night.
Zeng Yi was lying on the roof of a wooden house, looking up at the bright moon in the sky. Xiao Ju was curled up into a ball of furry flesh next to Zeng Yi, resting quietly.
This wooden house is Zeng Yi's dormitory at Shrek Academy.
Originally, Flanders wanted Zeng Yi and Dai Mubai to live in the same dormitory, which would also bring Zeng Yi closer to the students, but Zeng Yi did not agree and chose to live alone. Moreover, the dormitory also I chose a house on the edge of the college.
In short, Zeng Yi doesn't like to be gregarious. The feeling of being alone made him feel more relaxed.
Perhaps, due to these years of wandering life, I am used to this atmosphere.
There is also Zeng Yi's Ronin passive, which not only improves his power in single combat, but also accelerates the cultivation of soul power during training.
The bright moonlight was scattered on his face, and his eyes were looking at the sky intently, a little lost in thought. The surrounding space was very quiet, the cool night breeze blew gently against his body, and his green shirt and long black hair were gently fluttering.
From time to time, the chirping of insects and frogs could be heard. Zeng Yi enjoyed the quiet atmosphere.
For a moment, Zeng Yi seemed to hear something, and a bamboo flute about two feet long appeared in his hand.
Looking at the bamboo flute, Zeng Yi showed a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
This bamboo flute was obtained from Flanders, the dean of Shrek Academy.
I thought that the encounter at that time was just a momentary memory, just like passing by a stranger, but who would have thought that now I have become a student of his college.
Let's leave it like this for now. Anyway, I am wandering without any direction, so I might as well stay here for a while and appreciate the growth process of these protagonists. This is actually a lot of fun.
Thinking of this in his mind, Zeng Yi couldn't help but smile.
It won’t be long anyway.
"Enjoy this peaceful and peaceful life now. There will be no chance in the future."
Zeng Yi said softly, picked up the bamboo flute and blew it. The sound of the flute came out from the bamboo flute. The music was slightly low, solemn for a while, gentle for a while, echoing under the silent night sky, long and continuous, and the music was ethereal.
Under the moonlight, a pretty figure was walking this way. Suddenly, the sound of an ethereal flute came from the distance, causing her to stop in her tracks.
"This is the sound of Xiao music. In that direction, is Zeng Yi's dormitory. Is he playing the music?"
Listening carefully to the direction from which the long flute sound came, Zhu Zhuqing identified the place where the music was, which was where Zeng Yi lived.
Does he know music?
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but be a little confused.
Although she didn't get along with Zeng Yi for a long time, Zeng Yi left a deep impression on her. Seeing that Zeng Yi was always smiling, not serious, and carefree, no matter how hard she thought, he would not be such an elegant person who could play music. man of.
This thought flashed through his mind, and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but shook his head, feeling ridiculous for his own idea.
The soles of his feet tapped the ground, and his body quickly ran towards Zeng Yi's dormitory, his steps soundless, like a shadow.
The sound of the flute in his ears became clearer and clearer, and after about ten meters, Zhu Zhuqing's figure appeared in front of Zeng Yi's dormitory.
Looking over, he saw Zeng Yi sitting on the roof, holding a bamboo flute with both hands and playing softly.
Under the bright moonlight, Zhu Zhuqing could clearly see Zeng Yi's figure. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on playing the flute. Under the moonlight, his handsome face looked focused, yet a little quiet and sad.
The long-haired green shirt swayed gently in the cool night breeze, giving her a leisurely and erratic aura.
The music is melodious, but it also has a desolate and lonely artistic conception, which makes people feel sad.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Zeng Yi's figure and felt loneliness, sadness and sadness from this figure.
The sound of the flute, full of sadness and loneliness, echoed in the night, and the surrounding atmosphere became low and somewhat depressing, making people feel lonely and sad.
Zeng Yi seemed not to notice Zhu Zhuqing's arrival and continued to be immersed in the sound of his flute. And Zhu Zhuqing didn't make a sound, standing aside silently, looking at Zeng Yi's figure with full eyes, and quietly listening to his playing.
A few minutes later, the sound of the flute stopped. Zeng Yi took back the bamboo flute and looked at Zhu Zhuqing aside with an indifferent look.
Zeng Yi had noticed Zhu Zhuqing's arrival long ago, but this made him a little surprised as to why Zhu Zhuqing came back to look for him late at night.
But Zeng Yi was playing the flute and didn't pay attention to her immediately.
If it comes, just appreciate your own operation.
Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was still immersed in the artistic conception of his Xiao music and had not come back to his senses, Zeng Yi nodded lightly with satisfaction.
"Xiao Zhu, why are you coming to my place if you don't have a rest at night?" Zeng Yi asked calmly.
"Um?"
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, then immediately came back to his senses. He looked up and saw Zeng Yi standing on the roof, looking down at him with a faint smile on his face.
She didn't like being stared at from a high position, so she stepped on the bottom of her feet and jumped onto the roof with a slight jump, standing firmly opposite Zeng Yi.
"Meow"
A cute meow sounded, and a ball of silver furry flesh quickly jumped towards Zhu Zhuqing.
After seeing this figure clearly, Zhu Zhuqing's cold expression became much softer. He stretched out his two slender hands to catch Xiaoju steadily, hugged it and brought it close to his face.
Xiaoju stretched out her soft pink tongue and licked Zhu Zhuqing's pretty and fair face. The tickling feeling made her chuckle.
Xiaoju really likes Xiaozhu! Is it because Xiao Zhu Wuhun is also a cat, which makes Xiao Ju think that she is the same kind, so she has a great impression of her?
Zeng Yi thought more than this when looking at Xiaoju being held in Zhu Zhuqing's arms.
But what is she doing here?
Zeng Yi was a little confused. It was dark and windy at night, and he was alone. If others saw him, there would be very bad rumors.
You are causing trouble for me! Classmate Zhu Zhuqing.
Zeng Yi couldn't help but shook his head.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing carefully, Zeng Yi found that she was wearing a black outfit. The tight clothes highlighted her fiery figure that was not suitable for her age. Her waist-length black hair was also tied into a ponytail. , also looks a bit heroic.
Zeng Yi also noticed that Zhu Zhuqing was wearing a silver bracelet on both wrists. Not only on the wrists, but also on the ankles.
This is? Weight training?
"Are you practicing at night?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, I suddenly heard the sound of flute music, so I couldn't help but come over to take a look. I didn't expect it was you playing." Zhu Zhuqing nodded and said.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing admit it, Zeng Yi was a little surprised.
"You have such a big training task during the day, and you secretly carry out weight-bearing training at night. Xiaozhu, your efforts are really impressive." Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh.
Indeed, judging from the performance of the Shrek Seven, apart from Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing was the hardest working one. When others complained about the weight of training, she was the only one who showed no emotion and always silently completed the tasks assigned by the master.
Zeng Yi remembered that Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have level 29 soul power now, and was about to break through to the soul master realm.
However, in Zeng Yi's memory, at this point in the original work, Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to be that powerful, and his soul power was weaker than that of the fat man Ma Hongjun.
But now, Zhu Zhuqing's soul power is level 29, and Ma Hongjun's soul power is level 28.
This... can she achieve such a big improvement just by teaching her some cultivation methods?
Do I really have a talent for teaching people?
Zeng Yi couldn't help but think.
"But I still have to remind you, Xiao Zhu, that excessive training will be counterproductive. Have time to relax your nerves, relax your tense mood, enjoy and feel life carefully, this will be more helpful to your practice." Zeng Yi reminded Zhu Zhuqing.
After hearing these words, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but think deeply.
Zeng Yi's teachings to her had greatly improved her strength.
Therefore, Zhu Zhuqing trusted Zeng Yi's teachings. She believed that since Zeng Yi said such words, there must be a reason.
Perhaps, you should listen to his advice and calm down your mind, so that you might be able to feel more things.
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