Jiang Li sighed, "Where do you want to go?" I bought it at the Dutton Festival, but fortunately I temporarily stored it at Aunt Ying's house, and it was not burned when it caught fire, and after I returned to the capital, I asked her to send it for me, and I just got it today. ”

As she spoke, she pulled out a gift box from behind her.

"Let's see if you like it."

Jiang Shixuan carefully opened the box.

In front of him was a handmade cowhide drum with exquisite workmanship.

The drum surface is made of special calf leather, which is extremely smooth and has a faint fragrance.

The body of the drum is wrapped with all kinds of hemp rope, embroidered with all kinds of flowers, the colors are bright but not unharmed.

I liked it at just one glance.

"What a beautiful snare drum." As he spoke, he gently slapped the drum surface, and the snare drum immediately made a nice knock sound.

Jiang Li smiled, "It's good if you like it, I don't think you've been staying in the piano room recently?" I remember that you were very fond of music when you were a child, and if you are interested in continuing your studies in the future, you can do so. ”

But then Jiang Shixuan hung his head, "But grandpa said that it was not a proper job."

"Why are you not doing your job?" Jiang Li asked rhetorically, "Do you think your father is also not doing his job?" ”

"Of course not." Jiang Shixu hurriedly denied it.

He always thought his dad was amazing.

can stand on such a big stage, be able to face so many people without fear, and be able to pursue his dream without hesitation despite the opposition of his family.

Isn't that the coolest thing in the world?

But he can't, he's so timid that he even stutters when he speaks, let alone sings and dances in public.

However, Jiang Li said, "Since you like it, why don't you give it a try?" ”

With that, she opened her phone and showed him a colorful interface.

"This is a music platform that has been very popular recently, many people are singing on it, you don't have to show your face, just show people your voice, let me see your ability and determination, so that I can think about whether to fight for you in front of grandpa."

Jiang Shixuan was very surprised.

It turns out that she has thought so much about herself?

"In addition, I also hired a music teacher for you, I should come over recently, people live for a lifetime, if you can't do what you like, wouldn't it be a pity, you are still so young, and you have enough time and energy, do you have to give up what you like because of a denial from others?"

Jiang Shixu was stunned, looking at Jiang Li in front of him, in the dark, he seemed to understand something.

Then, he nodded earnestly, and then hugged the small drum in his arms.

"Okay sister, I understand, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Jiang Yan, who was confined at home, was so bored that he could only sleep in his room every day.

Before twelve o'clock in the evening, he fell asleep.

He had a dream that the scarfaced maniac who had been stabbed with a thousand knives had escaped from prison, and then he found him in a frenzy.

He engaged in a series of exciting battles with the gangsters, and finally subdued them and became a hero recognized by the people.

However, just as he was driving a luxury car, enjoying the hugs of beautiful women, and proudly driving on the way home, the sky changed dramatically, and a muffled thunder sounded above his head.

Immediately afterward, the thunder grew denser and denser, almost pumping his soul out.

Jiang Yan sat up from the bed with a spirit.

", why are you having nightmares again?!"

He let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

But the next second he realized something was wrong.

How the fuck did this thunder follow his dream to real life?!

Could it be that there was a thunderstorm outside?

Jiang Yan walked to the window and opened it suddenly, but he was greeted by the moonlight in his arms.

Jiang Yan doubted life even more.

Since it's a sunny day outside, where does the thunder come from?

It wasn't until the sound of "dong dong" above his head became stronger that Jiang Yan noticed that the sound seemed to be coming from upstairs.

He put on his slippers and walked up the stairs until he saw the half-open door of the piano room, and the sound of drums was clearly heard from inside.

Jiang Yan laughed angrily.

Who the doesn't sleep in the middle of the night beating drums here?!

He scolded and walked over and pushed open the door, until he saw a serious Jiang Shishi inside.

Jiang Yan: "."

Who's bad at drumming, but it's this kid?!

All his swear words just suffocated into his stomach.

Jiang Shixuan stopped what he was doing and looked at Jiang Yan standing at the door ignorantly.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yan grabbed a handful of his hair irritably, trying to make his voice sound softer.

"Why don't you sleep so late?"

"I can't sleep." Jiang Shixu hugged his little drum and said, "I just want to come to the piano room to practice, did you make a noise to you, big brother?" ”

"Nope." Jiang Yan squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "You practice, practice, I'll go to sleep." ”

"Okay, good night big brother."

Jiang Yan closed the door depressedly and left.

So why did he choose the room directly below the piano room in the first place?!

So for several days in a row, as soon as it was night, Jiang Yan could hear the roar from overhead.

He was very skeptical of life.

Jiang Shixu, this guy looked at Si Swenwen, could it be that he practiced rock every day?

Somalia, East Africa.

After a fierce shootout, the man stumbled into an abandoned residential area.

He reached out and grabbed a younger brother beside him, forcibly snatched his ammunition and loaded it into his own gun.

The younger brother was kicked to the side, got up and hugged the man's leg again.

"Brother, big brother, there aren't many of us anymore, or surrender, the vitality on the other side is too fierce!"

The man spat and kicked the man to the side again, his handsome face showing a ruthless face.

"Fuck, you want Lao Tzu to surrender to him?! Don't even think about it! Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he really dares to make a dead hand, open it for me, I will collapse him! ”

The man loaded his gun, but as soon as he leaned out of his body, a bullet slammed into his arm.

He screamed, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

He struggled to get up from the ground and tried to pick up the gun, but the next second, a black leather boot stepped on the gun.

When the man looked up, he saw a pair of narrow ice eyes, and those eyes still shone with a shallow amber light, as cold as snow, enough to make people tremble.

The man finally had some fear, and trembled and retreated, but he was still knocked unconscious by a stick from the person who rushed next to him.

When he woke up again, he was tied up in the basement.

The man from before stood directly in front of him with his back to him, his long figure hidden in the shadows, and only a faint glimpse of his white neck and wrists could be seen.

Gu Yu sneered.

"What, are you really going to execute me behind the old man's back? So what's the difference between you and me?! ”

(End of chapter)