Chapter 3: Bai Yueguang

Half an hour before the sound of the suona, a special guest walked into the door of the villa.
This is not just due to Han Qianling's prominent family, arrogant and indifferent temperament, overflowing piano talent, and the reputation of genius that has been circulating in the music industry for a long time.
The most special thing about him is that the owner of the villa and the "prisoners" in the villa admire him.
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Not long after Han Qianling returned to China, he was invited by Shao Lan to be a guest at his home.
His family had some friendship with the Shao family. Later, when studying abroad, his university was also close to Shao Lan's university.
The two of them are also in the Chinese circle, and they have a little nodding affection for each other. When they meet at the party, they can say seven or eight sentences, but that's all.
This time, Shao Lan invited him to come to the house for dinner, because he bought a new piano and hoped that Han Qianling would help him appreciate everything.
Han Qianling had just been idle recently, so he didn't refuse the invitation.
He is not familiar with Shao Lan, and only has a little cooperation in investment in the near future. But the piano is indeed a good piano. Han Qianling simply experimented with the pitch of a few keys, and knew that Shao Lan would not hesitate to spend a lot of money.
"The tone of the piano is very good." Han Qianling nodded approvingly, obviously very satisfied with the piano.
Shao Lan's throat rolled up and down. He looked at Han Qianling's delicate and indifferent, pale and arrogant profile, only to feel that his heart was hot.
Countless times, every time he saw Han Qianling's face, he always seemed to be possessed, and he couldn't help feeling obsessed and shocked.
Compared to the person in front of him, Shen Qingjiang is really boring.
At this moment, Shao Lan even felt ridiculous for what she used to be-Shen Qingjiang, He De, how can he imitate Xiao Han Qianling's charm, no matter how upright he is?
He subconsciously lowered his voice, and said softly: "Ansel, I wonder if it is fortunate to ask you to play a tune?"
Han Qianling won't give up this face. He nodded slightly and asked faintly: "What do you want to hear?"
"'The wedding in a dream'?...just kidding. I'm a layman and I don't know how to appreciate it. I just see what the grand pianist is willing to play."
Shao Lan looked at his words and thoughts, only to start, and quickly swallowed the inappropriate words into his stomach.
Han Qianling nodded and said, "Then Turkish March."
Generally speaking, in this situation, he still played a piece of music.
However, today, a little accident happened.
The source of the accident was a suona.
Han Qianling just closed his eyes and brewed a little emotion, and a suona that pierced the sky suddenly sounded like thunder.
This suona is beaming, joyous and happy, and when it comes to the atmosphere, it can simply set off firecrackers on the spot for a new year.
The catchy level of this song is probably between the comprehensive version of "Gong Xi Fa Cai" and "Zhu Ba Jie Back A Wife", so people can't wait to sing and dance on the spot to show "We people, I am so happy today."
For a while, the solemn and heavy feeling that Han Qianling evoked was vanished in the blink of an eye in the suona sound like a comedy soundtrack.
Han Qianling's fingers trembled, and he subconsciously pressed a key. However, that little movement was completely submerged in the ebullient suona, and no one could even hear it.
Han Qianling: "..."
The sound of suona is getting louder and louder, and the strong smell of the year is getting closer and closer. Han Qianling slowly tightened his face, almost thinking that he was about to see a rush marching for the New Year's money
But nothing.
In the end, standing at the entrance of the piano room on the second floor was a handsome young man. He put down the suona in his hand and rushed to the cold Qianling with a smile.
At this moment, this joyous tune dropped the last note in the meeting.
"I wrote it for you before, I don't know if you like it or not." Luo Jiujiang said warmly, "Its name is "He Groom"."
Suddenly, Han Qianling felt that he had been waiting for the other party for many years.
"you……"
Han Qianling's eyes moved, and Shao Lan beside him couldn't restrain himself, and said angrily: "What are you doing here?"
In fact, compared to this sentence, Shao Lan wants to ask "How did you come out?"
He not only locked the door of Luo Jiujiang's room, but also hung an iron lock!
Shao Lan looked at Han Qianling beside him in a little panic, and when he looked at Luo Jiujiang, he couldn't suppress his nearly boiling rage.
In his opinion, Luo Jiujiang is pure heart.
He didn't know where he knew that Han Qianling would be a guest today, so he was afraid that he was about to fall out of favor, so he ran out to make trouble at this time.
Damn, it.
With her back to Han Qianling, Shao Lan's face sank like a dark cloud.
He thinks Shen Qingjiang just has to deal with it. It was because he was so kind to Shen Qingjiang before that he made this little pet arrogantly unable to find Bei.
He was too gentle before.
This time, when Han Qianling left, he tied Shen Qingjiang up and hung it overnight, and he would learn everything the next day!
With the voice that Shao Lan shouted earlier, Han Qianling's attention had already been drawn to him. He took his hands off the black and white keys of the piano, stood up silently, and asked, "Who is this?"
Shao Lan smiled ugly. He replied reluctantly, trying not to show his guilty conscience: "It's a child of a domestic servant. Autistic, so he doesn't look at people's faces, but he has a talent for music. He grew up with me since he was a child. Great, I can’t bear to watch him be displaced. The villa environment is better, so I let him live here."
After hurriedly using these words to round up, Shao Lan's face suddenly stern. He strode to the door and called the bodyguard, motioning them to pull Luo Jiujiang back.
At the moment when he passed Luo Jiujiang, Shao Lan cast an extremely sharp warning look at Luo Jiujiang.
The fingers on Luo Jiujiang's side curled up slightly, and quickly spread out again.
This behavior was keenly caught by Han Qianling, and he asked softly: "Are you... afraid?"
Luo Jiujiang smiled and shook his head.
System 5555: [...] He is afraid of being a hairy.
The system can testify based on the identification result of the brain wave frequency range. This great is just suppressing his urge to pull off those two eyeballs.
Taking advantage of Shao Lan lying on the doorway shouting bodyguards, Luo Jiujiang took two more steps in the direction of Han Qianling.
Strangely, at this time, both of them have a little bit of care in their hearts.
Han Qianling saw that the atmosphere was wrong, for fear that Luo Jiujiang would be frightened by Shao Lan.
And Luo Jiujiang looked at this Han Qianling, who had no cultivation base, lovingly, thinking that in the song just now, he used the power of sound killing, wondering if it would make his ears hurt?
Between the two sides, they both felt that each other was transparent and fragile. It was a crystal apple that had to be held carefully in the palm of his hand. This scene was really interesting.
Shao Lan quickly turned around. He decided to stretch out his hand to hold Luo Jiujiang's wrist, trying to drag him to take him out.
Han Qianling immediately took a step forward.
Just before he could stop him, Luo Jiujiang quickly raised the suona in his right hand, and smashed Shao Lan's forehead quite easily.
Bang
I have to say that the quality of the suona that Shao Lan asked Luo Jiujiang was really good.
In addition to the muffled sound of metal hitting the forehead, Suona also has its own stereo ring sound effect, and a long buzzing echo leaks from the horn.
For a moment, Shao Lan felt that his brain was completely synchronized with the echo, his brain had become a puddle, and the whole person stood on the spot stupidly.
Shao Lan was going to be stunned by this one.
He couldn't imagine that Shen Qingjiang, who has a personality like a ball of cotton, is not only so creative now, but also dare to resist!
Perhaps because he hasn't adapted to this strong sense of drop, Shao Lan's arm still maintains the original movement, stretching forward tenaciously. He stretched his fingers to grasp, and wanted to touch Luo Jiujiang a second time.
Luo Jiujiang certainly did what he wanted.
Suona feels pretty good when he copied it, this time Luo Jiujiang knocked twice, Bang Bang
Shao Lan's head was played by him with the sound of Big Ben.
Shao Lan: "..."
Shao Lan said dumbfounded: "You, you hit me..."
Luo Jiujiang calmly said: "Yes, then you have to tell your father."
Han Qianling: "Puff."
Shao Lan took a step backwards, he stared at Luo Jiujiang blankly for a moment, as if facing a monster he had never known before.
It's still a monster that can blow suona.
At the next moment, Shao Lan returned to his senses, angrily and gestured to the bodyguard outside the door.
Originally, he wanted to drag Luo Jiujiang out personally and hand it over to these bodyguards to preserve his demeanor in front of Han Qianling. So that a bunch of bodyguards rushed in, making him particularly violent.
However, it is not used now.
Anyway, against the three big bags on his forehead, his image in front of Han Qianling was almost lost.
Luo Jiujiang just smiled when faced with the top five bodyguards and the poor ones.
Han Qianling tensed his body and walked quickly to Luo Jiujiang, while the system 5555 was even more nervous and the data stream appeared white.
A classic sound effect flashed in its mind for an instant-[Big Kill! unstoppable! ]
Do not! It can't let the host do things like this! Otherwise it will follow the blacklist of the world! Lifting the ban is very expensive, it is almost out of money!
At that moment, the system 5555 was so nervous that the electronic sounds were a little distorted.
It quickly and Luo Jiujiang Chen Ming's interest: [Host, you have found your Taoist companion. If you are on the world blacklist, it will take a lot of effort to come in again! ]
[Ok. ] Luo Jiujiang answered casually.
His response sounded like a natural sound, and the system hurriedly implemented the next plan: [Please don't worry, the host, the plan to abuse the scum is still behind. ]
[This is indeed. I already have several matches for him in my heart. ]
After the system agreed, it quickly said: [Now the plot is in difficult mode, you can choose to host. ]
For Luo Jiujiang, a few mortals who have never even practiced Qi are certainly not a difficult mode.
But he is quite interested in the "hosting" of the system.
Luo Jiujiang's good faith: [Hosting. ]
At that moment, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he heard the system let out a breath.
The words "beginning of trusteeship" were pronounced by the system as if "escaped a disaster."
Logically speaking, hosting requires energy points.
However, the system is too afraid of Luo Jiujiang's troubles, so he would rather put this energy point on his own.
At the next moment, Luo Jiujiang felt an external will controlling his body, and that will manipulated his limbs, intending to walk in the direction of the window sill.
interesting.
Luo Jiujiang paid a little attention, and the control over his limbs returned to him. However, he still followed the inertia of the previous strength and walked to the window sill according to the design of the hosting model.
There is a snow-white curtain hanging by the window of the piano room, and the bottom of the curtain is embroidered with light blue waves. The soft breeze of late spring poured in from the window and fluttered the veiled bed curtain. This scene is almost a picture.
And Luo Jiujiang, who stood at the window, was the person in the painting.
He tilted his head slightly to Han Qianling and smiled: "Waiting for you below." Without hesitation, he jumped down, his figure as neat as a stumbling black eagle.
Before jumping off, he did not forget to return the suona to Shao Lan politely.
The accuracy and strength of the sword is so good, even the speed is not something ordinary people can react.
So it was another bang, and Shao Lan fell down, slowly bulging the fourth big bag on his forehead.
He was lying on the ground with his eyes open, four bodyguards of five big and three thick standing at the corner of his body, but no one could react.
It wasn't until Shao Lan fell that the bodyguards rushed to help him, and as soon as they lowered their heads, they saw the employer's horrible forehead.
These four swellings lined up on Shao Lan's forehead, like a large sarcoma formed by a combination, instantly making him extremely resemble the Antarctic Xianzun old birthday star.
The corner of Han Qianling's mouth quietly raised, and then quickly fell.
He walked towards the door without a word.
As soon as Shao Lan got up from the ground, he raised his hand as if to stop.
Han Qianling asked sharply: "What? Are you going to let the bodyguards come and intercept me?"
"...No, Ansel, I...Listen to me..." Shao Lan's lips trembled.
How could Han Qianling stay for him. He gave Shao Lan a half-hearted disdain, and walked briskly downstairs to find Luo Jiujiang.