Chapter 12

This sound came suddenly, but it came just right again. It was like a cuckoo crow in the chaotic duck crowing, and everyone's noise stopped suddenly.

Hao Meng, who was very angry and felt ashamed, was about to leave. At this time, she couldn't help standing in amazement.

Wang Jie looked out of the window at the steaming fog on the lake and the lonely boat. An indescribable sadness came to his heart.

When rob told him about Yue Ji, he said that the instrument is sung by people. No matter what instrument or song, it is not as important as the musician's heart.

"Woo..."

The sound of the flute rises again. This time it is no longer abrupt, but a gentle swallowing.

Wang Jie sat there, slightly closed his eyes, his face was as calm as water, and his fingers moved lightly.

This flute sound seems to have a kind of magic, which makes all listeners instantly seem to enter a magical realm.

Some people seem to see a cluster of youhuang, and their beloved dances alone under the moon.

Some people, however, seem to be on a desert sandbar, facing the wind alone.

Some people, vaguely back to the old days, the merry go round is a childhood joke.

Some people seem to dream of wasted years, lonely and old in a cold bed in a foreign land.

"Woo..."

Such as resentment, such as admiration, such as weeping, such as complaint, suddenly, the sound of the flute changed color, a euphemism, pulled everyone back.

Wang Kai opened his eyes and his face was full of self-confidence.

The original hoarse flute became lively. Normally speaking, the sound of the flute is like sadness, but the sound of the flute is abnormal at this time, which makes people feel hot-blooded. With a sound, it was like a vast sea of bamboo rustling; Two sounds, such as thousands of layers of waves rolling and beating stones; Three times, among thousands of troops and horses, the good general went straight to the enemy camp

When the only boat on the lake outside the window disappeared into the fog, Wang Jie hung down the emerald flute and murmured, "blue moon, yellow sand, cloud rolling knife, green boots and white armour.

After drinking, the three fighting heroes go to kill ten steps and dye their robes.

Not chasing the rosy sun by fame, refusing to hand over the powerful to knot elk roe deer.

Draw a bow to shoot the Canary angrily, and ride a red makeup to escape carefree. "

A song, evocative into a dream, a poem, awakens all sentient beings.

When Wang Jie floated down from the windowsill, everyone in the theater was still petrified.

Hao Meng was stunned and completely dizzy.

Ouyang Han looked dispirited, his face twisted and almost cried.

The people in the private room upstairs did not know when they stood by the column, and their eyes twinkled with strange brilliance.

Several old men and women trembled, their lips trembled, and raised their fingers to Wang Jie: "you... What music are you playing? Xiao is a sad rhyme, Xiao is a sad rhyme, but how can you... "

Wang Jie asked, "who won?"

"This..." several old men and women looked pale and bowed their heads. As for the old lady who began to sneer at Wang Jie just now, she hasn't stood up since Wang Jie played. She saw her whole body trembling, and there was a pool of urine under the chair seat... She murmured, "it's impossible!"

"Good!"

At this moment, Hao Meng, who has been relieved, suddenly shouted. She was even a little proud for the moment, because the poor guy was brought in by herself.

When she shouted, all the stiff people reacted, "it's so nice!"

"Yes, I just felt like I had a dream!"

"There is a day in the sky!"

……

"They don't say, you say!" Wang robbed Ouyang Han and said, "who won?"

Ouyang Han's face was black and blue. He looked in a trance and said, "poor... Poor man, don't push an inch. I said you win, you win, you lose, you lose!"

"Hehe! Forget it, I didn't want your approval! " The king shrugged and smiled contemptuously.

"You won!"

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation upstairs: "you not only won, but also everyone present has a sense of music under you."

The voice was neither stiff nor soft, but it was very pleasant.

Wang Jie looked up and saw a man standing in the dim light of the private room. From the exquisite posture, he should be a woman, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Thank you!"

Wang Jie smiled politely and nodded.

Just then, suddenly the telephone rang.

Wang Jie carelessly took out his broken phone. Unexpectedly, it was Dad!

The old guy couldn't see anyone for several days. The phone was turned off and the text message didn't return. Wang Jie was worried for several days.

Wang robber was about to go out to answer the phone. At this time, the woman upstairs said, "hold on, can you know the name of this song?"

Wang Jie was stunned and said seriously, "it is said that Huan Yi, an ancient musician, wrote a song called" free travel "on his deathbed. However, it has been lost for a long time. My master is proficient in ancient laws and has collected pieces of music. And I like this song very much. I added two stanzas and it became. You can call it "free travel". Of course, I call it "wolf head up."

"Free travel? The wolf looked up? Ha ha, it's interesting. Su Sha becomes hot blood! " The people upstairs smiled faintly.

Wang Jie ignored anyone and hurried out to connect the phone.

"Old man, do you know to call back? I thought you died under which pomegranate skirt? "

"Little boy, I have three thousand Royal daughters. You know that! What strength do I have? "

"Shit, don't blow it. You'll be single all your life. What are you doing! Where the hell are you? "

"You don't care where I am. I ask you, did you break up with the Liu family?"

Wang Jie and Lai blind came so quickly. They fooled around with each other. They didn't look like father and son at all. However, Wang Jie was full of gratitude to Lai blind man from his heart. Of course, there was a little worship and fear.

It seems that the old man already knows his business from Uncle Niu. Wang Jie can't help but feel a little weak and muttered, "Dad, why do you have to let me and the Liu family..."

"Little boy, I don't care about anything else, Dad. You must listen to me about this. Of course, if you break up with me, I won't care!" The old man is obviously angry!

"Dad, don't be angry!"

"Go to Liu's house right away and remember, pick up your tail and be a man."

"Shall I go to Liu's house? You are old and crazy. I have written all the letters of divorce! "

"Don't fart. You can't divorce until you get married. Are you married? Don't worry, Master Liu won't embarrass you. In short, you must recognize this marriage, otherwise, i... I'll kill myself! "

Wang Jie was speechless for a while, pondered for a moment, and whispered, "my mother is gone..."

"I know that!" Lai sighed, "you don't have to think about anything, and you don't have to worry about it."

"So... Are you in Yancheng?"

"What? Boy, are you finally willing to mention Yan city? "

"Forget it, when I didn't say!" Wang Jie's face was cold.

The blind man Lai seemed to feel the change of Wang Jie's mood. He paused for a moment and suddenly said, "son, you are old. That card is under the innermost floor tile of the shop. You can do whatever you want, but remember, a gentleman hides his weapon in his body and moves when the time comes. Don't be anxious. "

The old man was rare and deep. He hung up the phone. Wang Jie was at a loss for a moment. What does Dad mean? At first, he was no longer a father and son, but released himself in the way of dialogue between men and men?

Just stunned, the phone rang again. Wang Jie thought it was dad who wanted to say something again. He connected it without looking.

Who knows, Liu Shan's voice came over the phone: "Wang Jie, in an hour, you must appear in Grandpa's villa, otherwise, you and your father's store are waiting to be changed into a public toilet!"

With that, Wang Jie hung up before he spoke.

"Mom pull a Bazi, little girl, sooner or later I......" Wang Jie didn't hold back and scolded a dirty word.

The letter of divorce was written by myself. At that time, the crazy words were said by myself. At this time, wouldn't you slap yourself in the face?

But there was no way. He had to listen to Lai blind. Besides, Dad's store was still in Liu Shan's hands.

"Poor man, why are you running so fast!" At this time, Hao Meng came out, rushed to Wang Jie and said, "unexpectedly, you are still hidden!"

"You all sound OK?" Wang Jie grinned and recovered his two skin face.

"Make do!" Hao Meng pretended and said, "it's really blind to the music corresponding to your image!"

But the colorful girl immediately ridiculed, "is this OK? Meng Meng, you are not objective! Although this man is poor, two lengs and three cheeky, the music just now is so beautiful! Don't you see that even the eldest miss of the Chu family spoke highly? "

"Miss Chu?" Wang is a little confused.

"You don't know!" The colorful girl whispered, "it's the one who talks to you in the private room upstairs! The leader of Chu's entertainment, a subsidiary of Chu's chaebol, you don't know how many artists in Cloud City are held by her! Oh, by the way, you left in a hurry and didn't see a good play. Ouyang Han proposed to Chu Qian just now, but Chu Qian refused. The scene is always embarrassing. You have to be careful. Ouyang Han must hate you! "

Wang Jie said with a light smile, "aren't you Ouyang Han's fans? Why suddenly I don't support him at all! "

"Hey, hey, in the future, you are my fan. No, no, I am your fan!" The colorful head sister said with a bad smile, "Ouyang Han should leave it to Hao Meng!"

"Why!" Hao Meng hurriedly said, "Wang Jie, but I brought it out..."

The two little girls chattered. Wang Jie was not in the mood to talk any more. He said to Hao Meng, "it's your free time now. I'll do something. I'll find you before dark. According to Uncle Hao's instructions, you must go home!"

With that, Wang Jie was ready to rush to Liu's house.

Unexpectedly, there was a crazy roar behind him: "son of a bitch, you ruined my reputation, ruined my great event, and I killed you..."