Chapter 34 The old driver's heart is almost snowing in June
Chapter 34
The fingers fell, the strings trembled, the music sounded, and just the beginning, which made everyone's movements pause and they set their eyes on the girls on the stage.
Zhang Xian, who had just picked up the wine glass and was about to take a sip, couldn't help but let out a light eh. After putting the wine glass down, he concentrated on his mind.
After hearing the first movement, Li Qingzhao behind her also lit up her eyes and stood up from the short couch and looked at the stage.
The Yihua Pavilion, which originally seemed a little noisy, gradually became silent, and only the music between the stage lingered in the center of the guests' ears.
A faint sadness, melancholy, and helplessness gradually made people redden their eyes with the music. After Miss Yunyan sang the lyrics with the song, everyone present couldn't help but be intoxicated. It seemed that they heard it and saw a sad love story.
"It sounds so good, but it makes people feel so sad..." Chen Jie couldn't help but mutter softly. Li Qingzhao beside him had red eyes and red nose. Now it looks like this beautiful girl with white skin and bright eyes and white teeth, which looks a bit like that cute rabbit.
"It's done..." Wang Yang used his ears to feel the music on the stage, but his eyes frequently swept towards the guests. When he saw the expressions of the guests changing and rising and falling with the music, Wang Yang took a breath and became more confident.
"Brother Wang family, it seems that we will win this game." Liu Yiyi, who was close to her, clenched her pink fists tightly, and her charming pretty face was filled with relaxed and unconcealed excitement.
"That's natural, I don't see who took action." Wang Yang said with a gloomy face. Then a muffled groan came from his ears. Damn! Who else can be there except the old lady Wang Po who is not in line with her horoscope?
"Wang Po, do you feel very unhappy when you win?" Wang Yang turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Wang Po.
Wang Po looked at Wang Yang's annoying face and replied angrily. "Of course I'm happy, but Wang's boy, can you be more modest? I think you are too arrogant and domineering. You can easily suffer a big loss in this way, young people."
"Arrogant and domineering? Then you have to have capital to become arrogant and domineering. Do you think so, Old Wang Po?" Wang Yang smiled and replied in a slight and unlucky manner.
"Can you stop arguing? What if Miss Yunyan and the others are confused and lose this game?" At this time, Liu Yiyi appeared between Wang Yang and Wang Po, and said with a blank expression.
Then, Wang Yang and Wang Po both disliked each other and groaned, turned their heads away.
When the last note was played, Miss Yunyan and others stood up to thank him, the originally silent Yihua Pavilion suddenly burst into applause like thunder.
Looking at the excited and cheering guests and listening to the long-lasting applause, Miss Yunyan's eyes couldn't help but feel hot, and she almost burst into tears. She calmed down and took her sisters to thank her again, then she walked off the stage.
On the other hand, the bosses of the shopkeepers of the three families suddenly looked much ugly.
"Hmph, just to be sensational. The style of such a song is so strange. I don't know where they bought it for a lot of money. However, there are three games in total. Even if they win one, what can they do? Don't forget, we have the least grasp of this time. Isn't it this game?" Manager Wu said with a gloomy face and sneered twice.
"No, let them go proudly. At that time, Wang Po from Yihonglou will cry." Manager Chen said calmly.
"Will we offend that old man if we do this?" The shriveled Mrs. Liu seemed a little worried.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang can't slap himself in the face. Even if he thinks, the judges who invite him over are not possible." Manager Chen glanced at the old woman who was fucking impatience and explained patiently.
"Besides, it's not us who bought this poem, but we just spent a lot of money to buy it from that master. So, who can say we did something wrong?" The shopkeeper Wu nodded with conscience and smiled.
Then, Zhang Xian and others were already in a tense discussion. Finally, Xu Daguanren stood up and announced that Yihonglou won the music competition.
The victory without any objection immediately made the girls in Yihonglou cheer excitedly, but what they didn't expect was that the crisis had just begun.
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When a new lyric was sung by a beautiful woman with a sweet voice, Zhang Xian couldn't help but be stunned and stood up with a look of surprise. The many judges who were lying on the second floor all looked at the old driver Zhang Xian.
What’s important is that Mr. Xu also showed a look of surprise and suspicion on his face. It’s not right. Isn’t this poem written by his old friend Zhang Xian? What’s going on?
The more Zhang Xian listened, his face became heavier, but his heart was like thousands of horses galloping. No, at least ten thousand horses were running wildly on the Mara Gobi Desert.
"Mr. Anlu, this..." Mr. Xu came over with some confusion. Zhang Xian shook his head slowly with a blue face. "I gave this poem to a junior..."
Xu Daguanren's eyes rolled and suddenly realized that it must be the younger generation of Mr. An Lu who was willing to see the money, gritted his teeth and sold the lyrics that Zhang Xian gave him, so that it appeared here.
This made Mr. Xu feel uncomfortable. He glanced at Zhang Xian with a blue face. I am afraid that Mr. An Lu is even thinking of strangling that junior.
"...Don't say goodbye in the new autumn. Where can I leave my heart? The west wind is cold last night..." After the girl with a sweet voice as sweet as honey sang, she immediately made a lot of applause.
This lyric work, I have to say, can be regarded as a first-class work. What’s important is that when the girl finished singing, she would be blessed in the direction of the second floor. “Thank you, Mr. Anlu’s masterpiece…”
As soon as these words came out, the literati in the audience cheered loudly, especially those who bowed to the second floor to serve the ceremony. Zhang Xian could only force himself to smile and return the ceremony.
After sitting back, Zhang Xian, whose face was as gloomy as before, suddenly heard a voice filled with indignation from his ears. "This is too unfair, right? Grandpa Zhang, as an arbitrator, how could you take action to help the other side?"
When he turned around, he saw Li Qingzhao and Chen Jie, two women dressed as men, staring at him with a look of enemies, which made Zhang Xian, the old driver, feel a little aggrieved, and he feels even more aggrieved. It's almost June snowy.
A hint of pride appeared on the faces of Manager Wu, Old Lady Liu and the Manager Chen, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. In this way, I have to see how Yihonglou can deal with it.
Chapter completed!