Chapter Twenty-Three: The Song of the Mid-Levels
"The phoenix returns to its hometown and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix.
The phoenix is from me, and I don't feel that I think about the sadness. ”
Qin Gongzi's song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is high-definition and clear, tactful and wonderful. The shoot was short and smooth.
After a tea break, Qin Gongzi still has a thief's heart and is not dead, so he is looking for someone to invite Han Meng to drink tea.
Hu Caiwei was even more angry, and her mobile phone was smashed to the ground, and she was unwilling.
Ning Changge refused to let Han Meng go to the appointment, so he took Han Meng with a dead face, and came to the Banshan Pavilion together to taste the tea of the Qin Gongzi.
Although Qin Gongzi was dissatisfied with Ning Changge's appearance of being too thick-skinned, he did not lose his grace and poured tea for the two.
"Han Meng, you are very much like a good friend of mine, if you are offended, you can hope for Haihan."
"It doesn't matter." Han Meng replied.
"Your appearance of being the only one in heaven and on earth is the same as her. How about a taste of this tea today? Qin Gongzi smiled and groaned.
Han Meng slightly turned the azure light porcelain cup in his hand, sniffed it a few times, took a sip, and said, "The pine smoke is fragrant, the waterway is delicate, and it is not bad." ”
"It's your mouth." Qin Gongzi ordered tea and added fragrance.
Ning Changge was even more surprised on the side, this Han Meng's body was hidden, just like a treasure girl.
"I wonder if Miss Han Meng is proficient in piano skills?"
"I'm not sure, I can give it a try." Han Meng vaguely felt that he should have learned the piano, although he couldn't remember it, but maybe he could think of something with the help of the piano music.
"Yumingqin is here, please give it a try." Jean Gongzi gave up his position.
Han Meng patted Ning Changge's arm and said coquettishly: "I'll try, if the rhythm doesn't work, don't laugh at me." ”
Ning Changge used to play in a band, and he was the best at singing and creating an atmosphere on the spot. His beloved little girlfriend must support the field.
"Do you have any familiar old tunes? You play the piano and I will sing with you. The class got the axe, and the young man smiled at it. Ning Changge gave a fist salute.
Qin Gongzi looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, intimate and harmonious like a young couple, and was very satisfied.
"Can't remember anything, do you have any hints?" Han Mengzheng plucked the strings a few times and pondered.
"Have you ever heard of "All Over the World"?"
"Well, that's a bit impressive."
Melodious and tactful, with a majestic momentum, as soon as Han Mengfu made a move, it seemed to be possessed by Boya, and the sound of the piano was around. From this half-mountain pavilion, the valley echoes. Lined with the sound of some birdsong springs and streams, it is as if you are in the world overturned, and the Si people are far away.
Ning Changge matched the mood, sometimes high-pitched, but lingering, looking at the person who had captivated the country and the city affectionately, full of reluctance and helplessness, turning into a sentence of white words, "In the dream, upstairs and under the moon, standing with your eyebrows still the same, brushing off the snowflakes on your clothes, looking side by side, the world is vast......
After singing a song, even if he is a piano boy, he is also stupid. He may really recognize the wrong person, and the pair of beautiful people in front of him deserve happiness.
"Ning Gongzi sings well, and Miss Han plays well. What a couple! "The piano boy practiced and praised.
"Qin Gongzi praised it falsely." Ning Changge was very proud in his heart, his little girlfriend was really wonderful. With her by her side, there is love and song in the days, what more can a husband ask for!
When Han Meng played the piano, what always appeared in his mind was the scene in the dream, and he didn't concentrate, but he didn't feel like he was fiddling with his hands, and he was in a trance, and he always wanted to clear the fog as soon as possible and find out the truth. Others look at it, but they think that the color of this alluring city is drunk with the sound of the piano.
"I was fortunate enough to meet the two of you today, but the trip was rushed. There will be a chance to invite you again in the future. ”
Qin Gongzi came and went in a hurry, and he didn't pay attention to Hu Caiwei at all.
Han Meng and Ning Changge, the little couple, sang in the middle of the mountain, stuffing a lot of dog food for the crowd.