Wu Zhongyuan said, the fan was puzzled, "I don't know anything, what can I do for you?"

"Find a place to sit down. Wu Zhongyuan said.

Fan nodded in agreement, this time he didn't go far, there was a barbecue restaurant not far from Di Bar, the two of them were not very interested in barbecue, but eating was only secondary, and all they needed was a relatively quiet conversation environment.

The barbecue restaurant is not quiet, but it is still much quieter than the Di bar, Wu Zhongyuan didn't feel abnormal at first, but after sitting down, he found that several tables of diners deliberately lowered their voices when talking, and no one made a loud noise.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan turn his head and look around, the fan suddenly remembered something, "By the way, did you fight at the Hongyun food stall last night?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with a smile, the food stall that the fan said was where he fought.

"It's really you?!" the fan was very excited, "It's a good fight, I know the person you hit, and it's usually horizontal, you are doing harm for the people." ”

"Except for a fart. Wu Zhongyuan pouted and smiled.

"Really, there are always some people in society who do things in the Di Bar, but there are none tonight," Fan said, "If there are a few more people like you who are not afraid of things, there will not be so many bad people in society." ”

Wu Zhongyuan smiled, flipped through the recipe and ordered some food at random.

"You're not kidding me, are you?" said Fan, still in disbelief.

Seeing that the waiter had been looking at the blood stains on the front chest of the fan, after the waiter left, Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand to hide the bloodstains, and instead helped her restore the broken clothes to their original state.

"Wow. The fan was dumbfounded.

Maybe he noticed that he was a little out of shape, and the fan tried to force himself to calm down, "By the way, you just said that you wanted me to help you do something, what can I do?

"No," Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "I will send you directly to the palace five thousand years ago, and I will write you a letter when the time comes, you give the letter to them, and they will send someone to accompany you out for a walk, my queen of the middle palace is also a modern person, if she is not busy, she can accompany you in person." ”

"Are you married?" said Fan, a little disappointed.

Wu Zhongyuan saw the disappointment of the fan, but he was not surprised, because whether it was a man meeting a woman, or a woman meeting a man, it would be classified subconsciously at the first time, and the initial classification was only two categories, one was likely to develop further, and the other was impossible to develop further.

"Good things are always robbed. Wu Zhongyuan half-jokingly.

"Haha, I'm kind of convinced that you're really an emperor. The fan laughed too.

"I am. Wu Zhongyuan opened a bottle of carbonated drinks, he doesn't like carbonated drinks very much, but he doesn't hate them either, many people seriously scandalize carbonated drinks, regard them as flood beasts, in fact, carbonated drinks are not so terrible, if the degree of harm is set at level ten, including eggs from the farm, fast-growing chicken products including eggs from the farm are at least above level five, and carbonated drinks are not even two can't reach.

"Hey, you haven't told me what to do. The fan urges.

"In ancient times, there was very little music," Wu Zhongyuan said, "you go back and help me cultivate some talents in this area, and arrange some music repertoire according to different occasions such as sacrifices, conquests, people's livelihood, etc., and it is not necessary to be original, but it must be appropriate for the times, it should be majestic and majestic, it should be exciting, it should be heavy, you know what I mean." ”

"I guess I can get it. The fan nodded.

"Well, it's mostly tunes and rhythms, the lyrics are useless. Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Why are the lyrics useless?" the fan wondered.

"Because the ancient and modern languages are not incompatible. Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

"Is there a big difference?" asked Fan.

"It's big, it's almost completely different, only a very small part of it is somewhat similar to Cantonese," Mr. Wu said, "Mandarin has four tones, Hokkien has seven tones, Cantonese has nine tones, and the words of my time have more than a dozen." ”

"I'll hear it. The fan's eyes were urgent.

Wu Zhongyuan thought about it and quickly said an ancient saying.

"It's the same as singing, I don't understand it at all, what do you mean?" asked Fanzi.

"You were brave tonight. Wu Zhongyuan said with a smile.

was praised by Wu Zhongyuan, and the fan was a little embarrassed, "I didn't help with anything." ”

"Many times what we value is not the gain or loss, but the attitude of the other party. Wu Zhongyuan picked up the chopsticks and began to eat, the first thing that came up was cold vegetables, celery was also available in ancient times, but it was not this taste.

Fan Zi has recovered from the previous fright, because the mood is extremely excited, she can't help but talk too much, she is also worried that her chatter will cause Wu Zhongyuan's disgust, so she tried to find a relatively meaningful topic, "I am not highly accomplished in music, there are many professional professors ......"

Without waiting for the fan to finish, Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand to interrupt her words, "Music is a matter of understanding, not necessarily a good professor, what I need is not bel canto singing, I want music that can affect the emotions of others, different occasions need different atmospheres, what I said is not very accurate, but you understand what I mean, I believe you can do it well." ”

"You're trusting me so much, I'm under a lot of pressure. Fan said.

"The ancient spiritual civilization was very backward, and the music was also very monotonous and lacking, and after you went back, you were a master. Wu Zhongyuan said with a smile.

"I'm really flattered by what you say," said Fan, "and I'm willing to try, but this kind of thing can't be done in a day or two, and you'll have to let me stay in ancient times for a few more days." ”

"Yes. Wu Zhongyuan nodded.

Although it is called eating supper, the fan is almost not eaten, and no one has the heart to eat at this time, seeing that the fan is curious, and worried that asking too much will disgust him, Wu Zhongyuan will tell her some of the ancient situation in a concise way, unlike the Smurfs who joined the Eighteenth Branch, the fan has studied in college, and has strong understanding and receptivity, but a professional student like her, the cultural classes are very average, especially the lack of enough understanding of history.

Just as he was about to check out and leave, two people in civilian clothes came outside, walked straight to Wu Zhongyuan's side, briefly introduced himself, handed him a communication device, and apologized to him, only saying that the staff on duty had no work experience and tried to direct him, which caused his disgust, and this situation would definitely be avoided in the future.

Wu Zhongyuan had previously sent the communication device back to the Eighteenth Branch, and now the two of them sent another one, but the effect was almost the same, and the other party's approach Wu Zhongyuan could also understand, he wore the communication device to the headquarters to know what he had encountered and where he had been, if he didn't wear it, the headquarters would not be able to obtain relevant information.

The eighteenth sub-bureau gave the steps, and Wu Zhongyuan also went down, symbolically criticized himself, and then accepted the communication device.

When the two left, Wu Zhongyuan sent them out, and took the opportunity to ask them to check the origin of the fan, although he believed in the fan, but he couldn't but be cautious, sending a modern person back is not trivial, in case of sending a hostile spy back, the consequences are unimaginable.

At this time, it was already more than one o'clock in the second half of the night, and when he learned that Wu Zhongyuan had no fixed residence, Fan invited him to live in his rented apartment for one night.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't want to do the things that happened to the melon field and plums, but after groaning, he still agreed, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, before sending the fan back to ancient times, he still tried not to let her out of his sight.

The place where the fan lives is not far from here, the two of them walked there, the apartment where the fan lives is not big, the room can only be described as not messy, and there is still some distance from the cleanliness.

There is only one bed, although the fan tries his best to let him sleep in the bed, Wu Zhongyuan still chooses the sofa, it is best not to stay overnight when you go to someone else's house, even if the host tries his best to stay, try not to live in someone else's house, there is really nowhere to go, and you can only sleep in the living room, this is the basic etiquette of being a guest, the host can be enthusiastic, but the guest can not be real.

Fan went to take a bath, Wu Zhongyuan sat in the living room watching TV, he has been a little out of touch with society in the past few years since he left, and when he left, the TV program could only be watched on a different channel, and now it can be watched on demand.

After taking a shower, Fan went to the back room to make a few calls, and a few friends were worried about her and called to inquire about the situation, but her mobile phone was silent before and she didn't hear it.

Although there are still a lot of questions, the fan is embarrassed to ask again, it is already late, and Wu Zhongyuan should rest......