"His Royal Highness the Prince is very talented in composing music, and he also plays the flute very well in this piece, which creates a warm and gentle atmosphere, expresses his yearning for emotions, and expresses the theme of teenage love vividly and movingly."

Qin Jian's series of words were very smooth, just like doing Chinese reading questions in his previous life, and the template was very comfortable to use.

"Little brother Qin is still so good at talking, but..."

Xue Qinghe was not annoyed, and just smiled slightly: "But I just said that this was specially made for Little Brother Qin and me. Aren't you touched?"

"What should be touching?"

Qin Jian had a look of confusion on his face: "I really can't do this..."

"Substitute?"

Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes: "So, what kind of substitution does Little Brother Qin want?"

Qin Jian said seriously: "If you compose a song for me called Butterfly Lovers, I should be happy to accept it."

This time it was Xue Qinghe's turn to look confused: "Liang Zhu? What is that?"

"Come, come, come... Your Highness, please take a seat. I will tell you the story of Liang Zhu."

Qin Jian casually pulled a chair and placed it next to him.

I couldn't help it, it felt a little awkward to keep talking to Xue Qinghe with Ning Rongrong in my arms like this.

Xue Qinghe blinked and finally sat down next to Qin Jian.

Qin Jian started to tell the Douluo version of the story of Liang Zhu...

This time, Tang Yuehua had the integrity to announce the results of the assessment and give an award speech before everyone finished eating the melon.

Unfortunately, almost everyone is absent-minded...

Tang San even let slip when he was first in the speech: "Thank you Teacher Yuehua, thank you Qin Jian... uh, cough cough... thank you Princess Xueke for your cooperation..."

"To summarize, this story is about a soul master who disguises herself as a man and sneaks into a high-end academy that only accepts male students, and then falls in love with and kills her roommate, right?"

After listening to Qin Jian's story with strong implications, Xue Qinghe's expression remained unchanged.

This made Qin Jian, who had been carefully observing his expression, feel uncomfortable.

Why tell the story of Liang Zhu specifically? Isn’t it because you want to test Xue Qinghe’s true gender?

It turns out that this guy is indeed a super undercover agent who has been lurking for twenty years, and his ability to manage facial expressions is at its peak...

"Yes, I really hope that the same is true with His Highness the Crown Prince?" Qin Jian said with a smile.

Ning Rongrong quietly pricked up her ears.

"So, little brother Qin, are you sorry that you are not a daughter?"

Xue Qinghe showed a big smile: "It doesn't matter, I like little Qin's current gender. If you were a girl, I wouldn't like it yet!"

Qin Jian... stiff.

"Brother Jian, do you hope that His Highness the Crown Prince will be born as a girl?" Ning Rongrong suddenly said.

Qin Jian took over the words: "Yes, many years have passed, and His Highness the Crown Prince still misses me. I am also very touched, but I cannot accept homosexuality..."

"Oh? Why can't you accept it?"

Xue Qinghe smiled: "This is a normal thing among the royal family and nobles."

Qin Jian shook his head and said seriously: "I'm not denying this phenomenon, it's just that I can't accept myself like this from the bottom of my heart. As for other people who like this, I will respect it."

"well…"

Xue Qinghe pretended to sigh: "My position as Crown Princess and my future position as Queen are all waiting for Little Brother Qin... Do you really not want it?"

He looked at Qin Jian with calm eyes, but deep in his eyes, there seemed to be an undercurrent quietly surging: "Or would you rather be the Pope's concubine?"

Qin Jian's heart moved.

What this sentence reveals is that he is clearly at odds with the Pope.

Apparently, changing the way of birth still failed to change the relationship between the enemies, mother and daughter.

Therefore, the fact that he is so frank at this moment, even playing the flute in public and expressing his feelings on his face, is not only the influence of the long-term charm soul skill back then?

Is there any conflict with my mother?

No, what's going on with you mother and daughter? Is there any connection between fighting for dominance and fighting for men?

"Although it doesn't sound good after I teach you, at least the target is a woman..."

Qin Jian looked at Xue Qinghe faintly and said: "I really don't want to fence with a man..."

"There are some things you just don't want to do..."

Xue Qinghe stood up, left such meaningful words, and then turned back to his seat.

He has decided to fully intervene in this matter. Twenty years of lurking experience tells him that as long as the intelligence is complete and the calculation is proper, there is nothing that is impossible.

Returning to his seat, Xue Qinghe turned around with deep eyes: "Qin Jian, a million-year soul beast, level 70, with strength comparable to level 85 Soul Douluo. He once had an abnormal outbreak and suppressed Bibi Dong for 5 minutes. In addition,

There is also the passive suppression of the power of sacrifice..."

"There are indeed enough trump cards, but if you plan carefully, it's not impossible to draw them all out..."

"It just so happens that, according to what Grandpa said, Bibi Dong is now immersed in love and her thoughts are restricted. Last time she plotted against our Elder Hall, this time she can do the opposite..."

He squeezed his slender palm quietly, as if to hold Qin Jian in his palm: "You are the first man I like, and you are the man she wants, so... you must belong to me!"

After pacifying Na'er and getting rid of Xue Qinghe, no one is making trouble anymore, and the graduation performance can be considered a perfect ending.

Of course it's perfect for the melon-eating masses, but probably not for those students who want to take serious assessments.

All the limelight was snatched away by Qin Jian. They doubted the meaning of the performance they had been looking forward to for a year...

"Qin Jian, long time no see."

Tang San walked over, unable to stop the smile on his face.

"I said, long time no see, long time no see. What's going on with that satisfied smile on your face?"

Qin Jian looked at him and said indifferently: "Are you really so happy to see me?"

"No, I just, well, today's melons are particularly sweet. Really, I didn't expect Yuexuan's watermelons to be so delicious." Tang San said seriously.

Qin Jian's head was full of black lines: "That's enough. You eat melon wherever you go. Does this bastard Oscar have such a big influence?"

"No, this is the true meaning of life."

Tang San patted his shoulder and praised: "And it's not that I like eating melons. It's really that you are too upright and upright, and the various famous scenes you create make me want to stop. So you can't blame Oscar. The culprit is you yourself."

"Do you know how to say hello?"

Qin Jian kicked him out.

Tang San laughed, stepped aside and waved his hands: "It won't be long before we have a five-year appointment, don't forget it..."

"I didn't forget, otherwise I wouldn't have come to Tiandou City at this time..."

A smile appeared on Qin Jian's lips: "Xiao Wu should also be here, but Zhu Qing, I don't know where she is now. She is the only one who doesn't know about our agreement."
Chapter completed!