Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

Su Cong's eyes were too serious, so focused and persistent staring at Su Shang made him suddenly feel an inexplicable sense of tension.

Su Shang turned his head in a panic, let go of the hand that was next to Su Cong's face and was kissed by him only once, and then led the way to the car.

After pulling the car door for a long time without opening it, Su Shang suddenly stopped and silently let go... The key is still in Su Cong's hand, and he is walking slowly beside him at this moment.

Must be holding back a laugh.

Su Shang was slightly embarrassed, he opened the car door again after seeing Su Cong unlocked it, and bent down to get in.

After arriving home, Su Shang looked around, bored, and simply checked the information about the school on the Internet. Although he had already visited, the things on the Internet were always much more exciting than what the eyes could see.

Su Cong put his arms around Su Shang's waist from behind, kissed him on the back of the neck, and said in a low voice, "Ah Shang, do you know...you are very famous in J University."

"Me?" Su Shang blinked, turned his head curiously, put down the mouse in his hand and grabbed the armrest of the chair, "Why am I famous?"

Su Cong took the opportunity to bring Su Shang up from the chair, took his hand and made him sit on the bed, quickly took off his clothes and put on his pajamas, and said with a smile: "J University is most famous for its departments of finance, medicine and music. Tie."

Su Shang nodded, and then smiled, "I learned a little bit about it before, and many popular idols came out of big boys."

Today's idols are quite different from those in ancient times. The status is obviously very high and they are sought after.

The geographical location of Kyoto is originally top-notch in all aspects, and although J University is not an art institution, most of the teachers in the art departments set up in it are veterans, and there is a branch school in the music department, and The campus is separated by a grove, and they are all old people who retired a few years ago.

"Do you still remember the piece of Sigui you played in the classroom?" Su Cong didn't want to talk about this topic at first.

This piece of music is made by myself, but only the first half, and the latter part... Probably the deepest and deepest homesick feeling buried in Su Shang's heart, and there is nothing that can replace this kind of feeling.

"Of course I remember." Su Shang let out a low sigh, and simply stood up and began to change into pajamas, "That song was also written out of emotion... the ones I played later were not what I wanted to play at the time. of."

At that time, he just couldn't help but think of something.

The mountains and rivers are still there, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.In that prosperous age, he laid down half for Aobie, but at that time such a big child had to use his immature arms to support half of the country, and the hardships and dangers can be seen.

What he thinks, reads, and plays are all in his heart's wish that Aobie can create the prosperous world for the people of the world.

Fortunately, he did not live up to his expectations.

Sure enough, Su Cong nodded in satisfaction, then turned on his mobile phone, and played the video that he had downloaded and watched countless times on his mobile phone. Immediately, the deep and melodious music sounded in the room, and the bed at the foot of the bed The big duke and the little beast in their arms raised their heads and looked in surprise, and found that the source of the sound was another thing they didn't quite understand, so they licked each other's fur before they continued to lie down Sleeping, Su Cong carried the body out of the bedroom and put it by the door.

Grand Duke and Little Beast: "..."

Turning around and turning his head, Su Cong closed the door, blocking the sight of the two little guys who were looking in and looking in, and turned to Su Shang.

"You should have never paid attention to these things." Su Cong took off Su Shang's shoes and socks, went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water to wash his feet, and then grabbed his ankle and started playing, "You That video was seen by an old professor from the music department of J University, and he recorded and broadcast it that night. He wanted to buy your copyright, but he couldn't find anyone from you. The next day, I ordered it to be taken down from the entire Internet. "

"It's just that the video is still spreading. The Internet can't stop it at all." Su Cong said a little reconciled. Fortunately, Fang Li was far away, and Fang Li couldn't take a clear picture of Su Shang's face. The echo effect of the classroom is too strong, so it is like adding another thick sound effect.

Su Shang pulled his foot back and put it on the bed, "You mean, that video is on the school website of J University?"

"Yes." Su Cong put his feet in the water basin and rubbed them expressionlessly, then quickly pulled them out and wiped them clean with a towel. After pouring off the water, he came back and choked out a sentence, "It's been refined and put on the top." .”

At this time, Su Shang also saw the title marked in big red font on the top. The genius high school student played the war song with ancient musical instruments and became famous.

Most of the ones below are asking who they are, and some are asking the host to record the audio separately.

After this post was forwarded to the music department, it was widely used to spread the lectures.

"This piece of music is not in line with modern concepts." Su Shang pulled down and looked at it funny.

Su Cong approached him, and after the post was pulled to the bottom, he covered Su Shang's hand with one hand, and leaned into his ear and said, "What they want to learn is the technique."

"...Actually, there are no skills." Su Shang thought for a while, "It's not so much skills, it's better to say that the Jin and Yuan Dynasties were too glorious in history, and it's also because of this that the things that have been handed down are so sought after by later generations."

Even now, in auctions, museums, and even roadside stalls, all imitation ornaments, clothes, and even weapons and armor made in the Jin and Yuan Dynasties are the most popular things for sale, and correspondingly, There are very few pieces of music.

Of course, during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, the country was rich and the people were safe, but after the popularity of music, the songs handed down by everyone at the beginning of the dynasty had their own many flaws and losses.

As far as the piece of music played by Su Shang is concerned, it is the most famous war song of that period.

"Maybe no one will know that you made that piece of music." Su Shang bent his eyes, poked Su Cong's forehead with a smile, watched him shake back and forth, and then suddenly fell silent, looking into his eyes , said: "You are so attentive today... what do you want to do?"

"...Ah Shang." Su Cong's voice softened, and he dragged out a long voice, pressing Su Shang under him, his nose arched wildly on his body, while sniffing lightly, "I want you..."

Su Shang is not very keen on this matter, but Su Cong doesn't know where he did his homework. He almost knows all the sensitive points on a male body, and Su Shang is slightly panting after a few strokes.

Different from the previous life, this life's body was pampered and sensitive everywhere, and I didn't feel anything when I touched it, but Su Cong's hand felt like it was on fire when he touched it, and he couldn't help thinking To shrink back, Su Shang couldn't help but think of his body that was extremely insensitive/sensitive to pain in his previous life... When encountering this kind of situation, he will definitely not be so embarrassing.

"Are you comfortable?" Su Cong chuckled, opened the last layer of thin clothes on Su Shang's body, and gagged his mouth without giving him a chance to answer.

The soft wetness on his face prompted Su Shang to wake up, Su Cong was wiping his face with a hot towel, looking at the blue and black under Su Shang's eyes, he felt a little guilty, but more of it was an unspeakable joy And satisfied, "Ah Shang, you're awake."

Su Shang frowned, and with the help of Su Cong, he sat up on the pillow, but he always felt sore and sore in his back. When he was lying down, he thought it might be better to sit up, but once he sat up, he felt that it was better to lie down. Comfortable.

Last night... What time did he go to?

He only vaguely remembered being forced by Su Cong to start □□□, which could not be stopped intermittently, and then the pleasure/sensation flooded him, so he simply gave up, and instead took the initiative to cater to Su Cong, hoping that he would end it sooner. .

...However, the fact that he doesn't want to admit is that even when his consciousness is about to disappear, Su Cong is still exercising non-stop.

"I haven't seen how you exercise on weekdays. Why are you so physically strong?" Su Shang smiled wryly, and still wanted to tease Su Cong.

He took the water glass that Su Cong poured out, took a sip to moisten his lips, and then took a few big sips.

"It's just that I didn't follow you during this period." Su Cong raised his eyebrows, his eyes curved, "A Shang, can't you take it anymore?"

I also know that no one will admit that there is a problem with male dignity at this time, even if Su Shang is really powerless.

So he took a light breath, and with distress and pleas that he didn't realize, he frowned and said softly, "We have to make an agreement, this kind of thing can't be too greedy... You are not in good health, at most once a week... Twice, no more."

Su Cong pursed his lips, and then led Su Shang's hand to touch the underside of a small tent that had been propped up, and said, "But Ah Shang, I can't help it."

"If you feel tired, we can do it a few more times a day to get you used to it, so that you won't be overwhelmed by it all at once." Su Cong took the opportunity to discuss with him.

Su Shang was about to be defeated by his argument. He looked at Su Cong with a straight and serious face and said such a sentence helplessly, and then said dumbfoundedly: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about..."

Su Cong didn't intend to be serious with him either, and then he did the math and felt that twice a week, considering Su Shang's temperament, had already given in to the point where he could no longer retreat. If he continued to mess around, maybe once a month would not be enough. .

So in front of Su Shang, Su Cong, who knew very well what it means to be a man who knows current affairs as a hero, chose to back down very wisely, and agreed to him with an unhappy and reluctant look on his face.

Saying yes doesn't mean agreeing in heart, even if he can't really do it, he can still ask Su Shang to help him with his hands, or... can he use his mouth?

Su Cong was fascinated by looking at Su Shang's moist lips just after drinking water, he couldn't hold back and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.

Su Shang: "?"