Looking at Yun Zheng, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: How could she forget that Yun Zheng told her about Hua Ruoxi's flaw in the previous life. In this life, he was present at the scene in person, so naturally he knew Hua Ruoxi's tricks clearly!
Yun Zheng subconsciously responded to her bright smile. When the curve on his lips was slightly raised, he seemed to have thought of something. He quickly lowered it again, pursed it slightly, and continued to walk his proud and luxurious route.
Yin Yi behind him laughed secretly, thinking of the male protagonist of the romance novel who was burned today, and then looking at the proud face of his own prince, he felt a mess in the wind: Master, are you planning to kill all the men?
Play all the protagonists again?
Lin Qingran stood up, walked to Miss Hua calmly and stopped, with a sincere smile on her face: "Miss Hua's pipa song is touching. I have also learned pipa for two years, and so far I only have one song, "
"Ambush from Flying Daggers" is played to my ears. If Miss Hua doesn't give up, can you listen to this song and give me some pointers?"
Yun Zheng's proposal was already puzzling, but now that he heard Lin Qingran speak like this, he couldn't understand what these two people were up to.
With Miss Hua's divine song in front of her, what kind of skills does Miss Lin need to have in order not to be embarrassed?
Before, I felt that Yun Zheng was quite affectionate towards Lin Qingran, but now I feel that there cannot be any hatred between the two people. Otherwise, why did King Yun insist on pushing the second Miss Lin into the ditch?
Hua Ruoxi obviously didn't expect that with her "exquisite" skills, there would be someone who could go up against the wind. She was slightly distracted, then smiled gently and said modestly: "Guidance is not enough, let's learn from each other!"
Lin Qingran was no longer polite. Instead, she pointed at the pipa in Hua Ruoxi's hand and said with a smile: "I don't plan to play today, so I don't carry the pipa with me. I would like to ask Miss Hua to give me some love and lend me the pipa!"
Everyone who was still whispering suddenly became quiet after hearing these words. They looked at Lin Qingran as if they were looking at some kind of monster. They didn't know how the second lady of the Lin family grew her head.
First, she overestimated her ability to challenge Miss Hua’s divine song, and now she actually wanted to borrow Miss Hua’s pipa. Did she think her death was not ugly enough?
You must know that every skilled person must have his or her own musical instrument if he wants to maximize his skills. Miss Lin Er is really too trusting.
Everyone was waiting for Lin Qingran to make a fool of himself with Hua Ruoxi's pipa. Some jealous ladies covered their mouths and started laughing.
Who would have thought that Miss Hua, who was considered a gentle and talkative person in everyone's mind, would change her face slightly when she heard Lin Qingran borrowing the pipa, revealing a bit of embarrassment: "This pipa was my mother's favorite thing before she was alive. I have always cherished it, and I don't care about it any time."
I can’t bear to take it out and play it…”
At this point, his eyes turned red, as if he was unbearable: "Please forgive me, Miss, I...I..." The rejection was clearly revealed.
I don't want to lend out my late mother's belongings. Although I feel stingy, it's understandable.
Lin Qingran was not annoyed, and looked at Hua Ruoxi with great sympathy, and asked in a casual manner: "How many years has Miss Hua's mother been gone?"
Hua Ruoxi felt happy when she saw that she no longer asked about borrowing the pipa. Following her wishes, she talked about the late Mrs. Hua: "My late mother passed away in the winter five years ago."
Lin Qingran suddenly laughed: "Miss Hua, if you don't want to lend me the pipa, just say so. Why bring up the name of my late mother and disturb the peace of my ancestors in vain." Pointing to Hua Ruoxi's hand.
He picked up the pipa and said: "Although I am not good at learning, I still have ordinary eyesight. The pipa in Miss Hua's hand is quite new. It was only made three years ago. How come it has become a relic of our ancestors?"