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Chapter 292 Brother, your hand!

Before Junze had time to leave, the crowd burst into cheers. Looking up, it was the poppy poppies that had been building momentum for a long time.

White mist rises from the open-air platform in front of the Tingbei Building, smoke curls up, and flower petals fall from the sky, just like a fairyland in a fairyland.

Song Yang was surprised and said: "Why is there smoke? The smoke is not choking."

No one could answer her question.

Only Gu Yu knew that she had experimented countless times before using dry ice to create the effect.

The crowd was excited and amazed by this scene.

There were even students who were full of poetry books and recited poems on the spot to record this wonderful scene.

Suddenly, the sound of cavalry's swords and guns burst out from the sky and the earth.

There was a "噌" sound.

It was clearly the sound of the pipa with splashing beads and jade, but its momentum was like thousands of troops, surging and surging, shaking everyone's heart.

This is not difficult to do. The entire stage is in the shape of a semicircle, with walls acting as echo barriers. The echo is naturally loud enough that visitors from afar can hear it and be attracted to it.

The curls of white smoke were dispersed by the sound of pipa, and the poppy, dressed in purple, emerged from the smoke.

She sits upright on a high platform, with willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, skin as white as snow, and a charming charm. Several maids behind her make her look like a fairy concubine.

The poppy's slender hands strummed the strings of the pipa, sometimes urgently, sometimes sadly, sometimes excitingly.

At this time, someone recognized the pipa held in Poppy's hand and said, "It turns out to be acacia wood!"

Song Yang wondered: "What is acacia wood?"

Gu Qiong said: "This pipa was made by Qin Jin, the pipa master, for Qin Wu Niang, a famous prostitute in Jianghuai at that time. The name "Acacia wood" comes from a poem by Li He, "Acacia wood is pasted with golden dancing luan.

"The moth bites and plays again," is one of the top ten pipa instruments in the world. The acacia wood was lost in the war, and it never occurred to me that it fell into the hands of the poppy. Listening to her playing, it actually lives up to the reputation of the acacia wood."

After Gu Qiong finished explaining, before Songyang who asked the question said anything, Xiao Xingzhi hurriedly said, "Sister Gu is very knowledgeable, and Xiao admires her."

Gu Qiong covered her mouth and smiled, saying: "My brother told me this."

Gu Yu didn't know how to play the pipa. When her subordinates were doing business, they accidentally got acacia wood as a gift to her. She kept it in the warehouse. Now she gave it to the poppy, which can be regarded as making the best use of it.

Xiao Xingzhi quickly flattered Gu Yu, his elder brother-in-law, and said, "Young Master Gu has learned a lot and is rich. Xiao feels inferior to him."

Gu Yu only felt that Xiao Xingzhi was an eyesore, but in front of everyone, he couldn't drive him away, so he could only say angrily: "You hurt my eyes."

Xiao Xingzhi quickly shut up.

Everyone looked at the poppies on the stage with fascination, such a fairyland, such a fairyland, and such a fairy.

How can we not let people use the most beautiful words to describe it.

After Yu Meiren played a few songs, she bowed to everyone and said, "Yu Xiang, thank you all for listening. Yu Xiang will be stationed at Tingbei Tower. I hope you will support me."

Regardless of everyone's pleas to stay, the poppy gave her a favor and walked back.

Everyone was still excited about this performance and talked about it a lot.

From now on, as long as the customer flow is stabilized, no one will say that Tingbei Restaurant will surpass Fei Restaurant. It is nonsense.

Songyang followed the flow of people and said as he walked: "The owner of Tingbei Restaurant really has something good."

Gu Qiong said: "I don't know how the smoke was made. It's so beautiful."

When crossing the bridge, because the bridge was too narrow and there were many people, someone shouted: "Fire!"

Several people looked back and saw that thick smoke was indeed rising from the lantern stands by the roadside. Although the fire was not big, everyone panicked and fled in all directions.

A woman in front cried: "My child fell down! Don't step on it, don't step on it!"

Several people's expressions suddenly changed. With so many people, if a child fell down, he would be easily trampled.

Gu Qiong was anxious, so she let go of Gu Yu's hand and leaned over to help. Gu Yu grabbed her sleeve in time and said, "Qiong'er, don't go."

Gu Qiong paused and was about to come back.

There was another commotion in the crowd, and someone said: "He stole my wallet, catch the thief!"

A little thief was nimble and slithered into the crowd like a snake. Some people tried to catch him, but he kept running away.

There were children who fell down on one side and thieves trying to escape on the other. The bridge became increasingly chaotic.

With a "stab" sound, Gu Qiong's sleeve split, leaving only a section of Gu Qiong's sleeve in Gu Yu's hand.

Gu Yu's expression changed and she shouted loudly: "Qiong'er! Qiong'er!"

Gu Qiong was at a loss and kept shouting: "Brother!"

The panic of the crowd made the distance between the two of them further and further away.

Cries, shouts, and curses spread everywhere, quickly drowning out Gu Qiong's voice.

Thinking of her last experience at the Peony Banquet, Gu Yuru fell into the ice cave.

My sister finally came out and went out so bravely for the first time. She couldn't let the tragedy happen again.

Gu Yu became furious and pushed the crowd desperately, heading towards the place where Gu Qiong disappeared. In the crowd, someone kicked her knee, causing her to trip and fall on the steps.

People crowded in like a tide, and Gu Yu was stepped on by several people, and she couldn't stand up after trying several times.

Seeing this, Junze held Songyang with one hand and pushed away the people blocking the way with the other. After using all his strength, he reluctantly walked to Gu Yu.

At this time, a short man's hand flashed with silver light, and it turned out to be a dagger, and he was about to stab Gu Yu in the chaos.

Junze held Songyang with his left hand and could not let go at this moment, leaving only his right hand.

In desperation, Junze grabbed the dagger with his bare hands, and blood flowed from the blade, finally preventing the murderer from succeeding.

The murderer looked sideways and saw that it was Xiaoyao Wang Junze who had grabbed his dagger. He tried to use force, but the dagger could not penetrate or be pulled out. It did not move at all. Junze's strength in holding the dagger was self-evident.

The murderer couldn't help but widen his eyes, immediately let go of the dagger, and retreated into the crowd like a snake.

Gu Yu is the most important thing now, so Junze can only drop the dagger and let him go.

Gu Yu, who was lying on the ground, hurriedly protected his head during the stampede and did not see the scene happening above his head.

She kept getting up and being pushed to the ground again and again.

Suddenly, a strong force pulled her arm and pulled her up from the ground.

Gu Yu was caught off guard and pulled into a hug. At this moment, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and she was in a very embarrassed state.

Looking up, it was Junze's stern face and worried eyes.

Junze didn't have time to ask: "How are you?"

Gu Yu vaguely heard Gu Qiong's voice and didn't care about anything else.

Like pushing a stranger, she anxiously pushed Junze away and continued to squeeze into the crowd, shouting: "Qiong'er!"

Junze looked at Gu Yu's back disappearing into the crowd. He clenched his hands tightly, letting the wound burst open and blood flow out from between his fingers.

In the crowded crowd, he was like a leaf of duckweed. He didn't know who stepped on his foot, but he couldn't feel the pain.

Songyang finally stood firm, looked down and saw the blood on Junze's hand, and screamed: "Brother! Your hand."

Junze woke up as if from a dream and found that his left hand was still holding Songyang's wrist.

Junze said in a deep voice: "Nothing."


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