Half an hour before the sound of the suona, a special guest walked into the door of the villa.
This is not only due to Han Qianling's illustrious family, arrogant and indifferent temperament, brilliant piano talent, and the long-standing reputation of genius in the music industry.
The most special thing about him is that the owner of the villa and the "prisoners" in the villa all adore him.
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Not long after Han Qianling returned to China, he was invited by Shao Lan to be a guest at his house.
His family had some friendship with the Shao family. Later, when studying abroad, the university where he attended was also close to Shao Lan's university.
The two are also in the Chinese circle, and they have a slight nod to each other. They can say seven or eight words when they meet at a party, but that's it.
This time, Shao Lan invited him to come to his house for dinner. The reason he used it was that he had bought a new piano, hoping that Han Qianling could help him appreciate Yunyun.
Han Qianling just had nothing to do recently, so he did not refuse this invitation.
He is not very familiar with Shao Lan, and only has a little cooperation in investment recently. But the piano is really a good piano. Han Qianling tested the intonation of a few keys at random, and knew that Shao Lan would definitely spare no expense.
"The tone of the piano is very good." Han Qianling nodded approvingly, obviously very satisfied with this piano.
Shao Lang's throat rolled up and down, he looked at Han Qianling's delicate, cold, pale and arrogant profile, only to feel that his heart was hot.
Countless times, every time he saw Han Qianling's face, he always seemed to be possessed, and he couldn't help feeling infatuated and shocked.
Compared to the person in front of him, Shen Qingjiang was really boring.
At this moment, Shao Lan even felt ridiculous about who he used to be - Shen Qingjiang, He De and He Neng, no matter how arrogant he was, how could he imitate Xiao Han Qianling's charm
He subconsciously lowered his voice and said softly, "Ansel, I wonder if I would be lucky enough to ask you to play a tune?"
Han Qianling couldn't deny this face. He nodded slightly and asked lightly, "What do you want to hear?"
"'Dream wedding'?... Just kidding. I'm a layman, and I don't know much about appreciation. I just see what the grand pianist is willing to play."
Shao Lan observed the words and expressions, only opened his head, and quickly swallowed the inappropriate words into his stomach.
Han Qianling nodded and said, "Then let's march in Turkey."
Generally speaking, under this kind of situation, he still played a song without hesitation.
Today, however, something unexpected happened.
The source of the accident was a suona.
Han Qianling just closed his eyes and brewed a little emotion, when a suona that penetrated the sky suddenly sounded like thunder.
This suona is full of joy and joy, and in terms of atmosphere, it is possible to set off firecrackers on the spot to celebrate the New Year.
The catchy level of this song is probably between the comprehensive version of "Gong Xi Fa Cai" and "Zhu Bajie Carrying a Wife". It makes people want to sing and dance on the spot to show "We ordinary people, I am so happy today."
For a while, the solemn and heavy feeling that Han Qianling only evoked disappeared in the blink of an eye in the sound of suona like the comedy soundtrack.
Han Qianling's fingers trembled and subconsciously pressed a key. However, that little movement was completely submerged in the enthusiastic suona sound, and no one could even hear it coming.
Han Qianling: "..."
The sound of the suona is getting louder and louder, and the strong smell of the new year is getting closer. Han Qianling slowly tightened his face, almost thinking that he was about to see a rushing army begging for New Year's money—
But neither.
Finally, standing at the entrance of the piano room on the second floor was a young man with a clear and handsome appearance. He put down the suona in his hand and smiled slightly at Qianling Han.
At this moment, this joyous tune only dropped the last note in the meeting.
"I wrote it for you before, I don't know if you like it or not." Luo Jiujiang said warmly, "Its name is "Congratulations to the Bridegroom"."
Suddenly, Han Qianling felt that he had been waiting for the other party for many years.
"you… "
Han Qianling's eyes only moved, and Shao Lan, who was beside him, couldn't hold back anymore, and said angrily, "What are you doing here?"
In fact, what Shao Lan wanted to ask more than this sentence was, "How did you come out?"
He not only locked the door of Luo Jiujiang's house, but also hung an iron lock!
Shao Lan looked at Han Qianling beside him in a little panic, and when he looked at Luo Jiujiang again, he couldn't hold back his almost boiling rage.
In his opinion, Luo Jiujiang is pure heart.
I don't know how he knew that Han Qianling would be a guest today, so he was afraid that he was about to fall out of favor, so he ran out to make trouble at this time.
Damn, damn it.
With his back facing Hanqianling, Shao Lan's face has sank like a dark cloud.
He saw that Shen Qingjiang was in need of cleaning up. It was because he was really kind to Shen Qingjiang before that he made this little pet arrogantly unable to find Bei.
He was still too gentle before.
This time, when Han Qianling left, he tied Shen Qingjiang up and hanged him overnight, and he could learn everything the next day!
With the voice that Shao Lan shouted before, Han Qianling's attention was already attracted by him. He took his hands off the black and white keys of the piano, stood up silently, and asked, "Who is this?"
Shao Lan smiled ugly, he reluctantly replied, trying not to show his guilty conscience: "It's the child of a servant in the family. He has autism, so he doesn't know how to look at people's faces, but he has a little musical talent. He grew up with me since childhood. Big, I can't bear to see him displaced, the villa environment is better, so let him live here."
After hurriedly using these words, Shao Lan's face suddenly turned sharp. He strode to the door and called the bodyguards, motioning them to pull Luo Jiujiang back.
At the moment of passing Luo Jiujiang, Shao Lan cast an extremely sharp warning look at Luo Jiujiang.
The fingers on Luo Jiujiang's side curled slightly, and soon spread out again.
This behavior was keenly caught by Han Qianling, and he asked softly, "Are you... afraid?"
Luo Jiujiang smiled and shook his head.
System 5555: [… ] He's afraid of hair.
The system can testify based on the identification results of the frequency and amplitude of the brain waves, that this great god is just suppressing the urge to dig the two eyeballs.
While Shao Lan was lying at the door calling for the bodyguard, Luo Jiujiang took two more steps in the direction of Han Qianling.
The strange thing is that at this time, both of them have a bit of careful cherishing in their hearts.
Han Qianling saw that the atmosphere was wrong, for fear that Luo Jiujiang would be frightened by Shao Lan.
On the other hand, Luo Jiujiang looked at this Han Qianling who had no cultivation base with affection, thinking that in the song just now, he had used the power of sound killing. I wonder if it would make his ears hurt
When the two sides looked at each other, they both felt that the other was transparent and fragile, a crystal apple that had to be carefully held in the palm of the hand. This scene was really interesting.
Shao Lan quickly turned around, he was determined to reach out to hold Luo Jiujiang's wrist, and wanted to drag him and take him out.
Han Qianling immediately took a step forward.
Just before he could say anything to stop him, Luo Jiujiang quickly swung the suona in his right hand, and smashed a crisp on Shao Lan's forehead quite smoothly.
Bang—
I have to say that the quality of the suona that Shao Lan found for Luo Jiujiang is really good.
In addition to the muffled sound of the metal hitting the forehead, the suona also has its own stereo surround sound effect, which leaks a long humming echo from the horn.
For a moment, Shao Lang felt that his brain was completely in sync with the echo, his brain had turned into a puddle of paste, and the whole person stood dumbfounded on the spot.
Shao Lan was about to be stunned by this.
He could never have imagined that Shen Qingjiang, whose personality is like a ball of cotton, not only has such an idea, but also dares to resist!
Perhaps because he has not yet adapted to this strong sense of drop, Shao Lan's arm still maintains its original motion, stretching forward tenaciously. He flexed and extended his fingers to grasp, wanting to touch Luo Jiujiang a second time.
Of course Luo Jiujiang did what he wanted.
The suona feels pretty good when copied, this time Luo Jiujiang knocked twice, bang bang—
Shao Lan's head was played with the sound of Big Ben.
Shao Lan: "…"
Shao Lan said dumbfounded: "You, you actually hit me..."
Luo Jiujiang said calmly: "Yes, then you have to tell your father."
Han Qianling: "Pfft."
Shao Lan took a step back. He stared blankly at Luo Jiujiang for a moment, as if the opposite was a monster he had never known before.
He's also a monster who can play suona.
The next moment, Shao Lan returned to his senses, and he was so angry that he gestured to the bodyguard outside the door.
Originally, he wanted to personally drag Luo Jiujiang out and hand it over to these bodyguards to preserve his demeanor in front of Han Qianling. To avoid a bunch of bodyguards rushing in hurriedly, it seems that he is particularly violent.
But not anymore.
Anyway, under the background of the three big bags on his forehead, his image in front of Han Qianling was almost lost.
In the face of several bodyguards who were five big, three rough, and unkind, Luo Jiujiang just smiled slightly.
Han Qianling tightened his body and walked quickly to Luo Jiujiang, while the system 5555 was even more nervous and the data stream was glowing with white light.
A classic sound effect flashed in its mind instantly - [Big kill! unstoppable! ]
Do not! It can't let the host do things like this! Otherwise, it will follow the world's blacklist! Lifting the ban is very expensive, it's running out of money!
At that moment, the system 5555 was so nervous that the electronic sound was a little distorted.
It quickly and Luo Jiujiang Chen Ming's interests: [Host, you have found your Taoist companion. If you are on the world blacklist, it will be very laborious to get in again! ]
[Um. ] Luo Jiujiang answered casually.
His response was like the sound of nature, and the system quickly implemented the next step plan: [Please don't worry, the host, the plan to abuse the scum is still to come. ]
[It is indeed. I already have several scenarios in mind for him. ]
After the system agreed, it quickly said: [Now the plot is in hard mode, and you can choose to host it. ]
For Luo Jiujiang, a few mortals who have not even practiced Qi are of course not a difficult mode.
But he is quite interested in the "hosting" of the system.
Luo Jiujiang follows the flow of goodness: [Hosting. ]
At that moment, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he heard the sound of the system letting out a sigh of relief.
The four words "hosting started" were pronounced by the system as if "escaped".
It stands to reason that hosting requires energy points.
However, the system was too afraid of Luo Jiujiang's troubles, so he would rather take care of Luo Jiujiang himself for this energy point.
The next moment, Luo Jiujiang felt that an outside will controlled his body, and that will manipulated his limbs and wanted to walk in the direction of the windowsill.
interesting.
Luo Jiujiang concentrated for a moment, and the control of his limbs returned to him. However, he still followed the inertia of the previous strength and walked to the window sill according to the design of the hosting model.
There is a snow-white curtain hanging by the window of the piano room. The bottom of the curtain is embroidered with light blue ocean waves. The soft wind of late spring pours in from the window and flutters the light gauze bed curtain. This scene can almost be painted.
And Luo Jiujiang, who jumped up at the window, was the person in the painting.
He slightly tilted his head to Han Qianling and said with a smile, "I'll wait for you below." He jumped down without hesitation, and his figure was as neat as a limp black eagle.
Before jumping off, he did not forget to politely return the suona to Shao Lan.
The knife god's precision and strength are so appropriate, and even the speed is not something that ordinary people can react to.
So, with another bang, Shao Lan fell down in response, and a fourth big bag slowly swelled up on his forehead.
He lay on the ground with his eyes open, and four bodyguards, five big and three thick, were scattered on the four corners of his body, and no one could react.
It wasn't until Shao Lan fell that the bodyguards rushed to help him, and when they looked down, they saw the now appalling forehead of the employer.
These four swellings were lined up on Shao Lang's forehead, like a large sarcoid formed by a combination, instantly making him extremely resemble the Antarctic Immortal Venerable Old Birthday Star.
The corner of Han Qianling's mouth quietly raised, and then fell quickly.
He walked towards the door without saying a word.
Just as Shao Lan got up from the ground, he raised his hand as if to stop him.
Han Qianling asked sharply: "What? Do you want the bodyguards to come and intercept me?"
"...No, Ansel, I...you listen to me..." Shao Lan's lips were trembling.
How could Han Qianling stop for him? He gave Shao Lan a disdainful Yu Guang, and then walked downstairs briskly to find Luo Jiujiang.