Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

It seems that it has brought people into another world.

Someone is standing quietly where heaven and earth meet. The phoenix sings on the high hill.

He seems to have a general appearance, and seems to have thousands of forms. When you are free, you look at the world indifferently.

The clouds and mountains are surrounded by fog, and the purple air and glow glow.

Misty, distant.

The sound lingers.

Others did not say anything, Huan Yishou was dejected, "How can you be willing to live like a dream? Dragons lurk in the abyss, phoenixes live in the paulownia trees, the gods and creatures are immeasurable in their splendor, and everyone in the world envy them. But for so long, how can I always seek for the one that suits my heart? Bureau. Is it possible for Yi to sing a song? Sima Xiangru's life can be described as a legend. In one song, there is a female confidante of the Zhuo family, who has gone from being a poor boy to a successful career. From this point of view, he is actually much luckier than the children of aristocratic families.

Not...all those who play the song "Feng Qiu Huang" can be like Sima Xiangru, and everything goes smoothly in life.

Jiang Chen glanced at him, and when he lowered his head, the sound of the strings suddenly changed, breaking away from the song "Feng Qiu Huang", and hearing another tune.

Huan Yi accepted him as his tacit consent. He took out the jade flute from his waist, moved his fingertips slightly, and the horizontal flute harmonized with it.

It's as fast as ice beads falling, and as slow as the breeze.

The human heart fluctuates with the sound.

Combining music is not something that can be done easily just by knowing the rhythm. It also requires a tacit understanding among the people who compose the music, as well as supplementary practice. It was obviously the first time for these two people to meet each other, but they could still be separated from each other and complement each other, which was not easy even for everyone.

Master Qin sighed, thinking that Boya Ziqi's experience must have been nothing more than this. Especially these two people are not weak, even the literary talents are only eight years old. This is probably a genius.

The song is over.

"The blue is better than the blue."

Jiang Chen stood up and bowed slightly, "Students don't dare, sir, you are overly complimentary."

Neither arrogant nor impatient, steady and generous. The master was very satisfied with this and no longer cared about the ear-piercing demonic sounds of the first twenty or so people.

Xie Yan propped his head, stroking his palms with admiration, "This song can only be heard in heaven, and how many times can it be heard in the world."

"Thank you brother..."

The tone was still his usual tone, but Xie Yan always felt that he could hear some anxiety, and he laughed for a moment, "Don't be impatient. Just sigh."

He appeared to be extremely agreeable. If Ling had met him in the past, he might not have thought he was the same person. But often his enemies always think that this is because his disguise is too perfect.

What is disguise and what is sincerity. In fact, what is the difference?

People's hearts are inherently changeable. They express different attitudes and make different choices in different situations. For many people, this is just a habit of doing things. For example...it's just that he consciously chose to act and let everything develop in his own favor.

In fact, he doesn't need praise from others as much as he doesn't need criticism from others. Whatever you do is right or wrong. After thinking about it many times, I realized that life is short, and if we can live it more interestingly, it will definitely be more enjoyable than other states.

One day, we will meet again when we should see each other, and there will be no exception when we want to see each other. No matter what, it must be ended.

That's the choice.

By then, he will surely give himself a result.

Jiang Chen looked down at Qin, his eyes were warm, but his expression and thoughts were completely different.

Perhaps this matter was widely praised by this master, and Jiang Chen would always receive extra attention from other masters in his subsequent courses. Even the master of the archery class, who was usually the most stringent and picky for safety reasons, really had nothing to say to him.

Huan Yi often came and went, and Xie Yan sighed, "Brother Ziye is really obsessed with music." He turned over and faced Jiang Chen, "Wen Cai, I'll leave you with your homework at the end of autumn."

Jiang Chen paused with his pen, "Seriously?"

“It really can’t be truer!”

"Can."

His promise was different from ordinary people's straightforwardness, and Xie Yan felt a little uncomfortable. After a moment of silence, he said, "Yan must be more careful."

Jiang Chen said, "Brother Xie needs to know, this..." He paused, seeming to notice something strange, "..."

Xie Yan was a little worried, "You are a literary talent? But you are not feeling well?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, "Brother Xie, Wen Cai went out for a trip. If the mountain chief's wife checks...just say she doesn't know."

He spoke quickly but clearly. Before Xie Yan could answer, the person opposite him had disappeared.

…

Back room.

Wan Lian picked up the clothes that had been pushed down on purpose, looked at the dust on them, and frowned. When he turned around and saw the laughing faces of the Wang clan members, he began to make plans in his mind.

Wang Zhong came up with someone, looking like he was watching a good show, "Hey, your clothes are dirty? What should I do? Mr. Ma is going to be naked in the riding and shooting class tomorrow!"

Wan Lian smiled slightly, relaxed his hands, and dropped his clothes on the ground. He smiled without looking, "You can buy clothes again if they are dirty, but it is difficult to deal with a person's heart."

"What? You want to fight?" Wang Zhong was eager to give it a try. Why is he acting so recklessly? Just because of Wang Ziyu's attitude.

Everyone sang together and watched the excitement. In their eyes, Wan Lian looked weak and could not withstand any punches.

Thinking of Jiang Chen, Wan Lian hesitated again. How is this not right? The young master is still studying, so it is impossible for him to cause death.

Still hesitating, Jiang Chen drew his bow and stood at the entrance of the courtyard, shot an arrow through the air, and wiped Wang Zhong's cheek, causing blood to splash out.

Jiang Chen drew back his bow and said quietly to Wan Lian, "What? He didn't teach you how to deal with a vicious dog that bullies others."

Wan Lian saw him coming, but acted nonchalantly about it, "It's not a vicious dog. At most, I heard a few barks. Wan Lian never minds pets, oh, no, useless waste."

Jiang Chen's eyebrows moved.

"You! My young master will avenge me!"

This sentence attracted Jiang Chen's attention, "Oh? Are you worthy of touching my young master's people?"

Jiang Chen took out an arrow from the arrow basket behind his back and said indifferently, "Anyone who becomes a slave will be like a piece of grass. Come to think of it, if I go over with an arrow now, Wang Ziyu will have nothing to do with it."

Wang Zhong felt cold in his heart. Seeing that although he was young, his tone was not false, so he immediately stopped. No one doubted that he was just casually saying something scary.

Wan Lian watched the show for a while, and now she really had the intention to kill him. Thinking of Jiang Mu's character, she sighed, "Young Master."

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, "Aren't you happy?"

Wan Lian said, "How could that be? It's rare for a young master to stand up for someone else, and Wan Lian is so flattered. Young Master doesn't have to be heavy-handed about trivial matters."

I don’t want to go back to Hangzhou, but I want to stay in the academy, and I can’t just add to the trouble. In fact, Ma Junyi was barely friendly to his master. He didn't quite understand why the master chose to refuse. In fact, this owner often refused to be friendly to others, but was quite kind and friendly to the target person.

…

The human mind is unpredictable...

Jiang Chen paused, and his tone immediately became cold, "I think so, for a person like me, I can't compare to your magnanimity and magnanimity."

Is there anything difficult to understand?

But it's because he can't be sincere in the first place, so how can he repay others. With all his past identities, being friendly to him would not yield any good results.

If he can control the entire field, he can make everyone happy. But people make mistakes, even if they fail, they will never be enough.

If the whole world wants him to die, he himself is accustomed to being pointed out by thousands of people due to occasional mistakes. How can we guarantee that being recognized as the person around him will not become the sharpest knife under thousands of people's pointing?

Now, since Ouyang Feng's unexpected death, he can no longer say that he can grasp all aspects of the current situation.

There was the first Ouyang Feng, and there was inevitably a second one.

Sometimes, people really need some luck. After all, he is not a superior god.

Wan Lian's expression froze and she sighed, why would she be angry about such a trivial matter? The lesson is one or two. How in the world can a human life be caused because of one or two dirty clothes? Thinking again, Jiang Mu and Jiang Chen were in a completely different environment, and they understood his changes very well. It can be seen that Jiang Mu has always been worried, and it is not without reason.

He finally had no doubt that this master could be very cruel to him.

The lotus is lying on its back holding a tree. What should I do?

Forget it, just calm down...

But...it's not like the master can be coaxed easily...

Wan Lian casually knocked on the tree beneath her. When she touched the tree, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Hey! Young Master~ Young Master~" In the evening, he brought a piano over and presented it as a treasure, "How about it?"

Jiang Chen seemed to have completely forgotten the past, and his expression was as calm as ever, even gentle, without any trace of depression. "What's the matter?" His eyes fell on the piano, and he quickly looked away.

Wan Lian knew that the piano he made was extremely good...

Even though he was apologizing, Wan Lian seemed to lack some of the sincerity that ordinary people should have, and his expression showed no heaviness or worry, "Young Master, what happened today is that Wan Lian's words were inappropriate. You sir have a lot of them. I beg you not to have to do this with me." Non-human calculation.”

At this moment, the two people's expressions were obviously completely opposite, but for some reason, they seemed similar.

The similarity may only be due to the fact that neither of them has the attitude that an apologist or someone being apologized for should have.

Some people have no formal appearance on the surface, but in fact every word and every word they say is carefully thought out.

Jiang Chen knew this very well. He shook his head slightly, there was no need to be angry or happy, "No."

Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, Wan Lian put down her piano and immediately revealed the matter, returning to her usual lazy look, "Thank you, young master..."

The material is of high quality, the strings are bright, and the wood smell has not completely dissipated. Jiang Chen can tell that this piano is made of Wanlian. Knowing that this was a gift of apology, Jiang Chen also asked, "What are you..."

Of course he wanted to confirm. In the past, he didn't ask, but too many people accused him of being sentimental.

Wan Lian slumped aside and replied, "I apologize. I'm sorry."

Jiang Chen sat at the desk and dialed a few notes. The tone was extremely accurate and had obviously been carefully adjusted. After being silent for a while, he didn't feel at all that he was knowingly asking, "Who taught you that?"

Wan Lian was stunned and hesitated for a while. Although he always appeared to be very tolerant, his actual thoughts and worries were no less than the three thousand worries described by people. When Jiang Chen mentioned this question, Jiang Mu's name popped into his mind, clearly visible at a glance. However, it is inevitable to have complicated considerations when rejuvenating the lotus. According to Jiang Mu, they...maybe they had a very good relationship as brothers in the past. As a result, the other party made a mistake and Jiang Mu reentered reincarnation... He never mentioned it, which was enough to explain what the master was thinking. At this moment, should he answer Jiang Mu...

Really life, no, the sword has a problem...

Wan Lian thought for a while and then said, "Yuan Youya."

Jiang Chen's fingertips stopped on the string, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking at all. Wan Lian felt uneasy, and his face became more solemn. He was observing secretly, ready to run away if there was any sign of trouble.

After a long silence, Jiang Chen replied, "I know."

No sadness, no joy.

I just answered these three words.

The author has something to say: Because - I was taking the final exam recently -

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