"......

Wen Yaoqin danced under the willows and played a song

It seemed to reflect the graceful figure of the past

..."

Jiang Xinyue was more and more fascinated

This big and strong geek from the School of Computer Science can also write songs?

That's right, that's how Miss Jiang sees the School of Computer Science.

It's called the School of Computer Science for short, and it's full of geeks.

Girls from Shanghai all pay attention to the tone.

But it must be said that the words Zhou Jiangnan wrote on the paper are quite chivalrous.

But to perform on camera, do you have to recite poems?

When he stopped writing, Jiang Xinyue said faintly: "That's it, are you going to recite poems with me?"

"With you? Then I might as well die."

Zhou Jiangnan looked at her with disdain, do you understand the art of words?

"This is the lyrics, I just had a little inspiration, and it happened to be a song I played when I was bored before, do you want to try?"

It turned out that this is a lyric.

Wait!

He just said he wrote a song? ?

Could it be that this guy wrote a song himself?

Jiang Xinyue put away some of her jokes and asked half-doubtfully: "You wrote the song?"

"No, I dreamed that a fairy named Xu possessed me, and he wrote it."

"Xu Xian?"

"More or less."

"Do you think I look like I haven't been to kindergarten?"

"Really."

"Nonsense, why don't you say Xu Xian is you!"

"What a joke, Xu Xian dares to play with snakes, but I don't dare!"

Zhou Jiangnan shook his head and pointed to the corner: "I'll play it once, you listen."

There is a piano in the multimedia classroom.

He tried the piano, and then played "A Stunning Face" from his memory.

The sound of the piano spread through the window to the next door, causing the person in charge who was still arranging the filming to stop for a moment.

Others didn't understand, but they also thought the tune was very nice.

And the other three groups of people outside the corridor all stopped communicating and followed the sound.

"This song is called A Glimpse of Beauty, and it can be sung by a man and a woman. Of course, if you can dance, it will be even more perfect."

Zhou Jiangnan drew a few strokes on the paper, marking the parts that the man and woman will sing respectively.

Jiang Xinyue raised her lips slightly, and said proudly: "Who can't dance? I have also practiced professionally for two and a half years."

This woman is so arrogant.

Zhou Jiangnan thinks that she should increase her intensity.

"For this song, it may be a bit inappropriate to sing it in a T-shirt and jeans. It should have a little feminine taste of a glimpse of beauty."

"You know femininity, the green waves under the sad bridge, the feeling that it is suspected to be the reflection of a beauty, soft and affectionate."

"But don't ask for too much, the girls in school are indeed not as charming as those in society..."

Zhou Jiangnan shook his head and talked to himself, which made Jiang Xinyue very unhappy.

She said coldly: "Are you saying that I don't have femininity?"

Zhou Jiangnan looked up and down, then shrugged and spread his hands, the meaning was very clear.

Yes, you don't.

Jiang Xinyue snorted: "You are blind. I will wear a cheongsam when the time comes to show you what femininity is."

She has made up her mind to wear a cheongsam!

She will fight for her dignity even if it means making a big deal.

Shencheng women have such a strong desire to win.

Zhou Jiangnan grinned.

Yes, yes.

……

Although Jiang Xinyue held her breath, she had to admit that the song was really good.

Especially after trying the male and female duet, she felt very good.

She grew up in a wealthy family and was trained in singing, dancing, and playing the piano. She stood out among her peers, otherwise she would not be so confident and outspoken.

Zhou Jiangnan couldn't help but sigh when he heard her singing.

The differences between people are so great. Rich kids are not only good at studying, but also have good overall qualities.

Although Jiang Xinyue's vocal skills are not as professional as Wang Yueran's, she is also top-notch among amateurs.

While he was sighing, Jiang Xinyue was secretly praising her.

This Zhou Jiangnan is really good at singing. Although he is not a professional singer, his voice is very textured and full of emotion.

In this way, he deserves to be a partner.

"How about this, you play and sing at the same time, and we sing it again."

Jiang Xinyue suggested, and Zhou Jiangnan agreed.

This time there is a piano accompaniment, and the people watching outside feel more interesting.

Zhao Wanwan felt upset again and gradually became manic.

This Zhou Jiannan always comes up with something new.

It's only been a short time since he started college, and he's showing off his coquettishness and skills again.

The song he wrote for me is "Dear, That's Not Love", right?

The song he wrote for Jiang Xinyue is "A Glimpse of Beauty", right?

The newcomer is better than the old one, and it's too much to favor one over the other.

Forget it, don't be angry, don't be angry.

Zhao Wanwan, if you don't get angry, Zhou Jiangnan is just a Zhou cuckold.

It's you who look down on him.

No, I can't help it, orAngry.

Come on, come on, sing if you want, and even look into each other's eyes.

It's already fucking silky, why don't you kiss?

So annoying!

I should have known not to come to Lin'an University, I'm annoyed by seeing Zhou Wangba.

I haven't settled the score for spanking me on the train, and now you're pissing me off again.

Ahhhhh, I can't stand it anymore.

It's so annoying.

Destroy it.

Fang Xin looked at the two people singing duet in the classroom, and although she felt a little upset, she wasn't as stressed as Zhao Wanwan.

She knew that Jiangnan was such a talented person, and she knew it since the first time she rode his bicycle.

He was so humorous and witty, and so knowledgeable.

He understood the customs and culture of all corners of the country, could make people laugh to tears when telling jokes, and could also chat and laugh with her in English.

Thinking of the words Zhou Jiangnan left in the guestbook:

The flowers are you, the moon is you, why bother with the wind, flowers, snow and moon, I will never forget you.

Fang Xin couldn't help but be a little crazy.

He and she might have met by chance, and they were stunning at first sight.

...

The other three boys outside the window were under a lot of pressure.

Zhou was unethical. He thought everyone relied on their looks to make a living, but he actually showed off his talent.

I can't possibly carry a beaker and an alcohol lamp on stage to perform a set of calcium oxide extraction reactions, right?

CaO!

Xie Xiaofeng, a chemistry major, had a thousand horses galloping in his heart.

At some point, other participants in the classroom next door also gathered around.

Cheng Luoyi imagined what kind of artistic conception he would have if he wore Hanfu and danced this ancient style.

Su Yunche was not much better. He imagined the scene of himself blowing the jade flute vertically and dancing with a stunning beauty.

Damn Zhou Jiangnan, why don't you pretend to be so good?

I thought his parents were all scholars and teachers, and he was the most handsome boy in the School of Computer Science.

Now it seems that he will have to live under the shadow of this idiot for four years in college.

Look at Cheng Luoyi's crazy look, she may have even thought of the name of the child, right?

Oh, women, superficial animals.

...

Zhou Jiangnan finished playing a song.

Jiang Xinyue suddenly said seriously: "I think this song will be better and more suitable if played with the guzheng."

Without waiting for Zhou Jiangnan to reply, she added: "Or you can play the flute."

Zhou Jiangnan helplessly spread his hands: "I understand the reason, but I can't play or blow. It's really not perfect, you can choose to change someone."

Su Yunche, who was immersed in fantasy outside the window, was ecstatic and couldn't help but stick his head in the door: "I can play the flute, why don't you consider me?"

Jiang Xinyue was disturbed.

So he turned around unhappily, saw it was him, and said coldly: "Thin dog, wishful thinking."

"Don't you see that you are 1.7 meters tall, can you match me?"

"If you want to suck milk, go home and find your mother."

This woman is too vulgar.

Zhou Jiangnan covered his face and sighed, Su Yunche's face was red and veins were swollen.

Cheng Luoyi couldn't laugh anymore.

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