The lyrics and songs of "Farewell" were all composed by Chen Mo, which deeply touched the heart of the young man at that time, and it can be said that he liked it very much.

But at the dinner that day, there were still regrets.

It is true that her talent in playing and singing is very high, but no matter how good she is, it is impossible for her to comprehend the essence of it once or twice.

After she came back, she practiced this song repeatedly, hoping that the next time she saw Chen Mo, she would play the piano and sing again.

It was also in this process that she discovered a thorny problem, even though she was already familiar with the lyrics and songs, she was never able to express her true emotions.

In the final analysis, the vision of the unborn is too narrow.

Growing up in Baihualou since childhood, there are few opportunities to go out, even in this county, there are many places that I have never been to.

It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles.

If you have never met a friend or confidant, it is naturally impossible to experience a parting scene.

Without life, how can we create?

But this time, she had.

The pipa is suitable for playing intense and sad repertoire, coupled with the loss and separation in my heart, I truly realized what parting is.

She didn't expect it, but after meeting twice, the figure of that person could never be erased.

When the song first sounded, scenes also appeared in front of me.

From the acquaintance of a woman dressed as a man to the little acquaintance at the banquet, a man who had never seen him walked into his heart like this.

Just like the warm sun of that day, it made the young man feel that there was an extra light in his life.

I still remember, that poem.

The peach is dying, scorching its glory.

The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

I remember the first word.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green.

Poetry is like a thread, holding the fate between the two.

Words are like an umbrella, narrowing the distance between each other.

So there was that hairpin and this agreement.

I thought this was another sublimated reunion, but I never thought that it would be a parting.

Farewell......

At this moment, I finally have an unforgettable experience.

The emotions gradually arise, expressed through the pipa, supplemented by the tactful and sad voice, adding a bit of gloomy flavor to this huge Baihualou.

The originally noisy guests also quieted down.

There was no longer the slightest smile on his face, only endless melancholy filling his heart.

What is a talented woman?

That's it!

With a song and lyrics, everyone's hearts are firmly fixed here.

Everyone can't help but think of the parting scenes.

Everyone who has crossed paths with loved ones, with friends, and with growing up.

At this moment, everyone feels the same way.

And all this was made possible by a woman, plus a lute and a song.

"It's a strange woman."

Finally, someone couldn't help but sigh.

The excited and difficult voices are all touched by emotions after being infected.

"It's not just a strange woman, it's clearly a peerless style."

The most excited in the audience was Wang Jun.

He was already coveting the beauty, so he tried his best to get close to and please the other party.

That dinner, I planned to borrow flowers and offer Buddha, which could not only show off the limelight, but also get closer to the relationship with the untimely death.

Na Cheng wanted to work hard for a long time, and finally made a wedding dress for Chen Mo.

He hates!

hated Chen Mo for being out of the limelight, hated Chen Mo for inviting Xiao Xiao to join the song, and hated Chen Mo for deceiving a hairpin from Xiao Yao.

At the same time, his heart hurts.

I regret that I haven't seen the world, and I was played with by Chen Mo like that.

Chen Mo, a person who failed in the county test and relied on pretending to be crazy and selling miserably, can he be worthy of it?

Such a woman can only be his.

So today he came, with the determination to win.

As he said to his grandfather's kingship, you can give everything for the sake of dying.

In fact, Wang Jun did the same.

In the blessing bag, there is his promise.

"Everything I have, it's yours."

Wang Jun believes that he is the only one who can show such sincerity in the audience.

And when he dies, he will eventually be moved by his sincerity.

As long as this level is passed, there is no need to worry about Baihualou.

In the entire territory of Baihe County, who dares not to give face to the two uncles?

At the moment, they are on the side of the Red Banner venue, and they will find them later.

And this is also the reason why he dared to argue with Chen Mo just now.

As for the real money paid to Baihualou, it is even more of a problem, the Wang family has secretly controlled Qingyang Town for many years, and the money from the exploitation is not spent.

It is no exaggeration to say that what flows out of the fingers is more than enough.

So in Wang Jun's opinion, everything is ready for this trip, and it is only necessary to send the lucky bag to the east wind in the hands of the young man.

At this time, the lyrics and songs of the dead are also coming to an end.

As the strings stopped vibrating, she let out a long sigh.

After the lyrics and songs were played, the people who were waiting still didn't come.

This...... Is it the end of the song?

Good!

With a shout, the scene became enthusiastic again.

The voices of praise are endless.

Not only is there talent and appearance, but what is even more commendable is gratitude.

Doesn't this song mean that she is about to leave Baihualou?

If it is not true gratitude, if it is not really affectionate, how can it be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

"What's wrong with singing, singing farewell, do you really want to take this opportunity to solve the major events of your life?"

Outside the courtyard wall, Chen Mo stepped out of the carriage.

The sound of the pipa just now always surrounded his ears, which made him sigh infinitely in his heart, and he could be regarded as having eaten this song thoroughly.

Among them, the emotions are full, and it is far from being yourself.

This couldn't help but make Chen Mo think of a sentence.

The table is ruthless, and the drama is meaningless.

As the old saying goes, you can't believe it.

At least, the untimely death is not one of them.

The ink on the paper had dried, and Chen Mo came to the venue again, and found that Qin Xianglian's eyes were a little red.

Women, indeed, are sentimental animals.

Chen Mo sighed in his heart, and did not make any relief or explanation.

First, the occasion is inappropriate.

Second, who hasn't felt nostalgic for the past?

"Master, are things ready?" Huang Shulang not only did not feel it, but on the contrary, he was impatient and couldn't sit still.

If he hadn't waited for Chen Mo, I'm afraid he would have gotten up and run a long time ago.

Listening to pipa tunes, how can you go home to practice your fists and feet freely.

Chen Mo nodded, picked up the lucky bag and put the written things in.

After handing it over to the guy, seeing that Qin Xianglian's emotions had eased, he said with a smile.

"In the future, we will never come to this place again."

"Official, is the slave family making a fool of themselves?" Qin Xianglian lowered her neck and bowed her head, "That young girl is really different." ”

"That's why I gave her a special gift." Chen Mo answered.

"Tell me, what is it?" Qin Xianglian was extremely curious.

"The thing that suits the situation, the pipa line."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he turned to look at the second floor.

Through the white veil that shades the sun, the figure of the untimely can be vaguely seen.

That's what it is......

Still hugging the pipa and half-covering your face, right?