Chapter 79 I want to hear you play music

A teasing smile appeared at the corner of Wen Jiu's mouth.

"Are you compared to me?"

"That's right, I'm compared to you."

"What about losing? What if you win? ”

"I lost, I threw away five hundred taels of silver, I don't want anything, if I win, I want the best piano you have here."

Wen Jiu stood up and walked to the shelf next to him, put his hand on a guqin, and with his gentle plucking, a fresh and bright timbre burst out from the guqin, which was very pleasant.

"This guqin, called Tian Lai, once someone bid three thousand taels, I didn't sell it, today I will use it to bet with you, if you win, then the guqin to send a confidant, what's wrong? If you lose, I'm sorry that I won't accept the money politely, and you have to promise not to step into my guqin shop in the future. ”

"Wen Jiu, what are you? Our second little grandfather came to give you face, and you still have a face? ”

Wen Jiu looked at Zhang Yang teasingly.

"What? Don't dare? ”

Zhang Yang smiled.

"Okay, I promise you, but for the sake of fairness, we can't use any instruments, how about singing?"

Wen Jiu was going to refuse, but thinking of the ghost crying wolf howl last time, he nodded with a smile.

"Yes, why don't we go to the door to sing now, and make the final judgment based on the copper coins we receive, how about a stick of incense for each side?"

"Yes, let you come first."

Zhang Yang made a gesture of please.

Wen Jiu took a deep breath, he hadn't sung on the street for many years, but he didn't expect that in order to bet with Zhang Yang, he would have to go to the streets one day.

As Wen Jiu took out a brush and wrote a sign of a cappella comparison, many people soon gathered at the door of the guqin shop.

"Wow, Vincent, who are you going to compete with one-on-one?"

"I don't know, the last time I saw a vindiclator play was ten years ago."

"That's not it, now the violinists only play when they participate in the celebrations of the palace, and ordinary people can't afford to invite them."

Seeing that a lot of people had gathered, Wen Jiu coughed lightly and began to tell everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today I want to be here for a long time with the second little grandfather of the British Mansion for a rhythm competition, we each take a stick of incense as the time limit, for everyone to sing lyrics and songs, everyone thinks I sing well, just reward a penny, if you think he sings well, you can also vote a penny, and finally we will judge the winner by the amount of copper coins, then now I will sing a song for everyone to Nian Nujiao."

As soon as Wen Jiu's voice fell, everyone made a noise.

"Master Wenqin, they all say that you are superb at the piano, why do you want to sing a cappella?"

"Yes, you can play the piano."

"We want to hear you play."

Wen Jiu raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Don't worry, everyone, when the victory and defeat have been decided, I will naturally play a song to express my gratitude, and now please listen to our cappella, okay?"

Everyone still listened to Wen Jiu's words, and soon everyone quieted down.

"So we can start now?"

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Wen Jiu put the incense well.

"yes, that's fine."

Zhang Yang nodded.

Seeing that Wen Jiu began to recite softly, and the surrounding people invested money one after another, and soon invested more than 100 texts, Zhang Yang's heart began to beat the drum non-stop.

Wangcai was also a little nervous.

"Second little grandfather, this guy is very famous, I feel like we've suffered a loss."

"It's sloppy, this guy reads the texts with a lot of feelings."

Wangcai didn't know what the text was, he was only worried about Zhang Yang's five hundred taels of silver at this time, and now Zhang Yang almost didn't have much expense, most of it was spent in Xiaoyangzhuang, just because of this, he Wangcai followed Zhang Yang not to say that he ate bran vegetables, but the food was not as good as before, and he also learned to help Zhang Yang save money.

If the five hundred taels are lost, let alone Zhang Yang, Wangcai is estimated to have a long time of pain, after all, if the British Duke comes back to Zhang Yang and has not yet made a fortune, he, the domestic servant who helped Zhang Yang steal the land deed, will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

"Second little grandfather, what should we do?"

Zhang Yang was definitely unwilling to lose, so after thinking about it, he leaned into Wangcai's ear and said a few words.

Wangcai's eyes suddenly lit up and left quickly.

After the time of a stick of incense, Wen Jiu had already recited several paragraphs, and Wen Jiu was still immersed in his own artistic conception and couldn't extricate himself.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The crowd couldn't help but applaud.

"Thank you for your support, and we'll see how much money I received now."

Wen Jiu counted them one by one in front of everyone, and in the end there were more than a thousand.

"Second little master, I have received a total of thirty-seven copper plates, it's your turn."

"Okay, let's get some incense."

Wen Jiu saw that Zhang Yang was not timid, and he was a little curious, but this was not what he should care about, so he helped Zhang Yang light the incense.

"What about me? I won't introduce myself, I think many people have heard my name, and now, I will sing a song to you to serve the country with loyalty. ”

"The wolf smoke rises, the north looks at the dragon, the horse grows, the sword breathes like frost, ......"

With Zhang Yang's impassioned singing, everyone was fascinated by this novel tune, which was completely different from the music they had heard before, and it was also different from the play, but with Zhang Yang's loud singing, their hearts also fantasized about the scene of their galloping on the battlefield, and at this moment there were a few young people who had the idea of becoming soldiers.

"The dignified Ming wants to let the Quartet ...... Congratulations ......"

After singing a song, Zhang Yang looked around.

"Remember? Remember to sing along with me, the wolf smoke ......"

Once, twice, three times......

When he sang for the third time, even Wen Jiu next to him couldn't help humming, and as a pianist, he was more sensitive to the rhythm, and after listening to it once, he was already able to sing with Zhang Yang.

A stick of incense is about to burn out, and Wangcai has not come back at this time, look at everyone who only cares about following themselves, and even forgot to invest money, Zhang Yang was a little anxious, and the song stopped abruptly.

"Everyone, don't sing along, but give money."

Only then did the crowd come to their senses.

"I'm embarrassed to forget it, I just cared about singing along, it's so fun."

"Yes, the second little grandfather sang this song, and my whole body is hot."

But in ancient times, it was normal to go out with one or two money, and it was more normal not to bring one, Wen Jiu started singing first, so many people gave Wen Jiu money, and now it's Zhang Yang's turn, although everyone is very recognized, but the money that is invested is not as much as Wen Jiu's.

Just when Zhang Yang secretly scolded Wangcai for being unfavorable and his luck was too bad, Wen Jiu directly put his hand next to the pile of money and pushed it all to Zhang Yang's side.

"I lost."

"Damn, did you give it to me?"

Zhang Yang never thought that Wen Jiu would be a true gentleman, he could win, but he chose to lose?