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Chapter 422

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The smoke of war rises and the mountains look to the north.

The dragon flag rolls the horse and neighs the sword is like frost.

My heart is like the Yellow River.

Who can resist me for twenty years?

Where my long sword is pointed to.

How many brothers and sisters are buried in other countries?

Why not sacrifice a hundred lives to serve the country?

I can't help but sigh. Tears of blood fill my eyes.



That voice was ethereal and pure. It was extremely clear and gentle.

Song Jingwan's smile froze on her lips. An Ruoyao was in a daze.

The same thought appeared in their minds at the same time.

How could it be?

When the girl sang the second verse, everyone thought that the first verse was already amazing enough.

Until —

The girl sang this verse in a theatrical manner …

The smoke of war rises and the mountains look to the north.

The dragon flag rolls the horse and neighs the sword is like frost.



What was kneeling when speaking? This was kneeling when speaking.

What was face-slapping? Now, it was a slap in the face!

Song Jingwan's face alternated between red and white. She pinched her palms tightly and tried hard not to lose control of her expression.

"Sir, isn't that Miss Song …"

"Shut up —"

A figure arrived late. He stood on the high steps, and the figure of the young girl playing the zither on the stage was completely reflected in his deep phoenix eyes.

It was as if she was the whole world.

Every frown, every smile, and every glance was enough to move people.

Shen Xun put his hands in his pockets and leaned lazily on a shelf not far from the stage. He looked at the girl on the stage who was emitting endless light.

He could see that the students in the stands loved her. They all raised their phones and saved this image.

"She's really outstanding, right?"

A clear voice sounded beside him. Shen Xun didn't need to turn around. He knew who it was.

"Stay away from me."

"This is a public place." An Feiran stood quietly beside Shen Xun. His eyes were shining as he looked at the girl on the stage. "More and more people will fall in love with her."

Shen Xun was irritated. There was a strong sense of hostility between his eyebrows.

"Don't think that I won't dare to beat you up just because you have her backing. Shut up!"

An Feiran shrugged and smiled shyly. "If you hit me, Yaoyao will be angry."

Shen Xun knew that this person was not a good person after they got to know each other better.

He was full of evil ideas. The tricks that the third class used to torment the students were all his ideas.

He gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, "Damn it …"

This brat, sooner or later he will …

He had to teach him a lesson!

After the song ended, everyone was in a daze for a long time.

On the other side, Song Yaoyao finished playing. She stood up and picked up the guzheng, preparing to leave the stage.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!! "

The applause at the scene was like thunder, almost breaking the ceiling of the stadium. Song Yaoyao was shocked. Weren't these people a little too enthusiastic?

She looked up. Perhaps it was because the person standing on the stage was too dazzling, Song Yaoyao locked onto him in a second.

Her eyes lit up, and in an instant, a sweet and charming smile bloomed on her face.

Her eyes were sparkling and sparkling.

The boys were dazzled by her smile, and their faces turned red in an instant.

Even the girls were fascinated by her.

Song Yaoyao's eyes were firmly fixed on the man.

She smiled and waved to the people on the stage. Then, she looked back three times at every step and stepped down from the stage under everyone's strong demands for an encore.

Therefore, she did not notice that a certain someone's face instantly darkened when he saw her smile.

Song Jingwan was sitting at the back. She did not need to go to the front to see how successful Song Yaoyao's performance was this time.

When she played the guzheng, Song Jingwan knew that she had already won half of the competition. Mobile users, please browse and read. A better reading experience comes from Love.

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