In this era, Lu Heng really hasn't heard a song well.

Although, I have also heard the little song at this time. However, I am used to listening to many types of music in later generations, and if I suddenly lose it, I always feel a little nostalgic.

Today, I happen to have this opportunity, so I think I should be nostalgic for the past.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the two beauties beside him, Lu Heng thought about it in his heart, then nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

"Really?" Wang Tingzhi said in surprise.

Originally, she thought that Lu Heng would refuse, but she didn't expect that she would agree so refreshingly.

Lu Heng nodded with a smile and said, "There really is a song that is sung in a woman's voice, but it should be very good!" ”

While speaking, Manager Fang asked Li Er to find a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and personally sent it over.

Lu Heng took the brush, recalled the lyrics and melody of the song he had heard in his previous life, and then wrote the tune with the five-tone score of this era.

After returning the brush to Manager Fang, Lu Heng picked up the paper with both hands and dried the ink. Then he smiled and said, "Oh, this is it!" ”

Wang Tingzhi, who had been watching Lu Heng finish writing the words, after glancing at Liu Qingqing, hesitated for a moment, but still stood up. She bit her lip and took the paper with a nervous expression.

After glancing at the words on it, a faint pink color appeared at the base of the ear.

She looked at every word carefully, and hummed softly along with the music score on it. After that, after she raised her head and glanced at Lu Heng, she lowered her head to look at the small block on the paper, and said softly: "The words and sentences are straightforward and easy to understand, but some of the words and sentences in them are extremely subtle!" Childe, it's really good to learn! ”

"Also, the tune is beautiful!!" Wang Tingzhi smiled and handed the paper to Manager Fang.

"It's just that the concubine didn't expect that the thoughts of the son and this daughter's family would be so transparent! Hehe! Wang Tingzhi looked at Lu Heng with a smile, and then seemed to glance at Liu Qingqing beside Lu Heng very casually.

Just when Lu Heng had just written, Liu Qingqing kept watching.

At this time, when she saw Miss Wang using this poem to tease herself, she felt a trace of anger in her heart.

However, seeing the provocation on the other side's face. Liu Qingqing naturally has plans in her heart. With a faint smile on her face, she glanced at Wang Tingzhi and said lightly: "Miss Wang, is she talking about herself?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became a little different. This posture seems to be a clear meaning.

Although the two women were still looking at each other with smiles on their faces, no matter how they looked, they looked like they were fighting bulls.

This, where is this singing!

Lu Heng looked at the two of them in amazement, he really couldn't understand why they pinched up when they met for the first time. The two said that there was no grievance in the near and no hatred in the distance. What's this?

After thinking about it, I really can't understand why these two people are fighting. Lu Heng could only shake his head and sigh with a headache in the end.

While Wang Tingzhi was about to refute, Lu Heng immediately made a decision and pinched off the inexplicable fight between the two.

"Ahem, listen to the song, listen to the song. Mr. Fang, please send the lyrics! Lu Heng glanced at the other manager, and Manager Fang smiled knowingly, and secretly stretched out a thumbs up to Lu Heng. Then with a smile on your face, turn away.

"Humph!"

The two women stared at each other unkindly, and saw Lu Heng intervening. At the same time, he turned his head to the side and snorted.

Call......

"Cough, sister-in-law Qingqing, look!" Lu Heng decided to dissolve this embarrassing atmosphere, so he coughed, and prepared to open a breakthrough to Liu Qingqing first.

"Humph!"

Liu Qingqing snorted and turned her head to the side, not looking at Lu Heng's bitter expression.

Belch......

Lu Heng smiled, then turned his head to Wang Tingzhi and said, "This, eldest lady, you ......"

"Humph!"

Similarly, Wang Tingzhi also snorted and turned around.

I......!

Lu Heng, who was not a person on either side, looked at the two women in amazement, and was very puzzled. Look left, look again, the two seem to have a deep hatred, but they don't know what this is for?

In the end, Lu Heng really had no choice. Shaking his head, he sighed: "Hey, the sage is right, only women and villains are difficult to raise!" ”

With a thud, the two women laughed at the same time.

Then he saw them and turned his head at the same time...... Then, after glancing at each other, they snorted again and turned around again.

Lu Heng, who failed to mediate, smiled wryly.

Seeing Li Er, who was standing aside, he was secretly laughing at himself. Lu Heng had a hint of spoof fun in his heart, and after glaring at him fiercely, he followed the example of the two girls and threw his head aside.

"Humph!"

Li Er: "......! ”

Just as this inexplicable embarrassing atmosphere spread, a familiar musical instrument voice suddenly came from the stage.

The sound of the soft gourd silk, with the style of southern Xinjiang, fluttered in this moonlit night with the night breeze. Almost at the same moment, the noisy venue suddenly fell silent.

The people under the stage held their breath and quietly listened to the beautiful tunes coming from the stage.

That's right, that's the smell!

Lu Heng nodded with satisfaction, slowly leaned against the trunk behind him, closed his eyes, and listened to this familiar song quietly.

"A bouquet of flowers is held in your hand, and there is a lot of affection between the flowers.

I only complain that the flowers are speechless, and it is difficult to tell from the bottom of my heart,

The flowers bloom and no one asks, and the garden is full of fragrance and loneliness.

When the flowers splash tears, who relieves the bitterness and astringency, how to say but meet the pity of the flower people, and the companion often blooms.

A dance comes with a song, and there are many songs and dances.

The colorful skirt swings the spring water, the eyebrows send the autumn waves, the true love is full of songs, and the love is dancing and dancing.

Hate farewell birds frightened, inseparable and difficult to give up, I just hope that from now on you will be here, a hundred years together. ”

This is a song that Lu Heng liked very much in his previous life.

I remember that this song is an episode in a very famous TV series, and Hulusi's voice has a strong Dai style. It's fascinating.

"What song is this?"

"I haven't heard of it! But it's so nice! ”

"It's so bold that it's a silver woman's mind. Insult Sven, insult Sven! ”

"The wind of the world says, people's hearts are not ancient!"

"Cut, if you have the ability, you can also write a song, don't stand and talk without backache! The most annoying thing is that you seemingly serious sour and rotten students, except for belittling others, you don't have the ability to fart! ”

"Bi Qiniang, do you have the courage to say it again?"

"I don't have any fart skills, I don't have any fart skills...... I don't have any fart skills, I don't have any fart skills......"

"I, I, this son does not hesitate to talk to people like you, Brother Wang, you are right!"

"Get out!"

In the beautiful song, the audience below also reacted differently. In the whispering voice, a different attitude gradually appeared.

Some people like it, some people despise it, and some people just hold the mentality of watching the excitement and stir up trouble on the sidelines.

However, it seems that there are still the majority of people who like it.

After a cacophony of noises, the scene returned to calm. After all, although the style of music is a little weird, it is difficult to hide its beautiful sound.

Moreover, when the curtain on the stage opened, all the sound disappeared completely at this moment.

On the stage, it was still the woman in a white dress, veiled, sitting in the center of the stage. She sat in front of the guqin in a dignified manner, playing the piano while singing with a smile on her face.

Next to her, a handsome little maid was puffing out her cheeks and blowing gourd silk.

"Yes, girl without makeup!"

"It's really a girl without makeup!"

After seeing the woman, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

These few noises were quickly suppressed by the angry gazes of the surrounding crowd. Everyone raised their heads and quietly looked at the white-clothed woman in the center of the stage.

The evening breeze blew the corners of her skirt, and the white placket fluttered in the wind. On this bright high platform, the woman who played the harp was like a fairy from the earth.

Looking at the corners of her skirt flying in the wind, the people in the audience couldn't help but worry about whether she would fly away like this the next moment.

"That's a lot to hear!" Wang Tingzhi also let go of the inexplicable knot with Liu Qingqing at this time, at this time, she quietly looked at the woman singing in a low voice on the stage, listened to the soft singing like the evening breeze, and said with a smile.

Liu Qingqing nodded slightly, she turned her head and looked at her uncle who was leaning against the tree, listening to the song with his eyes closed, and a gentle smile appeared on her pretty face.

After the song was sung, the woman stood up, gently saluted the audience, and then left.

But the lingering sound still echoes in the night sky. It is cleverly integrated with the gentle sound of the waves of the Qinhuai River.

When the evening breeze on the river blows away the last trace of the tune, people are still intoxicated by this beautiful song.

There was silence in the field.

After a long time, someone smashed his mouth and exclaimed: "It's really good, I just don't know what the name of this song is!" ”

No one answered his question, though. Everyone is still reminiscing about the singing, and their faces are full of intoxication.

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"Miss, is this song really written by the scholar who drew before?" In a canopy boat by the Qinhuai River, the maid was holding a guqin in her arms and wearing a gourd silk around her neck, following closely behind the woman in white, her little face was red, and she asked excitedly.

"Well, it's him!" The woman in white replied with a smile.

For some reason, she always thought of that rainy day, when the scholar nestled in the bushes and waved to her.

Is...... What silly!

Other students and scholars are not like him, usually, other students are dressed brightly, for fear of being stained with a trace of dust.

And he is so unsophisticated. On a rainy day, he nestled under a tree, holding an umbrella on his head, looking at himself happily.

"Miss!" I wandered, but I didn't hear the call of the maid. At this time, when I came back to my senses, I saw the maid's little face bulging, and she was looking at herself aggrievedly.

"Huh? What's the matter? The woman in white asked with a smile.

"The old witch is here again!" The maid nervously pointed to the crowd on the shore, an old woman with a cane, and said to the woman in white with some fear.

The woman in white followed the maid's gaze, and saw the wizard grandmother, who was really standing in the crowd looking at herself.

"You go back first, I'm one step ahead of you!" After the woman in white smiled and said to the maid, she turned around and walked towards the river. At this time, her beautiful face was already cold and frosty.

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