Updated: 2013-10-31

Chapter 841, Virtue and Art Shuangxin Beard!

In the face of such gentle respect, the nomadic mood could not be better.

How do you want to die?

How does this question be answered by nomads?

He hadn't even thought of the word 'death'.

Of course, he also knows that people will eventually die. He also knows that he will not live too long. However, that must also be after Tang Chong is killed - he cannot die in front of Tang Chong.

With what he knew about Tang Chong, if he died and was buried, this kid would definitely go to his grave to send the red rose and blue enchantress to his grave, and then laugh for three days and celebrate - it was simply inhuman to the point of being miserable.

"Tang Hunt, you-" The nomad's forehead was bruised, and the face that was not good-looking became even more hideous and distorted.

"Seriously, let's discuss the problem." The bearded man looked at him seriously and said persuasively.

"I'll kill you."

The nomad wanted to jump out of the wheelchair, propped his hands on the top of the wheelchair, and as soon as he stood upright, the man threw himself forward.

Fortunately, there were two black-clothed bodyguards who were quick and supported his body in time. Otherwise, he will be smashed into a dog and eat.

"Nomadic." The snow-white fat face of the game Yan turned iron blue again. Instead of attacking the aggressive bearded, he turned around and scolded his grandson.

A person with a strong heart must have the ability to collapse in front of Mount Tai without changing his face. The nomadic performance disappointed him.

Compared to banishing an enemy, the personal development and mental maturity of the grandson are what he values most.

The nomad was pinned to a wheelchair by bodyguards to prevent him from jumping again.

"Damn." He slapped himself on the knee and cursed hatefully.

Handicapped!

Lame person!

He walks so strangely!

Can't stand up-

Why?

Why?

Since he was a child, such words and words have never been separated from him.

Why did he endure this?

The bearded man glanced at him and said, "Even if you stand up, you won't be able to beat me." ”

“――”

You Dulu couldn't bear it anymore.

It is said that people want faces, trees want bark, and dogs also need flower coats, and the Youjia is a famous family, and they have a head and a face.

Even if the old man Jiang Liren came, he didn't dare to go crazy and wild in the You family.

However, this Tang Lie dares to say anything and do anything.

The eldest is in politics, the second is in business, and only You Dulu's ability is mediocre and he stays in the old house to accompany the old man.

Mediocrity does not mean stupidity.

mediocrity does not mean that he will allow his family and father to be bullied.

Besides, his mediocrity is only for the other two older brothers.

He pushed away the black-clothed bodyguard who was blocking the front, looked at the bearded man coldly and said, "Tell me your true origin." ”

"Get justice." The bearded man said.

"You're not stupid, and since you brought that prostitute to my house, it proves that you want to be private—what? Dare to do it but dare not do it? ”

"Private?" The bearded man frowned. "I want justice, not money. My son's life is not something that money can buy. ”

"You Dulu, what do you want to do?" The game shouted. "You want to accept his blackmail? Are you still not from my family? Do you still have any backbone? No, I didn't. I will never say yes. Even if I die, I will not let my descendants of the You family be blackmailed by others. If you dare to agree to him, you will step over my two hundred pounds of meat. ”

The bearded man looked at the game, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

After a long time, he couldn't help but say: "Actually, I don't want to do this, but you have said several times that you are more than two hundred pounds - you have three hundred and five, right?" ”

“――”

Be quiet.

There was deathly silence in the audience.

The bodyguards stared at the bearded man with wide eyes, the nomad stared at the bearded man with wide eyes, and You Dulu stared at his father with wide eyes - suddenly realizing that he had made a strategic mistake, he quickly turned his attention to the bearded man.

The fat on the game's face is pumped and pumped, as if he is doing a face-slimming exercise.

"Yellow-haired child, dare to deceive people." Game Yan slapped the coffee table in front of him, and said hatefully: "Call the police." Drop-off. ”

The bearded man took the initiative to stand up and said, "You have attempted to kill my son." I don't make that mistake. ”

The bearded man looked at the nomad and said, "You want to kill Tang Chong, I want to kill you." If you kill Tang Chong, we have no evidence, and if I kill you, no one will find evidence. Do you think that's fair? ”

The nomad was silent.

He looked into the bright eyes of the bearded man, and he could see his own shadow, small, dark, paralyzed.

"Do you think it's fair?" The bearded man asked again.

"Fair." Nomad said.

He suddenly grinned. Very happy look, very wild voice.

"Very fair." Nomad said. "The winner is king, and the loser is Kou. Who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, there is nothing to complain about. Come on, I'm ready. ”

This time, it was the bearded man's turn to be silent.

"You're good." The bearded man said.

"You're not bad either." Nomad said.

The bearded man looked at the game and said, "It's a pity that such a good grandson died." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

Lei Zhen's boots slashed heavily into the ground, and the red bricks under his feet became a puddle of red foam.

The bearded students have the habit of destroying other people's furniture and houses?

The black-clad bodyguards looked at each other, and then they realized that what the guy had just said was true—perhaps, all of them, multiplied by two, were still no match for the man who seemed to be just the guy's big henchman.

These people -- who are they?

Although they didn't dare to say it, many of these black-clothed bodyguards had begun to worry about the You family. They seem to have gotten into trouble this time.

"That's it?" Lei Zhen walked a few steps quickly to keep up with the bearded man and asked in a low voice.

Although the instructor didn't say it explicitly, he knew very well that they came this time to fight for interests - if they just wanted to kill people and kill people to avenge Tang Chong, would they need to go to Jinxi to negotiate with others? Isn't it enough to get things done secretly?

Who wants to say hello to the family of the deceased before killing someone?

However, since he came to seek benefits, why did the instructor reject other people's selfishness?

"Take a step, listen to a step." The bearded man said.

Take one step at a time, listen to one step at a time, what does that mean? Lei Zhen didn't understand. He felt that his IQ was clearly insufficient.

I haven't seen him for many years, how can the instructor cultivate into such a Dao practice?

"Why are you stomping?" The bearded man asked.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he listened to all the small movements that Lei Zhen was doing behind his back.

"Seeing my eldest brother perform his skills, my hands are also itchy." Lei Zhen said embarrassedly.

"That should be done."

"There's nowhere to shoot. I had to stomp my feet. ”

The bearded man and Lei Zhen were in front, Li Se followed cautiously, and when the three of them were about to walk to the gate of the manor, a familiar voice sounded behind them: "Tang Hunt, wait." ”

"Did you hear that?" The bearded man said.

"I hear you." The thunder shook. He only now understood what the instructor meant by telling him to take one step at a time and listen to one step at a time. It turned out that he had calculated that others would catch up, so he asked him to listen to the sound while walking.

"Talking now, the atmosphere will be more harmonious." The bearded man said-

Stranded beach, the sun shines very warm but cold feeling, in the eye socket to look up to look at the horizon, found that the vision has blurred the vision of the miss of someone, the sea breeze blows farther and farther away Fate may be too shallow, the oath is also ended This two-person adventure, the ending is goodbye-

"Stop." Ye Qingyang made a pause gesture.

He walked up to the three members of the Butterfly Group who were auditioning and said, "Echo, your voice is too high. Pressure, to continue to press down. It can't be too eye-catching. ”

Lin Huiyin nodded and did not speak.

"Zhang He, your voice is very good, but your expression is not enough-"

"Not enough expressions?" Zhang He glanced around and said, "It's just an audition, not a MV." ”

"This is a sad song, you keep smiling, how can you appreciate the mood of the lyrics? How can you substitute yourself into the plot? Be sad and empathetic. Do you understand? ”

"Okay. I'll try. Zhang He nodded. In the face of this kind of business, Zhang He is still very shared.

Ye Qingyang looked at Tang Chong appreciatively and said, "Tang Chong's performance is very good. He's been trying to glue the two of you together. But both of you are too independent to notice his efforts—but this is the voice of three people, the business of three people, and it is not okay for one person to try harder. ”

"Thank you." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

Although there was some friction with Ye Qingyang when they met for the first time, they felt that they were still very good.

Moreover, this "One Mistake" is the first song he produced for the new album of the Butterfly Group, and the lyrics and arrangements are all others. The fact that they were able to make such progress in such a short period of time proves that he is really working hard.

"Take a break." Ye Qingyang said.

Lin Huiyin went to drink water, Zhang He ran to eat fruit, Ye Qingyang threw a bottle of water to Tang Chong, and asked with a smile: "Tang Chong, you haven't received professional vocal training, right?" ”

"Nope." Tang Zhong said.

"And how did you come up with your voice?" Ye Qingyang asked curiously.

"My dad taught me." Tang Zhong said. In order to practice lung capacity, the bearded man forced him to go to the back mountain to shout, is this considered a voice exercise?

"Your dad is also a musician?" Ye Qingyang looked at Tang Chong in surprise. I didn't see Tang Chong's father as a musician on Tang Chong's information. I watched the entertainment news some time ago, saying that his father worked in a prison.

"No, he's the prison warden." Tang Zhong said. "He loves music, though. He sings when he's fine, at work, when he walks, when he's bathing, and when he's sleeping. He also often sang and played erhu for the prisoners when they were working collectively—"

Ye Qingyang listened in awe and said, "Virtue and art." This is both virtue and art. ”

(ps: A lot of friends ran to my Weibo and shouted 'Aunt Xiao', and then asked me, where is Auntie?) Why don't you come out? Convex...... I feel so helpless when I think you're cute...... If you want to see Auntie, you need to have WeChat, and then add Lao Liu's WeChat public account: liuxiahui28. Tomorrow will release a portrait of another heroine. And guess who? ）