Mo Shaozhi glanced at it from afar, retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and also picked up the teacup in front of him, scraped the tea leaves, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Well, I guess it should be the type that senior brother likes......"

Gao Lan was instantly surprised, put down the teacup, and sighed: "Such a lamentable face, it can't get into Brother Mo's eyes, oops, how good is this......" Gao Lan seemed to be worried about the old mother's anxiety for her son.

That appearance instantly amused Mo Shaozhi, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth and snickered.

Gao Lan said with some bitterness: "Young Master Mo, it's time to lower your requirements in time." Otherwise, do you really plan to live alone like this for the rest of your life? ”

Mo Shaozhi smiled lightly: "Lower the requirements? Like what...... Like men? ”

For a while, Gao Lan, who was pouring the tea into his mouth, almost choked, and a sip of tea squirted out again and again.

cough cough cough ...... A violent cough.

"Senior brother, drink slowly." Mo Shaozhi whispered.

After Gao Lan wiped it off awkwardly, he was busy complaining in his heart: Alas, come on, I shouldn't talk too much......

Mo Shaozhi turned his head and smiled.

While speaking, there was already a person on the stage, playing a song.

The sound is soothing, long, and very relaxing, but sad...... I was stunned but didn't hear it.

Soon, another person came, blowing Changxiao. As soon as the sound of the flute came out, it really ushered in a sense of loneliness.

The little civet cat said lonely: "This song is so sad, I can't help but think of the little cat I died......"

Gao Lan saw her cute appearance and gently rubbed her little head.

After the little civet cat said this, Gao Lan suddenly realized that whether the song is sad or not is not the key, the key is that the artistic conception created by the song can arouse the empathy of the listener, which is the key.

She couldn't help but think of the piece that brought her to tears in music class, the song that was hailed as the saddest English song in the world - Bressennon.

"There it is!" She quickly got up and left.

Bai Qingqing and they were all strange, and after a while, they saw Gao Lan walking towards the stage.

She sat down by the piano, and after a while, a melody was unusually low, and a sad tune slowly flowed out......

This unusual style of music made the listeners in the audience look at it slightly, and when it reached the climax, it quickly caused a burst of sighs.

Mo Shaozhi listened in a daze, he thought about the bits and pieces of the scene when he met Gao Lan, and thought of the wound on his face when he broke into Lanshanfang in order to find suitable clothes for himself...... With this sad song, unconsciously, a tear actually fell.

He was surprised and quickly turned around to wipe it away.

After the song was played, the audience burst into cheering applause.

Gao Lan glanced up at Na Dulan Mountain, but she just changed the direction of lying on her side, and there was no other reaction on her face.

Gao Lan was a little disappointed, and came back stupidly: "This Duran Mountain is really wonderful." I didn't react to such a sad song, and I almost cried when I played it myself......"

Mo Shaozhi breathed a long sigh of relief, retracted his face, and said softly: "Senior brother, this song is very sad, I can't help but feel sad when I listen to it." ”

"That's right, but why didn't she move." Gao Lan was indignant.

"Maybe the song only entered her ears, not her heart." Bai Qingqing sighed.

Gao Lan was still unwilling: "No, no, I don't believe it, and I really can't make her Du Lanshan cry......"

Seeing this, Mo Shaozhi was just about to convince him: "Forget it-"

Before he could finish speaking, Gao Lan seemed to suddenly think of something again, and he rushed out at once...... No one was in sight.

"This little Lanlan is determined to help Brother Mo take that neon dress." Bai Qingqing shook his head with a wry smile.

Mo Shaozhi's heart suddenly warmed and smiled.

Gao Lan ran out into the street, looking around for the emaciated figure. Finally saw him in a corner.

Gao Lan ran out of breath, crossed his waist and leaned over and said, "Childe...... Please...... Help me...... A favor. ”

The blind boy raised his head and smiled slightly: "Master Gao, please speak." ”

"Help me play a song that you feel the saddest thing about." Gao Lan finally calmed down.

The blind boy was puzzled, but when he heard Gao Lan's tone, he seemed to be in a hurry, so he didn't ask much, and got up straight.

Gao Lan understood, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, son, you have to bother to go somewhere with me." ”

"Gao Gongzi leads the way." After speaking, Gao Lan walked slowly with him in his arms.

There were a few more on the stage, and the song directly made Na Dulan Mountain close his eyes slightly.

After a while, he said lazily: "Tong Yang, is there anything else?" I'll go back to sleep when I'm gone. ”

Tong Yang understood and shouted: "Is there still anyone on stage in the back, if not, this is the end of today." ”

After a moment of silence, Gao Lan finally ran over with a person: "There are still more." ”

I saw Gao Lan holding a man, who was carrying a worn-out erhu in his hand and a mask on his face, and Gao Lan sent him to the stage.

The little tanuki pointed to the people on the stage: "Isn't that the blind boy?" ”

Bai Qingqing smiled: "Xiao Lanlan actually brought him." ”

I saw the son on the stage sit down, put the erhu on his lap, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly pulled it up......

As soon as the tune came out, Du Lanshan's slightly closed eyes quickly opened, her eyes lit up and looked at the people on the stage, and gradually supported her body lying on her side.

Mo Shaozhi looked at her movements and whispered: "There is a ...... drama"

The blind boy continued to play the tune intoxicated, and the tune became more and more mournful and compassionate.

Du Lanshan got up, lifted the bead curtain, and walked to the railing, her face had begun to twitch slightly, and the people in the audience noticed her movements and couldn't help but start talking.

I only heard that Dulan Mountain suddenly lost his voice and shouted: "Who are you!" The cry was full of resentment.

The erhu in the hands of the blind boy stopped abruptly......

He suddenly ...... Slowly get up and look in the direction of the sound.

I saw that Du Lan Mountain, raised his hand, and an embroidery needle flew straight to the blind boy with silk threads, and when she pulled the thread again, the mask on his face instantly slipped to the ground......

Seeing that face, Dulan Mountain burst into tears in an instant, and he was a little unsteady on his feet: "You are not him, not ......"

Tong Yang hurriedly held her up.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Gao Lan on the side was a little surprised, she went to the stage to help the son.

The blind boy choked up in his voice and asked with a slight anger, "Why don't you tell me that I pulled it to her......"

"I ......" Gao Lan was a little overwhelmed.

Mo Shaozhi walked quickly: "This is not the place to talk, let's leave first." ”

Du Lanshan was heartbroken and yelled at Tong Yang: "Don't let him go, don't." ”

As soon as a few people came out, they surrounded them.

Tong Yang appeared: "This is our Lanshanfang and his private matter, and I hope that people who are not related to him please avoid." ”