After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, and the business was almost discussed, everyone was drinking and chatting, and the atmosphere became gradually warmer.

Among them, Ximen's voice is the loudest, he is open-minded by nature, he is a refreshing person when he talks and drinks, and when he is in high spirits, he suddenly said to Ouyang Bo:

"Old Taoist, since the last martial arts conference, I heard you sing that song called ", I have always wanted to listen to it again, it is rare for us to get together tonight, how about you sing it to us again?"

This request was very unexpected by Ouyang Bo, inexplicable, how could he think of listening to him sing? And it was a request made by a rough person like Ximen Yixiao, and he was about to open his mouth to refuse, but Nangong Yao also echoed and said:

"Yes, yes, although I often heard others sing this song later, but no matter how I listen to it, it is not as flavorful as the old Taoist priest!"

As soon as his words fell, Tianyi Chang also nodded and said:

"Others really can't sing this feeling of the old Taoist, after all, without rich life experience, how can they sing the true meaning of it?"

At this time, Hua Durou also smiled and said:

"Yes, yes, yes, and it is played by the alliance leader, the pavilion wind blows Xiao, it is definitely the most perfect match, not only the singing and tune are beautiful, but the picture is also beautiful!"

Even Zhiyun Shitai, who was weak by nature, smiled and said:

"In this situation, I can listen to the old Taoist priest sing this song again, it is indeed a great thing in life, just like last time, the leader of the alliance played the piano, the pavilion wind blew Xiao, so long time has passed, the beautiful picture often comes to mind, the vicissitudes of life and passionate tunes, have been around the ears, the passion of the rivers and lakes, the helplessness of the rivers and lakes, have been expressed!"

The younger generation of people present immediately coaxed:

"Sing a song, sing a song, sing a song......"

Before Ouyang Bo's words of refusal were spoken, so many people had spoken, and he couldn't say anything if he put it in his mouth, but seeing Feng Tianyu smiling the most, he had an idea and said:

"Actually, if you want to say this song, the one who can really sing the true meaning of the song is definitely me, but the wind gang leader of our beggar gang, his huqin plays very well, and the cooperation with the little girl is also more tacit, so I recommend the wind gang master to sing this song for everyone?"

This turn of events was also a deep surprise to everyone, but after thinking about it, what Ouyang Bo said was not unreasonable, Lao Zhaohua once took Mu Qianmei to beg along the street, imagining him playing the huqin, and Mu Qianmei singing, it is both sad and emotional, once a little beggar, today's martial arts alliance leader, no wonder he can create such music as laughing proud of the rivers and lakes.

The ups and downs of this life are the best embodiment of them, and their cooperation may really be the most perfect?

Before everyone could react, Feng Tianyu said loudly:

"You old Taoist priest, everyone wants to hear you sing, what are you pulling me out for? I want to hear you sing too, so you better hurry up and get ready! ”

At this moment, even the Master of the Illusory Sky, who had not spoken for a long time, actually spoke:

"Lao Wei also agrees with the words of the old Taoist priest, if you say that everyone present, the deepest understanding of the suffering in the world, is none other than the wind gang leader, you once took the alliance leader, living at the bottom of the people, the ups and downs of your life are the most suitable for the artistic conception of the song of the rivers and lakes."

Feng Tianyu could shout at the old Taoist priest for refusal, but he was embarrassed to oppose the old monk's opinion, and his words did evoke some memories of life.

The others just proposed to listen to Ouyang Bo sing, and now that Ouyang Bo recommended Feng Tianyu, they were embarrassed to coax immediately, but they all had an expression of expectation on their faces.

Feng Tianyu was a little embarrassed, and a little embarrassed, after all, it was Ouyang Bo who pushed the opportunity over, so he looked at Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng, wanting to see what their opinions were.

Mu Qianmei saw that everyone was so interested, so she was naturally embarrassed to refuse, that would be too disappointing, so she stood up calmly and said:

"It's okay, it's up to me and Tingfeng to sing this song with the wind gang, I also want to relive the life of begging along the street with the old man, those are the most precious growth experiences in my life, however, there is no problem for us to perform, but, there are words first, after our performance is over, all the people present, one counts as one, and they have to perform a show later, otherwise let's play a one-man show, how boring it is, everyone says?"

The leader of the alliance spoke, who dares to say that there is no one? People who can speak, play and sing, naturally don't care, just deal with it casually and pass, but some people don't have any talent, and they suddenly have some stage fright, and their faces also show an embarrassed expression.

Mu Qianmei looked around, everyone's expressions were in full view, and she naturally understood everyone's thoughts, so she continued:

"If you don't object, I'll assume you've agreed! Hehe...... In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to be talented, you don't have to sing and dance to perform a show, tell a story, practice a few martial arts, tell a joke, recite a poem, etc., you can just perform on stage. ”

At this moment, many people finally breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, if this is the case, they can still deal with the past, Jianghu people, who doesn't know a few hands, who doesn't know a few stories?

However, some people have never stood in front of the stage to speak, and it is inevitable that they are still a little inexplicably nervous.

This rectangular living room, in front of the three dining tables, there is just a small open space, when Ximen smiled and proposed, there were already people in action, as everyone agreed, at this time, in that small open space, a piano table has been placed, the guqin has been erected, and a jade flute and a huqin have been placed on the side of the guqin, and it has immediately become a miniature small stage.

Mu Qianmei has already spoken, Feng Tianyu and Liu Tingfeng naturally have no opinion, they have been together for a long time, and unconsciously, they have become accustomed to unconditionally cooperating with Mu Qianmei.

When Mu Qianmei stood up and walked towards the guqin, Feng Tianyu and Liu Tingfeng also followed, and the scene immediately burst into warm applause.

There are only thirty-three people here, all of whom are core members of the Decent Martial Arts Alliance, and the number is far less than the tens of thousands of people watching at the martial arts conference, but the space is small, and it is a little more warm and close.

In particular, being able to watch and listen to Mu Qianmei's live playing and singing so closely is definitely more real than at the martial arts conference.

Walking to the piano table, Mu Qianmei sat down slowly, looking at the guqin in front of her, adjusting her mood, Feng Tianyu and Liu Tingfeng sat on the stools on both sides behind her, Liu Tingfeng held the jade flute, Feng Tianyu held the huqin, and silently began to brew emotions, by the way, recall the tune of this piece.

Before the music started, the people present were already moved by the picture in front of them, and the three of them sat there, without talking, without communicating, naturally, forming an incomparably beautiful and harmonious picture, as if they had lived together for decades, like a family, no need to say much, everything was in the unspoken feeling.

Feng Tianyu's gray hair and beard have become more white and less black, and after a few years, they seem to be a little more vicissitudes.

Mu Qianmei is wearing a blue long dress, which looks fresh and refined, and there is a little more charm and mature taste between her eyebrows.

Fresh and charming, two completely different temperaments, have been perfectly unified in her, just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, charming but not vulgar.

Liu Tingfeng is a perennial white dress like snow, with his handsome and dusty appearance, there is no trace of fireworks, but the expression on his face, compared to the previous indifference, is now a little more tender, especially the sweet smile that can't be hidden, there is a trace of the intimacy of the boy next door.

It's like a handsome big boy who is in love.

This situation and this scene are also in line with everyone's state of mind, at the time of the martial arts conference, Mu Qianmei, Liu Tingfeng and Ouyang Bo standing on the stage are a radiant performance combination, Ouyang Bo with a bit of immortal spirit, and Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng at that time stood together, just like a few immortals who came down from the fairy world, beauty is beautiful, that is, there is a sense of distance, you can only watch from a distance, dare not approach.

And now the three of them seem to be very close, they seem to be a family of neighbors, when night falls, after tea and dinner, and then sit together, chat, sing songs, it is a kind of entertainment, a pastime.

These are two completely different feelings.

Mu Qianmei slowly stretched out her hand to the guqin, and then carefully pressed it on the strings, because the movements of her hands were very gentle, the strings did not make any sound.

Feng Tianyu's huqin has also been skillfully placed in the position with the best feel, and his expression is indifferent and a little intoxicated.

In everyone's long anticipation, the first thing to sound is the jade flute of the willow pavilion wind, the sound of the flute is long, it is the tune of the laughing and proud rivers and lakes that everyone is familiar with, with a bit of depression and helplessness, it is sad to smell, and it suddenly leads people's thoughts to the desolate desert, alone, walking the world with a sword, where is the end of the world?

The desert is lonely, it is pointing to the sky, and walking alone to the end of the world, the lonely figure, but hazy reflected on the ground, the wonderful rivers and lakes, always with a bit of blood, only the loneliness of the rivers and lakes, is like a shadow.

The people present are all from the rivers and lakes, so the sound of the flute together has resonated with everyone, the rivers and lakes are very exciting, and the rivers and lakes are also very helpless.