As soon as he saw Qian Ming coming down from the stone roller, Gong Hu couldn't help but said "Huh?", then he smiled and said in a frivolous tone, "Isn't this Teacher Qian from the No. 1 High School in Jinzhou County?"
I don’t know why Mr. Qian is so proud to come to my humble abode today."
Qian Ming said awkwardly: "Hello, Master Gong." But he didn't say why he came.
Gong Hu smiled knowingly and nodded. Just as he was about to say a few polite words of farewell to the big boss who was supporting him, and then drive him away, he heard a thunderous sound suddenly coming from inside the house.
Roar:
"The death potion jar is going crazy. What time does it take to come back? I have to skin you today!"
While talking, a village woman who was nearly 1.75 meters tall, tall, thick-set, strong-looking, with big hands and feet, wearing a sleeveless floral top, coarse trousers and cloth shoes, and who looked to be in her forties strode out of the house.
, holding a rolling pin in his hand, looking like a fierce country woman.
Gong Hu, who was already short and thin, was suddenly frightened and seemed to be a little shorter. He hunched over like a mouse and quickly hid behind the boss's strong body. He raised his head and said with a pale face: "Don't
Come on, I have a distinguished guest, please give me some face!"
Qian Ming was stunned and stepped aside.
The boss was embarrassed, and seemed to be quite scared. His plump face trembled a few times, and he waved his hands quickly and said: "Sister-in-law, don't be angry, calm down... It's all my fault, it's all my fault for forcing you to stay."
Master is having dinner, I really didn’t know there was something urgent at home, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
The driver standing next to the car had a sullen face, lowered his head to hold back his laughter, and his shoulders were twitching.
Gong Hu's wife stood at the door, ignoring the big boss's explanations and dissuasion, and not caring about the presence of others. She angrily pointed her rolling pin at Gong Hu, who was hiding behind the big boss, and said angrily: "Go back to the house!
"
"Promise first not to hit me!" Gong Hu winced and whispered.
"Let me go back to the house and talk about it!"
"I won't go back!"
"I say it again, go back to the house!"
"No!"
"I've turned against you! Can you go back?"
"You promise not to hit me first, and then I will go back!" Gong Hu gritted his teeth and said, trembling: "If you don't agree, I, a manly man, will not go back if I say no!"
These two couples...
What a wonderful couple!
The driver couldn't help laughing at first, and then he hurriedly opened the door and got into the driving seat with his mouth covered. The boss also couldn't help laughing, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Master Gong, um, I'll go back first... You
Don’t worry, I’ll take care of what you asked me to do when I get back. See you later.”
After saying that, the boss turned around and got back into the car.
The black Mercedes-Benz sedan immediately ran over the bumpy and muddy road, splashing a dirty and muddy splash, and left quickly.
Qian Ming held back his laughter and turned away to avoid Gong Hu being too embarrassed.
Gong Hu stood there with his head drooped like a little mouse, trembling all over, rolling his eyelids and looking at his wife cautiously, and whispered: "Don't be anxious, Xiaorui and Xiaolei's money will be sent to them in a moment."
, each person has 50,000... If anyone named Lu dares to pay a penny less, I will dig his coal mine and ancestral graves."
"What?" The fierce woman who had already waved the rolling pin said in surprise: "How much did you say?"
"Fifty thousand each!"
"How dare you tell lies in front of me!"
"The conscience of heaven and earth!" Gong Hu raised the cigarette pole with one hand.
The shrew then muttered hesitantly: "The person named Lu really has too much money to burn..." She put down the rolling pin and said coldly: "Okay, I'll spare you this time!"
Well, she seemed to have remembered something, and her face immediately became polite. She turned to look at Qian Ming with a smile, and said: "Oh, I have kept this big brother waiting for a long time. Now, the old medicine jar is back. You
If you have anything to do, go inside and talk to him."
"Ah, yes, let's go into the house." Gong Hu looked calm and calm, as if nothing happened just now.
"Let's talk about it here." Qian Ming said with a smile.
"That's alright, you guys are chatting." The shrew seemed to be very virtuous and understood that women do not interfere in the conversation between men, so she turned around and went back with the rolling pin.
Gong Hu grandly walked to the stone mill and sat down, crossed his legs, untied his cigarette bag and added some tobacco leaves to the pot, lit it and took two puffs, holding the cigarette rod and blowing out the smoke leisurely:
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Master Gong..." Qian Ming hesitated and said, "Excuse me, Master Wang Qimin, have you come to see you?"
"Wang Qimin?" Gong Hu was stunned for a moment and said, "He's back?"
Qian Ming's heart felt empty, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, it seems that he has never looked for you, alas..." Shaking his head, Qian Ming turned around and left with a frustrated look, saying: "Excuse me."
"Wait a minute." Gong Hu stopped him and frowned, "When did he come back?"
Qian Ming thought for a while, turned around and said, "Today is the fourth day."
Gong Hu couldn't help but feel surprised - based on his understanding of Wang Qimin, since he had been away from home for a few years and returned from outside, he shouldn't have left so quickly regardless of whether he found his apprentice outside. So, what could make him leave quickly?
The reason is that in all likelihood, he encountered some dangerous incident and had to leave as a last resort.
Thinking of what Cheng Xiazi said a few years ago, "The heroes of our generation are emerging frequently, and the world is beginning to emerge, and within ten years there will be turmoil." Gong Hu immediately said in a rare serious tone: "Qian Ming, you go back first, you don't want to do this.
If you ask any more questions, I will let you know if there is any news."
"Can you find him?" Qian Minglue asked excitedly.
"Not necessarily." Gong Hu shook his head and said, "But it should be easier than finding him."
"Then it's up to you."
Gong Hu waved his cigarette stick, got up and walked home.
Qian Ming stood there and thought for a moment, then turned around and left with a look of hope and deep disappointment.
…
…
In the classroom of Class 1, Grade 3, Jinzhou County No. 1 High School.
Huang Yiyu took the microphone, smiled and said to the class: "In the past three years, Su Chunfeng in our class has never sung a song or performed a show. Maybe everyone will wonder if he is tone deaf? In fact,
Otherwise, when Su Chunfeng was in junior high school, at a New Year's Day party, she sang a song that became popular throughout the campus and attracted all the students in the school to sing it..."
"So today, on the day when we say goodbye." Huang Yiyu paused and said enthusiastically: "I will personally accompany classmate Su Chunfeng and ask him to open his mouth and sing a song for us."
"good!"
Applause rang out, mixed with cheers and encouragement from the students:
"Su Chunfeng, sing one!"
"Sing one!"
Su Chunfeng scratched his head and stood up. His handsome face was red and he looked shy. Under the encouragement and push of several classmates, he walked to the edge of the podium. He raised his hands and pressed them down, saying: "I can sing, I can't sing... but
Let’s agree in advance that I don’t sing well and no one is allowed to laugh at me.” After that, he turned around and took the microphone from Huang Yiyu’s hand, and said in a dumbfounded voice: “Stop accompaniment, just put on the video and I will sing along.”
Just a few words."
He had already seen the words "Top 100 Film and Television Golden Songs" on the CD in Huang Yiyu's hand, among which was Chen Shuhua's "Laughing in the Red Dust".
"As promised, I'll play..." Huang Yiyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Actually, I'm not very good at playing, so don't laugh at me." After that, she turned around and handed the CD to Cheng Fan, whispering:
"Play Laughing in the Red Dust."
"Okay." Cheng Fan smiled and handed the microphone in his hand to Huang Yiyu, took the CD and replaced it, but he felt a little annoyed.
Huang Yiyu walked to the desk where the guzheng was playing on the side facing the podium and stood up. She inserted the microphone into the stand and said with a smile to Su Chunfeng who was standing next to her: "Be prepared!"
The light touches the strings, and a clear and sweet sound like flowing water ripples through the classroom.
The classroom suddenly became quiet.
The eyes of the teachers and classmates were all focused on Su Chunfeng and Huang Yiyu.
Cheng Fan, who was squatting next to the home theater, suddenly felt a sense of resentment in his heart. He gritted his teeth and decided to make a mistake on purpose to make Su Chunfeng look bad. He did not select "Laughing in the Red Dust", but quickly clicked the past two boxes and pressed the OK button.
. Then he stood up and stood aside with a smile on his face, and said: "Let us all listen together to the song "A Laugh in the Sea" dedicated to everyone by Huang Yiyu, the talented girl in our class, and Su Chunfeng, the most talented person in our class."
After saying that, he took the lead in applauding.
Then the whole class burst into applause and cheered.
Huang Yiyu looked at Cheng Fan with some surprise.
Su Chunfeng was also a little stunned, but when he saw Huang Yiyu's slightly frowning expression, he understood something and said with a smile: "Squad leader, can you play?"
"No problem!" Huang Yiyu said quickly.
At this time, the VCD player had successfully read the disc, and the 29-inch large color TV began to display the original sound version of the movie that had been edited and post-produced, and the four words "Swordsman" appeared one after another.
Su Chunfeng took two steps back and looked at the screen calmly.
While looking at the screen, Huang Yiyu gently stroked the strings with her bare hands. With her ten fingers moving, a melodious sound of the piano floated through the classroom almost without any separation from the sound of the piano coming from the speakers.
Coincidentally, just a few seconds after the sound of the piano fell, the crisp sound of the bamboo flute sounded in time.
It’s not just the music coming from the speakers!
The whole class was attracted by the sound of the flute. They saw Sun Yingying, who had previously performed "Butterfly Lovers" on the flute, holding the flute to her lips and playing passionately. She looked at Su Chunfeng and Huang Yiyu with her beautiful eyes full of smiles.
, telling the two of them with his eyes: "Let me play a song with you!"
These days, the theme song from the movie "The Swordsman" is very popular. Huang Yiyu and Sun Yingying, who like guqin, guzheng, flute and other musical instruments, naturally practice a lot at home to get a good sense of the musical nodes and the images on the screen.
The nodes between them have reached the point where they are clearly understood.
When Cheng Fan saw this gesture, he could not help but feel emotional. Su Chunfeng, who had never sung before, was accompanied by two beauties from the class. Especially Sun Yingying, who usually had a good relationship with Cheng Fan, stepped forward.
This made Cheng Fan even more jealous, and he quietly pressed the silent button.
The vocal music played by the VCD suddenly disappeared from the speakers.
However, the melodious sounds of piano and flute in the classroom have not diminished, as if they are from the same place as the pictures played by the VCD machine, and they fit together almost perfectly.
The flute sounds, the piano stops;
The piano sounds, the flute stops.
Sometimes it is as soothing as a flowing spring, sometimes as exciting as a waterfall, sometimes as crisp as beads falling on a jade plate, sometimes as low as a whisper, melodious and refreshing, and one can't help but be intoxicated by the melody played by an ensemble of classical instruments, squinting slightly,
Looking at the wonderful scenes edited on the TV screen, my thoughts seemed to be integrated into the touching plot of martial arts.