It is impossible to be a running dog. Most Chinese people still have blood. At most, they can be heroes again in 18 years!
Everyone decided to fight the approaching enemy!
The fight eventually turned into a brutal hand-to-hand combat.
Just when they were almost in dire straits, support arrived...
After escaping death, an old friend who was a bugler and draftsman composed this song to commemorate the fierce battle their team had experienced. Because the melody was inspiring, it later became their team song.
However, apart from the guys in the team, only a few people have heard this song. How could this girl play it?
Could it be that she knows Qingfeng?
Just as Mr. He was surprised and happy, Wen Xi had already come down with the zither in his arms.
The old man hurried forward.
The people around him hurriedly made way for him.
"Girl," the old man looked at her anxiously, afraid that his joy would be in vain, and even his voice trembled, "Who taught you this song? Was it an old man named Xi?"
"Xi?" Wen Xi raised his eyebrows slightly and shook his head, "I don't know anyone with the surname Xi."
The old man got anxious when he heard this: "Who taught you that?"
"My mother."
"Your mother?" The old man frowned and said after a moment's hesitation, "I heard your mother is a guqin teacher. Do you know who she studied under?"
"I know, Xu Lao."
"Continue?"
The old man was stunned for a moment and a little disappointed, but he quickly came to his senses and asked Wen Xi to go to the study with him, not even caring about the cocktail party that had just started.
Seeing that Mr. He valued Wenxi so much, many people were jealous.
The two spoke in low voices, and the hall was a bit noisy, so even people nearby couldn't hear clearly, let alone people far away.
Everyone thought that the old man was very satisfied with Wen Xi's performance just now and wanted to reward her well.
Everyone in Beijing knows that Old Man He is tone-deaf.
The guests gathered in groups of three or five and began to talk in low voices.
At the cocktail party, there was a girl of Wenxi's age, who was from the same school. She began to talk incessantly about her "road to counterattack", from a bottom-ranked student to an inspirational top student, from a gangster whose engagement was broken off to the school's favorite goddess, and she played the drums very well and was also a good painter... Everyone who heard it was amazed.
"In short, Senior Sister Wen is now our 'Light of Virtue'!"
The junior school girl, whose saliva was almost dry, finally waved her hand and concluded her speech with starry eyes, looking proud.
After such a show of strength, even those who had previously complained about Wen Xi were left speechless.
People all admire the strong.
The wind direction changed imperceptibly.
"It seems to be almost certain."
"What? You're talking nonsense."
"That girl called Wen Xi, I'm afraid she'll be marrying into the He family soon."
"Hey, haven't you been saying that you won't marry anyone but Mr. He? Why are you trying to boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"
"Don't you see that they are so warm and friendly like a family? How can I tear them apart? Besides, he is handsome and talented. I can't compare to him, so I have to accept it!" One of He Tingyan's admirers sighed.
As he spoke, he glanced at Xue Ziqi vaguely, with a hint of mockery in his tone.
Xue Ziqi was proud of his family background and was not popular in the circle. He had offended many people because of He Tingyan.
Now that she was outskilled and slapped in the face, many people laughed at her.
Xue Ziqi was so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red. He felt that his face was about to be thrown into the Pacific Ocean. He stood up suddenly, grabbed his bag and rushed out of the He family without even calling out to Xue Pan.
idiot.
Cheng Ruolin frowned slightly, but because of their friendship, she had to chase after him.
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