Just when Chen Yufeng and Miao Feng were about to leave, a phone call came, Chen Yufeng answered the phone, only to know that it was Chen Feiyang who woke up and found that Chen Yufeng was not by his side, out of concern, Chen Feiyang dialed Chen Yufeng's phone.

"It's still early, you and I will meet on the banks of the Huangpu River. Chen Yufeng felt that the time had come to invite Dusty Feiyang to join Yutianmen.

Chen Yufeng hung up the phone and said to Miao Feng slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry Teacher Miao, I took a step in advance." ”

"It's the phone number of Dusty Flying Classmate, it's okay, you go first, don't look at me as just a delicate woman, my strength is not bad. Miao Feng put away the English knife and said.

"Yes. "Miao Feng's strength Chen Yufeng is also quite appreciative, remembering the last time he misunderstood Miao Feng in the office, he couldn't help but feel a little blushing, judging from today's situation, it may be Miao Ying's handwriting, and he blamed her.

"Teacher Miao, I'm really sorry for what happened last time, and I apologize to you, student. Chen Yufeng said to Miao Feng when he left.

Watching Chen Yufeng disappear into this room, Miao Feng couldn't help but sigh: "Why do you apologize to the teacher? Teacher, I have never blamed you!"

……

History has a lot of accidents, come to the Huangpu River, looking at the sparkling river under the moonlight, Chen Yufeng sighed: "The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night." Who can truly appreciate the passage of time today?"

"So we're going to cherish that little time, aren't we?"

Dusty Feiyang walked up to Chen Yufeng and said with a smile. The breeze blowing from the river, blowing the slender hair of the dust flying, fluttering out of the dust, the style of the Confucian generals is fully displayed here.

Chen Yufeng smiled slightly and said: "But in fact, in today's bustling metropolis, there are still many people who survive in the cracks of time, which is also an undeniable fact. ”

Dust Feiyang was noncommittal, and said: "This is also a helpless thing, in this society where the gap between the rich and the poor is gradually widening, generally speaking, only those rich people can really control their time, because they are rich enough; ”

Dusty Feiyang's seemingly objective evaluation made Chen Yufeng can't help but shake his head. Seeing this, Dust Feiyang couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?

Chen Yufeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "I didn't say that you were wrong, it's just more one-sided." ”

"Oh, listen up. Dusty raised his interest and said.

Chen Yufeng put his hands behind his back and said, "You are wrong about one thing, that is, the rich don't have enough time to squander. Imagine if you had a huge fortune overnight, would you squander it or work as hard as you always wanted? The answer is obvious, our human desires are endless, and when we have made a lot of money, we will find that we are not the richest one, so we will desperately make money, and those who are already at the peak of wealth will be afraid that they will be replaced by the new rich people who will come from behind, and they will start to make money desperately! So in my opinion, no one can really control time, only those who cherish time can manage time reasonably in the true sense. ”

"It makes sense, but I didn't think it through just now, after all, I have never experienced the life of a poor person, so everything I said is just a piece of paper. Dusty sighed.

Chen Yufeng suddenly remembered the old blind man who played "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", and now he must have been happily playing the erhu with his apprentice, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Yufeng took out the jade jade flute from his arms, and it was still so dazzling under the dark night sky.

"History is so surprisingly similar, we are just a small splash in the long river of history. Dusty looked at the jade jade flute in Chen Yufeng's hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

"As long as you live a meaningful life, you won't become a monstrous giant. Chen Yufeng gently rubbed the jade flute in his hand and said.

"Do you want to listen to a song?" Chen Yufeng said to Dust Feiyang with a smile.

"As long as it's not an ambush on all sides. Thinking of the scene of that day, Dust Feiyang couldn't help but laugh.

Chen Yufeng chuckled lightly and said, "Then let's have a song "Partridge Flying". ”

Partridge Flying is one of the main representative repertoire of Jiangnan flute music, originally Hunan folk music, the score was first seen in 1926 Yan Gufan compiled "Chinese Yale Collection", the book contained in the "Partridge Flying" of the solution is: "Xiao, Xiaogong tune. This piece should not be used on the flute, it is better to use a lower sound instrument, which seems to be elegant and beautiful. However, in the future, this song became popular in Jiangnan in various forms such as silk and bamboo ensemble and flute solo, and the version played on the flute became such a famous song.

Chen Yufeng's "Partridge Flying" is mellow and mellow, melodious and euphemistic, this moving flute music drifts in this dark night, and the dust flies from it to feel a trace of dust, but it also feels inexplicably desolate and sad. "The king of Yue Goujian broke Wu Gui, and the righteous returned to his hometown to wear brocade clothes. The palace maid is like a flower full of spring halls, so far only partridges fly. Dusty Feiyang felt that the cheerful mood was mixed with the perception of the rise and fall of history, and I have to say that Chen Yufeng's attainments in flute music have been perfected.

"How?" Chen Yufeng finished playing, looked at the dust flying with an amazed face, and asked with a smile.

Dust Feiyang came back to his senses and exclaimed: "There is nothing to regret about being able to hear the flute music you play in this life!"

This evaluation speaks for itself.

Chen Yufeng shook his head and said, "We are still young, there are still many things waiting for us to do, Feiyang, if you want, I can play the flute for you every day, and when you come to my Yutianmen." ”

The window paper had been pierced, and Dust Feiyang knew the purpose of Chen Yufeng's call, so he was silent for a while, and said, "I remember that this is the second time you have invited me." ”

"Well, it's the second time, you refused last time. Chen Yufeng shrugged his shoulders and said with a little dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, really, it's been four months, I've been asking you to wait for four months! If I don't agree again, wouldn't it be too unkind!"

When Dusty Feiyang said this, he had already clarified his attitude, and Chen Yufeng shouted towards Dusty Feiyang's back: "Remember to report to us tomorrow!"

In the night, the waving right hand of the dust flying was clearly visible, and with the addition of the Confucian generals, Chen Yufeng believed that the Yutian Gate would go further.

"Back then, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic. Lupine scarf, talking and laughing, the canopy is gone. "Those who can do this level can only be done by people with the style of Confucianism.