Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Good Song

Huang Feihong condensed his mind, every move and style was full of power, and suddenly he heard the coulee singing on the side, and the words were correct and round.

A generation of martial arts masters, leading hundreds of people to practice, was distracted for a while, and Huang Feihong couldn't help humming a minor tune along with the melody in Gu Li's mouth.

"Arrogant in the face of thousands of waves, blood is like the red sun, and courage is like iron......"

"Asu can actually sing, and the lyrics and tunes are very suitable for the practice scene, so I will have to ask him for advice later." Huang Feihong couldn't help but look at Gu Li with admiration, and sighed in his heart that Gu Li, who returned from abroad, still had this ability.

Not only did Huang Feihong hear Gu Li singing, but the officers and soldiers standing in front also heard the singing, and everyone pouted their eyes and peeked at the outstanding-looking Gu Li.

The big man who had just talked to Gu Li happened to be standing in front of the drill team. Hearing Gu Li's singing, I couldn't help but be secretly surprised in my heart.

"I stammered when I spoke, but I didn't expect it to hum a song, but it was so beautiful and powerful."

Gu Li, who sang loudly, felt the strange gaze of the militia brothers after a song, and quickly closed his mouth.

"People in this era shouldn't be able to understand pop songs!" Gu Li was embarrassed in his heart, and looked down at the beach to hide his embarrassment.

The brothers of the militia and the Black Flag Army practiced for about an hour, and the scene changed later. The white-robed militia ranks were disheveled, while the blue-blue Black Flag Army was neat and well-organized, still standing tall. The gap between the militia brothers and the Black Flag Army is clear at a glance.

The sandy ground is already soft, and running on it is much more laborious to carry the weight of the wood than on flat ground. The brothers of the militia have been able to hold out until now, and the effect is already good.

Gu Li estimated the intensity of training for an hour, and he should be able to cope with it easily.

At the end of the morning exercise, on the way back to the city, Huang Feihong hummed the tune of "Men should be self-reliant", which made Gu Li's eyes light up. Although he didn't remember the lyrics, the tune was very correct.

The song "Men should be self-reliant" is indeed relatively simple, and it can be catchy after listening to it a few times. But just now on the beach, Coulee only sang it once. Wong Fei Hung can hum the right tune, which shows that he has a high level of musical attainment.

"Master, you have a good memory." Gu Li admired it very much and looked at Huang Feihong with a smile.

"Asu, this is the song you learned at Citi Country, right? I don't know which master created it, but the powerful lyrics and songs are especially suitable for the militia brothers. Huang Feihong had a smile on his face, and his mouth kept humming a small tune.

Citigroup doesn't have the song "Men should be self-reliant", but Gu Li can only follow Huang Feihong's words and say: "It's indeed a song I learned in Citigroup, but I don't know the name of that master." ”

"It's okay, go back and write the lyrics of this song to me, and call a few horn suona masters in the future, and you will teach the people to sing this song."

"Huh?" Coulee's face was wrinkled and wrinkled, and he was holding back his face. I didn't expect Wong Fei Hung to have such a wide range of hobbies, not only lion dance, but also a deep interest in music.

"Let's go, hurry back to Bao Zhilin, and write the words to me quickly." Huang Feihong commanded, and his steps suddenly became faster.

Gu Li followed, but he really didn't expect that the generation of grandmaster Huang Feihong would be full of interest in songs.

Back in Bao Zhilin, Gu Li stuffed his scalp and wrote the lyrics of "Men should be self-reliant" on paper. Huang Feihong sang to the lyrics on the spot. Huang Feihong sang until he got up, and his body even moved. The grappling moves are varied, and the footwork of the soles of the feet is unpredictable.

Huang Feihong's apprentice Ah Fu is rubbing medicine for the unconscious Lin Shirong. Suddenly, I heard the singing voice fluttering, and carefully distinguished that it was Huang Feihong's voice, and smiled honestly.

"Master, Yaxing is so good today, and they all started singing."

Huang Feihong's powerful singing voice spread all over Bao Zhilin, and also floated into the ears of Lin Shirong, who was unconscious in bed. The passionate, sonorous singing shook his heart like a hammer.

"Who?"

Suddenly, Lin Shirong suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and shouted. His eyes looked around blankly, trying to find the person who was singing.

Ah Fu, who was secretly smiling, didn't expect Lin Shirong to wake up with a loud voice, but he was startled.

"Master! The patient has been ghosted! ”

Ah Fu looked at the sluggish Lin Shirong and screamed.

"It's Ah Fu!" Huang Feihong took three steps and made two steps, and hurried to Lin Shirong's room.

"What's going on?"

Gu Li had also arrived at this time, and when he saw Lin Shirong who stood up and opened his eyes, his face was happy.

"Master, he suddenly stood up and shouted, startling me, I thought he was being ghosted." Ah Fu stood behind Huang Feihong, and his heart was no longer flustered at the moment.

Lin Shirong, who was gradually sobering up, saw Gu Li appear, and a smile appeared on his fat face.

"Aso, why are you here?"

"Brother Lin, this is Bao Zhilin, it was Master Huang who saved you." Gu Li came to Lin Shirong and gestured to Huang Feihong on the side.

"Thank you, Master Huang, for saving your life." Lin Shirong wanted to get up and thank him, but Huang Feihong hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him.

"You don't have to do this thank-you gift, you have serious injuries, you need to pay attention to rest."

Seeing that Lin Shirong came to his senses, Gu Li had a question in his heart, so he asked him.

"You went to Yixiangyuan to redeem yourself that day, what happened?"

Thinking of what happened that day, Lin Shirong felt like he was deflated, and he fell on the bed in decadence.

"After giving a hundred taels of silver to the bustard that day, I went to Miss Feihong's boudoir. After taking a sip of tea, I felt dizzy and unconscious. Then a group of people punched and kicked me until I woke up in pain. Those people were very heavy, and I was so weak that I couldn't resist, and the pain was unbearable and I fell into a coma. ”

"I heard someone singing in a coma, it was very beautiful, and I was desperate to open my eyes, so I woke up."

Lin Shirong closed his eyes and recalled, before fainting that day, Miss Feihong looked at him, and Lin Shirong still remembers it clearly. It was a look of guilt and uneasiness, pity and pity.

Through Lin Shirong's words, I recalled what the old bustard said that day: Miss Feihong and Wen Nan left Yixiangyuan together.

Gu Li was extremely angry, it must have been Miss Feihong who colluded with Wen Nan and drugged the tea.

Poor Lin Shirong poured all his family property to redeem her, but the family took revenge and almost killed him.

The most poisonous woman's heart, what the ancients said is true!

"Miss Feihong is so ruthless, she actually drugged and framed you, I will arrest her to the government!"

Gu Li was really angry, this kind of plot that only exists in TV series really appeared beside him. If he hadn't arrived in time, Lin Shirong would have died tragically by the river.

"Asu, don't go, let her go." Lin Shirong's tone was desolate.

"Brother Lin, if I hadn't found you in time, you might have gone to Lord Yama to report by now. Miss Feihong colluded with Wen Nan to kill you, so let her go? Gu Li was puzzled, what was Lin Shirong so obsessed with a Qinglou woman.

"She is my beloved woman, and she drugged me, maybe Wen Nan forced her to do it. Even if she really has the intention to harm me, I am willing to die at her hands. ”

Lin Shirong was very stubborn and firm. Maybe love is like a moth to a fire, confused by a glamorous appearance, and finally bruised all over the body.