In Fengxiang City, a cloth shop close to the headquarters of Phantom Sound Workshop hung up a three-day rest card today. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this era of little fun, what happened yesterday has spread all over Fengxiang, and people passing by here stopped slightly, and after a little thought, they understood the reason.

I think this store is a new store that Zhang Meili is going to open.

With his back to King Qi, he shouldn't do anything to discredit King Qi, right? People are interested, and they return with great enthusiasm to make a big deal of it.

In the backyard of the store, Xiao Baige, who had changed into normal clothes, was bookish and extravagant, and a little heart was beating in fascination with the maid who was waiting on the side.

"My lord, these are the best fabrics in the store!"

"Yes!"

Nodding his head slightly, Xiao Baige stroked these fine brocade silks with a look of fascination, how many trousers can these be made!

Already fantasizing about being surrounded by a lot of trousers, Xiao Baige was full of energy, constantly perceiving the texture of these fabrics in his hands, and comparing them with the trousers he had enjoyed.

"This light and thin should be black, this cotton should be white, is there such a ...... of blue and white?"

The maid looked at the fabric on the table and was envious: I really want to be touched like this by adults. Thinking of this, her face flushed.

"Did you hear what I was saying?"

"Oh, my lord, I'm ...... I'm going to find ......."

……

"Hey! Pretty girl over there! ”

Huang Xiaoxie, who was swaying on the side, opened the way, and finally found a big man in the Phantom Sound Workshop in a pavilion, Nine Heavens Saint Ji Duowentian.

She was dressed in aqua blue clothes, more conservative than Brahma Yintian, not showing much flesh, holding a book in her hand, and a guqin on the stone table in front of her.

"What?"

Raising her head, she gently closed the book.

Huang Xiaoxie asked, "Is there a kung fu that can make the sound far and loud teach me?" ”

"What are you doing here?" Duo Wentian had some doubts in his eyes, and said: "If you want to learn the technique of hurting people with sound, you need at least the internal force of the big star position, you shouldn't be able to, right?" ”

"That's right, I'm just a little star. But I don't want to hurt people when I learn this," Huang Xiaoxie shook his head and said directly: "It's just a matter of letting people who are far away hear it clearly." ”

"This ......"

"Is it hard?"

"No, it's too easy."

"Uh......"

When Duowentian said the method, in the small pavilion, Dorami's voices sounded one after another, and they came from far away.

With a tuft of eyebrows, Duowentian put down the book he had just opened, listened quietly, and thought about it from time to time.

"What the hell are you calling here?"

Zi Zaitian appeared in the pavilion with some anger, and looked at Duo Wentian, who was frowning slightly, and she looked at Huang Xiaoxie again, "I also disturb my sister's study." ”

"Ghost screaming? Ignorant! ”

Huang Xiaoye glared at her and retorted, "I'm practicing vocalization, do you understand?" ”

Duo Wentian explained: "Sister, just now I listened to Zhang Gongzi's vocal practice, so I was a little distracted. ”

"Humph!"

Knowing that he had misunderstood, his face was slightly hot, but Zi Zitian snorted coldly, and said domineeringly: "It's just something similar to the so-called song in the morning." ”

Oops, my little grumpy!

"Long hair and short knowledge, I can tell you more than fifty classic Chinese pop songs, more than thirty Japanese anime op, ep?"

Haven't you already said it? The corners of Zi Zitian's mouth twitched, and he was a little speechless.

"Is what Childe said true?"

There is a surprise in the eyes of the sky, and nowadays men will learn something inferior? Of course, if there are so many tunes as he said, then it is not a ninth-rate person who can limit his identity, and he can be called everyone.

Huang Xiaoye said angrily: "Do I need to lie to you?" ”

"Can that little woman have the honor of listening to Zhang Gongzi sing a song, and only then did she listen to Gongzi's vocal scale is different from Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, so ......"

Duo Wentian blushed a little as she spoke, but her request just now had some meaning of stealing the teacher in it, which is immoral in this era.

"What is my sister begging him for?" Seeing Huang Xiaoxie even more blindly, his nose snorted, and said, "It's okay if you don't learn that kind of tune." ”

"It's not a big deal!"

Huang Xiaoxiao chose to ignore Zi Zitian and looked directly at Duo Wentian.

"A song "Luzhou Month" is given to the girl."

Huang Xiaoxie chose a simpler song in his song list, and in order to make the two ancients more acceptable, he also deliberately chose a song with a slightly stronger ancient style of Brother Song.

When I was a child, I chiseled the wall and stole the light of someone's house

In the past, I didn't comb a bitter ten-year cold window

Now under the lamp, reading red sleeves add fragrance

Half a lifetime of fame is just a vain

Huang Xiaoxi's soft voice sang, as if telling a story, telling it in his ears.

In March, the smoke and the warbler fly and the grass grows

I saw my hometown in the catkins

……

The protagonist of the story returns to his hometown, looks at his hometown and touches the scene, and can't help but recall the past of the year, but unfortunately it is a matter of fact, and he suppresses his grief and sigh "I knew it was ordinary at the time".

Luzhou moonlight pear blossom rain cool

Who's beside you now?

The moonlight of my hometown is deeply seared in my heart

But there were no tears back then

Huang Xiaoxie sang it over and over again, and the sound of the Zheng Zheng guqin started, and he heard the sky on the piano and began to accompani.

Close your eyes in the sky and quietly feel the sorrow for your hometown in this song.

Unconsciously, a lot of people appeared by the small pavilion, and no one bothered rashly, destroying the rare melancholy.

For the last time, Huang Xiaoxie threw himself into the song, closed his eyes and opened his eyes to look ahead, with irrepressible sadness in his eyes.

After singing, Duowentian's accompaniment continued, getting smaller and smaller, and gradually lost its voice, drawing a perfect end to this song.

"Sir is really talented!"

wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were filled with joy, as if he had got some terrible baby.

She thought to herself, if other people had this song, it would probably be famous all over the world, and now that she heard it, most of it was composed by this Zhang Gongzi himself!

"It's over!"

Huang Xiaoxie nodded, Tian shamelessly admitted, and said in his heart that he was very useful.

The traverser is open-minded, and you have the ability to sue me!

As he spoke, Huang Xiaoxi's eyes were fixed on Zizaitian, and he used his own way to govern others.

Zizitian said arrogantly: "So-so!" ”

Huang Xiaoxie already knew that Zizaitian was tired, and what Tsundere said was so-so was very good.

Then he looked around, and the maids around him stopped, looking at him with starry eyes

"I really want to be the man of Fengxiang Oba!" Huang Xiaoye roared in his heart.

Duo Wentian praised: "Zhang Gongzi's tune has seven scales, two more than Gongshangjiao's Zhengyu, and the lyrics and songs are more vivid." ”

"Clever!"

Giving her a thumbs up, Huang Xiaoxie said again: "I still have a lot of lyrics and songs without accompaniment, can the girl ......?"