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055. Have you ever been to a theatre?

There is a type of person who is difficult to contact and difficult to deal with in normal times. He is always in a state of being unfamiliar.

But once you get his recognition, such people will become very enthusiastic. They are not only willing to take the initiative to find ways to help you, but they will even be heart-wrenching for you.

Judging from Qu Yang's various performances, he seems to be such a person.

But Lao Qu, can you just say something?

Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west, don’t play dumb riddles and let me guess!

After thinking for a while, seeing that he had no idea, Chen Chong had to give up.

He bowed and begged, "Brother Qu, if you want to mention me, it's better to be straightforward and simple! Brother, I'm just strong, and I don't have much ink in my stomach. I may not understand it if it's too obscure..."

Qu Yang opened his mouth and wanted to speak up, but when he thought of Liu Zhengfeng's fate, he could only hold it back.

He showed a stiff smile, his expression was quite unnatural: "It's nothing. Today, Brother Liu, Jinban, will I retire with him.

I have been in the world over the years, and although I have never been famous all over the world, I have accumulated a lot of experience. Since I can't use it in the future, I naturally want to teach it to you young people."

is that so?

Chen Chong looked at Qu Yang suspiciously and suddenly thought of something-

In the original time and space, Qu Yang's determination to break away from the Sun and Moon Sect was not entirely disgusted with martial arts struggles.

Yang Lianting controlled the power of the sect and launched a massacre of killing the elderly in the sect, which was also a major reason why he ran away with a bucket.

Then why did he retreat in this time and space?

This question can be asked...

When Chen Chong was thinking about it in his mind, Qu Dahuzi felt a little restless. After all, he was stared at him and no one would feel good.

Suddenly, Chen Chong stood up, bowed with his fists and said, "Thank you for your teachings, I will remember them in my heart."

Qu Yang waved his hand quickly and was about to say a few polite words when he heard Chen Chong's conversation turn: "Brother Qu, I wonder why Brother Liu wants to retire from the world?"

Qu Yang was slightly stunned and thought to himself that although I know, I can't tell you!

Then he replied: "Alas, every family has a difficult sutra. Being a boss seems to be glorious, but he has to take care of both food, drink, defecation and urination. If one is not good, it will cause death. It is naturally a chore.

Brother Liu has been in Shunfeng Hall for 41 years and has been carrying the burden of the gang leader for ten years. Even if he is a man who is hit, it should take a break. Brother, do you think so?"

Chen Chong nodded, agreeing with this answer, but when he heard Qu's meaning in and out of the way, he always felt that he was not talking about Liu Zhengfeng.

Could it be that Lao Qu is complaining about the Sun and Moon God Cult?

He felt aroused in his heart and asked knowingly: "Brother Qu, why are you retreating from the world?"

"Am I..."

Qu Yang was a little surprised and puzzled: "When my wife passed by Fuzhou City, did she not see my shadow in the city?"

"No," Chen Chong shook his head: "I haven't even been to Fuzhou City, how can I know about this?"

Well, I have never been to Fuzhou in this time and space, so this is not a lie...

Seeing that Chen Chong's expression was calm and not as if he was fake, Qu Yang breathed a little relieved.

He hesitated and said, "I'm not hiding my good brother, I am a Miao person. I am a Miao person. I am moved here with the tribe because I can't survive in the mountains.

When I first came here, I was excluded by locals because of the different customs and difficult language. Later, both sides beat each other several times, and many people died. They only looked better on the surface..."

"Oh, so that's it-"

Chen Chong nodded subconsciously and suddenly said with a strange expression: "What does this have to do with Brother Qu's retreat to the world?"

Qu Yang sighed, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "My brother doesn't know that Miao and Han have been rubbing for a long time, and their relationship has already reached a critical situation.

Now my leader is ambitious and wants to change the decline of the Miao people. At that time, there will be another dispute and cause endless murder. Brother Yu doesn’t want to kill anyone anymore, so he wants to retire with Brother Liu…”

Looking at Qu Yang who was in silence, Chen Chong recalled the plot again and believed this statement.

He asked immediately: "Is it true that Brother Qu said before that is also related to the leader of your department?"

After hearing his question, Qu Yangqiang was energetic and nodded and advised: "Brother Chen, I will know that you have great ambitions when listening to your piano. Therefore, I advise you not to take the victory or defeat too seriously and not to be too strong.

You must know that fame and fortune are just passing clouds. Life is not brought by death, but life is not brought by death. Life is just a few decades, freedom and freedom are the most important. If you are too persistent, you will only harm yourself in the end!”

"That's what it means-"

Chen Chong agreed with this statement, so he picked up a jar of green plum wine, opened the mud seal and handed it to Qu Yang: "But Brother Qu, why do you think I am a greedy person for fame and fortune?"

Qu Yang was amused and cried, waved his hand to signal that he would not want it, and then replied: "Isn't this obvious? Miao Bu Sheng Chao is right in front of him. Brother Chen is full of martial arts. If he wants to become famous, wouldn't this be the best opportunity?"

After hearing this, Chen Chong shook his head, lifted the wine jar and drank it dry, and then said lightly: "If Brother Qu thinks this way, he will look down on me."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Qu Yang was a little confused.

In the previous piano music, I clearly heard the passion, and it would be better to reasonably not make any mistakes.

Could it be that I read it wrong?

Then he said suspiciously: "You kid are not talking nonsense, are you?"

Chen Chong said without comment: "Why should I lie to you? Why should I lie to you on this matter?"

After saying that, he reached out to pluck the strings of the piano, seven different notes popped up, and asked, "Brother Qu, why does the internal force move with the sound of the piano? Haven't you told me yet?"

Qu Yang didn't want to continue the previous topic. When Chen Chong asked, he asked back: "When you play the piano yourself, will your true energy be driven by the piano sound?"

Chen Chong recalled for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

"That's it!"

Qu Yang said with a high-high high: "You are very focused and attentive to learn this song, but you have not realized the true meaning of the song. If you do not interpret the meaning of the song, how can you empathize with the song? If you do not empathize with the song, how can you be moved by the song?"

"move?"

Chen Chong was suddenly shocked and frowned and said, "Brother Qu, is it that what you mean is that because your song is inspired, I just felt your feelings from the sound of the piano, so my true energy moves with the sound of the piano?"

Qu Yang nodded and said, "That's exactly what it is."

"No way?"

If this is the case, how can I use music to assist in practicing?

Chen Chong was shocked, and an incredible light flashed in his eyes: "How could such a thing be possible? Isn't the artistic conception of the song itself more important?"

“Bad talk!”

When Qu Yang heard such a heresy statement, he was immediately furious: "In ancient times, people who raised their voices were all due to love, and then sages made musical instruments to convey emotions by using silk and bamboo orchestras! First there is emotion and then there is sound, first there is sound and then there is rhythm. No matter how many changes your music, you must regard emotions as the god! A ruthless song can deceive people's ears and ears, how can it move people's minds?"
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