Chapter 33: Singing and Dancing
Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "The old man doesn't need to be surprised, I just happened to think of it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"Lin Hou is really humble."
Gong Yi Zhong clapped his hands and said: "Since Lin Hou has figured out the different carvings that we think are great inventions, there is no need to put them on it to show off, come on, remove the different carvings, and the song and dance will rise!" β
The different carving was withdrawn, Lin Fan looked at this different carving and admired the Mo family and the public loser with the greatest admiration in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that these two families could actually build a tank together, although this is not like the kind of tank in later generations, but this is also the prototype of the tank...
As soon as the words fell, several dancers wearing veils turned out from behind the curtain, holding not musical instruments, but sharp short knives, and a rapid tambourine sound sounded behind the curtain, and the dancers, twisting their hips and began to dance, and the navel was adorned with flame-like ornamentation, which turned into a blooming lotus flower in the rapid swing.
The dancer's dance in front of her is warm and unrestrained, only the tambourine accompaniment does not make people feel monotonous, just a few simple syllables turned over and over again, beating out a brisk rhythm, the dancer's **** feet, flying on the wooden board, fat culottes flying, not giving people a little bloated feeling, like a fluttering butterfly.
This is the ancient clothes that Lin Fan has ever seen closest to modern clothing, the dancer ties a colored yarn at the back of her head, the color is different, the length is different, the upper body is only wearing a short dress, which can only protect the full chest, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin, the pants on the lower body, extremely fat, no problem to fit two or three dancers, but it is quickly tightened at the ankles, and under the background of the slender snow-white feet, there is actually a hint of naughtiness.
"Come, don't just patronize the dance and forget to eat the food, enjoy it while eating."
Mo Chuan's voice pulled Lin Fan's straight eyes back, he smiled brightly, picked up a duck leg and began to gnaw it, Gong Yizhong looked at Lin Fan's fascinated eyes, and said with a smile: "Although Lin Hou is a little immature, he is dressed as an adult, which is not comparable to his peers, and his heart is no different from that of an adult. β
Lin Fan waved his hand and smiled: "It's a joke, these are all made up by others, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning." β
"I have a question."
Lin Fan asked Gong Yizhong: "How did you send the strange carving to the gate of my military camp, and then we went out to look for it and couldn't find the slightest trace, why is this, is it possible that your ancient family will still work lightly?" β
Gong Yizhong laughed and said: "Light Gong will only appear in biographical texts, how can it happen in real life, Lin Hou thinks too much, in fact, we just used a trebuchet to send a different carving, but I didn't expect to smash your two guards unconscious, I'm really ashamed." β
"I see."
Lin Fan smiled lightly and said, "No wonder you can't find any footprints in a large area around you, and I thought you would really be able to step on the snow without a trace." β
"Lin Hou is really joking."
After pouring Lin Fan a glass of wine, Gong Yizhong asked, "I heard that Xiao Ren said that he was building the Lin Academy, may I ask Lin Hou, is the scale of the Lin Academy you created really as big as Xiao Ren said, involving a lot of knowledge?" β
Lin Fan nodded and said, "There are all kinds of disciplines, can you losers and Mo families be interested in teaching in the academy and carrying forward your talents?" β
Seeing that Gong Loser was silent, Lin Fan said again: "Are you worried that after the Gong Loser's skills are passed on to others, you are worried that one day the public loser will be better than the blue, and the Gong Loser will meet the opponent and be afraid?" β
"Definitely."
Gong Yi Zhong shook his head and said: "Our public loser has always been known for his intelligence, never met an opponent, what we have made is the object of imitation by others, has been imitated but has never been surpassed, this time the old man and the old ink designed the different carving, I thought you would be like others will be shocked, will be the old man's invention worship, I didn't expect us to overestimate ourselves too much, in the end I was still you see through the magic of the useγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
He looked at the ceiling and sighed: "Alas, it seems that there are many powerful people in the world, there are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, our public loser has been hiding in the desolate place of Longyou in order to stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city, except for a little fame in the local area, it is nothing in other places, and it has become a real frog at the bottom of the well all the year round, and there are so many capable people outside who have not found that they are still immersed in the wisdom passed down from their ancestors to entertain themselves, it is really ridiculous, it is really ridiculous!" β
After speaking, Gong Yizhong raised his wine glass and drank it all, as if only by getting drunk at this moment could he forget the fact that his family had become a frog at the bottom of the well.
Lin Fan looked at the public loser and said slowly: "Actually, you don't have to sigh, you losers have always been famous for their intelligence, it was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be the same in the future, but you live in a desolate place all the year round, and you have little understanding of today's Datang, and you have become a frog at the bottom of the well. What kind of accomplishment will it be when you are using what the losers invented, not only that you will also get a lot of income, but then you will be able to live the glory days of your ancestors, and the life you are living now is the life that you losers want to live? β
"Of course not."
Gong Yi Zhong waved his hand and said: "Our Gong Loser in the most glorious time is the life of brocade clothes and jade food, wearing the same clothes as the scholars, the fabrics are made of high-quality silk, the social status at that time is second only to the royal family... β
"The Lin Academy is so big, can the old man really go in?" Gong Yi Zhong said this sentence in a relaxed heart, it can be seen that he has made up his mind to enter the Lin Academy, originally he took refuge in Lin Fan did not think of imparting knowledge to become a teacher, under Lin Fan's persuasion, he felt that this way was more beneficial to carry forward the Gong Loser.
"That's totally fine."
Mo Chuan leaned over and interjected: "Can you count the old man?" β
Gong Yizhong said with a smile: "You live so happily, why do you need to go to the Lin Academy to teach, I'm afraid I can't support you." β
Mo Chuan shook his head and smiled: "This kind of happiness is vulgar happiness, only if you can continue to create new things, that is the real happiness, not to mention, there is still an engine left now, Lao Zhong, are you sure you can create it alone?" β
Gong Yi Zhong said: "Maybe it's really possible." β
"Whew!"
"Don't quarrel with each other."
Lin Fan said with a smile: "If you are also willing, the Lin Academy naturally welcomes you, with the Mo family and the public loser joining the Lin Academy, all the inventions in the world will definitely not have to worry, I think, as long as you join forces, the engine is only a matter of coming out sooner or later, you will definitely succeed." β
Mo Chuan said happily: "Haha, I really know how to speak, good, good, borrow your auspicious words, drink!" β
The drums stopped dancing, Lin Fan clapped his hands and gave the warmest applause for the artist's performanceγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»
When Lin Fan and the two families of the Gong Loser and the Mo Family were carnivaling, Shan Xiong had been running non-stop on the grassland for a whole day, the war horse under the crotch was panting and walking on the snow with difficulty, occasionally stumbling, after walking through a small mountain beam, the war horse knelt on the ground and refused to take a step forward, there were tears flowing out of the huge horse eyes, Shan Xiong got off the horse's back, picked up the leather bag, and continued to move forward, he knew that the war horse was useless.
He came out of the convoy with two horses, this was the last one, the cold wind on the prairie cut his cheeks one after another bloody wounds, his eyes had been blown blood-red by the cold wind, the black veil covering his head had long since disappeared, he knelt on the snow, grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his dark green lips, sucked the water in it with difficulty, he rubbed two more snow balls, and put them on his eyes, and his swollen eyeballs were finally more comfortable.
He remembered the method that Lin Fan had taught him, cut off a piece of skin from his fur, opened two slits, tied them to his eyes, and looked up at the bright sun in the sky, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth.
Due to the wind and snow weather, most of the codes left by Lin Fan have been covered, he set off not long after Lin Fan's front feet walked, at first he could find some clues, and then he couldn't find Lin Fan's trace at all, so he could only grope step by step in the vast snowfield, this day he almost walked all over this ten miles of land, without a trace of clues, if it wasn't for the wine around him, I don't know if he could persevere.
Lin Fan's life and death were uncertain, he needed to find Lin Fan as soon as possible to be at ease, he pinched Ma Shuo and stood up, put the leather bag on his back, drank a few sips of wine, and continued to move forward.
There is a wolf staring at Shan Xiong at the mouth of the mountain, Shan Xiong is also staring at it, the wolf does not avoid it, and Shan Xiong will not avoid it, so they quickly fight together, the wolf is not Shan Xiong's opponent, the throat that was picked by Ma Shuo is bubbling with blood, Shan Xiong lies on his stomach, and washes the still warm blood with his hands, wine can warm his body, but his hands are always exposed outside and he can't feel warm, he needs a little warmth, this damn grassland, there is no shortage of meat, the only thing missing is energy, the wolf's corpse quickly became cold, Shan Xiong had no way to carry the wolf away, It won't take long for the cold wind to freeze the wolf harder than a brick. (To be continued.) )