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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 25"

weight="139373"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

mode = "manual"

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Wen Yantong didn't know that his old man Ding had caused the disaster, but felt that today's luck was particularly good.

During the class, Li Boyuan took a small wooden box with the names of Dingliutang students. He randomly drawn lots to call for endorsements. There were ten people in total. Mu Yang and Fu Zixian were all selected without her.

For lunch, I went to the dining hall to eat. Fu Zixian helped her prepare the meal. I was ashamed to make him wait in a long queue. After I went there, I realized that there was no one in line for her favorite dishes!

In the afternoon, Xu Yingquan didn't let her walk around in the martial arts class, but directly approved her to go back to the bedroom.

And heard that Wu Yutian fell on the road today, twisted his waist, and walked sideways.

Hahaha! Wen Yantong can't help but sigh, what kind of shit luck is this day!

Thinking of nothing to do in the afternoon, Wen Yantong went to Qintang with Xi Qin on his back. Hua Mo was very happy after seeing her, and pulled her out of a piece of music for her to ponder.

Wen Yantong took a look and felt that I was fortunate that I had studied ancient music scores. Although this kind of gongrui scores is more complicated than modern staves, the music scores produced by Hua Mo are not difficult to understand.

She pondered for a while, and then tried to pull a paragraph, Hua Mo was quite happy, and praised again and again, saying that she would add this paragraph to the sound of the piano. But Wen Yantong felt that this sound did not match well with the guqin music, not as good as the one in her heart.

Hua Mo seemed to see that she wanted to speak but stopped, and said, "If you have a better piece of music in your heart, you can try it out."

Wen Yantong didn't talk nonsense, and immediately pulled out the section she thought. It was Yan Ying's "Outside the Chang Ting". The sound she pulled out after slowing down the beat, the mixed Xi Qin's unique vigor and longness, made everyone intoxicated.

She only played a segment, and Hua Mo was stunned at the end, clapping her hands with excitement, and now she decided to use this piece of music as an interlude for the guqin.

The girls in the Qintang talked a lot, and their voices buzzed. One of them was a little older and said, "This tune is so good, and the lack of heat just now is more than a little bit. If you don't have the ability, it's better to get ahead, so as not to make people laugh."

Wen Yantong had a bad hunch when she heard it. This was a strange thing, and it was obvious that someone stepped on others through her.

Then I saw Fu Shi smiled slightly and said softly, "I didn't expect Wen Yantong to be able to produce such a natural song. It is indeed because I don't know enough about Xi Qin, and everyone laughs."

Wen Yantong looked at her beautiful face and smiled softly and steadily. The words were both self-effacing and complimenting, and his heart suddenly shook.

what happened? Today's good fortune ends so soon? ?

At this stage, the last thing Wen Yantong wants to provoke is Fu Shi.

This woman looked pure and kind and gentle, but in fact she was narrow-minded and venomous.

Before embracing Chi Jingxi's thighs, if something goes wrong with Fu Shi, I'm afraid it will suffer.

Wen Yantong just wanted to speak to ease the atmosphere, and after learning Fu Shi’s self-qian words, he saw that Hua Mo maintained his discipline with a cold face, criticized the piano skills of several girls without pain, and let everyone practice freely.

At this time, it would not be good if Wen Yantong said anything more, so he had to lower his head and fiddle with Xi Qin, secretly hoping that Fu Shixin's eyes were not so small.

Hua Mo sat next to her and whispered, "The first snow is approaching, you can't come to the piano hall to practice often, you must be diligent in private. If you get a place at the banquet, you will be able to get the amount in the school book. It's gone."

Wen Yantong nodded earnestly, "Students know, they will live up to the Master's orders."

The girl in this hall, Wen Yantong did not stay for a long time, and after chatting with Hua Mo for a while, she left with Xi Qin on her back.

It was not completely dark when was out of the piano hall.

After she walked for a while, she heard the school bell ring three times, and the teenagers dispersed from the martial arts ground one after another, some rushed to the dining hall, some had to leave the college in a carriage, and it was so lively for a while.

Fu Zixian saw her far away, hurried to catch up, and smiled, "Are you going to the Qintang again?"

Wen Yantong said, "Yes, I'm always idle in the room, so it's better to practice the piano."

Fu Zixian said, "Tomorrow is Xiemu, there is a place you want to go."

After asking, "By the way, the third sister asked me how your legs are recovering. I heard that after you practiced Xiqin recently, she said that she would give you a violin for your hand."

"It's not necessary." Wen Yantong said, "I don't lack the silver, besides, my Xiqin is a good one, there is no need to change it. Thank you Miss Fu San for your kindness."

Fu Zixian pursed his mouth, two dimples looming, "I will take the words."

Wen Yantong smiled and nodded.

"Tomorrow's Chao Song seems to have a snow festival, are you interested in seeing it?" Fu Zixian saw her walking with Xi Qin on her back, so he took the Qin in his own hand.

Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, "Pray for snow sacrifice..."

The first snow in winter is a special and sacred existence for Shaojing people. It is said that a hundred years ago, Shaojing was attacked by a powerful enemy country. The enemy soldiers were extremely fierce and defeated Shaojing's soldiers who had been peaceful for several years. They lost half of the mountains and rivers in seven years, and suffered countless casualties. All parts of Shaojing were poor people who lost their relatives and friends.

That was the dark seven years recorded in the annals of history. Jiangshan changed hands once, and Shaojing was almost wiped out.

In the forty-two years of Jiaye, the Shaojing people who fought hard against the enemy ushered in the first snow in winter when they were desperate. It was a huge snowstorm that was unprecedented in a century.

Fierce enemy countries have always lived in areas with mild climates. They have never experienced such severe cold and snow. Even if they tried their best to keep warm, the soldiers froze to death in batches. On the contrary, Shaojing was accustomed to the wind and snow, and Shaojing's soldiers counterattacked in one fell swoop and completely expelled the enemy from the country.

In the next hundred years, no more invincible country was able to break through the border of Shaojing, and never encountered that fierce snowstorm again.

The Shaojing people believed that the snowstorm was a gift from heaven, so the emperor made the first snow of each winter a grand festival. If the first snow comes later than the previous year, an altar must be set up to pray for the first snow to come.

Therefore, praying for snow is also a grand event in Chaoge. It must be lively and crowded.

Wen Yantong wants to go.

But she glanced at her leg which was still wrapped around the wooden slats, and sighed, "Forget it, just my leg, what if it gets squeezed out?"

"It doesn't matter, you can stand farther." Fu Zixian said, "The sacrifice site is big enough, you can't squeeze it if you don't stand in front."

When I heard Yantong, he immediately said happily, "That's great, when will I go tomorrow?"

"You have to get up very early. The sacrifice begins at four quarters, so you have to arrive before four quarters." Fu Zixian said, "If I go out from home to pick you up, then you have to get up earlier, and you have to get up before Mao. ."

She broke her fingers and calculated that she had to get up before five o'clock. Although it was a bit early, it was worthwhile to participate in this activity. She nodded, "Okay, then after I get up, I will go to the gate of the academy and wait for you."

"No, I'll just pick you up at the door of the bedroom." Fu Zixian said.

Wen Yantong smiled, thinking how cute this Fu Zixian looks, "Okay."

The two talked and laughed, walking very slowly. Mu Yang saw it with sharp eyes, and murmured, "Fu's concubine has a good relationship with Wen Yantong, and he eats together all day."

Chi Jingxi glanced indifferently and said nothing. Because he didn't sleep well, he was lazy all day long. He was sleepy before it got dark, and he just wanted to go back to bed earlier.

Cheng Xin said, "Fu's family is also solid."

Mu Yang curled his lips and looked down on him, "He doesn't even have mosquitoes when he speaks, so it's appropriate to play with Wen Yantong."

Cheng Xin smiled, "Don't look at these two people looking timid, they are actually clever."

Mu Yang didn't refute, because the Five Highnesses were always smart, and it was meaningless to argue with him. He turned his head to Chi Jingxi and said, "Brother Xi, what do you think about the inkstone?"

Chi Jingxi was lazy and didn't want to say so much, "No, I don't think so much on the waste." He twisted his shoulders and neck, "Pray for the snow festival tomorrow morning. Go back and rest early, lest you be greedy. The bed is late."

After listening to his words, Mu Yang remembered that there was such a thing. Chi Jingxi specifically instructed him, because he was given a meal by General Mu because of the missed time for the Snow Praying Ceremony last year, and half of his buttocks were swollen.

During that time, he could only sit with half of his hips, which was really miserable.

Mu Yang remembered the tragedy of last year, immediately hit a violent spirit, vowed, "I will never miss the hour again this year!"

The three of them left the academy as they said, Mu Yang was thinking about it all the way, and was still mumbling when he lay in the bed that night.

But even so, Mu Yang finally slept past the hour, and rushed into the carriage where Fu Zixian and Wen Yantong were sitting on the way to the sacrifice site in a panic.

It broke the wheel of the Fu's carriage.

Mu Yang fell from his seat due to the shock of the carriage, instantly feeling cold, and subconsciously covered his butt, secretly saying that this is over!I'm afraid that the other half of the ass can't be kept this year!