Chapter 242 Learning to Play the Piano with Ying Huanhuan, and Getting First Place! [Please Read On]

Lin Fan turned around with a smile and saw the girl who had once again tied her loose black hair into a black ponytail.

Ying Huan stared at Lin Fan with a smile, and there was a hint of gratitude in her big eyes.

If Lin Fan hadn't taken action this time, she would have faced Huo Zhen.

From Ying Huanhuan's point of view, even if she tried her best, the outcome against Huo Zhen would only be between 50 and 50.

With her character, if she loses by mistake and damages the reputation of Daozong, she doesn't know how uncomfortable she will be.

"I am also doing this for the sake of Daozong's reputation." Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

Ying Huanhuan glanced at him with big eyes. For some reason, she felt a little dissatisfied with the answer. She snorted and turned away, leaving Lin Fan with a pretty back.

Lin Fan smiled, hugged his fists at the Dao Sect disciples around him, and then left with Mo Ling.

In the next few days, the battle situation between Lin Fan and Hongyadong Huo Zhen quickly spread within the Dao Sect.

In addition, what Lin Fan said to Chen Zhen also spread for some reason.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire Dao Sect became a little boiling.

Lin Fan didn't care about this and continued to practice and improve step by step. Of course, he would relax occasionally.

On this day, Lin Fan took out the exquisite jade flute from the system space on a whim and played the song Swords Like a Dream.

"What kind of music is this? Is it so nice?" Lin Fan had just finished playing when a sweet and sweet laughter sounded from behind him.

Turning his eyes, Lin Fan saw Ying Huanhuan standing beside him, wearing light-colored clothes.

"The sword is like a dream," Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "By the way, I suddenly remembered that it seems that you haven't fulfilled the original bet?"

Ying Huanhuan, who was about to say something, suddenly rolled her eyes when she heard these words, and she quietly took a step back.

"It seems that someone is planning to default on the debt," Lin Fan said with a slight smile on his lips.

Ying Huanhuan's cheeks turned red, then she gritted her teeth and said, "Who wants to default on the debt? I will settle the debt for you today. After all, what do you want me to do?"

Looking at Ying Huanhuan with a risk-taking expression, Lin Fan wanted to laugh, but held it back.

His eyes swept over Ying Huanhuan's exquisite body, and he chuckled: "I want you... to teach me the sound wave skills, well, all the sound wave skills you have mastered."

In the middle of speaking, Lin Fan paused deliberately.

Under Lin Fan's unscrupulous glance, Ying Huanhuan's pretty cheeks gradually turned red. Especially when she heard the first half of Lin Fan's words, her face turned redder. That was due to embarrassment.

However, after listening to Lin Fan's words, Ying Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, her big eyes showed a smile, and she said like a big sister:

"Originally, if you want me to teach you Sound Wave Technique, you need to become a disciple. However, since you are dedicated to studying, you can waive it. Make sure you agree in advance that if you are too stupid to learn it, you can't blame me. ”

"No problem," Lin Fan nodded and said.

Ying Huanhuan glanced at the exquisite jasper flute in Lin Fan's hand and said, "You played the piece just now so well, so you probably know the music theory well, so I'll teach you the piece directly?"

Lin Fan nodded and said, "Okay."

After hearing this, Ying Huanhuan said nothing and sat down next to Lin Fan. She raised her jade hands lightly and the emerald-green guzheng flashed out.

The girl's flawless and slender hands, like mutton-fat jade, gently landed on the strings, and then, the soft sound, like the sound of nature, came gently.

Many of the techniques that Ying Huanhuan practiced were all in the form of sound waves, so her attainments in playing the piano were obviously already perfect.

Lin Fan listened to Ying Huanhuan's music on the side, but it was a good enjoyment. Of course, while listening to the music, Lin Fan silently kept it in mind and observed Ying Huanhuan's playing technique.

By the time Ying Huanhuan finished playing it once, Lin Fan had basically mastered it.

"How was it? How much did you learn?" After finishing playing, Ying Huanhuan asked Lin Fan with a smile.

Lin Fan thought for a moment and said: "Well, two points. You have to tell me the music first, and then you should explain the fingering and other playing techniques, right? How can anyone teach people to play music and just play it once?"

"That's because you are stupid." Ying Huanhuan blinked her big eyes and said with a smile.

Saying this, Ying Huanhuan still taught Lin Fan carefully.

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the platform below.

Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly and looked towards the source of the commotion. Then, her cheeks suddenly became serious, and she felt a little uneasy.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, thought of something, and followed Ying Huanhuan's gaze.

I saw thousands of figures on the huge platform.

But at this time, the eyes of these figures were all looking in one direction, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Whispers spread quickly across the platform like a plague.

Where their eyes converged, there was a stone staircase leading to the platform.

At this moment, on the stone staircase, a figure was slowly walking up.

It was a figure in gray robes, with long hair messily hanging behind him.

Moreover, the most eye-catching thing is the black sword on his back.

The sword was about ten feet long, and there was an astonishing and sharp wave faintly emanating from the sword body.

The eyes under the gray-robed figure's hair showed a kind of emotionless numbness, and the dark eyes made people feel cold.

"Who is he?" Although Lin Fan had some guesses in his heart, he did not show it on his face, and asked Ying Huanhuan.

"Wang Yan," Ying Huanhuan bit her lips lightly with her pearly teeth, and her originally clear and pleasant voice became a little low at this moment.

"What's wrong with him?" Lin Fan looked in the direction of Wang Yan and said casually.

Ying Huanhuan was silent for a while, and then whispered: "The last sect competition..."

Next, Ying Huanhuan told Lin Fan all about how Wang Yan's sister was killed by Yuanmen in the sect competition, and how Wang Yan scolded Ying Xuanzi, then left Dao Sect, and killed Yuanmen disciples outside.

At the end, Ying Huanhuan said: "Brother Wang Yan came back this time, probably for the palace examination, or the sect competition after the palace examination."

"The first place in the palace examination will obtain the command of the sect disciples in the sect race. Brother Wang Yan came back this time, perhaps to use the power of Dao Sect to take revenge on Yuanmen in the sect competition."

"Brother Wang Yan has a paranoid and cold personality. If he follows his way, Dao Sect disciples will suffer heavy casualties."

As if thinking of that ending, Ying Huanhuan's cheek expression seemed to be about to cry.

This is the first time Lin Fan has seen this lively but stubborn girl with such an expression.

"The first place in the palace examination, I have reserved it!" Lin Fan patted Ying Huanhuan's shoulder and stared into her eyes and said seriously.

At the same time, the familiar voice of the system sounded in Lin Fan's mind again.