The sound of the flute is tragic.

The army is majestic, the horses neigh, and the sound of explosion is sad.

This is a fight against the water, this is a generous death.

The general let out a loud shout and raised the liquor in his hand.

This is a strong drink to practice before leaving, and it is also a tribute to send the hero's soul back to his hometown.

The armor was decorated with plain, the horse was draped in white silk, and the general rode through the soldiers one by one.

The Qin River rises and falls, the flag is waving, the war horse is neighing, and the general's cloak is flying in the wind.

A long sword stood up in the air: "For eight hundred miles of Qin Chuan!"

The general turned around and never looked back.

At this moment, the sound of the flute became even more weeping.

The general is gone for twenty years.

At home, his wife has white temples, and his thoughts are like water.

The children of the family have grown up, but they do not know what the father is like.

Day and night rotate slowly, and the years are long and long.

Since ancient times, everyone who has been old has been a husband in his dreams.

At this moment, the sound of the flute slowly became majestic again.

Swords and guns flashed, war horses were galloping, and drums rumbled and killed.

The general is old, but he is still strong, he is the first in the world, invincible.

Rushing all the way to kill, the general turned around and looked around blankly.

Twenty years of war, what happened?

Qin Chuan lowered his head, and the bamboo flute was held in his hand, like a divine weapon that had killed countless people, and slowly returned to its sheath.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute became brisk again, as if suddenly one day, the magpie jumped all over the branches, and came from afar, and the soldiers who broke the gong and their throats were already old and lame, but their voices were still so loud.

"We've won! We've won!"

The children beat gongs and drums and hung red silk, and their wives faced the bronze mirror, wiped their temples with black charcoal, covered their wrinkles with pastel, and wore the red clothes they wore when they married the general that day.

Blowing here, Qin Chuan shook his head, a flute song, but it made people almost jump up with joy.

Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan lined up a ten-mile long seat to welcome the triumph of the general.

Dragon and lion dances, singing and dancing, gongs and drums are noisy, and the sound is vibrating.

But the general did not return after all.

When she saw the low banner and the coffin below, the wife fell to the ground, crying blood.

Next to the coffin, a white horse, scarred, with long hair and a mournful voice.

The river wails, and the Qinchuan echoes.

The hero is gone, and the world is sad.

The poignant sound of the flute is heartbreaking.

The long flute sound of chasing, catching up, seems to be someone calling loudly.

"General, come back!"

"General, come back!"

But this great general will not come back after all.

High in the sky, between the white clouds, a wisp of heroic soul, looking down at these thousands of people, looking at the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, a long laugh, all the mountains laughed.

"I'm General Qin, I'm going!"

The unpretentious flute hung down, and Qin Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

There are no eight hundred miles of Qinchuan in front of him, there are no thousands of people, and there is no heroic soul of a general.

There is only one flute and flute edge, and I don't know where to gather, the dense audience, with tears on their faces, can not help themselves.

A song of Qinchuan, the liver and intestines are broken.

Qin Chuan raised his head and looked at the young woman in the cheongsam: "This is the flute I made." ”

This sword of my General Qin, do you want it or not!

How many do you want?!

......

When Qin Chuan returned to Dongyuan University with a bunch of flute materials and a paper contract provided by Di Xiao Yuan, Gu Xiaobai was putting the flutes on his desk one by one.

The flute is wrapped in silk and has a mouth, which is much more beautiful than before.

Next to it, there is his mobile phone.

The system trembled, and he always felt that Gu Xiaobai was going to have a showdown with him.

Is he going to be as miserable as an old mother who has worked hard to bring up her children, but has to be swept out of the house by her children?

"My flutes are good. Gu Xiaobai asked the system.

The system was silent for a moment before a few words popped up: "It's all top-grade." ”

"yes, you see, physics can do this kind of thing, it's amazing...... So, do you want to change your career to become a physics teacher and become a 'big physicist system'?"

No, don't!

If the system shakes its head, it will already shake out a song of the east wind.

It turns out that Gu Xiaobai's conspiracy is here!

No wonder he used to be a flute and learn the flute, but he didn't push back and go, so obedient.

It turns out that there has been a heart of betrayal for a long time!

"It's good to be a 'big physicist system', otherwise, if you change your career to be a big physicist system, how about I be bound to you?" Gu Xiaobai tempted.

Bind?

Oh, this man's mouth!

The system would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in this broken mouth of a man!

"Really, trust me. Gu Xiaobai said, "Look, I've verified many of your abilities, I think you can help me get to the throne of 'Great Physicist', although I can definitely do it myself, but with you, I'll be a little faster, right?"

Just a little?

"As long as you help me become a great physicist and help me make achievements, when I am old enough to study physics, I can go to music." Gu Xiaobai thought in his heart, this old age is very late, such as ...... Eighty years old? No, no, no, still in their nineties.

The system said, I have seen through your nature, what to say that you want to study music, impossible! absolutely impossible!

I want you to give up physics unless you're dead.

Gu Xiaobai, who had a ghost in his heart, stared at his phone.

The mobile phone with a ghost in his heart also stared at Gu Xiaobai.

"Hmm...... That's right. Gu Xiaobai said, "Then, since you don't want to, I can only make a decision." ”

Without waiting for the system to react, Gu Xiaobai said: "I remember you said that I have to perform every day, because if I am not bound to you, you need to absorb the audience's emotional reaction to maintain the action, right?"

The system suddenly had a bad feeling.

"So...... From today onwards, I won't be performing!" Gu Xiaobai came up with a killer idea.

Hungry for a few meals, see if you are well-behaved!

"Time returns. Although he knew that this trick no longer worked, the system still took out his last hole card tremblingly.

It's really miserable, it's the same system, why can other systems command the host around, but they are so miserable.

"Well, I almost forgot, there is still time to return, there is no time to return, how can I be a great physicist......" Gu Xiaobai held his chin and looked at his phone.

The phone almost believed it.

Sure enough, Gu Xiaobai laughed as soon as he burst out.

"I've already learned this trick, although it's not too perfect, and it's not as good as you in terms of time ratio, but it'...... As long as I study hard and practice hard, I will definitely master it perfectly soon!" Gu Xiaobai raised his head proudly, "In front of the Goddess's Saint Seiya, it is useless to use the same move!"

In the same way, in front of me Gu Xiaobai, it's the same!