Chapter 29: The Pure Love of the Scumbag Tang Xin 18
I don't know how I sat just now, the eight people are exactly a man and a woman, and on my left is Qian Bo, and on my right hand is Wei Hanyu, although I took his car back all the way, sitting next to him at the moment, I was still a little nervous.
Through the dim light, Tang Xin slightly turned his head to look at Wei Hanyu, who was sitting next to him drinking, he wanted to take a look, but he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"Are you looking at me?"
Wei Hanyu leaned forward, holding a wine bottle in one hand and supporting his cheeks with the other, his shining eyes were half-squinted, and Tang Xin, who was caught upright, was so frightened that he couldn't help but lean back, and almost fell on Qian Bo's body.
Her heart was beating wildly, she lowered her head and didn't know how to answer, and at this time, a heavenly voice sounded: "Hanyu, you go on stage to sing a song, so you can help the fun." ”
Wei Hanyu got up at Shen Yixing's suggestion, leaving a seemingly casual chuckle, which made Tang Xin blush.
Walking on the stage, the curly-haired girl stood up, not knowing what Wei Hanyu said to her, and when he sat on the stool and adjusted the microphone stand, she brought him a guitar and handed it to him.
Wei Hanyu took the guitar, plucked the strings, tried the tone, and when he felt OK, he began to play and sing to himself.
The environment of the Qing Bar itself is very quiet, so the songs he sings are also a little sad, but Tang Xin never expected that he would choose to play and sing an ancient song on the guitar......
Whose clear flute is gradually sounding farther and farther away, and how many years have it been ringing
Whoever sang the broken silk strings of Jinse startled the west wind and cold building
Who has a moth eyebrow and a sleeve dance, who is comparable to the sword at the end of the world
Who has lingered several times in the past and present, and the flowering period has gradually broken off the passing year
It's better to forget about the world, tonight there is no wind, no moon, and the stars are hanging in the sky
Listen to the sound of the flute around the clouds, but see the flowers and hate the sky
See you again, only to know that the floating life has not stopped
If you wave your sleeves and don't do goodbye, there are thousands of people who linger
If the past and the present are parted for eternity, the snow on Cangshan will be endless
Looking at it at a hundred years tonight, he sighed and sighed that he made a vow
The thousand-year-old curse is lightly annihilated, and whose prayer is fulfilled
He didn't see him, and she guarded Shaohua far away
It's better to forget about the world, tonight there is no wind, no moon, and the stars are hanging in the sky
Listen to the sound of the flute around the clouds, but see the flowers and hate the sky
See you again and know that the floating life is not over......
The clear alto is a little hoarse, light and shallow, singing softly in her heart, unconsciously flooded with tears, after singing a song, I feel that my heart is going to break.
Wei Hanyu put down the guitar, walked down, and sat back in his seat.
"You played so well, you would have let Tang Xin be your apprentice if you knew it," Shen Yixing punched him in the shoulder.
"It's not too late to be my apprentice now," Wei Hanyu looked at Tang Xin when he said this.
Tang Xin didn't expect happiness to come one after another today, although he knew that it was impossible to learn guitar from him, he still nodded and said, "Okay, then starting tonight, you are also my master Luo." ”
Before Wei Hanyu could speak, Liu Neng also stood up and punched him: "Damn, Hanyu, you are really inconspicuous, sleeping with you for so long, I didn't know that you played the guitar so well, you must be punished for drinking!" ”
"Punishment for drinking, punishment for drinking!" Qian Bo and the others also coaxed, and just like that, Wei Hanyu put three bottles of beer in front of him.
Wei Hanyu happily picked up the wine bottle and drank it, seeing that Tang Xin was distressed, although the beer was not high, but the whole three bottles were drunk in the stomach.
"Is three bottles too much?" Tang Xin muttered out the worry in his heart.