"She can provide the general content of Yu Qingfeng

"Feng Pianpian filled the cup, hoping that the other party would drink more so that he could take a few more glances.

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Yangzhou is an unknown small town.

Tu Shi took the risk and had a meal in the restaurant. He had already thought about it when he ordered the food. Once the guy found out that he was a wanted criminal, he would run away immediately, but the guy didn't have any abnormalities.

The reason he chose this restaurant was because he heard the sound of the piano coming out, which showed that there was a piano player. The performance of the piano player could attract the attention of diners, thus ignoring the wanted criminals sitting among them to the greatest extent. The piano player is a player. Generally speaking, players will relieve their honor and reduce their honor for the sake of rewards and are willing to play the piano in the restaurant to cheer up, and NPC is disdainful of this. Not to mention, he plays it very well.

The meal was quite smooth, but halfway through the way, an old woman with no clothes slipped in, holding a broken bowl tremblingly, begging for something to eat at the table.

The guy rushed over and took the broom stick to poke the old lady: "Don't come in! Do you understand the rules!"

The old lady probably felt weak and weak, and fell down as soon as she stabbed her, but she still protected the bowl tightly and cried: "I'm sorry, please pity me! The family is in trouble, and the old lady can't survive!"

I heard this accent, it’s from Jizhou? Ah... I remember it seems that the drought in the north is very serious? Did the victims all wander here to beg for food?

The old lady refused to leave and wanted to hug the legs of the table, but she was holding the legs of the diner, so she was kicked over and the bowl was smashed into pieces. The diner was a young man like a thin monkey, with her furry chest exposed, her eyebrows raised, her eyes glared, and her nostrils were facing the sky, and she looked the biggest style of a big man. The two of them at the same table with him cheered in unison, winking and arrogant, and they should be both gangsters.

"Hey!" Regardless of the crying old man, the gangster said to the guy: "Are you still doing business? I spent a lot of money to sit here, and my pants were stained by this dead old woman. Why don't you drive her away quickly?"

The guy answered again and again. Seeing this, Tu Shi quickly shouted: "Don't do it, I'll treat her to eat!"

Option a, ignore it; option b, lend a helping hand.

Selected poems of Tu b.

The gangster was unhappy and walked over swaggeringly. Tu Shi saw that the opportunity was not good - he was a wanted criminal and must not be recognized by the other party! So he quickly lowered his head. The gangster patted Tu Shi's face: "Oh, you kid are going to be a hero? I tell you, tell everyone, no one should give her food! I just want to starve her to death!"

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After the disguised sweet plot...

"You have a problem with your head? Don't you think about your current situation? You are going to help the weak and act as a hero? Can you not be divorced from reality? Can we be realistic? Even if that is not a trap, don't worry, because it's not your business at all!"

"knew."

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The shooting was very strong, and Tu Shi's head was beaten to the point of shaking. His brain was blank, and he only felt someone saying to him: Kill, kill, kill... The distance between him and the gangster was very close. It only took half a second, and it took only half a second to kill one shot. But what was the price of the attack? It was that the identity was exposed, and then players who were pursuing the rewards flocked to him. So Tu Shi stared at the conspicuous, oil-filled spot on the table, and blood was about to drip from his eyes.

Option a, ignore it; option b, lend a helping hand.

Selected poems a.

For the same multiple-choice questions, his choices before and after were inconsistent.

Did the gangster see Tu Shi?

There was a response, thinking that Tu Shi was timid, so he laughed a few times and walked back to his seat. At this time, the guy had already kicked the old lady away. The old lady was crying and walking outside. Tu Shi even shed tears when he heard it. He let out a low sob, so the gangsters laughed even happier, calling him a pussy, a coward, and using very vulgar words.

There was no problem with his head.

He will not expose his identity for someone he doesn't know.

But he didn't know why he cried.

Is it because the old lady was bullied? No. Is it because she was bullied? No.

He paniced. If he was not wanted, he would stand up for the weak without thinking, just as the three tests arranged by Master Right. But now he is wanted, he himself is not a representative of justice and cannot execute justice in a proper way. His tears are shed for himself. Unfortunately, no one around him can understand him, even Liu Dacaizi can't.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the piano master came to Tu Shi to sit down and whispered: "You are a good person."

Tu Shi was surprised and looked up at the risk of exposure, and looked at the piano master a few more glances. The piano master's long hair was draped over his shoulders, revealing his smooth forehead, and his face was full of straight lines, making him not feminine. Although his appearance was handsome, the most important thing was his eyes with extremely personal temperament, like a deep pool made of a beautiful wine, which made people intoxicated.

When the piano master met Tu Shi's eyes, the lines of his eyes became softer, and the spring breeze turned into rain, which made Tu Shi unable to help but relax his vigilance.

"You are Yu Qingfeng, right?"

Tu Shi's eyes suddenly became cold and exposed. His gaze quickly swept across the other party's hands. There were calluses on the fingertips and fingers, and long nails were left. Generally speaking, martial arts practitioners did not leave their nails, and the other party was indeed a professional in life, so Tu Shi felt a little relieved.

"The guqin is different from other musical instruments, so you must have real nails." At this time, the other party said again: "My name is Gaoshan Liushui."

This name is interesting. There is an allusion to the mountains and flowing water. Legend has it that there was a piano master named Boya in the pre-Qin period. A woodcutter named Zhong Ziqi could understand the true meaning of the song and understood that Boya played the mountains and flowing water. So the two became friends, and from then on, the saying "knowing the soul" - knowing the sound, you can know your heart.

I recalled the famous players, well, names I haven't heard of before.

"From the moment you cried for the old man in charge, I knew you were a good person, and it was not an exaggeration to say that you were a hero. It was a bit amazing. I fell in love with you at first sight and wanted to make friends with you."

Tu Shi did not dare to relax, but he suffered a lot in sweetheart's hands, and was played by Ling Lian Lanshan half-death, and he definitely did not dare to believe others again: "Just make friends, as long as you don't report me, I will thank you sincerely."

"Speak? How could it be? You are really amazing. If you report you, I will be sorry for my conscience. I yelled at the wrong side. Who can do it in reality? Who can do it in the virtual world?"

"I couldn't help her." Tu Shi waved her hand, "I'm actually a coward, you don't have to look down on me."

"You are definitely not a coward. A coward is other people who stand by and do not know themselves. They are so cowardly that they have no desire to help them. They will only follow the crowd and be timid until one day they become the target of being bullied." The slender fingers of the mountains and flowing water pressed on the table, staring at Tu Shi with their eyes: "The reason you cry is because you hate your tolerance and retreat."

Tu Shi felt an invisible wall in her heart collapsed.

He finally found a soulmate.
Chapter completed!