Sinful Marriage

With the sound of the piano, several people buckled their ears and then approached a few steps.

Obviously it's a guitar, but Wang Lei pops up the feeling of zither. Are we all playing fake guitars? These people walked in and looked. They were sure that the guy in Wang Lei's hand had only six strings.

The melody at the beginning sounds very simple. Several small notes beat continuously for about a second with a single tone.

After repeated for about three or four times, the rhythm began to accelerate surprisingly.

It seemed to accelerate to the limit. With a stroke of Wang Lei's five fingers, the melodious melody gushed out like running water. Ma Li, who was closer, even had goose bumps.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would think that the six strings couldn't play this effect at all.

Only yunshang knows that Wang Lei plays his guitar very well. When he was in college, he was the head of the classical guitar club. His Chunjiang flower moon night is a reserved program for various parties held by the school.

He hasn't thrown much these years. He often plays at home. The skills of yunshang playing guitar are taught by Wang Lei.

The five fingers formed an illusion, and the classical Chinese painting seemed to unfold in front of us. With the fierce melody gradually slowing down, the Ding Dong clear spring also slowed down in the mountains.

The breeze on both sides of the mountain is gentle, and a leisurely pastoral landscape is presented in my mind.

The stream turns into a river, then into a river, rolling and flowing. The melody changes from bright to passionate, and finally becomes magnificent and magnificent.

Wang Lei's five finger wheel moves, and his body fluctuates up and down with the movement. His performance is publicized, powerful and full of passion.

Yunshang realized in a trance that she had missed a lot of memories. For example, she sat next to Wang Lei and listened to him play the guitar quietly.

Habit is really a terrible thing. I'm good at grinding all good things into habit in the long river of time.

Like the notes of the guitar jumping out of Wang Lei's hands, when he worked in the express company, he would play the guitar for a while every day when he came home, sometimes to her. Later, Binbin became the most loyal audience.

In the University seven years ago, yunshang was so close to Wang Lei as it is today. He was brought into the world every second by Wang Lei's guitar with his eyes closed.

I don't know when to start. She listens more, gets used to it and ignores it. Sometimes she feels that Wang Lei has time to play the guitar. It's better to take her and her children out for a walk.

It was only a long time before she heard the familiar guitar sound again. Yunshang realized that it was also an enjoyment to listen to him playing the guitar so quietly as long as two people were together.

Lost, give up, can you come back? Yunchang didn't think about it at the moment. She just wanted to listen.

The little wheel refers to jumping from one string to another. The clouds open their eyes and look up at the night sky. The sound of the piano depicts the scene of the moon falling on the spring river.

The moonlit night is not silent, the river is flowing, and frogs and insects are noisy by the river. In the quiet, with the unyielding touch of life, the notes under Wang Lei's fingers slowly pour out.

No matter how long the movement is, there will always be an end. When a song ends, there will be no real detour.

Wang Lei lowered his head and put his hands on the string. The cloud clothes opposite him raised his neck, and his upturned feet beat silently. It seems that the music is not over yet.

Aesthetic sculpture is not as good as this. Time solidifies and the moment is eternal.

"Pop pop"

Lin Zi Yang clapped his hands and awakened everyone from the unclear artistic conception. Applause broke out one after another.

Wang Lei looked up at him and wanted to swear. He didn't want to scold Lin Ziyang, but everyone except yunshang.

MMP, just now I coughed, you want to die like relatives. Now Lin Zi and Yang take the lead in destroying the atmosphere. You still hold his smelly feet. Who did I provoke?

"What's the name of this song?"

"No culture," Moonlight on the Spring River "Bai Mingming explained, as if he had just played the music.

Yang Chuang snorted and smiled, "what's your level?"

"There's nothing comparable. It's classical and elegant art. I that... "Bai Mingming said a truth:" it's impossible to give him this. "

"That's great!"

Mary nodded approvingly, "I'm fascinated! I feel that my soul has been baptized. By the way, you really can't play and sing? "

They are all students who have never wandered around in society. These people really have no bad thoughts. Being able to attend the communication university is more or less influenced by the cultural atmosphere there, and most people have a little literary atmosphere.

Wang Lei smiled: "you can get pregnant by listening to Yang Chuang playing and singing. If I sing you a song, you can have an abortion directly!"

"A dog can't spit out ivory." Just got a good impression of Wang Lei and was immediately lifted up by his angry five Buddhas.

"All right, the foreplay is almost over. Let's enter the formal game."

Wang Lei interposed: "let me ask, you always talk about foreplay. Do you understand what the biggest meaning of these two words is?"

"What?" Mary's face was confused B. she only vaguely saw the word occasionally in a book. She felt very model and used it. She was as pure as a little white flower. She really didn't understand what these two words meant.

Except for her, everyone is laughing. Some boys laugh with great exaggeration. For example, Yang Chuang is jumping and patting his thigh.

Su Xiaodan quickly pulled her aside and whispered to her for a long time. Looking at Ma Li's face, she pointed to Wang Lei and said angrily, "you are shameless and obscene."

Wang Lei innocently spread out his hands: "what's the matter with me? Do you understand the meaning of foreplay? Then explain to me that if you want to bite me to death, you have to let me be an understanding ghost? "

"You... You... You play hooligans anyway." Mary stamped her feet anxiously.

"All right, all right, Wang Lei, you are a big man. Do you have a sense of achievement to bully a little girl?" Meng Yuan, as Mary's best friend, came out to denounce, and then said to Mary, "start your game quickly. It's almost nine o'clock!"

"The last game is wine tasting. As you can see, the labels of these wines have been taken down! You can taste it carefully and distinguish the taste of these red wines. If you can say something, you will be rewarded. "

"What reward?"

"A movie ticket for the love train tomorrow night."

Although the reward is very general, everyone is still willing to participate. Whether the reward is not important, the important atmosphere and style. Listen, wine tasting, high-end atmosphere, high-grade.

Ma Li felt that yunshang and Lin Zi Yang must be able to say something. Wang Bo and Gao Peng had good family conditions and more supervisors. They could also support a scene. Others, including Su Xiaodan, were choking and could say one, two or three.

"I'll give you a demonstration first."

Wang Lei rolled his eyes. If you do a demonstration, just do it. Why do you look at me?