I heard that your grandfather has a peerless zither
The strings on the zither were already extremely tight and sharp, and now that they were suddenly stretched to her hands, Shen ruxue's expression changed almost instantly.
"Heavens! How did you hurt your hand?"
"Is campus Belle Shen alright? There's going to be a Grand ritual music later, what if it delays the coming of age ceremony?"
"Even if I can still play, the zither is broken ..."
Her classmates did not expect things to turn out like this. They were all a little guilty. After all, they were the ones who incited Shen ruxue to play the zither.
Coincidentally, Xu Cheng came to the class to look for Shen ruxue.
Sensing that the atmosphere was a little off and that everyone was gathered around her seat, she walked over directly.
"What's going on?" He asked in a deep voice.