yang Gongzi!"

Hu Xian'er didn't seem to be provoked by Sima Jun, but treated Yang Zhi differently.

"Xian'er has long heard that Yang Gongzi is a young genius, and when he is fifteen years old, he is a seven-rank martial artist, who in the world can be as talented as Yang Gongzi."

Hu Xian'er really knew a lot, and even Yang Zhi knew that he became a seventh-rank martial artist when he was fifteen years old.

"Miss Xian'er, I'm afraid you don't know yet, this Yang Zhi was abolished as early as a few years ago, and he is now a waste."

When Sima Jun heard Hu Xian'er's words, he showed a disdainful smile and hurriedly told the matter.

After he arrived in Songzhou, he didn't know what Yang Zhi had made in Daizhou City, and even if he heard about it, he probably didn't believe it.

"I see!"

Hu Xian'er's leisurely voice came again, but no one knew what she meant by this.

After Hu Xian'er said this, she didn't say anything about Yang Zhi, but said softly: "I have to see you today, Xian'er has an idea." ”

"You are all talented people of the Dasheng Dynasty, and the immortals are not talented, so I want to ask you for advice."

Hearing Hu Xian'er's words, the talents in the field were all staring at the curtain.

If you can arouse Miss Xian'er's interest, maybe you can talk to her.

"Miss Xian'er is modest, it is rumored that Miss Xian'er is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she can't find a few women in the world, I'm afraid that I can't let Miss Xian'er enjoy it."

A figure stood up and first complimented Hu Xian'er.

After this man stood up, many people couldn't help but take a breath, and those who knew him began to whisper.

The girls in Wanhualou are full of little stars, who is this, so popular.

"Qin Gongzi, he was the champion last year, when will he come back to Songzhou."

Someone revealed the identity of the man, but he didn't expect it to be a champion.

Qin Gongzi, specially, is even more popular than Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is also the champion of liberal arts in his own world.

Qin Feng smiled, not to mention the identity of the champion, he was also the first talent in Songzhou City, and he was also a frequent visitor to Wanhualou before, and he entered Beijing to take the exam, and he hadn't appeared in Songzhou City for more than a year.

It seems that everyone has not forgotten him, Qin Feng arched his hand to the surroundings, his face full of spring breeze.