When I came out of the bar, the fresh air came over it and made people feel comfortable. Zhou Hao stretched.
At this time, there were sorrow and the desolate erhu sounds came. Zhou Hao looked a little funny. Are you funny playing erhu in the bar street?
Or is it a song like Erquan Yingyue? Is this accusing the people here of being drunk and dreaming of falling?
This is an old man with a head of white hair, about sixty or seventy years old. He has both hands and feet and is not blind. He is not a blind man, but he is still fine. However, young people here rarely stop to listen to this kind of folk music.
Zhou Hao looked at the old man with a strange look. The old man's skin was rosy and his clothes were neat, and he didn't look like a person who needed to make a living by selling skills.
There was only a one-dollar coin in the enamel basin in front of him. The old man didn't care at all, just closed his eyes and slowly played the piano.
Zhou Hao walked over and threw a gold coin into the basin with a big bunch of gold.
Hu Bayi and Fatty also followed, and the Fatty smiled and said, "Boss Zhou, you are too stingy, you are so united, what are you packing in?"
Zhou Hao gave him a blank look and said, "Believe it or not, even if you take out your wife's notebook, this old man won't care!"
The fat man was stunned and looked at him carefully, but he could not see anything.
Hu Bayi already felt something was wrong with this old man. Although the old man ignored them, he always felt like he was not angry and mighty.
Zhou Hao smiled and said, "Old man, can you lend me your erhu?"
The old man then opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Hao and smiled, "Young man, this piano is not something that ordinary people can pull."
This is a magic weapon, at least a magic weapon, and perhaps a magic weapon, Zhou Hao cannot confirm this for the time being.
Zhou Hao smiled and said, "Old man, I think I can give it a try!"
The old man nodded and said, "Okay, you can try it."
Zhou Hao brought the erhu. This was his first time playing the erhu, but like other art skills, they were all brought by Lucifer.
He sat there like the old man just now, closing his eyes.
The fat man smiled and said, "Old Hu, look at Boss Zhou, this style is like it really does." When he said this, his heart skipped a beat and glanced at Hu Bayi who seemed to be smiling and said, "He won't really know, right?"
The melodious erhu suddenly rang. Hu Bayi didn't need to answer this. Zhou Hao not only knows how to play, but also sing!
"The past and present have passed and never come again. The red fallen leaves have been buried in the dust. The beginning and ending have never changed. You are wandering outside the white clouds in the sky... The sea of ​​bitterness has brought love and hate, and it is hard to escape fate in the world. Blind dates are inaccessible, or I should believe that it is fate, and lovers will never come again after they part..."
Very standard Cantonese, yes, it is the most classic "Love in a Lifetime" in the Westward Journey
His voice was round and clear, as if it could penetrate the sky. I don’t know when it attracted a lot of people around him.
Good music resonates with people. Now everyone who hears this song has a grudge of love and hate in their minds, and Zhou Hao seems to be telling a story.
There is no movie "American Journey" in this world, and there will be no classic song, so no one will know Zhou Hao's plagiarism.
The fat man widened his eyes and said, "He really knows it. What exactly is Boss Zhou who doesn't know?"
"Shh! Don't talk!" A girl whispered beside the fat man.
After saying that, she took out a big unit from her pocket and put it in the enamel basin in front of Zhou Hao, and then looked at Zhou Hao with admiration.
The fat man closed his mouth speechlessly. After a while, the enamel basin in front of Zhou Hao was already full of money. Of course, there was not much unity, most of them were ten or five yuan.
In a coffee shop opposite the bar, Ma Xiaoling was looking here in surprise.
"Have he discovered something wrong with Uncle Wang?" Ma Xiaoling murmured
The old man's face was already as dark as the face. He looked at Zhou Hao with awe. Zhou Hao used his magic power to use the erhu, and the dragon ball on his body also emitted dragon power at the same time.
Zhou Hao's song ended, and the onlookers even started to cheer and have another song
Zhou Hao clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, it's time to go home."
The audience left reluctantly. A bold beauty came up to ask Zhou Hao for contact information. The fat man in fashion also came to ask Zhou Hao for contact information.
Zhou Hao refused everyone. Xiaoyu had automatic filtering function. He couldn't call anyone he didn't want to answer.
He handed the erhu to the old man, but the old man didn't answer, but instead wanted to bow.
"Don't reveal my identity!" A voice suddenly appeared in the old man's ears.
The old man quickly stopped moving. He bowed to Zhou Hao and instantly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.
"Oh! I'll go! What is this old man? Have we met a living god or a ghost?" the fat man complained.
Zhou Hao shook his head and said, "It's neither a ghost nor an immortal..."
He said as he looked at the location of the coffee shop and found that there was no one there.
Hu Bayi: "What is that?"
Zhou Hao: "It's a dragon! To be precise, it's a dragon soul."
That's right, that's the guardian dragon of Ma Xiaolong's home. He should have been sent by Ma Xiaoling to test Zhou Hao's strength, but when Zhou Hao started to play the erhu, he discovered the aura of the superior dragon from Zhou Hao.
The dragon clan has a very strict hierarchy. From his sense, Zhou Hao's bloodline level is very high, so he is afraid.
Lao Long frightened away and left a magic weapon Erhu. Zhou Hao accepted it "reluctantly" and the fat man reluctantly put all the money in his pocket.
......
When he got home, Shirley Yang was already waiting for them at home. Zhou Hao simply told Hu Bayi and the others about the Ma family Shenlong.
Shirley Yang said in surprise: "Why did that Lei clearly have such a powerful bodyguard to look for us?"
Hu Bayi said proudly: "No matter how powerful she is in catching ghosts, she will have to numb claws when she encounters a mechanism. If she finds dragons and points a hole in the trap, we still have to touch the golden lieutenant. If she accidentally triggers the mechanism in the tomb, even if she is powerful, she can't protect everyone, right?"
Da Jinya smiled and said, "Master Hu is right, this ordinary person does not have the ability of you."
At this time, the fat man walked out in red trousers and smiled, "I want me to tell you, Uncle Ming looks generous, but in fact he is just a little cautious. The scriptures were asked to take a look at them and then put them away. Well, it's like hiding something, and I don't know if it's true or not."
"If you want me to tell me, it's just a big wardrobe that is uneasy and stingy!" Big Jinya spoke one after another, Master of the idioms.
Shirley Yang: "I have checked it. Uncle Ming's scripture was indeed sold from an overseas auction house three months ago. Various transaction information are recorded. It is said that this scripture was dug out by a foreign expedition team in a sutra cave fifty years ago. According to research, it was indeed written by the survivors of the Demon Kingdom and has a very credibility."
Chapter completed!