Raiders of the system to quickly wear cold handsome man

Chapter 474 Opening the plug-in and reversing the overhead piano and flute 4
Gong Qianqian shrugged her shoulders, it turns out that Cui's mother is such a philistine.

There are a lot of ancient songs in her mind, not to mention the cheat of Xibao. It will take her two days to find Mama Cui, but she just wants to go out for a stroll.

The next morning.

Gong Qianqian got dressed, took the bamboo flute in the room, hung it on her belt, and went out.

Mother Cui looked at the bamboo flute on Tang Qian's belt and didn't say anything more.

After successfully getting out of here, I have to say that the ancient air and modern air are really incomparable.

Not to mention the coolness in the early morning, you can always smell the fragrance of plants.

In modern times, none of these exist.

After buying a bowl of porridge and drinking it, she came to the riverside and sat on the ground, looking at the river and the sky, Gong Qianqian felt that this moment was very beautiful.

Only men have ever sat on the ground, but I have never seen women sitting on the ground directly. Some common people passing by the big willow tree by the river are talking about it.

Gong Qianqian didn't care about those voices either.

I don't know if it's because the body likes to play music or what, but Gong Qianqian really wants to take out the flute and play the notes.

Ten Zhiqianbai holds the bamboo flute like a pair of ornamental objects. His hands are white and tender, but the bamboo flute is green.

Holding the bamboo flute, like a modern person playing with a pen, he held the bamboo flute between his fingers and turned it around, and then put his hand on the hole of the bamboo flute, looking forward, thinking about ancient songs.

Close your eyes and enjoy the happiness brought by the Japanese wind and green leaves notes at this moment.

After thinking about it for a long time, I chose a song——Your Life Is Not Born.

I don't know where she got the feeling to choose this song.

This song is actually quite a sad song. Jun has reached the age of talking about marriage but he has not yet been born. When Jun is old and grows up, he cannot fall in love with him.

How sad.

The author explained it blindly, so don’t make complaints about it~
As the sun rose in the morning, the dewdrops on the grass evaporated, and the sound of Gong Qianqian's flute also poured out slowly.

Many people can't hear this kind of music at ordinary times, because they need money to go to the music workshop.

Ordinary people's homes have enough food and drink, which is already considered very good, so how can they have money to spend on this aspect.

Listening to the beautiful voice played by the woman by the river, the people around here stopped in their steps and stopped talking, as if they all merged into the sadness of the flute.

Everyone has musical cells, as for good or bad, it has to be cultivated the day after tomorrow.

The sound of the flute is different from singing. Some illiterate people can only hear the tone, but they don't know what it is expressing.

But at this moment, the slender figure leaning against the willow tree with an evil smile could clearly hear everything expressed in the flute.

"I was born before I was born, I am old when I was born

Hate not being born at the same time, Riri and Jun are good
When will we see the pure white clothes like feathers again
……

Sighing day and night long life provokes who admires
I wish to swing the sword beside you to bring down the red thorn flower
The setting sun on the long river reflects the past and the desolate face
The soul of the lonely smoke in the desert is annihilated with the wind
……

I can only hope to watch the bloody setting sun with you

I can only imagine white clothes flying
The hope you gave soars like a Sarang eagle
Difficult to pursue, hard to reach, wandering in dreams."

After the song was over, Gong Qianqian opened her glazed eyes, got up and turned around, and saw a man leaning against a tree looking at her with a half-smile.

I don't know when so many uh... people appeared around.

Looking at the man, Gong Qianqian watched him raise his eyebrows frivolously, and raised his eyebrows too, handsome guys and all.

(End of this chapter)