complacent

"I have a good idea." Adonis' tone was a little excited, and he didn't know how to express it.Finally, he poked twice on the small book in his hand: "Letmesee, Iwiltelyoualltomorrow."

Sun Yangyang drank four bottles of beer, which was the happiest moment when he was a little drunk.He patted the beauty on the shoulder, leaned over and whispered: "OK! Do you feel happy tonight?"

There was a lot of noise in the hall, and it was just a convenient habit for Sun Yangyang to talk in the past, besides, there was nothing wrong with the two brothers being nice.

Unexpectedly, Adonis turned his face sideways, and the distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed to a full ambiguity.

Sun Yangyang was dumbfounded.In front of him is a handsome face that is still flawless even after zooming in.The slender eyebrows, the straight roots, the deep and passionate eyes, the emerald-like color seems to have its own whirlpool of fascination, and it almost makes people fall into it at a glance...

"Yangyang?"

Sun Yangyang woke up from the dream, and immediately sat up straight with a huge reaction, blushing: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Adonis smiled very gentlemanly, without any teasing, even if it was kind: "Yes, Ifeelveryhappy, veryexciting!"

"Oh." Sun Yangyang responded honestly, a little ashamed and did not dare to look at the other person's eyes: "Just be happy..."

Lang Yifei beat the drum twice, successfully attracting everyone's attention: "Come on, let's choose a song that everyone is familiar with tonight, and perform it live. Award for the best performance! Penalty for flawed performance!"

The audience roared with laughter, and Rice scratched his neck and asked, "What's the reward? Can you tell me a daughter-in-law? Also, what's the punishment?"

"Ask that mushroom," Lang Yifei said to the only girl in the field, "See if she's willing to talk to you."

Rice's head was about to shake off: "No, no, please forgive me. That sister's aura is 1.8 meters, so small that she can't hold it at all."

Amidst the roar of laughter, Lang Yifei set the tone with a hammer: "The best performance will be rewarded with a bottle of beer. If the performance is flawed, two bottles of beer will be directly stewed without a break! That's it!"

At the beginning, some people rushed to the entrance of the stage eager to try, but more people still chose to wait and see.

After all, this kind of on-site arrangement and interpretation requires perfect cooperation with other people, and the difficulty factor of the game is too high.

Lang Yifei met with the three people on stage to discuss, then turned around and announced: "Take the Tiger Mountain out of their wits and fight the tiger up the mountain."

The uproar suddenly increased, including those who were excited and those who shook their heads.

"Sheep, come up!"

Sun Yangyang didn't expect to be called by name, so he pointed his nose with his backhand foolishly: "Me?"

"Jinghu banhu has been withdrawn, and you are left with an erhu. Emergency rescue is necessary." Lang Yifei said with a smile: "You can't be timid, it's okay, the big deal is that if you don't play well, I won't punish you for drinking."

Sun Yangyang thought for a while, then stood up and rolled up his sleeves neatly: "Come here, whoever is afraid will be a stick!"

Unexpectedly, Adonis got up and asked Sun Yangyang half a step behind: "May I?" Facing Sun Yangyang's puzzled gaze, the silver-haired beauty pointed generously at the violin that had never been claimed: "Violin. Icantry."

The place where the two stood instantly became the focus of the target, and Sun Yangyang asked uncertainly: "Peking opera?"

"Yes." Adonis nodded: "I am sure."

Everyone didn't expect that Wei Guoren, who didn't understand a single language, dared to challenge the most difficult live performance, which was the quintessence of Peking Opera. The applause and curious expectations instantly rose to almost bursting.

Sun Yangyang twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed at the violin, raised his voice and increased the volume: "Whose violin? Let me borrow it from my buddy."

Lang Yifei directly slapped the torreya, and said in a smug manner: "Just use it! Don't be polite! Our family just came back from Italian meat a few years ago!"

After receiving Sun Yangyang's affirmation, Adonis smiled, bent down gracefully and took out the violin from the case, tried the sound skillfully, and fine-tuned the strings.He nodded to the others to indicate that he was ready.

Sitting on the chair, Sun Yangyang watched Lang Yifei strike the first cymbal, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.It was an urge, a desire to do something.

He wants to do something seriously, just like what he told his father Sun Daqing.Let more young people see and like traditional Chinese things, and pass on those essences.

A little embarrassed.Sun Yangyang pursed his lips, his heart was beating fast, but it was impressive.

You can't do much by yourself, not to mention that it needs to be persistent and firm.Even if there is no light in the way ahead.He wants to try.

Icantry.

With his shoulders shaking slightly, Sun Yangyang made the first sound out of the gap.

"3-3235-53576-7676566535..."

The keyboard and flute were added in the third batch, almost at the same time.

Another person couldn't hold back, raised his leg and followed him onto the stage.It's Tie Sang Na Mushroom.

Afraid of disturbing the ensemble on stage, the girl made a face to everyone and pointed to her mouth, indicating that she was going to be the lead singer.

The initial connection and cooperation of the four instruments was still unfamiliar and a bit uncomfortable, but soon, a tacit understanding was formed.Because Xu Gang succinctly mentioned a sentence in the audience: "The lead keyboard."

Rice, who was in charge of the keyboard, understood it, raised his left hand to make an OK gesture, and turned up the volume a little, fixing his leading position.

Rice is very smart, he only chose a section.

In the case of stuttering and even some passages being played by himself alone, he let himself go through it in one go.Immediately afterwards, he made a gesture to signal everyone: "Do you take this paragraph seriously?"

A few people had an idea in their minds and nodded respectively.

Da Mi was full of pride: "Okay, that's it!"

During the third ensemble, the feeling of unity and refreshing gradually surfaced.

Several others joined with instruments.

Bass, guitar, zither.

"...Furious!..." Nagu's voice was very catchy.She didn't use Peking Opera or the original way of singing, nor did she use the way she sang English songs in the first half.Despite the vicissitudes of life, it is loud and clear, and it is full of explosive power: "...It must be turned upside down!"

The girl who couldn't remember the words gracefully took out her mobile phone, looked at each other, and provoked good-natured laughter from the audience.

Adonis' violin joined in silently after the first chorus was finished.He didn't try to show anything pretentious, but more about maneuvering, probing, and cooperating.The smooth notes are not sharp, but they inject a touch of eye-catching quality into the whole piece.

Sun Yangyang noticed sensitively that Adonis' violin began to play along with his erhu.It may be a bit too self-conscious to say this, but no matter how calmly Adonis does, how high-level he controls the violin as if it serves the whole piece, but Sun Yangyang still captures that kind of thing that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words To the subtle truth.

The violin did not follow the lead keyboard, but cleverly turned its direction, based on the erhu, another indispensable instrument in the song, which is subtle and direct, lingering and bold.The beauty enthusiastically performed a realistic version of Fengqiuhuang with the instrument in her hand.

Sun Yangyang didn't know if others could hear it, or if he was just nervous.The young man only felt that his face was hot, burning a fire, feeling guilty and short of breath.Feeling dizzy like falling into the clouds, and also afraid of being exposed at a glance.

This kind of high-level flirting...

Like the intense stimulation of public courtship, Sun Yangyang almost lost control, he just wanted to leave the erhu and run away.

Just when the fourth round was over, the young man simply stood up and said, "No more, no more, my brains are going to explode."

Wang Hu refused: "Hey, there are still horses neighing. Come on, little sheep, you can finish neighing the horse that Yang Zirong is riding."

Adonis' expression remained unchanged, and he stood by the side with a bowstring hanging down with a smile on his face, staring at Sun Yangyang like everyone else, waiting for his reply.

Sun Yangyang waved his hands indiscriminately, and simply lifted his right foot, stepped directly on the rung of the chair, and played a few horse calls with the erhu on his back.

The chord under the upset is slightly higher, and it sounds a bit sharp.

Wang Hu laughed and joked: "Yang'er, is your brother Zirong a gelding?"

The mushroom followed with a smile: "Isn't that right, I still hear the barking of a fox."

"Xi'er, come home with me!" Another person took advantage of the chaos to tease that mushroom.

For a moment, stimulated by the soaring excitement, the venue was extremely active.

Dadong took the opportunity to play the first very hilarious song. Amidst the strong drumbeat, the young man held up a beer bottle to respect the audience.

From a distance, Sun Yangyang watched Xu Gang and Bao Qiuqiu leave.Xu Gang raised his hand and waved to him, then pointed to the door.

In desperation, Sun Yangyang walked to the gate, intending to send off his idol.

In the confusion, a thick-backed buddy with his back to Sun Yangyang suddenly took a big step back, and directly hit Sun Yangyang staggered and almost fell.

"Be careful." After the substandard pronunciation, Sun Yangyang was half-embraced to stabilize his figure.

"Thank you." Sun Yangyang scratched his ears, but he still didn't have the courage to look up at him, and finally turned around in a hurry at the tip of Adonis's tall nose, and was defeated.

There was an almost burning tingling sensation on the side of the waist that was hugged, hot, as if it was real, and it lasted for a long time.

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By the time the carnival ended, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

National quintessence.cultural heritage.Try something new.

Return with all your heart's content.

In the early morning of the capital city, the street lights were on lonely, and every breath brought out a lingering white mist, and the breath turned into frost.

"Look!" Sun Yangyang waved his hand, his arm stretched across a nearly 180-degree arc in an exaggerated way, with a bit of drunken presumptuousness: "This is the rarest quiet moment in our imperial city for 360 days a year. Go back Those who return home, those who sleep, let me tell you, at this point, the streets are still bustling with traffic. Look at it now! No one! No cars!"

The young man rubbed his cold nose, giggled, full of naivety: "No paparazzi!"

A Hummer beside him slowed down by double-jumping, and Wang Hu's chubby face was exposed through the lowered car window on the co-pilot's side: "Yang'er, how are you going? Can you call a substitute driver?"

"Brother Hu!" Sun Yangyang, a little drunk, stood at attention and saluted: "It's okay. Let's walk and take a taxi. When it's dawn, let Brother Fei arrange for someone to take the car back for me."

"Success." A charming smiling face with thick make-up appeared behind Wang Hu, and a very young woman came to pick him up in the car: "Then you three slow down, see you later."

"Brother Yangyang," Joey pointed to the Hummer that was sprinting away: "Is that Brother Hu's wife?"

Sun Yangyang laughed, hooked the shoulders of the two beauties from left to right, and passed vaguely: "I don't know each other well either."

Everyone knows that the one Wang Hu called here was the little friend he had made recently.The matter between the two of them is not on the table, these little dark things, it's worth not to talk about it.

The three walked along the main road for a while, and finally called a car.

The driver was a shrewd man in his 30s.Relying on the lack of cars, the other party had two foreigners. They sat on the ground to bargain and insisted on adding an extra 50 yuan.Otherwise do not send.

The wine he drank was a bit high, and Sun Yangyang didn't want to argue with him over such a small amount of money. Regardless of their objections, he took the lead in opening the car door and getting into the passenger seat.

On the way to the Intercontinental Hotel, the driver looked at Sun Yangyang several times.

The two people in the back seat surprisingly didn't speak, and the car was extremely quiet.

"Dude, you look familiar to me, you look like a star." The driver looked poisonous and began to probe: "The one who sings, Sun Yangyang, right?"

"You've got the wrong person." Sun Yangyang denied it calmly, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and rested, and stopped talking.

The driver hit a soft nail, muttered something awkwardly, reached out and turned on the car radio.

When they got to the field, Sun Yangyang paid the money, not wanting to get involved with the driver, so he gave up his original idea of ​​leaving the two of them to go home by himself, and got out of the car.

"It's okay, I'll take you upstairs and have a glass of water. I'm thirsty." Sun Yangyang met Joey's puzzled gaze and lied calmly.

Joey let out a mouthful of white teeth in heartless joy, stretched out his arms and hugged Sun Yangyang affectionately: "I'll help Brother Yangyang heat the water!"

The three of them entered the gate of the Intercontinental Hotel together, and no one noticed that the flashlight was turned on very quickly through the window glass of the driver's cab in the car behind them.

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