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Chapter 32 The First Snow in Hangzhou
Qin Zhi held a guqin and began to play it according to the notes on the score.

When the seniors in the school heard it, hey, this song is so familiar. Isn't this the soundtrack to The Legend of the White Snake?

Qin Zhi plucked the strings with his eyes closed. He has been immersed in music for many years, and it is rare for him to come across such a tune. Now that he has encountered it, he puts his whole body and mind into it.

It's as if a good sword has finally found its right scabbard.

After the song was played, Qin Zhi opened his eyes in satisfaction, presumably the group of students were all so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

Mr. Qin Zhi took a look.

The students all behaved very flatly, and when the teacher finished playing, they reluctantly applauded.

Mr. Qin Zhi frowned, doesn't that sound good? "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Qian cupped his hands: "Teacher, we have heard about it."

"Teacher, we are the first to hear this song." Lao Zhang raised his hand.

Mr. Qin Zhi didn't know what to say, thanks to the old man, he was so excited to share it with you, I dare to hear it all, this is a big blow.

"Where did you hear this song?" Mr. Qin Zhi asked.

"Manfenglou, the accompanying song of The Legend of the White Snake." Chen Youtu raised his hand.

Mr. Qin Zhi nodded. The Legend of the White Snake is very famous, but I don't know who the author is.

This person has amazing talent, but everything he produces is high-quality goods.

"I heard that the author was there on the day the Legend of the White Snake was broadcast?" Qin Zhi was curious about who the author was.

"Mr. Zhen, no." Wang Qian said.

"But I heard that the author did go, haven't you met him?" Mr. Qin Zhi continued to ask. "I heard that the author holds a black jade fan."

"Sir, you were deceived." Chen Youtu said: "They all said that the person holding the black jade fan was the author, and everyone was looking for the person holding the black jade fan, only to find out that the person holding the black jade fan was actually It's the county magistrate's son Xu Youping."

"That's right, everyone is spreading the word about Xu Youping, but my disciples don't believe it. I know the strength of the talents he took the exam with me last time." Wang Qian added. "My disciples don't dare to judge him on his ability to write stories, but his music skills are really good, even if you have a picture, you can beat him."

"Ahem!" Chen Youtu coughed dryly. He is a genius in bow and arrow, but he is really bad at music.

"What if he, like your brother Su Huan, doesn't like fame and deliberately keeps a low profile?" Mr. Qin Zhi asked.

Everyone looked at Su Huan.

Su Huan smiled shyly, and nodded with his senior brothers.

"Impossible, he is incomparable with Junior Brother Su. That Xu Youping has a bad reputation outside, he likes boys, is unreasonable and other bad habits." Chen Youtu said: "So I am sure that he is not the author, and he is worse than Junior Brother Su." I don't know how many streets."

Su Huan smiled shyly, so shy, so I have such a good image in the eyes of my seniors.

"Well!" Mr. Qin Zhi asked: "Then who do you think the author should be? Su Huan, you answer."

Su Huan raised his head and was stunned. You ask me who is the author?
Are you mistaken, the author is standing in front of you, who else can it be, Mr. is really naughty.

"Hmm." Su Huan looked at the wooden beams on the roof and thought for a while. "Sir, have you ever thought that I am the author?"

The words are not surprising and die endlessly.

"Su Huan, what are you talking about, the old man asked you to answer the question." Mr. Qin Zhi's expression was serious. "I'm testing your ability to think independently, not making you self-absorbed."

"Junior brother Su, don't make trouble." Lao Zhang, the math genius, snickered from the side.

No one thinks it's Su Huan, the author is that kind of unattainable person, he shouldn't be an acquaintance who is close at hand and can eat and shit.

It is true that Su Huan is strong in music and art, but composing music must also be inspired. Some music masters can't make two songs that are widely circulated in their lifetime, which is mixed with luck.

"Oh." Su Huan lowered his head, resting his chin, thinking seriously... how to lie.

Su Huan also didn't want to steal the author's name, mainly because they wouldn't believe the truth, they wouldn't believe that there was a different world, and they wouldn't believe that the author was themselves. It can only be a lie.

"The disciple thinks that there should be two authors, because it is impossible for one person to have two abilities to reach the peak at the same time."

"The script was written by one person, probably a lay scholar from Hangzhou." Su Huan continued editing. "The person who wrote the music is another great scholar. He has extremely high attainments in musical arts, at least comparable to your husband. I haven't done much research on the great scholar in music, so I can't guess who it is."

Old Mr. Qin Zhi blushed slightly, and tried his best to hold back his little happiness. He didn't expect me to be so powerful in the hearts of his disciples. I have to keep it up and pretend to be profound.

"Very well, Su Huan's answer is very pertinent, I will visit in the next few days to verify."

Mr. Qin Zhi spread out the piano score. "I'm here to learn music today. Have you brought all your pianos?"

"Bring it!"

The snow outside is falling slowly, and the sound of the piano is heard in the school, dancing with the first snow of winter between heaven and earth.

After the music and art class, Su Huan and the senior brothers stood in front of the school to enjoy the snow, and the servants of the school trotted over. "Young Master Su, Young Master Wang, someone asked me to hand over this invitation to you."

Su Huan's brothers were puzzled and accepted the invitation.

After opening, the invitation said that he would compose the music and lyrics for The Legend of the White Snake, and he specially invited all the talents and beauties of Lin'an to come, and the inviter was Xu Youping.

"What else is Xu Youping trying to do?" Chen Youtu was confused.

"Beautiful...there is a beautiful woman!" Wang Qianha was about to bleed out.

"Damn, old Wang, you need to show some image." Math genius Lao Zhang frowned.

"The county magistrate's daughter will also go then, right?" Wang Qian said.

"Really? Really?" Lao Zhang snatched the invitation card and read each word carefully. "Old Wang, you are teasing me, see if I don't kill you."

The two chased and ran away.

"Junior Brother Su, remember in two days." Wang Qian came back again.

Su Huan wanted to say something.

"Naughty! Don't refuse." Wang Qian slapped Su Huan on the buttocks, and ran away laughing, while Lao Zhang chased after him.

Su Huan was speechless, with his hands hidden in his sleeves, he walked back to Bai's house step by step.

The snow is really getting bigger and bigger.

Su Huan exhaled white air, with a layer of snowflakes covering his shoulders, feeling emotional in his heart.

At the same time, invitations were sent to many young heroes. On the surface, everyone wanted to compose lyrics, but more often they wanted to see beauties, and beauties wanted to see talented people.

Walking into the gate of Baifu, two guards sat under the eaves, their faces flushed from the cold. "Hi, Young Master Su."

"Well, Lao Fu, is it that cold?" Su Huan greeted.

"Yes, I'm old." Lao Fu looked at the snowflakes in front of the door.

Another young guard said: "It's not that I'm old, it's that the snow fell too early this year and it's colder than in previous years. This year's New Year is a bit sad."

"Xiao Kai, wait a while and get some charcoal fire from my side, don't freeze."

"Thank you Mr. Su, no need, Master Bai sent it to us." Xiao Kai refused with a smile.

Su Huan exchanged a few pleasantries and walked into the Bai Mansion. There was snow everywhere.

"See you son." The only maid in the mansion saluted.

"Xiao Lian, go and help me find a hoe." Su Huan said.

Xiao Lian said yes, turned around and went looking for her.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it. When I came back, I saw Su Huan's hoe digging in the yard.

Su Huan changed a lot of chili seeds, and plastic film. "Xiao Lian, go out and buy bamboo for me, come back, the kind that has been cut."

Su Huan compared her length and width, and Xiao Lian went out.

(End of this chapter)