Brawl

He originally wanted to turn around and leave, but Cheng Shouping was staring at him here. With the unreliable strength of his mouth, if he escaped from his sight, the entire Chu family would know in a second.

Currently he has to live in Chu's house, so he can only swallow his anger temporarily, hey, Ruanfan is not so delicious.

After entering the school, find a place where no one is around and slip away.

He grabbed the schoolbag that Cheng Shouping had prepared for him - it was really embarrassing for such a big man to carry the schoolbag to school.

Zu'an entered the school gate with a stinky face. After entering, he found that there was a wide tree-lined avenue in front of him, with towering old trees on both sides, making this avenue unusually quiet.

He looked around and found that there were many young and beautiful girls along the way, with passionate ponytails, short skirts fluttering in the wind, and faintly visible white thighs.

Students in this world dress much more openly than I imagined. It seems that going to school here is not so unacceptable.

From a distance, there is a gate in front, and there are people guarding it to check the students entering and leaving. It turns out that there is another school gate there.

Zuan rolled his eyes, and took a chance to get away from the crowd, and left by the side path.

go to school?It is impossible to go to school, and it is impossible to go to school again in this life!

He walked along the side tree-lined path, but the greenery near Mingyue College was really good, there were flowers, plants and big trees everywhere, and he got a little lost when he turned around.

In the end, when he left the range of Mingyue Academy, he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north.

"Where is this?" Mingyue City is very big, and he has only been in this world for two days, so he is not familiar with Mingyue City at all, and he doesn't know where he is in the city.

"Yu's family is so famous, someone should know where her family is." Zu'an's mind was full of thoughts on how to complete Ji Deng's mission and restore his glory as soon as possible, otherwise, what's the point of cultivation and so on.

He walked around for a long time, but it was like seeing a ghost, and there was no one who asked for directions nearby.

Boom!

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and then thunder could be faintly heard in the dark clouds, followed by raindrops falling from the sky.

Little Yu Zu'an didn't mind this, but the thunder made him a little panicked. You must know that he was struck by lightning into this world. He didn't think that he would be able to go back if he was reprimanded by thunder again. The big ones may be dead.

Boom!

The thunder became louder and louder, Zu'an looked around and found a gazebo not far away, and hurriedly ran to avoid it.

After running in, he couldn't help being taken aback, because he found that there was already a first-comer in the gazebo. A woman in a plain skirt was sitting lazily on a chair by the gazebo, leaning against the railing, resting her chin in one hand and staring blankly. Looking into the distance in the rain, the index finger of the other hand gently hooked a blue wine gourd, and the wine jug swayed with her fingers, as if it would fall to the ground immediately when a little wind blew, but But it has been hanging firmly on her fingertips, but it can't fall off.

Zaan was soon attracted by another scenery. It turned out that the woman's legs were naturally bent on the chair, and her shoes were neatly placed on the ground, so a pair of flawless white feet were exposed under the skirt. It was really warmer than jade and smoother than silk.

Before today, Zaan always felt that apart from face control, chest control, waist control, and leg control, everything else was heresy, but at this moment, he finally understood why some people would be foot control.

"Have you seen enough?" The woman didn't turn her head, but she seemed to know everything that happened behind her.

"I haven't watched enough." Zu'an blurted out, but he felt a little regretful in his heart. When will he be able to get rid of his cheap talk? Now that he is no longer on the Internet, he and the other party are not separated by network cables and screens. They may really come over Hit him.

Although he has just been promoted to the strength of 20 people, he still has a feeling that the woman in front of him is not something he can handle.

The woman obviously didn't expect him to answer so confidently, she couldn't help turning her head to look at this shameless guy, looked him up and down, and then turned her head to stare blankly at the rain curtain in the distance:

"Then keep watching."

This time it was Zu'an's turn to be surprised. Rao had seen all kinds of gods on the Internet before, but he didn't expect this woman to answer in this way. He had just caught a glimpse and found that the other party was an extremely beautiful woman, but Qiushui There seemed to be an inexplicable sadness in the usually distant and clear eyes.

She was sitting like that, leaning against the railing, and the drizzle came in from outside the pavilion and sprinkled on her. She was still indifferent, as if she could feel her quiet breathing from a distance.

At the beginning, Zaan looked at the beautiful figure of the beautiful woman in front of him with great interest, but for some reason, he couldn't help but feel sad when he looked at it.

He withdrew his gaze, and also looked at the pattering rain curtain outside the pavilion. At this time, a song he had never heard before sounded in his ears. At that moment, he was a little dazed, as if he saw the water of the waterfall going upstream and saw the dandelion. The seeds floated back from a distance and gathered into an umbrella. I saw the sun rising from the west and setting to the east. I saw the busy figure in the kitchen during the ten-year cold window.

"Are you crying?"

An elegant voice sounded next to his ear, and Zaan realized that his face was already wet with tears, and the woman on the opposite side was looking at him curiously.

"I'm a little homesick." Zaun wiped the tears on his face. He has always been heartless. Before, his mind was full of excitement and fear of traveling to a new world. Only now did he think of the world where his parents learned of his death. I don't know what it will be like to be sad.

The woman's expression moved, she obviously didn't expect that he could understand what she was blowing.

Zaan noticed that she was holding a conch-shaped musical instrument in her hand, and couldn't help but ask, "Did you use that to play just now?"

"Hmm." The woman nodded.

"Can you borrow it from me?" Zaun asked.

"You also understand rhythm?" The woman was a little surprised.

Zaan laughed at himself: "I know a little bit about all the skills that can't make money and are useless."

The woman couldn't help smiling, and threw the instrument in her hand to him. Za'an took it in her hand, and found that the shape of the conch-shaped instrument was very unique, but the music theory was the same. The various tones of the instrument, but noticed that the woman's faint lipstick was still on it, and couldn't help hesitating: "Is it okay?"

The woman smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

Only then did Zaan put it to his lips to try it out, not to mention figured out the rhythm of its pronunciation, it was very similar to the ocarina in his own world.

Because he was just aroused with homesickness, he subconsciously played a song of the original scenery of his hometown. In his previous life, he studied hard in order to pick up girls in college, but later found that no matter how good he is at playing the ocarina with both hands, he can’t compare with others. Driving a Ferrari with one hand.

Recalling all the past life, Zu'an didn't know whether it was Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou.

At the end of the song, the two people in the pavilion were thinking about their own thoughts and remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until the woman on the opposite side wiped the corners of his eyes that Zaun regained his balance: "You cried too."

The woman sighed softly: "I seem to see fields, sunsets, and farewells from this song. What's the name of your song?"

"The original scenery of my hometown." Zaun replied, "What about your song?"

"Sea of ​​Silence." The woman lifted the wine gourd and took a sip of the wine, "Do you want to drink?"

Zaan hesitated: "I don't have a cup." For some reason, facing this woman, it was difficult for him to have any evil thoughts, and he became a little different from his usual self.

The woman threw the wine gourd to him directly: "I don't mind, what are you afraid of."

Seeing her so free and easy, Zaan felt that he was a little pedantic, so he directly raised his head and took a sip, but just after drinking it, he felt a burning sensation rushing straight into his throat, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

He was so choked that his face was a little red: "What kind of wine is this, why is it so strong?" This wine was much more exaggerated than the vodka he drank in his previous life.

"The name of this wine is 'Terratian Yaki', and it is really difficult for ordinary people to bear. I have a special constitution, so I often drink this wine to warm up." The woman took back the wine gourd and took a sip again. There was a faint blush on the cheeks, obviously enjoying it very much.

"My name is Zaan, what about you?" Zuan asked subconsciously.

The woman smiled slightly and shook her head lightly: "Floating life is like this, don't be more and less, it's better not to know."

Zaan looked depressed: "But you already know my name."

The woman replied: "You wanted to say it yourself, and I didn't ask you to tell me."

"I always feel that I have suffered a lot." Zaun felt very unhappy.

The woman couldn't help laughing: "You are not at a disadvantage after drinking my wine."

"That's true," Zaun noticed that the rain had gradually stopped, and stood up and said, "If we meet again by fate, can you tell me your name next time?"

"I'm afraid we won't have a chance to see you again." The woman shook her head, and suddenly her eyes fell on the bag behind his back, with an extremely strange expression, "Are you a student of Mingyue Academy?"

Zu'an's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he escaped from inside, he said with some vigilance: "You don't answer me, why should I answer you?"

The woman pointed to his backpack: "Actually, I know it even if you don't tell me. This is Mingyue Academy's Zhishi backpack, which only students in the academy have. It should be class time now, why are you here?"

"In addition to kindergarten, I have been in school for 20 years, and I don't want to go to school anymore in this life." Zaun was very angry when he talked about this.

"Kindergarten?" There was a look of confusion in the woman's eyes, obviously she didn't understand what it was, but she didn't bother to delve into it, and sighed secretly in her heart, and I was the same, so how can I say anything about him.

"Thank you for the wine, I have to leave first." Zaan was still thinking about finding Yu Yanluo, after all, it is related to lifelong happiness.

"Okay, maybe we will meet again by fate." There was a playful look on the woman's lips.

Zu'an wants to believe you, what a ghost, is it true that beautiful women are born to be so appetizing?

He had just walked out of the gazebo not far away, when suddenly a man in black passed by not far away, glanced at him, walked back quickly after not walking a few steps: "Huh, Zaun?"

"Who are you?" The man in front of him had a long scar from his nose to his right cheek. Zaun noticed the plum blossom logo on his neckline, and couldn't help but jump in his heart. He remembered that the twelve clubs had a similar logo.