Junxi's fingers run over the strings, and the prelude is simple and clean, but it sounds a bit like a three-stringed sounder......

"The peach leaves are pointed, and the willow leaves cover the sky

In his position, this Ming Ah Gong, listen carefully to what I have to say......"

Huh?

The entire hall in the "alley" slowly fell silent, and everyone stretched out their heads to look at the table.

The two masters on the opposite side shrugged their shoulders and laughed: Why is this still a little funny, this kid really knows a lot.

"This matter is out of the Jingxi Blue Indigo Factory,

There is a pine old man in the firearms battalion of the Blue Indigo Factory,

When it comes to the third son of Nasong, the two of them fall into Pingchuan......"

"This song sounds a little interesting!" Liang Qiyue leaned slightly towards Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing nodded, he was about to squint at this moment, leaning back in the chair, his fingers constantly tapping on the table.

He squinted at Di Jia who was sitting next to him, and listened quite seriously, and a small hand like a lotus jade gently patted his thigh.

She listened very carefully, not only listening to the song but also listening to the lyrics, what is this singing, is it a song? not like it, is it a play?

Everyone else thought that Junxi chose a scene to sing, but no one realized that it was also an "original".

It was the first time that the guests in the hall had watched someone holding a guitar and singing such a little song.

How fresh!

The people who were going to settle the bill and leave continued to stay, thinking that it was quite good to eat after eating and listening to this.

There are several girls whose mobile phones are facing Junxi, and the appearance of this little brother is no worse than those traffic students.

Especially the shirt buttons at his neckline were unbuttoned twice, with his playful and funny expression, it's not sexy!

In fact, it was all used by Junxi to disperse the smell of alcohol, and as a result, the hormones in the room were scattered.

"The sun is setting, and the autumn insects are noisy

The sixth brother who thinks about it day and night

Came to my door

I made an appointment to meet tonight

Dalian, I replied shyly, bowed my head and said nothing......"

This little song is full of charm for Junxi tonight, and it seems that he is in the best state when he is relaxed.

At this time, his "three strings" also played smoothly,

The sound of Boss Chen's table slapping is getting louder and louder,

The other tables also followed suit one after another.

The atmosphere of the teahouse that floated through the whole restaurant was almost a few more "bangs".

Junxi enjoyed this moment very much, his handsome eyes were shining, and he sang a little song in such an atmosphere, singing and listening to it very comfortably.

It's no wonder that the second grandmothers who go to listen to Zhang Yunlei's cross talk will carry a glow stick.

Tonight's "Exploring the Qingshui River" played well, full of drama, and beat the last song "Stubborn".

After singing the song, everyone applauded.

Emperor Chen Qing stood up and arched his hand at each table: "I'm sorry everyone, we are a little troublesome today, disturbing your peace." ”

Everyone shook their hands and said it didn't matter.

"What's the trouble here, we like you more and more now, it tastes good and the mood is good. It's just that the price is a little more expensive. ”

Hahaha, there's a lot of coaxing down there.

These people complain when they have the opportunity.

The boss of Emperor Qing didn't care about this, and he heard the phrase "it tastes good".

He was in a good mood at this time, and instructed the waiter to send a fruit plate to each table for the remaining guests.

Later, Junxi finally told everyone a few paragraphs of "King Lu of Seven Stars".

"The two withered hands, obviously human, shrank into dry wood and were pulled on the woman's body, and the captain of the boat knelt with his back to them, muttering to the sea and muttering unknowing what he was thinking......"

Junxi picked and picked up and said quickly, this meeting has already talked about "Angry Sea Diving Sand", although this "Tomb Robbery Notes" is clearly displayed in his mind, but how can he say it all.

Just pick some exciting chapters to focus on, and the rest will simply pass by.

But even so, it has made everyone in the restaurant forget the time!

Emperor Chen Qingdi had already asked the waiter to remove the dishes from their table and replace them with a set of kung fu tea cups.

Junxi's rhythm is well controlled, the depth of the deep, the shallowness of the shallow, in his previous life, he praised the "Notes on Tomb Robbery" one by one, whether it was a novel or a movie, according to the logic in the movie, he completely grasped the audience's G-spot.

Lao Liang, who was at the same table, became more and more fascinated by this meeting, and he has always been very interested in the four words "Captain Jin": "So that the protagonist is actually not Captain Jin?"

Junxi nodded, took a sip of tea, and said: "The fat man is, this tomb robber is also divided into the northern and southern factions, and the captain of the touching gold belongs to the northern faction." ”

"What about the little brother?" Di Jia on the side was obviously very interested in the little brother.

Junxi did not refuse the questions from the "audience": "The little brother is an all-round player, and he is good at everything, but Wu Xie is just the opposite, not only is he an all-round player, but also a special ghost." ”

Emperor Qing smiled, picked up the teapot and continued it for them: "There must be someone who summons ghosts, otherwise there will be no story." ”

Junxi smiled and picked up the teacup: "That's right, the tea is also good." This is the right way, in addition to touching the golden captain, there are also some kind of hair Qiu Zhonglang generals. ”

"Hmm, this sounds pretty powerful," Lao Liang leaned back and looked at Junxi: "You kid, I'm really convinced, but I can really make it up, and all of them are knighted by giving names to these tomb robbers." ”

Chen Qingdi also feels the same way, this ghost story can be different: "I think he can be a screenwriter, and he can make up a ghost story chapter by chapter." ”

I didn't expect this "alley" to be full of easter eggs at night!

The guests at those tables were even more reluctant to leave, and each table continued to sit and order a lot of dishes.

Among them was a young man who listened the most attentively.

He came relatively late, and after he came, the dishes on the table were stunned and did not move. The ghost story of the young man at the table was so intimidating that it was heartfelt. This man can tell a ghost story so magical, in his opinion, this is not a story anymore, it is a legend.

Until the end, Junxi didn't mention "stubbornness" again, and somehow he always felt that since he had already given the song to others, it was not good to sing in public anymore.

............

After two days, the family was very together, and Tong Millet and Tong Wheat were waiting on the sofa early.

Wheat, in particular, stared at the TV at home with his eyes straight at home.

Finally, there was a strong rhythmic electronic sound on the TV—

I want to put myself in the fridge for a day without anyone stopping me......

"Uncle, the big recruit is here. ”

Millet and wheat are screaming.

I don't know how many times I've heard "I'll show you a big move" finally appeared.

Junxi and Naisi both hurried to the living room, and Naixi's slippers flew away.

The two children giggled as they watched.

Ten times more Coke to keep you cool

Ten times the waves that make you wave

Ten times the cooler, ten times cooler

The family finally got the ad on TV.

The rhythm of electronic music surrounds the whole living room, and everyone is very excited about this meeting.

In the "opal" mobile phone advertisement, the handsome Ni Feng sang and danced.

Dressed in a refreshing outfit, he held an "opal" mobile phone, and the streets and alleys he walked through suddenly became cool and comfortable......

The advertisement of the "opal" mobile phone was shot well, and Ni Feng's choreography this time was also very emotional.

The two on the sofa stared at the TV in a daze, only thinking that their uncle's songs were even cooler than Ni Feng!

Now it's okay, the boast that I bragged about in front of my classmates can finally be cashed in.

Junxi looked very seriously with glasses, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned upward, it turned out that his work appeared on TV with such a feeling, full of a sense of accomplishment.

Fan Naixi sat on the sofa with his arms crossed, muttering to himself while watching: "With such a song and Ni Feng's popularity, the click rate will definitely not be ...... bad."

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ps: Ask for a recommendation ticket and ask for a collection!