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Chapter 173

Miss Ren was so angry at my somewhat frivolous words that she would blow her beard and stare, if she had a beard.

However, there was actually a white Yamaha grand piano in her room, so she pointed angrily towards the piano and asked, "The piano is over there, can you play it?"

"So easy!" I said with a relaxed smile. I stood up and walked towards the piano and said in admiration: "If I had had one like this when I was a child, my mother would no longer have to worry about my poor piano playing!"

Miss Ren looked at me with wide eyes.

I walked to the grand piano very gracefully, sat down, smiled at her, deliberately took the opportunity to adjust my coat, secretly took out the Banana Five inside, and chose a song at random.

There is, "miss you" played solo by piano prince Richard Clayderman, well, that's it, the atmosphere is just right!

After clicking the play button, he raised his hands gracefully and gently placed them on the keys. A very melodious piano music slowly flowed out.

On such a quiet night, with the trickling music, I was intoxicated in the world I created. Every note, every pause, seemed to be a confession of emotion.

I will never forget that at that Mid-Autumn Festival party, I played this piece, and Xi Yan was like a very simple girl sitting under the bright yellow prop moon, raising her head at a 45-degree angle, full of affection

Reciting aloud:

...The night is very quiet. What can't be quiet is that I miss you. I don't know why I miss you so much... There are thousands of words, but I can only say one sentence, it's great to know you! I feel like I miss you.

It is also a kind of happiness and a kind of pain. It can be regarded as sweet pain!

There are seven billion people in the world, and I just met you. Is this a kind of fate? There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, and I prefer you. Is this a preference? I have always been indifferent to friends.

But, I really want to see you. Is this a special passion?

I can't explain! I only know that you have a unique inner quality that attracts me, makes me feel very precious, and makes me feel that I should cherish it!

There are many emotions that cannot be expressed in words, and I feel the same way about you. Therefore, I can only express it with common sayings that have been said by countless people for thousands of years. I really, really like you and miss you...

That was our first cooperation, and it was also because of this that we started a love affair. Although it was poor, it was full of sweetness.

And this song is also full of my imagination and sustenance for a better life. It has always been the motivation and source of my survival. Every time I hear it, I always unconsciously think of that night and that melancholy temperament.

The piano prince and the beautiful and simple princess made romantic confessions in front of flowers and under the moon, expressing their pain of lovesickness.

When the song ended, along with the curling coda, my mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

I gently raised my hand, and Miss Ren was also stunned, looking at me with tears in her eyes, "You..."

"I plug my anus! I plug my anus..." The huge song "Gangnam Style" that followed immediately shattered the romantic and melancholy atmosphere that had been cultivated so hard!

And I just came back to my senses. I was a little embarrassed and panicked. I reached into the inner pocket of my coat at a loss, took out my mobile phone, and hurriedly turned off the music!

I looked at Miss Ren very embarrassed, I thought she would be very angry.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly couldn't help but laugh: "You bastard, I was almost deceived by you! I thought you could play so well! It turns out you were using your mobile phone! Liar!"

I stood up with an innocent face and explained, "I really played it! If you don't believe it, I can play it again!"

Miss Ren showed a tangled expression that wanted to laugh but also wanted to be angry, "Okay! Seeing that you have worked so hard to perform, I won't be angry with you anymore!"

I turned off my phone and stuffed it back into my pocket, and said helplessly, "Okay!" I sat back on the sofa.

Miss Ren seemed to be in a much better mood. At least she was now willing to look at me head on, and said curiously: "You looked so good just now, you could win an Oscar for Best Actor!"

I chuckled: "I am a national-level pianist, and I accompanied my brother Pavaratti in the Golden Hall in Vienna!"

Miss Ren looked at me with contempt and said, "Will you die if you don't brag?"

I said nonchalantly: "What I said is true. It's up to you to believe it or not, but I believe it anyway!"

Miss Ren shook her head helplessly, but her tone was not so serious, and said: "Why did you come to me? It will be misunderstood in the middle of the night!"

I stopped joking and said, "Do you want to turn the fortress into the long-term residence of Creation?" I had changed my expression to a very gentle one, deliberately avoiding some sensitive words, and instead used

It is a kind of insinuation and guiding inquiry method. This sentence is obviously much better than "Do you regard the fortress as the long-term residence of your creation?"

Miss Ren gave me a very dissatisfied look and said, "Of course I do! Do you even need to ask?"

So I continued to ask her: "If the shadows come to attack you now, can you survive?"

Miss Ren said matter-of-factly: "That's why we need to make the city wall taller and thicker, and build more arrow towers! This way it won't be so easy for Shadow to rob us!"

The logic is correct, so I continued to ask: "What if the shadows only besiege but not attack? I mean, the shadows have surrounded the fortress, but they only use siege equipment such as catapults and wall-penetrating crossbows to deal with you. What should I do?

manage?"

You must know that Shadow is willing to spend money to buy these catapult wall-penetrating crossbows, and Chuangshi, to put it bluntly, Miss Ren can't afford a few wall-penetrating crossbows for city defense even if she goes bankrupt. The most she can do is bite the bullet and buy some NPCs.

There are archers and asphalt, kerosene and rolling logs used for city defense, but these little things are nothing compared to the catapults with super destructive power and long attack range.

Miss Ren was stunned for a moment, but still refused to admit defeat and said: "As long as the level of the city wall and gate is raised, they will not be able to break it open so easily!"

This is her character that refuses to admit defeat. I just wanted to push her to the point where she had no way out, and chased her and asked, "What if they enter the city?"

Miss Ren squirmed a little uneasily, "Aren't there still you guys?"

I knew this was what she had in mind, so I continued: "What if we get entangled in the reverse current on the road? Or what if we are ambushed by the NPC army trapped in Dragon Valley?"

"No! We will definitely capture the Sleeping Dragon Valley in the next few days!" Miss Ren said with certainty.

I was speechless, "Who said that?"


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