Not to mention that Su Hong's perch came out of the house, and his mind was full of lamenting how his son had passed. But it is said that Su Mosu is a great talent, but at this moment he is sitting in the boudoir of the Miaoyun girl in Tianxianglou, dancing and talking, and fully enjoying the fun of being a teacher.

Of course, it's a stave.

Poor Miss Miaoyun, for Su Mo's unnoticeable writing of the stave, it can be regarded as a sin. For several days in a row, I forgot to sleep and eat to read various music collection classics, and even my eye sockets came out, but I couldn't understand it.

In the end, I had to recall the scene when Su Mo sang that day, corresponding to the lyrics, and barely found the corresponding key for a few notes.

It's just that even she didn't belong to herself that day, and she didn't listen to it all at all, and now she is so far-fetched to compare the compiled scores, and try to play them, it is completely far away.

This really hurts Miss Miaoyun's self-esteem.

In desperation, he had to grit his teeth and admit defeat. It's just that the handkerchief in the slender hand is twisted hundreds of knots.

In the end, Miss Yun felt that she was just a little woman, and it was not fair to compete with Su Mo, a big man!

Just when the guitar was made, someone came to invite Su Mo over. It is said that it is to check whether the guitar is satisfactory, and it is also good to take this opportunity to ask someone who understands the score.

Just like that, Su Mo sat in Miss Yun's boudoir.

Whether it is in the past life or the present life, Su Mo is still the first time to enter a brothel, to be honest, he may not have some relatives at first.

And when he really entered Tianxiang Building and looked around, he couldn't help pouting in his heart. What, isn't this the nightclub of the future? Everyone is here to drink a little wine, listen to a little song, and the interest is coming, and they can find the one they like and open the room directly.

The only difference is that the young ladies of later generations both sit on the stage and come out, the price of the stage is fixed, and the price of the introduction is discussed on the spot;

In addition, whether it is sitting on the table or opening a room, the price is set and does not need to be negotiated. Also, most of them have to tip separately.

Oh, and another point is that the quality of this ancient girl is much better than that of later generations. At least there is no such thing as Sister Feng'er, who dares to run out and disgust people.

When he arrived in Miaoyun's boudoir and listened to Miaoyun's resentful talk about the score, Su Mo reacted and made a big oolong by himself.

At first, he also wanted to put a large clove of garlic, let Miao Yun take the ancient music score, and write another copy for her according to the familiar format.

As a result, when he received a sheet of music from this era, he went straight to Smecta. If Miao Yun sees that his stave is a ghost drawing, then he looks at this ancient music score as a book from heaven.

What kind of quadrangle on it, what six-foot completely Mo slaughtered sheep, in addition, there are all kinds of symbols, and even some fake characters that look like Japanese, and Su Mo's eyes are full of small circles.

I really don't understand this.

But you can't just show cowardice, right? Who is Su Mo? That's Xiao Su Xianggong, a genius, this can't fall!

"Backward! too backward!" is the next evaluation of a certain talent. The whole beauty was full of embarrassment, and with three points of admiration.

"Now, I'll tell you about this stave. This staff is the most advanced notation, and its advantage is ......"

"Well, it means a quarter of a beat. Do you understand a quarter? It's about dividing something into four parts and taking one of them. Yes, that's what it means......"

"This, this, is to represent the scale, such as treble, such as bass, octave high...... Uh, this octave high, that's what it's all about......"

Let's go, Mr. Su couldn't stop the car when he started talking, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and he suddenly felt like he had returned to the old podium.

Albert Einstein's theory of relativity said that the time spent with a beautiful woman is always short, and the same time sitting by the fire is always long.

Obviously, Mr. Su's current state belongs to the first type. Therefore, unconsciously, the sun shadow outside the window of the small building has been slanting in the west, and most of the day has passed like this.

Teacher Su also felt an urgency to urinate, and then he noticed that it was not early. Can you not have an urgency to urinate? I talk a lot, my mouth is dry, and I don't know how many pots of tea I have drunk in between. The beauty is a personal little girl, and I don't know how many health balls have been given away for free.

"Well, it's not too early. What's that, I'm ......" Teacher Su got up ashamedly, gestured and said with a dry smile.

"Today, with the advice of Su Gongzi, the slave mouth plug suddenly opened, and he was overjoyed. If the son does not give up, he is willing to worship the son as a teacher. Morning and dusk, waiting for the son, don't dare to slack off, can the son allow it?"

Morning and dusk are provincial, morning and dusk are good, this can be ...... Su Gongzi was a little uncalm, and his eyes were a little floating. It's just that the theme of what people say is that apprenticeship is good? Why do you only hear the words "morning and dusk to fix the province"? This is not good.

Su Gongzi was quite sober and came back to his senses in time. waved his hand and twisted: "It's over, it's really too much." Miss Yun, look, we are about the same age, what do you say about apprenticeship, doesn't it make people laugh. In this way, whenever I have time, I am always welcome. Or I'll come over or go to my place, and let's learn from each other and learn from each other, okay?"

Miao Yun's beautiful eyes lit up, and she said happily: "Really, can the slave go to the prince's mansion?"

Uh, what's wrong with this drama? Looking at the beauty's surprised expression, someone obviously feels that something is wrong. Just looked at the other party's expectant eyes, and finally nodded.

Seeing Su Mo nodding, Miao Yun's face was obviously bright. Almost happily leaned over, and said in a charming voice: "Since it's not early, why don't you just have a drink at Yun'er's place?" ”

"Hmm, this ......" A beauty is a beauty, as soon as such a soft voice came, Su Mo blurted out and agreed without being prepared. It's just that the stupid girl's face and Wei'er's smile suddenly flashed in her mind, and she finally shook her head regretfully and decisively refused.

Miao Yun's face suddenly darkened, but then she regained her smile and said softly: "Even if the son does not allow it, it is also Yun'er's blessing." But this guitar has already been made, won't Childe try it? If there is something inappropriate, let the pianist know in person, so that he can change it. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the girl, and the little girl ran out of the door, and after a while, she came in with a wooden box, followed by a man in his fifties.

Miao Yun got up and saluted, and introduced the man to Su Mo, but it was a luthier surnamed Shang, who was said to be very famous in the industry.

After the violin craftsman respectfully bowed, he quietly retreated to the corner and sat down. Su Mo took the wooden box, opened it and looked at it, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and his heart was full of admiration.

Inside the wooden box was a standard guitar. Unexpectedly, he just drew a picture, and only explained it in general, and this Shang qinsmith really made a guitar. The craftsmanship of ancient craftsmen is really not covered.

Taking out the guitar and plucking the strings a few times, Su Mo found that except for some problems with the pitch and needed to be adjusted, he really couldn't find any problems.

At the moment, he praised the violinist repeatedly, and the smiler smiled on his face, repeatedly humbly, confirmed that the guitar was fine, and then left.

Although it was not early, it was not bad. Just got the guitar, Su Mo's hands couldn't help but feel a little itchy, and he desperately wanted to play a song to find a feeling.

At that moment, he sat down on the small stick, listened attentively, adjusted the strings one by one, and then nodded with satisfaction.

With a movement of his wrist, he pinched the fret with one hand and plucked the strings with the other, and a smooth clear sound sounded like a guitar practitioner's classic track: To Alice.

In later generations, the guitar, violin, and piano were known as the world's three most famous musical instruments, and their charm can be imagined. At this moment, the guitar in Su Mo's hand sounded for the first time in Daming time and space, and the ethereal sound quality suddenly attracted Miao Yun's beautiful eyes to flash, full of envy and love. Even the little girl's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise.

Alice played for a while, and Su Mo stopped. After a moment's thought, he plucked the strings again.

I am a thousand-year-old fox

A thousand years of love and a thousand years of loneliness

Do you know who my red makeup is for in the long night

In the red dust, you know who my hair is combed for

I am a fox that has been waiting for a thousand years

A thousand years of waiting for a thousand years of helplessness

In the depths of love, watch me dance for you with beauty

When love hurts, listen to me pour out for you in song

The cold window reads hard and you and I swear an alliance

Unforgettable

The gold list flowers and candles are the end of the world

Strange paths

Can you make me cry for love?

I am still the white fox who loved you thousands of years ago

How much spring goes to spring to morning and twilight

You are your fox for the rest of your life

……………….

The melancholy vocals are set off by the melancholy sound quality of the guitar.

This "White Fox" is a song that Su Mo liked quite a lot in his previous life. At this moment, sitting in the time and space of five hundred years ago, playing and singing this song again made him feel like he was in a trance. At first, there was still a desire to show off, but gradually, it completely sank into it. As a result, the song became more and more touching.

Miao Yun sat stupidly, her eyes had long been out of focus, looking at the front emptyly, but her heart fluttered with the song, not knowing where she was going and where she would land.

This is obviously a song in the same style as "Fairy Tale", but when she heard it again at the moment, she didn't feel any discomfort at all, on the contrary, the poignancy in the lyrics hit the most vulnerable part of her heart so completely unguarded.

Suddenly, I felt that my heart was turning a thousand times, and it was tingling and difficult to breathe. In a trance, she seems to have incarnated into the fox in the song, looking for it, bleak and cold, chasing in countless reincarnations, chasing the unforgettable and inseparable past...

She was stupid, stupid, and completely addicted to this sad tune. She only felt that this song was clearly tailor-made for her. The fox in the song is her, and she is the fox.

For a long time, for a long time.

When the music stopped, all three people in the room were speechless. Yu'er opened her mouth slightly, her face seemed to be confused, and she seemed to be a little helpless.

Su Mo exhaled lightly, helplessly looking at Miao Yun who was still stupid and stupid in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

The reason why he sang this song "White Fox" was actually because he felt that this Miao Yun was not beautiful, and it was completely the prototype of the legendary fox spirit.

But he only cared about his own jokes, but he completely forgot about this Miaoyun's temperament, and he was a little sad. And judging from the current situation, I'm afraid that the experience of this beauty also has a big story. I played and sang such a song coldly, I was afraid that it would hurt this beauty.

Silently put the guitar in the wooden box and put it away, then turned around and walked in front of Miao Yun again. During this period, Miao Yun has been stupid and still, but the tears in her eyes are like beads with broken threads, and the entire placket is wet.

Not only that, the two hands placed in front of the abdomen were clenched tightly at the moment, and the force was so great that the entire knuckle was flushed with blue and white.

"Miss Yun, Miss Yun!" Su Mo sighed, for fear that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would really hurt his body, so he had to call out repeatedly.

After calling several times in a row, Miao Yunmuran's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at him sluggishly.

Su Mo shook his head with a wry smile, grabbed the wooden box and carried it, and said softly: "Miss Yun, it's just a song." Thou art also good at the rhythm of music, and thou shalt be sorrowful to the extreme. Whatever you've been through, it's all gone now. Looking to the future, there will be a sunny time. Okay, that's all, take care, I'll take my leave. Oh yes, thank you for the guitar. With that, he gave her a bright smile and turned to walk out the door.

"This tune... Do you have a name?"

"White Fox. ”

Su Mo was silent and replied softly. Then he didn't stop and pushed the door away.