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Chapter 421

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"Won't we know when we get up there?"

Coincidentally, a student who had just finished her performance came back with a zither in her arms. Song Yaoyao stopped her and said sweetly, "May I borrow your zither?"

When she smiled, her dimples were deep and her eyes seemed to be filled with honey.

The girl blushed and nodded as she hurriedly passed the zither to Song Yaoyao.

"No problem."

Song Jingwan glanced at the zither with a half-smile. "Don't force yourself. I don't remember you learning the zither before."

"There are many things that you don't know —"

Song Yaoyao held the zither and leaned over slightly with a smile. She placed her hand on Song Jingwan's shoulder.

She muttered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You'd better pray that you have nothing to do with Han Jun's incident. Otherwise —" She sneered. "I'll kill you."

Song Jingwan's back stiffened in an instant. However, it was only for a moment before she relaxed again.

She acted as though she didn't understand what Song Yaoyao said and calmly pushed her away.

"I don't know what you're talking about. If you want to slander someone, you have to show evidence."

She had been in front of everyone from the beginning to the end, so naturally, she wouldn't admit to it.

Song Yaoyao looked at her and smiled.

She blinked. "Evidence? Do I need evidence to hit someone? Hmm? "She tilted her head." My dear sister, don't you think I'm too kind? "

She had never been a good person …

Song Jingwan's expression froze and the corners of her mouth twitched.

How could she have forgotten that this girl in front of her never acted according to common sense?

She stared at Song Yaoyao warily, in case she suddenly attacked her.

However, the student in front reminded her that Song Yaoyao was going to wait for her turn.

Song Yaoyao smiled. "Let's talk later —"

Song Jingwan heaved a sigh of relief and clenched her fists. "All the best."

She couldn't wait to see what Song Yaoyao could sing!

The gymnasium was very big. After the previous performance, the performing students bowed and left.

Thunderous applause rang out.

"Next, let's welcome Grade 12 Class 3's Song Yaoyao, who will be bringing us the song essence … cough, 'Loyalty to the Country'!!"

The student in charge of hosting the event had obviously heard of Song Yaoyao and had seen her before.

It was one thing to change the performer at the last minute, but this song? Are you sure you don't want to change it?

"Ouch …"

An Ruoyao had already finished her performance. She sneered as she stood beside Song Jingwan. "Has she given up on herself? You don't want to waste your spot, but since you can't win with your singing skills, you've decided to go for the comedic route? "

"Puchi …"

Song Jingwan rolled her eyes and smiled at An Ruoyao. "Don't talk nonsense."

Actually, she was also looking forward to it.

At this moment.

"Clang!" The whole place was silent.

The girl's fingers were slender, and her black hair hung behind her back. A strand of hair hung gently on the side of her face. Coupled with the lotus flower between her eyebrows, she looked even more charming.

She hooked her finger and strummed.

It was just a few simple notes, but she had already outlined a majestic feeling.

From slow to fast, to extremely fast —

The rhythm became more and more passionate. Everyone's mouth was wide open as they stared at this scene in a daze. The girl's slender fingers stroked the strings so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

Accompanied by the majestic momentum, as if there were thousands of soldiers and horses rolling over, a delicate and gentle voice slowly sounded.

The tune was obviously modified. If the original singer was called Steel Bones, then Song Yaoyao's was the only touch of tenderness before the battlefield.

Her accompaniment was thousands of soldiers and horses, and her voice was filled with love. Mobile users, please browse and read. A better reading experience comes from Love Network.

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