Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 57—The Oath of Love

When Luo Feng was walking straight and entering the bathroom at the last turn, there was a lot of sound of falling glasses.

Chu Suo burst into tears, and the soil bun is a soil bun, and will not take advantage of the situation to attack.

Regarding the selection of his wife, Chu Suo is naturally more inclined to Bao Ningzha.

In addition to personal strength, the eight masters of Yangcheng have a profound family background.

That soil bun is simply incomparable.

Seeing Luo Feng so ignorant, Bao Ningsu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Once Luo Feng really embraced him as a beautiful woman, Bao Ningzha would have to vomit three liters of blood tonight. After all, the four words "soy milk fritters" came up on the spot.

I wanted to mock Xia Luofeng, but I didn't know that he was caught in the other party's trap.

That soil bun is too cunning!

Luo Feng was shot while peeing in the toilet.

"Everyone gave in, let in all." At this time, an abrupt voice rang behind everyone.

Hearing this sound, Bao Ningsuo looked happy.

It's Dong Bo!

Bao Ningzha hurriedly glanced over, and he was even more pleased.

At this moment, Dong Bo's appearance suddenly ordered someone to move the piano back.

This is undoubtedly a timely rain!

If it wasn't for Dong Bo's old age, Bao Ningsu really wanted to hug him and kiss him twice.

Bao Ningzha clenched his fist tightly.

His eyes couldn't contain his excitement.

The opportunity to counterattack is here!

Soy milk fritters?

Humph! How can a vulgar "soy milk fritters" compare to your own piano music?

"Tubaozi, since you won't strike while the iron is hot, don't blame me for grabbing food, no, it should be-this should belong to me!" Bao Ningsuo's eyes flashed with coldness, and his confidence returned, his head held high. Chest, full of sorrow.

"Dongbo, why did you move the piano?" Liu Mei almost missed it, because he and Luo Feng asked them to move away.

Dong Bo smiled, "There is a young talent who said he wants to send a song to the eldest at a birthday party. I can naturally meet this requirement."

Everyone's eyes fell on Bao Ning's body.

The eyes shone brightly.

This birthday party tonight is really worth it.

A battle for love was staged so fiercely.

Can Bao Ningsuo's piano music beat Luo Feng's "soy milk fritters"?

"Bao Ningsuo's piano is really not covered, it is called the little prince of piano."

"Of course, how else would it be one of the eight essences of Yangcheng."

"This is what our nobles play, soy milk fritters, let it go to hell, Brother Bao will beat it with a piano song!"

Everyone was looking forward to it, including the students in the third grade [7] class behind them. Although they didn’t know what the eight masters of Yangcheng, Bao Ningzha once played and sang piano music at a school party, and it was amazing overnight. The whole school!

Soon, the piano was placed in the position designated by Baoningshu.

Bao Ningsuo's dress tonight is also quite formal, in a casual suit, tied with a bow, and his tall and straight body looks very handsome, especially the hair of the saucy bag, which brightens the eyes of many people.

When he came to the piano, Bao Ningzha showed a confident smile on his face.

Turn around and look back.

At this time, Luo Feng just came back.

The corner of Bao Ning's mouth was raised slightly, and the plan could still be carried out.

With one hand stroking the piano, Bao Ningshu's eyes were as bright as stars.

At this moment, little stars really appeared in the eyes of some of the little girls present.

"Awesome."

"As if born for the piano."

"Go to the piano, the temperament is completely different."

One after another sigh.

Bao Ning's eyes stared affectionately at Zheng Wei.

"Vivi, this song [Oath of Love], for you."

There is no secret of love in the tone.

The Oath of Love!

Openly confessed.

Although Bao Ningsu had been pursuing Zheng Wei, he had never said such a thing.

He thought he could slowly capture Zheng Wei's heart, but the appearance of Luo Feng gave him a strong sense of crisis.

I must be straightforward.

I don't believe it, Weiwei still wouldn't choose between herself and the soil buns?

Humph, soil buns, you are destined to be a foil tonight!

Bao Ningzha sat down.

Speak gently.

"The Oath of Love, an internationally famous piece, composed by Richard Clayderman, a famous piano performer in Paris, France." Bao Ningsuo feared that others would not know the size of his piece. Before he played it, he came. An explanation.

Indeed, most of the present were rich second-generation middle school students, and Richard Clayderman was too strange to them. However, listening to Bao Ningzha said this, it gave people a very good feeling——

Soon, everyone was full of expectations for this song [Vow of Love].

Bao Ningsuo's hands fell on the piano, his handsome face with a faint smile, the image of a prince charming, and the melodious sound of the piano came gurgling like spring water, which was beyond words.

As soon as the piano sound came out, the scene fell silent.

Appreciate quietly and feel the sensation brought by the piano sound.

The Oath of Love.

The notes were beating, as if the spirit of love was in sight.

The combination of speed and slowness, speed and order, the fingers are beating, and the eyes are deeply intoxicated.

A song [Oath of Love], slowly disappearing——

The reverberation lingers around the ear.

There was silence in the audience.

After a few seconds--

"Okay!" Chusuo shouted loudly, clapped with his hands, and immediately pulled everyone back from the artistic conception of this piano song.

Bao Ning's mouth twitched, this pig-like teammate.

Even if you want to applaud, don't be so fast.

It's a pity that the artistic conception was destroyed. Following Chu Suo's applause, Chen Kuan beside him also clapped desperately, and soon the applause spread throughout the hall.

Whether it's the rich second-generation party or the third grade [7] classmates, they all clapped together.

In contrast, offending a Luo Feng is better than offending Bao Ningzha.

What's more, this piano piece by Bao Ningzha is really empty and moving.

"There are really two brushes." Tang Dal and Luo Feng had already retreated to one side at this time, Tang Dal sighed, "Brother Feng, it seems that you have met your opponent."

Luo Feng glanced at Tang Daer speechlessly. If it weren't for the soy milk fritters he took out, it wouldn't have caused this beautiful misunderstanding. Now almost everyone in the audience regards himself and Brother Sao Bao. The jealous battle between them!

Luo Feng was helpless, he seemed to have said nothing from beginning to end.

But the audience had already regarded themselves as Bao Ning's rival in love!

Bao Ningzha stood up, looked around everyone with a smile, and saw that Luo Feng had retreated to one side, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smug smile.

This song of love will directly crush your soy milk fritters.

The reaction of everyone at the scene has been fully realized.

Bao Ning's hand swung lightly, and the audience quickly became quiet.

"Forgot to tell everyone one thing." Bao Ningsuo said with a smile, "Student Luo Feng also said this morning that she wants to present a piano piece to Weiwei."