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"I bought it back, Lao Guo, if you don't play it well, don't blame me for beating you, wipe it, this flute cost me more than 100 yuan." ”

More than 20 minutes later, in the KTV, Wen Xinya was singing a sweet and soft cheerful music, while the others were listening attentively, some were laughing, and when the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, Gu Mingwei, who was holding a red flute, walked in, and shouted when he opened his mouth.

Yes, all of a sudden, the private room quieted down, and then several people all smiled and looked at Gu Mingwei, this guy's hair and body were wet, and he was panting, and with a depressed expression, he looked really embarrassed,

"Thank you. Guo Zhengyang got up with a smile and glanced at the flute in Gu Mingwei's hand, but at a glance he saw that this was a bamboo flute, and it was a very good-looking bamboo flute.

"It's raining outside?" Yang Guangtao also looked at Gu Mingwei in surprise, and Gu Mingwei said depressedly, "Damn, I didn't go down when I went out, I just came out of the supermarket, it's not small, I'm depressed." ”

In the complaint, Gu Mingwei handed the flute to Guo Zhengyang, and the others all gloated and joked about Gu Mingwei.

"Okay, stop arguing, let Guo Zhengyang blow a song for us, if he doesn't blow well, he really has to beat him up. ”

"You really expect him to blow it so well, wait and see the joke. ”

"Haha, that's not necessarily, just listen to it. ”

............

After hee-hee haha teased Gu Mingwei a few words, several young men and women looked at Guo Zhengyang again, and Guo Zhengyang just sat back on the sofa, grabbed the flute and played with it a few times, before putting the flute to his mouth and trying to blow it a few times.

These few times are just auditions, the sound is not good, and a few of them are very harsh and ugly, which startled everyone who was looking forward to it, and in another burst of laughter and scolding over there, Guo Zhengyang nodded at a few people, "It was just an audition just now." ”

As he spoke, a trace of remembrance suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This remembrance is the remembrance of a certain person, and it is also the remembrance of the previous life.

After remembering for a while, he adjusted his mood again, and when several people were waiting a little impatiently, Guo Zhengyang grabbed the flute and began to play.

In an instant, an ethereal and melodious flute sound sounded in the private room, and it was only a sound, and Yang Guangtao and the others, who were impatiently talking something, suddenly quieted down.

Because, this flute is really good.

It seems that in an instant, you can grasp the weakest inch of the human heart, which makes people can't help but feel shocked, and their emotions begin to flutter with the sound of the flute.

And then, the ethereal and melodious flute also gradually spread, a light desolation, sadness appeared unconsciously, with the sound of the flute quietly settled in everyone's heart, the flute was calmed down by the few people gradually began to sit down slowly, all quietly staring at Guo Zhengyang, staring at the beautiful bamboo flute outside the red lips and white teeth, and their thoughts were flying.

The sound of the flute is ethereal and thorough, but with a magic that makes people's hearts paralyzed, a little tactful and melodious, Guo Zhengyang's eyes gradually filled with a trace of sourness that could not be concealed.

As a casual cultivator, walking on the avenue of changing one's life against the sky, the process is really too difficult, and it is too bitter, every time I risk my life to fight with demon beasts, and return with a body full of scaly wounds, in order to, it may just be a few inferior spiritual weapons that can be discarded in the eyes of others.

And on the road of fighting, I met a few close friends, and in the blink of an eye, I don't know who has become the food in the mouth of the demon beast, the thing in the belly, and there is no place to bury the dead, that kind of sadness, who understands?

As a casual cultivator, he worked hard all his life, and finally found a way out in the spiritual realm, and he had just been promoted to a real person, and before he had time to raise his eyebrows, he was affected by the aftermath of the fight of an unknown powerhouse, and he was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

That kind of distress, that kind of unwillingness, who understands?

Father, mother, grandfather, one by one relatives passed away, even the eldest sister who loved her the most, was tortured and destroyed in fate, and there was almost no home in the vast world that could accommodate his feelings, that kind of distress, who can understand?

Yang Zhiming, a burly man who is affectionate and righteous to him, almost treats him as his own brother, several times when he almost died, he was willing to save him at the cost of injury, but because he inadvertently offended a disciple of the sect, a slight impulse caused him to be caught and put into the evil treasure to endure the eternal and uninterrupted destruction, and when he wanted to save, but he tried his best to not even see the other party's face, he was almost killed and disabled by that person's lackeys, that kind of sadness and anger, who can understand?

Song Yiyi, the stubborn woman who is obedient to him and secretly promises her, but he always annoys her, and has never divided a point of aiqing, but she is such a woman, under the pursuit of a demon beast comparable to a real human realm, she does not hesitate to blow up her body in exchange for a chance for him to escape, that kind of regret and chagrin, who can help him share even a point?

............

Familiar past events, familiar and unfamiliar faces, constantly echoing in his mind, accompanied by a clean and chaotic flute sound, gently and elegantly drifting, Guo Zhengyang's eyes were unconsciously filled with a little tears.

A piece of music, bits and pieces of pouring.

In the whole private room, the men and women sitting in Guo Zhengyang's distant or near places gradually blurred their tears, they or they, of course, don't understand Guo Zhengyang's distress, don't understand Guo Zhengyang's injury, and don't know his sorrow, anger and regret.

However, this flute sound seems to have infinite magic, firmly grasping the softest emotions in a person's heart, infinitely amplified, infinitely expanded, and heartbroken for several boys and girls to listen to.

Unconsciously, Zhao Ke, Wen Xinya and others suddenly sobbed softly, and even a few boys listened quietly, with a heartbroken expression, silent.

Until the end of the song, the private room was still quiet, and there were only sporadic sobs.

Guo Zhengyang was also stunned for a moment after putting down the flute, and then quietly reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, and then a shallow smile appeared on his face.

"What's wrong with you, what are you doing in a daze?" chuckled and looked at Yang Guangtao and the others, Guo Zhengyang sighed in his heart, he lost his temper, he lost his temper, he didn't expect to be just ready to relax, after all, he had worked hard to cultivate for so long, and finally cultivated to the peak of the middle stage of the Gathering Spirit, so before facing the Heavenly Tribulation, he really had to relax in order to face the Heavenly Tribulation in the best state.

But he didn't expect to be pulled over by a few roommates to sing, and it would evolve to the point that he had to perform, and as soon as he grabbed the flute in his hand and blew out the familiar music, all feelings and memories inevitably emerged.

This also made him pour his heart into it very naturally, not only did tears flash in the corners of his eyes, but even several girls cried, and several roommates now all looked distressed and sad.

This, where is this still fun and relaxing?

And after Guo Zhengyang spoke, not far away, Zhao Ke and Wen Xinya, who were originally just sobbing carefully, were suddenly startled, startled, Wen Xinya and Zhao Ke went directly to wipe their tears and sat up straight, while Liu Fang suddenly changed from sobbing to crying loudly, but Yang Xin was still stunned, and didn't seem to hear Guo Zhengyang's words at all.

As for the reactions of several boys, some woke up and some were in a daze, and some silently wiped their tears.

"It's so good, you're blowing it so well......"

"Guo Zhengyang, you did it on purpose, I was made to cry by you, oh my God, it's incredible, I was actually made to cry by your flute. ”

"Damn, what the hell, what kind of tune are you playing? I've never heard such a nice flute in my life. ”

............

Some people were demented, some people cried loudly, but Zhao Ke and Wen Xinya, who woke up, opened their mouths one after another, either with a shocked look of admiration or an expression of disbelief like a ghost.

"Crazy, Lao Guo, you are crazy, this flute is so good, I grass, I wipe, I don't know how to describe it, anyway, I was completely suppressed by you. ”

The three boys, it was Yang Guangtao who woke up, first screamed, and then ran to Guo Zhengyang, his face was dumbfounded, between monks and ordinary people, discussing the strength of the individual, the two sides are not at the same level at all, that is, the gap between the fairy and the ant, but music, there is no such boundary.

Guo Zhengyang's piece of music is not ostentatious, not intense, it is an ethereal and elegant flute sound, like a melodious with wisps of sadness and sorrow that go straight into the hearts of the people, and it becomes more and more intense between light and slow playing, until the evolution is almost irresistible.

Yang Guangtao had never heard a solo flute before, but this song really made him stupid.

To say that modern people, all kinds of music and combined instruments bombarded in turn, the resistance to music should be very strong, but just such a bamboo flute solo really stunned his whole person, even after the flute dissipated, the flute sound seemed to still linger in his heart, clean and thorough flute sound, so that he has not been able to get rid of that sadness and sorrow now.

This song should only be in the sky, how many times do you have to hear it in the world?

At this moment, Yang Guangtao was really stunned by Guo Zhengyang, the beauty of this song really made him not know how to describe it.

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