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Su Jinyan glanced at Jian Analysis in disapproval: "This...doesn't go too far, does it? Zhu Lin's "Voyage" played by Subulu has no problems in terms of completion and skill. Where's the trash?"

Jane analyzed the corners of her mouth and smiled contemptuously: "But her performance has no soul, no power to comfort people's hearts, and the degree of completion and skill can be completed through practice. Even if you are an idiot, you let him train mechanically for 10-20 minutes. years, it will be better than Zhu Lin. But injecting soul and strength into the performance is a kind of talent, and ordinary people will not have it in their lifetime. This is what I said. In comparison, Zhu Lin’s performance is rubbish s reason."

A brief analysis turned around and looked at the tearful students who were moved by An Zhi: "An Zhi's piano sound brings us not only inspiration and tragedy, but also warmth and comfort. Heroes triumph and soldiers return home. How many military achievements they have and how many enemies they have killed, but all they did was to protect their own family members, so An Zhi finally replaced passion with soothing, and replaced killing with warmth. Good interpretation, so how do you compare Zhu Lin? What do you compare?"

Zhu Lin's face turned red and then pale, and finally couldn't bear Jian Analysis' poisonous tongue, turned her head and left the auditorium.

Her challenge today became a joke, a public execution of herself.

"Your performance is really great!" Jian Analysis walked to An Zhi's side and gave him a gentle hug.

Zhu Lin's embarrassment did not touch Jian Analysis at all. He only had music in his eyes, and only those who were talented in music could catch his eyes.

What kind of family consortium, dean marshal, Omega or Alpha, if there is no talent, then they are collectively called rubbish.

Over Jian Analysis's shoulder, An Zhi glanced at Shangye quietly, that guy was staring at him with a gloomy face, as if he was very dissatisfied with Jian Analysis' actions.

This state lasted until dinner, when the two met again.

"Wow, there are scallion crabs today, the food is really good!"

An Zhi used to love crab with scallion oil, but it was the first time she had this dish after arriving in Emperor Star.

Shangye still had a straight face, but after hearing An Zhi's words, he gave An Zhi all the scallion oil crabs he caught on his dinner plate.

"Try it, it's really delicious."

An Zhi picked up a piece and put it in Shang Ye's rice bowl. Unexpectedly, Shang Ye used his own chopsticks to support An Zhi's chopsticks, then lifted it up, opened his mouth, and sent the scallion crab to the table with An Zhi's chopsticks. mouth.

An Zhi glanced around secretly. Ever since the battle between Shangye and Fengshen, many people in the campus had peeked at Shangye. Sure enough, An Zhi's eyes met several surprised eyes that were too late to avoid.

"A lot of people are watching here!" An Zhi was a little embarrassed, but Shangye looked up and looked around, and stared back at all the eyes that were glued to him.

"Not this time."

An Zhi: "Are you unhappy today?"

Shangye raised his brows, the little thing actually knew how to care about his own mood, which is really a big improvement, so he tried his best to make himself more gloomy: "Yes, I am very unhappy..."

"Why?"

"Is this the brief analysis that punished you for running laps that day?"

"Yes, let me tell you, this teacher is a brute, and I'm afraid we are all rubbish in his eyes."

"Us?" Shangye sneered, "I may be trash in his eyes, but you certainly aren't. I think he treats you very dearly!"

"How is it possible!" An Zhi shook her head in disapproval: "His eyes are only for music, and his attitude towards me is a little more relaxed. It's just that my piano performance caught his eyes. You don't even know that he treats me at the beginning. How fierce, I'm afraid of him."

"But I think you were intoxicated when he hugged you today, but you didn't feel scared at all."

An Zhi was so angry that she slapped his hand with chopsticks: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a polite hug. If you continue to be jealous like this, I'm really going to get angry."

Shangye's anger also rose, and he turned around to leave as soon as he pushed the plate, but just as he stood up, he saw An Zhi's eyes were red with grievance.

Shangye raked his hair irritably, but had no choice but to sit down again: "Okay, I was the one who said what I said, and I apologize to you."

An Zhi pouted and turned her face to the side. In fact, he was not very angry, but Shangye's misunderstanding made him feel extremely wronged.

"Okay, don't be angry, can I give you the last piece of scallion oil crab?"

Shangye added up the last piece of scallion crab with chopsticks and sent it to An Zhi's mouth: "Ah, open your mouth."

An Zhi clicked on the scallion crab, and she felt a little embarrassed. In fact, I can't blame Shangye for being narrow-minded. I have also obviously increased my desire for monopoly during this period of time. When I hear my classmates talking about the nympho Shangye, I get angry every time Half-dead, I can't wait to go up and tear their mouths.

Thinking of it this way, An Zhi completely forgave Shang Ye, and while chewing onion oil crab, he said vaguely: "Let's not get into trouble, you can come to my dormitory tonight."

Shang Ye almost choked on the food in his mouth, only a row of exclamation marks remained in his head!

So is his spring coming?

At nine o'clock in the evening, Shang Ye climbed into An Zhi's bedroom through the window.

For this moment, he was excited for three hours.

Because of this, for the first time, he cared about his appearance. He changed the black T-shirt into a white T-shirt, and the black shorts into denim shorts. After applying some aftershave, this aftershave has a faint milky smell, and Shangye thinks that An Zhi might like it.

An Zhi had already finished taking a shower, and was lying on the bed in a large white T-shirt to play games. When she saw Shangye tumbling in, she immediately smiled and said, "You're here!"

Shangye: "Well, I'm coming, are you in a hurry?"

An Zhi patted the bed: "It's okay, come and lie down."

Shang Ye licked his somewhat dry lips, as if afraid of An Zhi's repentance, he took off his shirt and threw himself on the bed.

"Come on, treasure..."

"Hey!" An Zhi took out a bottle of spray from the drawer, and put it in front of Shang Ye like a treasure: "You were injured in fighting with others today, I prepared medicated oil for you, rub it for you! "

Shangye had an expression of teasing me: "You asked me to come here just to apply medicated oil on me?"

An Zhi tilted her head: "Then what else? What else do you want?"

So this night, An Zhi was punished inhumanely because of that innocent sentence. He was hugged by Shang Ye, and his hair was messed up.The smell of aftershave and An Zhi's smell mixed together, making it extremely alluring.

A beautiful butterfly flew by outside the window, startled by the noise in the dormitory, twirled, and flew into the night sky.