The show prepared by the two fat men turned out to be four little swans.
But because there are two people, they become two little swans.
The same face and bulky figure made everyone present laugh. Although Blind Chen couldn't see it, he could imagine it by listening to the heavy breathing and some movements.
Even the corners of Zhang Qiling's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"When Big Brother was still on our honeymoon with us, Lao Hu and I watched it. It was quite interesting."
Some of the moves were a bit difficult, and both fat guys were gasping for breath. Angry.
"After the two fat guys have warmed up, it's my turn." Blind Chen took out the erhu that he hadn't used for a long time.
The classic "Er Quan Ying Yue" was played. Blind Chen devoted his life's ups and downs and the desolation and pain of the world to this performance.
After the song ended, the two fat men shook their heads, but it sounded a bit too sad.
Lin Ruoyan was brought back memories by the erhu. Her teacher saw that she was very talented and often took her backstage when she was on stage.
She became familiar with the masters of the musical instrument troupe, and they were all willing to teach her. She would teach this and that, and she learned some instruments in a simple way.
But her ashtray broke not only her father's head, but also her academic career.
He went directly to the teacher's house... and said that his daughter should not be taught such low-level things.
What is the difference between this and scolding her mentor in person?
When her stepmother told her that she rushed to the teacher’s house, the teacher was nowhere to be seen.
She could only kowtow and apologize outside the door without saying goodbye.
Regardless of her father's objections, she moved away from the home that suffocated her, and her personality gradually became more cheerful, but she kept those past deep in her heart.
"Ruoyan, Ruoyan." Zhang Qiling saw her staring blankly at one place, her eyes far away, and shouted in a low voice. Her expression always made him uneasy.
"Sister, sister." The fat man opposite was also shouting.
"I just said, old man, you are so sad during the Chinese New Year." Wang Yueban on the side shook his head and said.
"Erquan Yingyue is not a very sad famous song, it is just a problem with the sound of the erhu.
A master teacher I had contact with before also told me a jingle."
< p> Thinking of this, Lin Ruoyan, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but smile nostalgically."Ten years of flute and a hundred years of flute, an erhu breaks the waist, a thousand years of pipa and ten thousand years of zither, the whole play ends with the sound of the suona."
"Isn't the suona the most powerful? ?" Wang Yueban's eyes lit up.
"Well, it's very powerful. It's called a rogue instrument." Lin Ruoyan said with a smile.
Blind Chen also smiled when he thought of the sound of the suona.stand up.
"Miss Xiao Lin is right. Any musical instrument becomes a foil when it comes to the suona."
"What's wrong, Erpang, you still want to learn? Let's fight against each other." "Why are you doing all this elegant stuff? Are you telling the tomb owner?" The fat man was a little confused when he saw his interest.
"What a good idea. Take some of someone else's things and play a funeral song for them. This is called reciprocity." Wang Yueban became more and more interested in learning after he said it.
"What a great idea. You're blowing up the rice dumplings again. Girl, I don't care about him. You can sing and dance and come up with a show. Everyone here today has it." The fat man ignored him. , turned to Lin Ruoyan and said.
"Forget it about singing and dancing. Without music to accompany you, you can't have any fun singing or dancing."
Lin Ruoyan didn't want to sing or dance early in the morning. Besides, those were just for fun. Only then can I feel it.
"Music? The blind man has it." The blind man returned to the house and took out the violin he had prepared.
The breath of Zhang Qiling beside him became lowered, and Lin Ruoyan noticed the change in his mood and said.
"No, I'll use the old man's erhu. The classics are too difficult to play, but some simple ones are fine."
Lin Ruoyan refused, she didn't want the little one to play Brother is not happy.
"I didn't expect Miss Xiao Lin to know how to play Erhu?" Blind Chen handed over the Erhu in his hand.
"I have learned a little bit." Lin Ruoyan's thoughts also dropped.
After tuning and setting the strings, a piece of distant wind came out of her hands. This was a rare and pleasant piece of music that could relax her mind and escape many unpleasant things.
A soft violin sound sounded midway.
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Lin Ruoyan stopped playing the erhu in surprise.
His talent is so good?
She only pulled it once and could pull it out again accurately.
There were some incorrect syllables, but he adjusted them to make them more harmonious.
Musicians, this talent is buried in the grave.
She won’t show off her shame anymore.
"Ruo Yan..." Zhang Qiling held her hand.
Lin Ruoyan returned the erhu to Blind Chen and asked him sideways: "Brother, do you want to perform a show later?"
"Okay." He can perform The only one left was Wu. He glanced at the blind man again, got up and went to get the ancient sword in the room.
With the melodious sound of the violin, Lin Ruoyan went to see the blind man, who had a tall body and the lower half of his face under sunglasses had strong lines.
He put away his smile, and under his cynical appearance, he lowered his eyebrows and played the violin on his shoulder.
I didn’t expect that he also has a tough and tender artistic side, but the pair of sunglasses diluted the image and made him look likeA performer who wants money.
"Old Hei didn't expect that." Fatty and Wang Yueban marveled at this.
Blind Chen did not expect that among the men who went to the grave, there was one who could play a Western instrument so well after just one listen.
"Little girl, this piece of music is pretty good. What's it called?" The blind man put down his violin.
"Yuanfeng, actually using panpipes or flutes can better restore the distance and longing in the music." Lin Ruoyan answered truthfully.
Zhang Qiling, who came back, happened to hear the conversation between the two and his face dropped.
He suddenly felt that he could learn suona with Wang Yueban.
The ancient black gold sword turned in his hand, and then his steps matched the movements of the sword. The speed was so fast that it flickered in and out, making it difficult to catch the trajectory of the movement.
The smile on the corner of the black blind man's mouth disappeared again, and the mute Zhang's martial arts improved a lot, to the point where he could no longer clearly see his sword skills.
"So handsome." Lin Ruoyan and the two fat men said in unison.
Zhang Qiling's moves became more and more fierce, and the sword was majestic. The last move swept forward and landed in front of the black blind man's face. The wind of the sword rushed his hair to both sides.
The black blind man's smile remained unchanged, and he stretched out his palm to push the blade away casually.
"Mute Zhang, are you testing the blind man's on-the-spot reaction ability?"
Zhang Qiling did not speak, but just withdrew the knife.
"Brother, I'm still at a bit of a disadvantage when it comes to melee combat. It will be great when I can catch up with your reflexes."
Lin Ruoyan held her chin, the Sanshui incident made her It was a big loss. If it had been my younger brother, I probably wouldn't have been able to stab him at all.
Zhang Qiling...remembered the two times he was pinched unconscious by her before. It was the only two times in his life that he fell into her hands.
I don’t want to teach him anymore, and I will use it against him after I learn it.
But then I thought about it, I still have to learn the existence of the nine sects of the Wang family.
Just say, "I will teach you when I have time."
"Brother, Er Fatty and I can also follow suit." Fatty and Wang Yueban looked at it expectantly he.
Zhang Qiling nodded.
The sumptuous lunch at noon was prepared by two fat men. Not long after the meal, Xueli Yang and Hu Bayi came back.
I was a little surprised to hear that they were leaving tomorrow, but I understood that they really had no relatives to visit for New Year greetings.
With the addition of the two of them, the evening became more lively. The fat man talked about the New Year's gifts from the Jie family, and more emphatically about the girl's hosta.
Worrying that the girl was still there, Hu Bayi pointed at him angrily without saying anything.
After the show, Zhang Qiling found him and told him again about entrusting him with returning the hosta.
Hu Bayi understood his thoughts and solemnly agreeddown.