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Chapter 116

Ye Jinghan raised his eyebrows, "Why, do you still need to worry about where I go?"

This bad girl helped her, but she didn't even say a word of thanks, and she actually wanted to make him leave.

"How can it be possible? It's just that you have such a big Buddha left in the academy and scared them. How can they still attend class? Am I not doing merit for you?"

Gu Chunuan pointed at the trembling students who were kneeling all over the college, with a hint of joking in his eyes.

Xiao Yuxuan and others thought that the God of War would definitely not be able to leave easily. Unexpectedly, Ye Jinghan waved his hand and Qingfeng immediately understood and pushed the wheelchair out of the Royal Academy.

He only left a faint sentence, "If you don't go back home tonight, let's see if you can keep your dog's legs."

Well……

The God of War just left like that?

Is he really here just to help the ugly girl?

Recalling the attitude of the God of War towards Gu Chunuan several times before, Xiao Yuxuan seemed to understand that the God of War might not be as difficult to get along with as he thought.

Gu Chunuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Dog legs?

Are her legs dog legs?

"Okay, everyone, take your seats and continue the class." Shangguan Fuzi said.

Everyone sat down, their hearts still ups and downs, and many eyes turned to Gu Chunuan with a hint of inquiry.

"Next, Ye Feng."

Ye Feng didn't know when he had changed into clean clothes and came back. When he heard his name being called, he stood up and bowed respectfully, then slowly sat down at the table.

He has a tall figure and an extraordinary air, his hands are stroking the strings, and his cold eyes are filled with unpredictable light.

Gu Chunuan approached Xiao Yuxuan and asked, "In today's class, are we going to have everyone play the piano one by one?"

"Yes."

"Then have you played?"

"I...my hand is injured. Master Shangguan specially approved that I don't need to play anymore."

Gu Chunuan gave him a look of disdain.

Look at the panic in his eyes, it's obvious that he is lying and he can't play just one sentence.

"You said that after so many days of lessons, Shangguanfu has never played the piano. Does he really know how to play the piano?"

"Of course I do. His piano skills are world-famous."

"Then why doesn't he play?"

"…"

She was either late for class every day or dozed off. Even if Shangguan Fuzi played, she couldn't hear it.

Suddenly, a melodious piano sound passed through the academy and passed through the jungle to everyone's ears. Everyone trembled and were attracted by the beautiful piano sound.

Even Gu Chunuan is no exception.

But I saw Ye Feng, dressed in blue and white elegant clothes, sitting cross-legged at the table, with his straight back as if it would never bend. He played lightly with his bare hands, and the beautiful and lively sound of the piano flowed out from his fingers, as if he was blending with the world.

as one body.

The sound of the piano was both high and low, low and lingering, gentle yet passionate. The breeze blew by, blowing the hair on his forehead, making him appear more and more ethereal and elegant.

Xiao Yuxuan exclaimed, "Wotao, the piano played by Ye Feng actually sounds so good. Did I hear it right?"

Gu Chunuan listened carefully to the sound of his piano.

There is a hint of sadness and helplessness in his peaceful music.

It seemed that he was trying his best to struggle against the shackles, but he was pushed into the endless abyss of darkness time and time again. Looking around, he saw darkness and no light.

The deep sound of the piano seemed to be telling all his helplessness.

Gu Chunuan felt heavy after hearing this.

What kind of past has he experienced that makes his piano sound so desperate and painful?

The song is over.

Everyone was still unable to come to their senses.

Tears fell from the corners of many people's eyes.

Along with the joy and sadness of the music, the air seemed to be filled with a touch of sadness just like the sound of his piano.


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