Chapter 45: Chrysanthemum Terrace

At this time, Ye Jian was disfigured, his face was dark, there was a piercing scar on his forehead, and there were 2 scars on his face, compared with Zhao Xiaoshan's handsome and dashing image, I don't know how many levels worse.

Ling Xiaoxiao is an extremely smart woman, since the shopkeeper of Xinhua Bookstore is respectful to the young man in front of him, then he must be extraordinary.

Ling Xiaoxiao turned around, bowing slightly to Ye Jian, "I've seen Master Liu." ”

Ye Jian is fifteen years old, 2 years younger than Ling Xiaoxiao, although he is not short, he is still a little smaller in his aura after all.

From the first glance, Ye Jian was amazed by Ling Xiaoxiao's beauty, compared to Julie of the Great Moon City Academy, Ling Xiaoxiao was more mature, more charming and enthusiastic, which was also a fatal temptation for Ye Jian in his teenage stage.

Ye Jian hurriedly returned the salute, "I've seen Miss Ling, my name is Liu Dao, I don't dare to be the word 'teacher', that's the playful words of the old man." ”

"Giggles, Tong Lao has to call you a teacher, and we don't dare to trespass, I don't know where Master Liu is from?

Ling Xiaoxiao's question was exactly what all the young people on the second floor wanted to ask, and everyone wanted to know what this unattractive and even ugly teenager had the ability to make Tong Luda Zun a teacher.

Ye Jian is an honest person, and he can't control himself in front of the beauties, so he hurriedly replied, "I am a student of the Great Moon City Academy. ”

What kind of talents can that small city produce?

This was Zhao Xiaoshan's first thought after hearing Ye Jian's answer, he saw that Ling Xiaoxiao had a great interest in Ye Jian, and he didn't feel good in his heart, firstly, because of Tong Luda's face, and secondly, he was really worried about which family Ye Jian was, or the disciple of a master outside the world, as soon as he heard that it was from the Great Moon City Academy, he immediately laughed.

"It turns out that the little brother of the Willow Knife is from the Great Moon City Academy, I don't know if you are a student in the primary school or the middle school now?"

Zhao Xiaoshan did not call him "Liu Shi" like Tong Luda and Ling Xiaoxiao, but called him Liu Dao junior brother, and asked if the other party was a primary school student or a junior high school student?

The meaning of contempt is obvious.

Tong Luda flashed a trace of unhappiness in his heart, "Master Liu, let's take a seat." ”

"Good. ”

Ye Jian nodded to Ling Xiaoxiao, and Tong Luda, and the shopkeeper Wang sat alone at a table, and the shopkeeper of Pinxian Lou Xie had already set up a banquet.

Zhao Xiaoshan looked at Ye Jian's back, and the indescribable disgust in his heart.

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, turned around and sat down, and Zhao Xiaoshan had no choice but to quickly walk over and sit next to Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Master Liu, if you think it's noisy here, I can block it out. ”

Tong Luda was afraid that Ye Jian would not like the environment here, so he asked Ye Jian's opinion.

"Let's listen to their ancient music and see it. ”

In fact, Tong Luda and Shopkeeper Wang also have this intention, the two usually only heard that someone specializes in studying ancient music, and comprehends the calligraphy from ancient music, but they have never seen it in person.

After everyone sat down, the theme activity of Daya Ancient Music Society officially began, and everyone just sang a few ancient songs together, and then Zhao Xiaoshan stood up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my father Wang spent a lot of money to buy a song that has just been unearthed, and today, I specially dedicate it to the first talented girl and the first beauty of our Qingzhou Academy, Ling Xiaoxiao, everyone applauds. ”

Wow!

The applause was thunderous, everyone knew that Zhao Xiaoshan liked Ling Xiaoxiao, although Ling Xiaoxiao's attitude was not clear, but no one wanted to touch Zhao Xiaoshan's moldy head.

Zhao Xiaoshan took out a delicate brocade box and handed it to Ling Xiaoxiao in public, Ling Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, said thank you, and took the brocade box.

When I opened the brocade box, there was a piece of gold leaf, but the gold leaf was incomplete.

Ling Xiaoxiao stretched out her palm and injected the book qi into the gold leaf, only to hear a 'boom', a phantom suspended in the air, it was exactly the appearance of the gold leaf, with the lyrics of ancient music and the score written on it.

Ye Jian raised his eyes and was surprised, that ancient music turned out to be "Chrysanthemum Terrace", Jay Chou's Chrysanthemum Terrace?

Ye Jian didn't expect that the 5,000-year-old would be able to see Jay Chou's chrysanthemum platform, and he was immediately surprised and delighted.

Zhao Xiaoshan began to speak again, "Today the key show of our music club is about to begin, for this new ancient music, you can sign up to participate in the singing, we score the participants, the best singing, our Xiaoxiao girl will give a reward, everyone say okay?"

"Good!"

The audience applauded.

"I just don't know what Miss Xiaoxiao's reward is?"

"It's not going to be a kiss, is it?"

"It's okay to have a bear hug. ”

Ha ha

The audience was full of frolic.

Ling Xiaoxiao kept smiling, her face did not change, obviously, she was used to this kind of scene of stars holding the moon.

Ling Xiaoxiao whispered in the ear of a female classmate next to her for a moment, and the girl covered her mouth and smiled, and stood up,

"Our Xiaoxiao girl just told me who won the first place, so she invited him to the Purple Star Garden to taste the West Lake silver needle tea she brewed herself. ”

Yes!

The boys in the audience were all excitedly exclaimed, Purple Star Garden is Ling Xiaoxiao's apartment in Qingzhou Academy, except for her best female companions, she usually does not entertain outsiders, even Zhao Xiaoshan has never entered, this reward is naturally very attractive to those boys who have a crush on Ling Xiaoxiao.

A few boys shook their heads on the spot and began to chant below.

After a while, people began to stand up and sing the chrysanthemum stage.

Including Ling Xiaoxiao, he didn't have much knowledge of 5,000 years of music, and he couldn't even understand the score, which was plausible.

The singers were one after another, although the audience applauded, but in Ye Jian's ears, it was very uncomfortable, Ye Jian thought to himself, if Jay Chou knew that his music was trampled like this by people born after 5,000, he didn't know how to feel.

In this era, there is another characteristic of ancient music, if it is sung correctly, it can produce a bookish atmosphere, and all those who listen can feel the beauty of ancient music and receive the comfort of bookish empowerment.

After dozens of students sang, no one was able to activate the bookish atmosphere of the ancient music of 'Chrysanthemum Terrace'.

Of course, since it doesn't stimulate the book, everyone also treats it as a kind of entertainment and just amuses each other.

During this time, Zhao Xiaoshan specially consulted a master in the palace who had some research on ancient music, and made some preparations.

"Ahem, I'll sing for Miss Xiaoxiao below. ”

Zhao Xiaoshan stood up, determined to win today's Lekui, he spread his voice and began to sing loudly:

Your tears are weak and wounded

The miserable white moon bends to hook the past

The night was too long and condensed into frost

I have to say that Zhao Xiaoshan sang very affectionately, and the audience was very quiet, listening to him sing, but it was this kind of affection and quietness that made Ye Jian unable to hold back his laughter, as if a clown was telling a very serious topic.

"Whew!"

A chuckle pierced the quiet atmosphere and was particularly harsh.

Zhao Xiaoshan was self-absorbed in singing, suddenly stopped, his face was a little red, he knew that someone was laughing at him, because no matter how affectionate he sang, the absence of bookish spirit meant that it was not correct.

This ridicule came from the three of Ye Jian at the adjacent table, Zhao Xiaoshan glanced at Tong Luda awkwardly, he thought it was Tong Luda laughing.

Tong Luda didn't make a sound, he and the shopkeeper Wang both looked at Ye Jian, I don't know why Ye Jian laughed, could it be that the young man in front of him still understands ancient music?

After a while, Zhao Xiaoshan cleared his throat and sang affectionately again:

Who is in cold despair in the attic

The rain gently flicked the vermilion window

I've spent my life on paper being blown by the wind

Dreams turn into a wisp of incense in the distance

Drift your appearance in the wind

"Whew-"

Once the laughing nerve is activated, sometimes it is like a hiccup, and it can't be stopped at all, those who don't know the correct way to sing Chrysanthemum Tai are nothing, but Ye Jian obviously knows how to sing, but now he hears Zhao Xiaoshan singing unbearably unpleasantly, Ye Jian really can't help it, and hides his mouth and laughs.

This time, even Ling Xiaoxiao frowned.

All the people in the audience looked at Ye Jian at once.

"yes, yes, I'm sorry, haha. ”

Ye Jian originally wanted to apologize, but he still couldn't stop laughing, and he laughed loudly.

Zhao Xiaoshan's face was like a pig's liver, staring at Ye Jian resentfully, if it weren't for Tong Luda sitting next to him, he would immediately teach Ye Jian a lesson and let him know the end of ridicule.

Zhao Xiaoshan had a gloomy face and walked to Ye Jian's table,

"Little Brother Willow Knife, I really didn't sing it right, I made you laugh, then let's ask this little brother Willow Knife to sing it, everyone applauded. ”

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