Chapter 17: Mortal Song

Wang Yinli was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't cry or laugh, Brother Zhu is really very human, and he speaks so differently.

"Hum" a violent piano sound jumped, as if in conjunction with this earth-shattering style, a soft voice came from the painting boat: "Childe is so good!" ”

"Miss Yun praised it falsely, she only knows some fur kung fu," Wang Yinli hugged his fists, but at this moment his face was slightly pale, presumably he rarely used this trick, and it took too much real energy.

Wang Xiaonian walked out of the attic, without half an expression, it seemed that he was very clear about the strength shown by Wang Yinli, and wrinkled his little nose: "Several of my cousins have such strength, if you dare to be presumptuous in front of me again, I will let them slap you to death." ”

The little fart pouted his mouth, under the pink skin, there was a faint halo, it was really handsome, Zhu Zi was funny, and laughed: "Bullying is also called ability?" If you have the ability, you will slap me to death, and I will never fight back. ”

Knowing that I don't know martial arts, and still talking cool things here, Wang Xiaonian gritted his teeth for a while, stopped talking, and secretly thought, let's go, and when my cousin is not there, see how I teach you.

Xianyun Lake was silent, only to hear Yun Wanqing say again: "Master Zhu, although your friend has come out for you, don't you say that it is in the past?" ”

Yun Wanqing's meaning is very clear, Wang Yinli will do it for you, that is to counter violence with violence, you have the ability to convince people with virtue, and it is not a gentleman's doing!

Wang Yinli was slightly embarrassed when he heard this, he was also impulsive just now, so he made a move, he didn't think too much, these people are just some unarmed literati, and it is really a little wrong to do it with them, and he has lost the identity of a person who practices martial arts.

Yun Wanqing bit it, Zhu Ziming knew that there was no way to avoid it, but he really didn't know how to sing any small songs, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then it will be ugly in the next place, but I really can't sing songs, so why don't I sing a song to everyone." ”

Song? The crowd was stunned, and they didn't know what he was going to sing.

Under the questioning gaze of everyone, Zhu Ziming took a deep breath and sang:

You and I are mortal, born in the world

In the end, it is said that the rush is hard, and there is no leisure for a moment

Since he is not an immortal, he will inevitably have distracting thoughts

Morality is placed on both sides, and sharp words are placed in the middle

How many mans, angry and red-faced

How many birds in the same forest have been divided into swallows

Life is so short, why bother with love

When the lover is gone, who to cry out for?

Ask when you have seen the world change for people

With the face of your dreams, is it considered to have spring?

The fresh tune, the heroic voice, this tune that everyone has never heard, seems to sing the vicissitudes of the world, as if singing the hero-like pride, which makes people's hearts stir and feel the helplessness of life.

Wonderful, really wonderful! Everyone's hearts were surging like the sea, and they were full of excitement.

At this moment, the silence of Xianyun Lake is terrifying, as if a needle has fallen, and its sound can be heard.

You and I are mortals, living in the world, and we will always be miserable, and we will not be idle for a moment. Since he is not an immortal, it is inevitable that there will be distracting thoughts, morality is put on both sides, and the word is placed in the middle. How many mans, angry for the red face, how many with the forest birds, become a flying goose ......" a few ridicule, a few helpless, jumped on the paper. And the last few sentences: "When have you ever seen that the world has changed for people and has the face of dreams, is it considered to have spring?" But it can't help but make people think deeply, which can be described as the finishing touch: complaining about the past, we still have to live, we must face every day, and we must also live actively.

Between the emotions of the crowd, some people were already secretly crying, as if they had thought of something from the past

I have to admit that Zhu Ziming conquered everyone with a song of Li Zongsheng's "Mortal Song". "The tune of this piece is novel, the lyrics are not only atmospheric, but also not out of spirit, and the singing is also very beautiful," Yun Wanqing in the attic muttered in a low voice, still reminiscing about the shocking song.

Although I knew that Brother Zhu had some talents, I never thought that he would sing this kind of different tune, and the hearts of those who sang it were boiling, but they were full of emotion, what a strange song, what a strange song.

At this moment, Wang Xiaonian, who was targeting Zhu Ziming everywhere, looked at him with a hint of strange brilliance in his eyes

"Sang all the vicissitudes of the world, sang all the love and hate of the world, good songs, good songs!" The old gentleman of a painting boat, stroking his gray beard, sighed: "Zhu Gongzi is so knowledgeable, he has made such wonderful lyrics and songs, the old man admires it." ”

Even this old gentleman was full of praise, and others were even more amazed, at this time, no one dared to despise Zhu Ziming, who was a son-in-law.

"Zhu Gongzi, can you tell the little girl the name of this song?" Yun Wanqing said with beautiful eyes.

Zhu Ziming said without hesitation: ""Mortal Song". ”

"Mortal Song" Yun Wanqing muttered and said softly: "Good name." ”

The first sentence of this lyrics and song is the appropriate use of the name of the song of mortals born in the world, Yun Wanqing said softly: "Zhu Gongzi is talented, the little woman admires, please go on the boat and talk about it." ”

Zhu Ziming's song just now had already convinced Yun Wanqing, and she sighed to herself, the promise she released in front of everyone just now was naturally fulfilled.

"Huh" Everyone let out a slight exclamation, but there was no disbelief, Zhu Dacai was fully qualified to go to the attic of the talented woman in the clouds, but he was inevitably jealous and envious in his heart, the first beauty in Lingyun City.

Under the complicated gaze of everyone, Zhu Ziming said: "Miss Yun's good intentions are in her heart, so there is no need for this." ”

He actually refused to let me Yun Cai Nu breathe, there was a faint resentment in her beautiful eyes, am I not worthy of seeing him? Or did he not want to see me at all.

Zhu Ziming's words undoubtedly made Yuncai Nu unable to step down, but people took the initiative to send an invitation, you refused like this, how can you see people in the future?

Is this Shen Mansion's son-in-law in the brain? Everyone shook their heads and sighed, how many princes and grandsons want to see Yuncainu, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, this kid doesn't want to see it

Suddenly, I thought that this Zhu Ziming was the son-in-law of the Shen Mansion, and his status was very low, could it be that he was inferior and didn't dare to see Miss Yun, but he was full of pride when he sang the song just now, and he was very confident, I really don't know what he thought in his heart, everyone thought to themselves, or did he want to have a desire to indulge?

It's not that Zhu Ziming doesn't want to see her, but he wants to get rid of the tigress in the family first, and then he can only keep a low profile now, how can he provoke this famous Yuncai girl at the critical moment of making trouble with this cold girl?

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