Piano

"Oh, by the way, Xiao Fengfeng, he even added me to his V letter. If you really want to know what he looks like, how about I just look through his votes for you?"

Lan Xuesheng snapped her fingers and took out her mobile phone: "Nowadays, children seem to like posting life photos on the ticket circle."

"...It doesn't have to be like this." Feng Xi covered his face with his forehead, "You just call out his data card and show me a look."

"Xuesheng, to tell you the truth, I got a copy of Duanyue's recent itinerary route map from Lao Chen this morning, and part of the V-mail chat history with him in his mobile phone."

"——In addition to Liang Qufu and others who are useless, he also secretly fooled the Gu carvings, as well as an ancient god who has always been erratic, Di Jiang." Feng Xi sighed sadly.

"Also, judging from the chat records we got, after Dijiang heard that I was looking for you to make up the strings, he seemed to be quite interested in you. He bought a ticket the day before yesterday and came to Daicheng. If there is no accident, he can arrive today. .”

"so……"

"So you want to confirm whether the customer who came to the store today is Di Jiang?" Lan Xue suddenly said, "Oh, you should have said this earlier, Xiao Fengfeng—here, the information card is here."

"But to be reasonable, according to what you say, then I think it is quite possible that he is Di Jiang." Lan Xuesheng reached out and stroked her chin.

"For one thing, his v-letter nickname is the so-called 'Xuan Chan hugging the wood', because this poem was written by a qin player in the Ming Dynasty, and my grandfather asked me to recite it back then—the latter line happens to be 'Di Jiang Shen Yin Sheng'."

"Secondly, I really don't remember what he looks like at all, or in other words, he's been in the store for so long today, and I didn't notice what he looked like at all—it's as if he didn't even know what he looked like. His face is long, so others will not remember his appearance."

"Third, although he claims to be a 'beginner', his attitude does not look like a real newcomer at all. Thinking about it, when I told him about various small problems related to the guqin, his reaction was unavoidable. It’s also a little bland—just like Gao Wan who fried fish in the game, he heard nothing fluctuate, and he’s used to it.”

"Four things...he rubbed Liang Qu before he left, and Liang Qu doesn't seem to have come to his senses until now." Lan Xuesheng shook her head, and while talking, she turned and glanced at a certain big fat cat that was still in a daze.

When the latter heard someone calling his name, he was suddenly shocked: "Ah? What?"

"Look, that's it." Lan Xuesheng spread her hands, and Feng Xi took her mobile phone with her mouth pursed.

On the eye-catching information card was a Q version of Di Jiang's head portrait that had been cut many times more cute. Feng Xi looked down at the person's ticket circle and nickname, and immediately felt a lump in his throat.

——Yeah, another self-destructing truck with a real name of surfing.

No wonder even she didn't know where he was, but Duanyue found him so easily on the Internet.

It seems that she played less games.jpg
Go back tonight and download its ten or eight mobile games.

Feng Xi cursed inwardly, silently manipulating Lan Xuesheng's cell phone, and pushed Di Jiang's v-letter business card to herself.

Lan Xuesheng, who was at the side, caught sight of her ever-changing complexion from the corner of her eye, immediately understood what she meant, and immediately felt embarrassed: "Good guy, it's really true."

"Then this great master is quite down-to-earth." ——The dress is as tender as a student who hasn't graduated from college, and his little red curly hair is quite trendy.

"Whoever said that gods can't be grounded." Feng Xi muttered, and returned the phone, "Come on, since he has already visited you and added your contact information on his own initiative, he shouldn't do you any harm , and I can relax a little bit."

"For the rest, I can add him myself and ask after I go back."

"Okay!" Lan Xue said in a good voice, put away her mobile phone and closed the store door, and rode on her little electric donkey.

She wanted to signal Feng Xi to step into the back seat, and she would take her back together, but when a certain elegant Qin saw her small car that was ventilated from all sides, she acted very moved and refused on the spot.

She was afraid that this kind of electric donkey, which was similar to a bicycle, would wring her floral skirt when it ran—this kind of material is very difficult to buy nowadays.

"Okay, then I'll push the car and go - anyway, it's less than 10 minutes away." Lan Xue groaned and said that she really overturned the car.

On the way home, Feng Xi looked down at the phone page, wondering whether to add Di Jiang, and how to talk to him about Duan Yue after adding Di Jiang. She didn't want to wait for her to figure out why. On the other hand, Jiang applied to be added as her friend first.

...?
Damn, is this big guy having a convulsion? ?
Where did he get her account!
Feng Xi was dumbfounded, and suddenly, Di Jiang over there had already sent him a series of messages first.

[Xuan Chan hugs Mu Ming: Miss Feng Xi, I am Di Jiang. ]
Hmm... the opening king exploded.

Feng Xi who saw the news was silent.

[Xuan Chan hugs Muming: I reckoned that you probably wanted to ask me something, so I went to Miss Quanlan's ticket circle, found your account, and added you as a friend before you. ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Mu Ming: Didn't scare you?Miss Feng Xi. ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Mu Ming: If there is no accident, the conversations I had with Duan Yue a while ago have fallen into the hands of you and Master Chang Qing—that little guy has a good temper, and I have dealt with him twice before , also know his skills. ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Muming: Yes, I guess you will want to know my attitude towards the things that Duan Yue wants to do - here I might as well tell you straight. ]
Good guy, it's still a straight ball party.

Neat enough.

Feng Xi's face twitched uncontrollably, she reached out to rub her face, forcing herself to calm down.

[Xuan Chan hugs Mu Ming: I think that bastard Duan Yue has a mental illness, and some of them are seriously ill and not even mild. ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Muming: After all, I managed to burp all things in one go, and he wants to restart it for me when he said restart—what, he wants me to spend 8000 years of effort to live again The old guy, let's die again for his outrageous idea? ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Muming: To put it bluntly, this kid just needs a beating. When you deal with him in the future, don't be scruples, let alone worry that I will help him. ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Mu Ming: I don't want to help him at all, not even a dime, and, if necessary, I will come over and tidy up your tail, so you can feel free to beat him up boldly! ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Muming: And, the last one—the little girl you found to help you repair the piano is not bad, she has a steady heart, good character, sincere heart, and she doesn't cheat. ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Mu Ming: I am very optimistic about her. ]
Well, this is the truth.

Feng Xi nodded her head seriously, and sent Di Jiang a message crackling.

[Feng Xi: Indeed. ]
[Feng Xi: Although the girl Xuesheng is a little naive, her character and skills are absolutely fine, and I haven't met such a good seedling for a long time. ]
[Feng Xi: In addition, Great God Dijiang, with your few words, I can completely feel at ease. ]
[Feng Xi: To be honest, I have been thinking about beating Duanyue for a little 100 years——by then I will never be merciful. ]
[Xuan Chan hugs Muming: ojbk, it's absolutely fine, girl, remember to ask me to eat a hot melon when the time comes. ]
[Feng Xi: ...Okay. ]
Unexpectedly, hahahahaha, he is a straight ball party! ! !

I can’t do it anymore, I’m sleepy, tomorrow’s will be hard to write again