Ning Shu had been observing the movements around him just now, because there were people coming and going in this hall, and most of the small people wandering between the tables and chairs were ...... Recognize him. Suddenly, when he heard Yuan Youtao ask this, he subconsciously answered, in fact, it was a very honest answer, because he had really been to Oiran Xuesan's room to get the real test paper for the Taifu assessment, but in such a place, on such an occasion, in front of such a person, to say such an answer, it would inevitably seem to change its taste.

Enter a daughter's boudoir in the green building, tsk......

How many romantic people in ancient and modern times are all bowing down in the soft red of the boudoir, lingering on the red collapse of the mandarin duck, not to mention the gentle township of the top brand Oiran in the top green building in Los Angeles, not to mention, it is said that this Oiran Xue San is still a Qing man.

Regardless of the location and occasion, even if it is an ordinary daughter's boudoir, if a man can enter and exit, it is not an ordinary man.

Ning Shu's simple two-word answer in the ears of Yuan Youtao, a regular visitor to the red pile of snow, is like his own thoughts, the beautiful things he wants but can't get are easily obtained by others, and he is like the ordinary old Wang who lives next door in his own village, and suddenly there is a guard of honor that stretches for miles, and the leader kneels in front of the tattered wooden door that squeaks when the wind blows, looking at the bad old man who has patches on his clothes and says excitedly, Your Majesty, we can be regarded as finding you, hurry back to the palace!

So he cried out in almost horror.

Ning Shu's thoughts of regret couldn't keep up with Yuan Youtao's surprised movements at all, and before he could cover Yuan Youtao's mouth with his hand, the sound of the indignant beast had already spread out.

What's even more unfortunate is that everyone is concentrating on appreciating this Yangui dance, there is only the sound of pipa and guqin in the field, Yuan Youtao's shout is just stuck in a certain interval of the music, just one sound, Ning Shu and the four piercing characters of birds and beasts spread throughout the hall.

The students are more concerned about the word beast in the back.

The red pile snow is up and down, from the small guy who serves the fruit plate to the beautiful woman dancing on the stage, it is obvious that he cares more about the name of the person in front of the beast.

The little ones stopped in mid-air with their hands holding exquisite snacks on them, thinking of the young man who walked into the building with his head stuffed at the beginning to the last one with a relaxed and indifferent face at the end of spring and early summer.

The steward stood on the right hand side of the round platform, his hands bowed and slightly stiff in front of him, thinking of the high-spirited scholar who went in and out of the backyard as if he were in and out of his own home, with a sword at his waist.

The girls dancing on the round stage stopped dancing, thinking of the one who looked clear and clean, knew the etiquette, knew the proportions, was full of youth, and was quite mysterious, and made people miss it often after his disappearance...... Affectionate man.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the lobby was a little awkward, and everyone looked at the corner table where the voice came.

The steward looked at the immature face, and felt that the few freckles on it were really eye-catching, and the saber on his waist was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, and at the end of spring, I don't know how many eaves and rain curtains and tassels in front of the door were opened, and I didn't want to look at it a second time at a glance, because it was the young man who walked in and out with a scroll in his memory, and used the lingering green building as a place to study.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, and said in his heart, I haven't seen him for two months, why do you want to come back, the girls in this building are finally when you are dead and have never appeared, why do you have nothing to do and come to pluck their heartstrings?

The girls in the red pile of snow had never seen the lovely little boy since that rainy day, and they thought that it was because they had to prepare for the assessment and couldn't get away, but for more than two months, a summer has been boiled into autumn, and the boy named Ning Shu has never been here once.

So the pleasing little boy became a ruthless and unrighteous man, there was a period of time, the daughters in the building could not lift their spirits at all, they were sullen all day long, they danced without a soul, they didn't even want to wipe the rouge, the lovely freckles in their minds became ugly symbols, the delicate faces became deliberate disguises, and the dashing swords became a representative of roughness and barbarism.

The students of Yishe had already heard that Ning Shu could cross the Qinglou of the No. 1 Tianzi on the day of the assessment and the release of the list, but except for a few people such as Jin Weiqi who had really seen it, the other students had only heard about it, even if there was the affirmation of Jin Weiqi and Yuan Youtao at that time, as time passed, everyone left this matter behind.

This shout brought back everyone's memory......

Walk across the red pile of snow.

Entering and exiting the building is like going home.

Oiran rushed to enjoy the flowers and the moon with him.

In the past, the bold words that were mentioned returned to the minds of the students, the hall of the red pile of snow, the Oiran on the stage, the Ning Shu in the corner, the students in the field, all the conditions have been met, the students looked quietly, curious with excitement, excited and a little questioning, ready to see how the teenager crossed the No. 1 Qinglou in the sky.

But the building seemed to have become solidified with Yuan Youtao's shout, the singing and dancing on the stage had stopped, the little guys were still stunned, and the steward's face was cloudy.

There is no imaginary enthusiasm and unrestrained, twisting the waist and saying the last sentence: "Master, you are here", there is no nodding and bowing greeting, and there is no grand ceremony of the old mother waving her handkerchief and taking all the girls down the stairs.

It was quiet.

The students who were waiting for the most spectacular scene in the Qinglou couldn't help but be a little disappointed when they saw this scene, among them were people who were good at observing words and feelings, seeing the expressions of those little guys, stewards, and beauties who didn't seem to be interested in the name Ning Shu, but the atmosphere in the field was very weird.

Not only the students in the lobby, but also the students from the southern countries led by Wang Yuhuai, the talented son of the Nanyue royal family, who gathered in the box upstairs, also came out one after another, holding on to the railing and looking down at the movement below, and after seeing that the protagonist in the audience was the person named Ning Shu again, they became more interested.

In the eyes of these foreign students, this young man named Ning Shu is competing with the talented son of the Wang family, Wang Yuhuai is a cultivator, and it is normal to go to the building every day to meditate and practice, but you don't practice, and like everyone else, you can't remember those cultivation classics on the second floor, what do you do when you go to the building every day?

You must know that even you as a mortal can persevere, and those Tianya Eight Sons who are cultivating on the second floor are even more energetic in cultivating, in a sense, Ning Shu has really brought them tremendous pressure.

"If you look at the look on the face of that Oiran Xuesan girl, you know that Ning Shu's ability to cross the red pile of snow must be a rumor, looking at that posture, if it were me, I would definitely go up and slap it twice!" someone by the railing sneered.

The women on the round platform saw the green but upright figure in the corner, and for a while their hearts seemed to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle, joy, shame, and complaining that all kinds of emotions were full of emotions, and they didn't know what to say, so they looked at the leader Xue San.

Oiran Yukisan was the first to react, only to see her hands lift the hem of her skirt that reached the floor, ignoring the stairs on the side, and jumping directly from the round platform, such a sharp and bold aura made the lobby that was a little crowded because of the students' gatherings gave way to a blank road, and at the end of the road was the round table where Ning Shu was sitting in the corner.

At the same time, on the second and third floors, there was a sound of colliding soles with the floor, and one by one the doors were pushed open, and the beauties with flowers and moons walked out from behind the doors, some tidied up their clothes, and some rubbed powder on their faces while walking, and they had only one goal...... That's going downstairs.

What's downstairs?

There's a teenager downstairs.

The daughters of the Qinglou were in a hurry, bringing a gust of fat powdery wind, Xue San took the lead and walked quickly to the young man's table, looking at the person in front of him who had been missing for more than two months, his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water.

What does my daughter's family hate the most?

It must be a man with affection.

A negative man who tugs at your heartstrings but refuses to make promises to you.

After self-satisfaction, he waved his sleeves and disappeared.

For such a person, or for such a person who dares to come back after making a mistake, the girls' pair of jade hands playing the piano and making tea have been prepared for a long time, just waiting for the skin and flesh to meet after the whirring wind.

But looking at the few lovely freckles on his face, and feeling the clear breath of the scholar on the young man's body that has become stronger because of his studies, coupled with a more impenetrable sense of mystery, all kinds of feelings are mixed, and finally converge into one sentence.

"How are you doing?"

Oiran Xue San asked softly with pity, a pair of jade hands playing the piano and making tea clenched their sleeves, looking extremely concerned, Yuan Youtao moved his ass to make room for a place and a large open space, and suddenly a group of Qinglou girls surrounded the small round table in the corner.

A girl pursed her lips and complained about why she didn't come for these two months, why didn't she send a letter?

A girl angrily scolded that the course schedule in Taifu was too full, and she was tired?

A girl picked up a piece of pastry with one hand, held it below with the other, and gave it to her mouth at least, and kept saying that she hadn't eaten well and had lost weight......

Xue San and Wan Wan, known as the two pearls of red snow, sat on Ning Shu's left and right, one wiped the pastry residue at the corner of the young man's mouth with a silk handkerchief in his hand, and the other beat the young man's shoulder angrily, gently scolding him for having no conscience.

Unlike the noisy corner round table, the lobby in the middle and the railing upstairs were still quiet, and everyone was speechless in constant shock.

They looked at the coquettish voices in the corner, and looked at the two amazing beauties around their classmates, and they were already dumbfounded.

Jin Weiqi looked at the young man in a daze, and sighed in shock after a while: "I knew he had something to do with this place, but I didn't expect it to be such a relationship!"

"It turns out that the cross-trip red pile snow is like this!"