One Step Fairy Dust

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"I bought it back, Lao Guo. If you don't play well, don't blame me for beating you. Shit, 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 others were listening attentively and joking, waiting for the door of the private room to be pushed open suddenly , Gu Mingwei, who was holding a red flute, came in and shouted.

Well, all of a sudden, the private room became quiet, and then all the people laughed and looked at Gu Mingwei. This guy's hair and body were wet, he was still panting heavily, and he had a depressed expression on his face. embarrassed,

"Thanks for your hard work." Guo Zhengyang stood up with a smile, looked at the flute in Gu Mingwei's hand, and saw clearly at a glance that it was a bamboo flute, and it was a very good-looking bamboo flute.

"Is it raining outside?" Yang Guangtao also looked at Gu Mingwei in surprise, and Gu Mingwei said depressedly, "Damn, it didn't rain when I went out, but it started when I came out of the supermarket. It's not too young. I'm so depressed."

While complaining, Gu Mingwei handed the flute to Guo Zhengyang, while the others gloated and made fun of Gu Mingwei.

"Okay, stop arguing, let Guo Zhengyang play a song for us, if he can't play it well, we really have to beat him up."

"You really expect him to blow it up, just wait and see the joke."

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

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After laughing and joking with Gu Mingwei, several young men and women looked at Guo Zhengyang again, and Guo Zhengyang just sat back on the sofa, played with the flute for a few times, put the flute to his mouth, and tried to play it. few times.

These few times were just auditions, the sound was not good, and some of them were harsh and unpleasant, which shocked the expecting crowd. Guo Zhengyang nodded to them after another burst of laughing and cursing, " It was just an audition."

After saying a word, a flash of nostalgia suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This nostalgia is a nostalgia for a certain person, and it is also a nostalgia for a previous life.

After reminiscing for a moment, he adjusted his mood again. When several people were waiting impatiently, Guo Zhengyang grabbed the flute and started playing.

In an instant, an ethereal and melodious flute sound resounded in the private room, and it was only one sound. Yang Guangtao and others who were talking impatiently suddenly fell silent.

Because, this flute sounds really nice.

It seemed that he could grasp the weakest place in the heart in an instant, and people couldn't help being shocked, and their emotions began to flutter along with the sound of the flute.

And then, the ethereal and melodious sound of the flute gradually spread, and a faint desolation and sadness appeared unconsciously. With the sound of the flute, it quietly entered everyone's heart, and the few people who were calmed down by the sound of the flute People also 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 was ethereal and clear, yet it carried the magical power to paralyze the beating of the heart. A little bit melodious and melodious, a trace of unconcealable sadness gradually appeared in Guo Zhengyang's eyes.

As a casual cultivator, walking on the avenue of changing fate against the sky is really too difficult and too painful. Every time I risk my life to fight with monsters and return with a body covered in bruises, the reason is, maybe They are just a few low-grade spiritual weapons that can be discarded casually in the eyes of others.

And on the road of fighting, I met a few close friends, and in a blink of an eye, I don't know who has become the food in the mouth of the monster, the belly, and the death without a place to die. Who knows the sadness?

As a casual cultivator, I worked hard all my life, and finally made my way out in the spiritual realm. I had just been promoted to a real person, and before I could feel proud, I was killed by an unknown strong man, and was wiped out in the blink of an eye. .

That kind of heartache, that kind of unwillingness, who knows?

Father, mother, grandfather, relatives passed away one by one, and even the elder sister who loved her the most was tortured and devastated by fate. There is almost no home in the vast world that can accommodate his feelings. Who can feel the pain? ?

Yang Zhiming, a burly man who was affectionate and righteous to him and almost treated him as his own brother, was willing to save him at any cost to save him from death several times, but because he offended a sect disciple unintentionally, a slight Impulsiveness caused him to be captured and put into an evil treasure to endure the uninterrupted torture of eternal life. When he wanted to save him, but tried so hard that he couldn't even see the other party's face, he was almost beaten by that man's lackeys. Who can understand the sadness and anger of being beaten to death?

Song Yiyi, that stubborn woman who was obedient to him and had a secret heart, but he always found her annoying and never had any love for her. Who can help him share even a little bit of the regret and annoyance that he would not hesitate to blew himself up in exchange for a chance to escape under the constant pursuit?

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Familiar events of the past, faces that seemed familiar and sometimes unfamiliar, kept echoing in his mind, accompanied by the clean and disturbing sound of the flute, drifting away softly and gracefully, but Guo Zhengyang's eyes unconsciously appeared Little tears.

A song of sadness and music, pouring out bits and pieces.

In the entire private room, the men and women who sat near or far away from Guo Zhengyang gradually had their eyes blurred with tears. Of course they or they did not understand Guo Zhengyang's distress, he did not understand Guo Zhengyang's injury, nor did he know his sadness, anger and regret.

However, the sound of the flute seems to have infinite magic power, tightly grasping the softest emotion in a person's heart, infinitely magnified, infinitely expanded, and it broke the hearts of several boys and girls listening to it.

Unknowingly, Zhao Ke, Wen Xinya and others suddenly sobbed softly, and even a few boys heard it quietly, with a heartbroken expression, in silence.

Until the end of the song, there was still silence in the private room, only sporadic sobbing.

After Guo Zhengyang also put down the flute, he was stunned for a moment, then quietly reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.

"What's the matter with you guys? What are you all doing blankly?" Looking at Yang Guangtao and the others with a light smile, Guo Zhengyang sighed in his heart. He lost his composure, lost his composure. He didn't expect to just relax. After finally cultivating to the peak of the mid-term gathering of spirits, before facing the catastrophe, he really needs to relax a bit so that he can face the catastrophe in the best state.

But he didn't expect that being pulled over by a few roommates to sing would turn into a performance, but as soon as he grabbed the flute in his hand and played the familiar music, all the feelings and memories inevitably emerged.

This also made him pour his heart and soul into it naturally, not only made the corners of his eyes glisten with tears, but even a few girls cried when they heard it, and several roommates now all looked distressed and hurt.

Here, where is this still fun and relaxation?

After Guo Zhengyang opened his mouth, not far away, Zhao Ke, Wen Xinya and other women who were only sobbing softly were startled suddenly. Wen Xinya and Zhao Ke went to wipe their tears and sat up straight, while Liu Fang suddenly turned from sobbing to crying loudly, but Yang Xin was still in a daze, as if she didn't hear Guo Zhengyang's words at all.

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

"It's so nice, you play it so well..."

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

"It sounds good! Damn, what the hell, what tune are you playing? I've never heard such a beautiful flute in my life."

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Some were in a daze, some were crying loudly, but Zhao Ke and Wen Xinya, who were awakened, spoke one after another, either with shocked expressions on their faces, or with expressions of disbelief like a ghost.

"Crazy, old Guo, you're crazy. You can play this flute so well. I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, I was completely overwhelmed by you."

Among the three boys, Yang Guangtao was the one who woke up. He yelled strangely, and then ran to Guo Zhengyang with a dumbfounded face. They were discussing the strength of individuals between monks and ordinary people. The gap between gods and ants, but music does not have this boundary.

The piece played by Guo Zhengyang is not ostentatious or intense, just the ethereal and elegant sound of the flute, which is melodious and melodious, with strands of sadness and sadness that go straight to the hearts of the people. irresistible.

Yang Guangtao had never heard a flute solo before, but this one really shocked him.

As far as modern people are bombarded by various music and combined instruments in turn, they should have a strong resistance to music, but just such a bamboo flute solo really stupefied him, even after the sound of the flute dissipated. The sound of the flute still seemed to be lingering in his heart. The clean and clear sound of the flute made him unable to escape from the sadness and choking.

This song should only exist in the sky, how often do we have to hear it in the world?

At this moment, Yang Guangtao was really stunned by Guo Zhengyang's shock. He really didn't know how to describe the beauty of this song.

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