Rebirth: The Curse of Manzhushahua

Chapter 21 No.14 Who Do You Like

No.14 who do you like

"Her trophies should belong to you, so it's really cheap for her," Wenhui said through gritted teeth, which really disappointed her. What kind of princess, that's just ordinary. Yes, so, this may be what others say, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Therefore, her listening skills are much better than ordinary people. Ouyang Man's piano is nice, but it is too loud. Deliberately, every point, every pull, has been done to perfection.However, not everything needs to be perfect. If it is too perfect, it will be fake and lose the taste it should have.

But Xia Sha is not, she is casual, her fingers are like clouds, her zither is like rain, and playing the tunes from Qin Dynasty is like a trickle of water, which makes people so infatuated that she can't even look away.

However, Ouyang Man didn't make her feel this way, so Xia Sha's playing is much better than her, and she can be sure.

"How could it be?" Xia Sha just smiled unintentionally. At the end of the song, she also clapped her hands like others. The applause was so loud that it became the biggest applause since the beginning. In terms of acting, Ouyang Man is undoubtedly successful and the most dazzling.

Ouyang Man stood up, looked at the big group of people below, and heard the thunderous applause, the smile on her lips increased, only occasionally, when she passed by the people below, she smiled slightly With a little bit of Luo Mo, just like her when she came on stage.

She walked down and still sat in her seat, and the next show, under the sound of Ouyang Man's piano, had lost all its luster, and it couldn't make people feel sympathetic. It was just a simple performance, but also Can't let people go to really integrate into it.

Xia Sha looked at her fingers, which had thin calluses.

Back then, who was the person playing the piano under the parasol tree.

Back then, who was the sword dancer in the drizzle and quicksand? Was it time or something that was crushed by the wind?

The picture in the memory started to become clear from the blur, her lips slightly raised, but in fact, it was just an intoxicating sakura falling.

No one knew that outside the auditorium at this time, there were three people, sitting, leaning, or standing, all with their own independent temperament.

"Who does she like?" The man with light and dark hair, his smoky eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly sinister. He was half lying on the railing, not wearing a school uniform. Appropriate casual clothes, very lazy.

"No matter who she likes? It can only be mine," the standing man has a tall body and handsome facial features, except for his expression, which can be said to be cold, his thin lips are parted, and he wears He was wearing an iron gray suit, with his hands in his pockets, and his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, but he possessed a daunting strength.

"Junhao, you are so confident, don't forget, you still have a rival in love with me," the man lying on the railing turned his head, although it was a joke, but there was no joke in his eyes, obviously very serious.

"It's up to you," the man named Jun Hao said in a lukewarm voice, obviously not paying attention to his words.

And there was another boy sitting on the ground, obviously much quieter than them, he just sat and didn't speak, a streamer flickered slightly in his slender eyes.

"Maybe she likes both of us, we." His voice was slightly low, with a feeling of embarrassment several times, but it was very nice.

(End of this chapter)