When the handshake finally subsided, and Xiao Jian thought that he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, the two girls asked him to dance with him at the same time. This stumped Xiao Jian all of a sudden, and he practiced martial arts from elementary school. If he had fought a few times and danced a few swords, it would have been about the same, but now he was asked to dance, and in front of so many people, which was really more awkward for him, a dance-blind who had never even been to a dance hall, than asking a farmer to embroider. Even if it is learned and sold, it will still take a process, Xiao Jian remembers, in the barracks, once his comrades-in-arms taught him hand-in-hand for half a day, but he couldn't even learn the simplest "slow three", and in the end, not only was he tired and sweaty, panting, but also the comrade-in-arms who taught him to dance was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot. Since then, Xiao Jian has never been interested in learning to dance anymore. But how can I tell these embarrassing things to the two girls in front of me, and I can't refute their Yaxing in person. When I was in a dilemma, I suddenly remembered that when I was in the army, when I was bored, I often went to the mountain behind the garrison to play a tune with leaves to entertain myself.

"Okay, okay, what kind of leaves do you need, Brother Xiao? I'll pick them for you now." Before the two girls could speak, the clever Amu took over Xiao Jian's words.

Xiao Jian knew that Amu was deliberately relieving himself, but he didn't expect this kid to be so considerate of others, and he didn't leave a trace, which was really rare. He immediately ordered: "You go and find me some green leaves, as long as the surface is smooth, not too hard, not too thick." ”

"Okay, Brother Xiao. Wait a minute, I'll go and get it for you right away. Amu happily agreed, and hopped to look for leaves.

After a while, Amu ran back with a large handful of branches and leaves. I saw him put the branch in his arms in front of Xiao Jian, stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, and said embarrassedly: "Brother Xiao, you didn't say how big the leaves you wanted, nor did you say what kind of leaves you wanted, so I didn't know how to choose, so I just found a few for you." If it doesn't work or if there's not enough of it, I'll find you some more. ”

Xiao Jian looked at Amu's serious and slightly apologetic expression, and then looked at the branches piled up under his feet, and couldn't help but feel a burst of amusement in his heart, this is not feeding cattle, why is it so much used? ”

Xiao Jian carefully selected four or five leaves from the local branches, and after trying them one by one, he chose the most suitable one, and said, "I'll play you a tune called "Love Song of the West Sea". ”

When the other people in the tribe heard that Xiao Jian was going to use the leaves to play a song for everyone, they all quieted down and gathered around Xiao Jian's side, waiting quietly. One by one, they looked curiously at the leaves in Xiao Jian's hand, and thought to themselves, can such a small leaf really be used as a musical instrument to play songs?

Xiao Jian didn't say much, he grabbed the leaves with the thumbs and forefingers of both hands, gently put them to his lips and began to play.

The music is tactful and affectionate, low and sad, like resentment, such as admiration, such as crying, like a young woman in the boudoir thinking of her distant husband, and like a wanderer who is thinking of her relatives. When Xiao Jian himself was still in the army in China, he especially liked to listen to Daolang's love song, Daolang's unique voice, hoarse and affectionate, cangsang and rough, like the lonely smoke in the desert, and like the old wolf who wandered in the wasteland, and all the emotions contained in this song were vividly and impeccable. And every time I hear this song, I inevitably feel a faint pain in my heart, the girl next door called Dragon Dance that I have been secretly in love with for many years has studied abroad as early as the second year of my joining the army, although there are occasional correspondence, but I have never seen each other again. Now that I have inexplicably crossed into this world, I am afraid that I can only "go on forever and sometimes, and this hatred will last forever". Xiao Jian was playing his favorite tune, while silently thinking about the girl who was already far away in another world in his heart, and a kind of sadness and loneliness that could not be expressed in words suddenly came to his heart, "This love can be recalled, but it was already clear at that time." Because of the sadness and melancholy in his heart that could not be discharged, Xiao Jian's music was also played more devotedly and emotionally. The two girls around her and the rest of the tribe were also deeply infected by this song full of sadness and longing, and they reveled in the melody of the song one by one. It wasn't until the end of the song, after a long time, that everyone applauded.

"Brother Xiao, the tune you played just now is so sad, I can't help crying too much. Brother Xiao, do you have something sad about it? Why do you play so emotionally? When the applause of the crowd gradually subsided, Asika let out a long sigh, wiped it with his hand, and said in a leisurely tone with teary eyes.

"Yes, Brother Xiao, if you have anything sad, just say it. It might be better to say it. Siri also comforted her.

Asika and Siri Xue'er's words pulled Xiao Jian back from his thoughts, and looking at the eyes of both of them, which were already a little red, Xiao Jian smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, the tune I played just now also made you sad." But you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine. How can I tell them what is in my heart? Can I tell them that I am from another world? And then tell them that I still have relatives and friends in that world that I can't leave with? Even if I say it, can they believe it? Even if they do, how can I explain to them where I came from? Tell them that I am a special soldier in China? Tell them that I have come from time in time? I am afraid that the answer to any one of these questions is enough to scare them half to death.

"Brother Xiao, today we are victorious, so don't play such a sad tune, so that everyone feels uncomfortable listening to it, let's change to a more cheerful one, so that everyone can follow suit. Scarface also came over at this time, patted Xiao Jian's shoulder, and said.

"Okay, Brother Lei, I'll change the tune and give you a cheerful one. Xiao Jian didn't refuse, but this time he played another popular song "Happy Home", the music was cheerful and relaxed, and there was really no previous sadness. The mood of everyone has also become lighter, and many people even beat to the melody.

"Brother Xiao, you are so amazing, a small leaf, you can play such a moving song. How did you do that? Can you teach us?" Asika looked at Xiao Jian with adoration on his face, his eyes full of small sparkling stars.

"Yes, Brother Xiao, you can't hide your secrets, you must teach us well. "Ciri Xueer is also very admired, like those flowery girls on the earth, who finally met the movie star she has been secretly in love with for a long time.

"It's very easy, you see, when you hold the leaves like this and put them to your mouth, and then according to the tune, control the air flow, and blow the leaves out. Seeing that the two were curious, Xiao Jian picked up the leaves in his hand and immediately demonstrated them to them.

Under Xiao Jian's guidance, the two girls each selected a suitable leaf, put it to their mouths, and practiced in style.

But it's easier said than done, and it's not so easy to play a song that looks like a simple leaf. Xiao Jian didn't know that he had practiced too many teenagers to blow the current effect. I saw that the two girls puffed out their cheeks, and the leaves were blown through a dozen pieces, but except for a few barely whining sounds, they could not play any other, even the simplest tones. In the end, the two of them were dizzy and star-stricken, and finally gave up helplessly.

"Brother Xiao, is there a problem with the leaves we chose? Why do you blow so well, but we can't even blow a decent tone?" Cili Xueer rubbed her cheeks with her hand, tilted her head and asked.

"It's not a problem with the leaves, it's because you're not getting this thing into contact for the first time, and you haven't practiced enough to grasp the air coming out of your lips very well. If you practice more in the future, you will definitely be able to learn it. ”

"I don't believe it. Why don't you show me the leaves you blew just now?" Xili Xue'er didn't believe Xiao Jian's words at all, she took the leaves in Xiao Jian's hand, and didn't look to see if there was any saliva left on it that Xiao Jian had just dripped, put it to her lips and began to blow.

"This?" Xiao Jian originally thought that Xili Xue'er just wanted to see the leaves he used to play just now, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took the leaves, he directly put them on his mouth and blew them. Didn't he think that there was still the saliva he just shed in this world? This, isn't it an indirect kiss? This Xili Xue'er looks delicate, but he didn't expect his nerves to be so big.

"Sure enough, it's not the leaves. After trying a few more times, Siri still couldn't blow it, so she muttered to herself while playing with the leaves in her hand. Then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and took out the handkerchief he was carrying, wrapped the leaves carefully, put them in his arms, and said, "Brother Xiao, this leaf was given to me, okay?"

Xiao Jian didn't think much about it, nodded his head, and agreed. Unexpectedly, Asika beside him was not happy.

"I said, what do you mean by sending leaves to others? This love token can't be so simple, right?"

"Leaves?" "Token of love?" As soon as he heard Asika's inexplicable words, Xiao Jian suddenly burst out with a black line. As for thinking about the problem so seriously, but he was too embarrassed to refute it directly, so he had to say, "You like this leaf too?" Why don't I give you a piece too?"

"I'm not rare, if you want to give me something, it has to be different from Cilicel. Asika pouted, twisted her head to the side, and muttered quietly.