The atmosphere in the Intellectual Loft was a little strange. The owner of the Intellectual Loft did not want to see this happen. As such, he shot a look at one of the girls on the second floor.
Then, the music began to play again. This time, it was the sound of a pipa.
The ancients had a saying, "Cover your face with a pipa."
Fang Zhengzhi was in an extremely good mood. He looked at the shy expression on the pipa girl's face and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The Intellectual Loft was indeed the most famous loft in the Eight Miles of Fireworks.
After laughing, Ping Yang seemed to have the heart to listen to the music and became quiet.
At this moment, Wu Feng had already returned to his seat. However, the expression on his face was a little dark, and the hand that was holding onto the jade flute was a little pale.
"Young Master Wu, why bother with these people?"
"Exactly, these two people did not even receive an invitation from the Emperor. They will definitely fail the court theory examination."
"It's just that I'm a little unwilling."
When the other candidates saw Wu Feng's state, they all tried to comfort her.
Fang Zhengzhi ignored them. He looked at the decorations around the Intellectual Loft. The layout of the Intellectual Loft was based on the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams. Other than that, it seemed to be hiding something.
A brothel built in the middle of nowhere had such a grand design. The brothels of this world were not as simple as he thought.
...
In a classically decorated room in the Intellectual Loft...
There was a thick stack of books on a purple wooden table. Next to the books were many small scrolls. Each scroll had a different handwriting on it.
Behind the desk, a woman in a black robe was opening the scrolls one by one and reading them. She was very serious, reading each scroll carefully. After a moment of contemplation, she put them down.
The bright light from the lamp shone on her face, revealing her fair skin. There was also her picturesque eyebrows. The most eye-catching thing about her was the scarlet cinnabar between her eyebrows. It was like a bright red dot falling from the white snow, causing the woman to exude a kind of incorporeal charm. She was extremely alluring.
"Master!" A servant in a black dress walked into the room and bowed.
"What is it?"
"Master, Young Master Fang, Young Master Yan and the others have already arrived at the Intellectual Loft."
"Okay, got it. Let's follow the plan."
"Yes!"
…
A literary conference held in a land of fireworks. Of course, it was not as simple as just writing essays. Every candidate had a dream, which was to become a legend before the court examination results were announced.
When he was awake, he held the power of the world, and when he was drunk, he bowed to beauties.
How could there not be good stories when it came to the nomination for the Golden Roll?
There was naturally something special about the Intellectual Loft that was able to become the brightest star amidst the eight li of fireworks. Apart from the relaxing layout and melodious music, the Intellectual Loft had its own unique characteristics.
It was because the Intellectual Loft was the star of the Eight Miles of Land of Fireworks.
To be able to become the star of the Eight Mile Fireworks in Yan Capital, a place where talents from all over the world gathered. Of course, he couldn't just rely on his looks and figure.
He also had to have skills that others could not surpass.
Apart from that, he had to be aloof.
Purity was the purity of aloofness, and arrogance was the arrogance of cold arrogance.
The reason was very simple. A treasure that could be casually enjoyed by others could never be called a peerless treasure. Only something that could be seen but not touched would be treasured by others.
Immortal Tune.
She was a woman who had suddenly become famous three months ago, a woman who was as proud as a shining golden lotus in the mud. Her beauty was not the most gorgeous, but it was the most gentle.
Gentle like water. However, the water in this pond was extremely clear.
Since it was called Immortal Tune, it meant that it was mesmerizing. This was not the most important thing. Most importantly, Immortal Tune could be sung, danced, and played.
Other than that, Immortal Tune was also proficient in poetry. She could form couplets and couplets. Furthermore. His painting skills could also be appreciated by scholars and literati.
Even though she could not compare to the famous Yun Qingwu of the Great Xia Dynasty, Immortal Tune was very approachable. He could not touch her, but he could still see her.
Just as Fang Zhengzhi was listening to the music and munching on his melon seeds, he saw the surrounding candidates burst into an uproar. It was almost as if they had been poked in the butt. They all stood up.
Then, a red ribbon fell from the top of the attic, from the top of the attic to three meters above the hall.
"Is this an act?" Fang Zhengzhi guessed.
"It's Miss Immortal Tune! Miss Immortal Tune is coming!" Wen Dabao was equally excited. His face was flushed red, making him look like a pervert.
"Immortal Tune?"
"She is the star of the red lanterns." Ping Yang explained.
"Oh." Fang Zhengzhi nodded. No wonder Wen Dabao was so excited. Star? What could she possibly do?
Just as he was thinking about it, the lights in the loft dimmed. Only the eight stages on the second floor and the center were still lit.
Then, someone placed red drums on all eight small stages.
"Drums?" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly taken aback.
This world should be dominated by the guqin. Drums... was that a minority?
"Lady Immortal Tune!"
At that moment, all of the candidates cried out in unison. All of their eyes glowed.
Fang Zhengzhi's curiosity was also piqued at this moment. He raised his head slightly and looked upwards.
He saw a red dress float down from the top of the loft. Her sleeves danced in the wind as she carried a black guqin in her arms...
She looked like a fairy.
"I heard that Lady Immortal Tune is at the Divine Seal State. Looks like it is true."
"Descending from the sky, she really is like a fairy that floated down to the mortal world. Beautiful, absolutely beautiful …"
All of the candidates stared at the red-robed figure floating in mid-air. Their eyes were filled with fascination, and their expressions were filled with yearning.
"Ding!" The guqin vibrated.
It was almost as if a light breeze had caressed their faces. They felt their bodies go limp and they fell back into their chairs.
"It looks like this Immortal Tune has accessed Dao through sound." Yan Xiu's lips twitched.
"Using sound to enter Dao..." Fang Zhengzhi remembered that Yan Xiu had once told him that Wu Feng used sound to enter Dao. Now that Yan Xiu mentioned it on purpose, it was probably to remind him of what it meant to use sound to enter Dao.
"Ding!" The guqin vibrated again.
The wind picked up.
Fang Zhengzhi looked at Immortal Tune, who was holding onto a piece of red silk with one bare foot. She was plucking at the guqin in her hands.
Immortal Tune was wearing a veil just like the other girls. However, her veil was red and transparent. Fang Zhengzhi could vaguely make out her facial features.
She had a delicate face, willow like eyebrows, and a pair of ink-like eyes. Those jet-black eyes seemed to be flowing slowly, revealing a kind of water-like tenderness.
The music filled the air.
Just as Fang Zhengzhi picked up a piece of fruit and listened to the music, the music stopped. Then, two pieces of red silk flew into the air.
"Dong!"
The two drums began to beat at the same time.
All of the candidates were completely mesmerized by the music. They looked at the red silk dancing in the air, their eyes burning with passion.
The music was beautiful.
Occasionally, the guqin would play, and other times, the drums would beat. The red silk danced in the air. Immortal Tune danced in the air.
Fang Zhengzhi finally understood why Immortal Tune was able to become the star of the Eight Miles of Smoke and Fire City.
Just the guqin and drum skills alone were enough to excite all of the candidates.
Moments later, the music stopped and the red shirt descended from the sky.
"Lady Immortal Tune said that the court examination results will be released tomorrow. If any of the candidates can understand her wishes, they will be invited to drink with her."
A voice rang out at this moment.
"Drink with her?"
"She will be my soulmate!"
When the candidates heard this voice, their bodies heated up. This was a chance to be alone with Immortal Tune. Normally, they would not have such an opportunity.
"Young Master Wu, you are a musician. Whether or not you can enter Lady Immortal Tune's tent is all up to you!"
"Yes, Young Master Wu!"
"A talented man with a beautiful woman. It will be a great story."
Very quickly, all of the candidates turned to look at Wu Feng.
Wu Feng regained his smile. "Nice to meet you, Lady Immortal Tune.
"Nice to meet you, Lady Xian Yin. I am Wu Feng, ranked third on the Rising Dragon Roll. Nice to meet you." Wu Feng bowed as he spoke.
"Nice to meet you, Young Master Wu." Immortal Tune's voice was soothing and intoxicating.
When Ping Yang saw this scene, his lips curled into a smile.
"Fang Zhengzhi, do you want to try?"
"Nope." Fang Zhengzhi rejected without hesitation. He had majored in ancient literature in his previous life. He could recite a few classics and compose a few poems. However, when it came to music...
He did not know how to play the guqin, nor was he familiar with the zither. What about the drums? He had no idea.
In terms of bragging, he knew how to do it.
Previously, when he chatted with Yun Qingwu on the boat, he ordered the Guangling San. To put it bluntly, he was just fooling around. Did she really want him to play it? He would be tone deaf.
"Hahaha... you definitely don't know. Yan Xiu should know?" Ping Yang chuckled when she saw Fang Zhengzhi's rejection.
"I know a little, but not as good as Wu Feng." Yan Xiu shook his head.
Wen Dabao was tempted. However, he blushed when he remembered that his opponent was Wu Feng. In the end, he gave up.
Wu Feng's ears twitched as his lips curled into a smile, "Lady Immortal Tune's guqin and drum ensemble is one of the best in the world. However, we have someone else here who is also the Imperial Examination Double Roll Champion. If Lady Immortal Tune could perform a duet with him, it would be a great story."
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