Chapter 949

She went down to find out that Sima Changfeng even ranked 33rd. It seems that the ranking was not affected by his being Sima Da childe. It's better if there is no black curtain. Everyone should rely on their own abilities.

Sima Changfeng laughed: "it seems that you have ordered this wine today."

Not far from Caishikou, there is a restaurant with luxurious decoration and three floors. It is also a grand restaurant in the whole East County.

Dissolving the moon but pointing to a small wine shop across the street, said: "let's go somewhere."

Sima Changfeng doesn't care where he goes or who he drinks with.

He laughed and joked: "what? Want to save money on alcohol? "

Dissolve the moon also smile: "yes, in the bag shy."

They went into the wine shop and sat down. They ordered a few small dishes and two bottles of wine at will. In yesterday's accident, Rongyue didn't dare to drink more. After sipping a few mouthfuls, they ate all the time. Seeing that Sima Changfeng was a little drunk, they took the opportunity to ask, "why did you participate in the competition?"

Sima Changfeng put down his chopsticks and asked, "what are you doing in the competition?"

She smiled: "naturally, it's for the piano. You know, I don't even have a decent and good one."

He also smiled: "I don't know what kind of piano can match you."

"When it comes to the Qin, have you ever heard of the Jin Lang Bao Qin?" Her smile deepened and she asked casually.

"He nodded:" of course, I know that the ancient zither is unique He saw each other last month. How could he not know.

"What? Are you interested in the golden lute? "

She picked up her eyebrows and said, "who in the world doesn't want to have a look at the style of the piano?"

"It's true, but it's nothing. A piano without strings." He has seen the golden Lang Qin countless times. He never felt that there was anything special about the golden Lang Qin. He didn't even have strings. No matter how famous or how famous, he couldn't play a single sound.

"Why hasn't Jin Lang Baoqin been stringed since it was repaired?" That's what she's been wondering.

Sima Changfeng shakes his head: "I don't know, maybe only in this way can it embody its value. If one day you add strings to it, and the music it plays is not as good as the ordinary Qin, then its reputation in this world is not to be let down? It's better to keep a sense of mystery and make people love it more and more

Dissolving the moon to smile a way: "originally thought this Dou Qin competition's colorful head will be the gold Lang Bao Qin, looks not."

Sima Changfeng said with a smile: "of course not, this golden Lang Baoqin is the treasure of Sima family. How can it be used as a lottery? It's absolutely impossible."

"But I've heard that this time, the colorful head is also a very precious organ. You will like it."

"Are you so sure that the winner will be me?"

Sima Changfeng nodded seriously: "it must be you. There is no other choice."

His eyes glowed at him, with three points of intoxication. The light between his eyes flickered, reflecting an ordinary young man.

She has seen such burning eyes more than once. In Zhongwen's eyes, in Hengzhi's eyes, in Zhou an's eyes, even in Yuandao's eyes, there are such flames.

It's not a good thing that she frowns and gets upset. Besides, he's still a man.

Is it difficult that Sima Changfeng has a habit of breaking his sleeve? It doesn't look like much.

"What are you looking at? Is there anything on my face? " She asked with a smile to cover up her embarrassment.