Chapter 81: 1 moving

　　 Seeing Rong Niang preparing to sing, many people have already put down their wine glasses and made a posture to listen carefully. In the slightly calm lobby, Fu Linghua's words were clearly heard by many people, and their eyes turned to Yu Yu involuntarily. No one could believe that such a word came from such a native product!
　　 Yu Yu can write words that are full of passion like "Man Jiang Hong", and it seems to make sense. After all, talent is the hardest thing to say. I don't have the ability, can others not write it? But this poem is different. No matter how you look at it, it looks like it was written by a woman. The kind of silent sadness and unspeakable misery, coupled with the kind of loneliness, is definitely not from a man, otherwise How should this man explain this feeling?
Yu Yu can’t explain. In fact, he does not have similar feelings, but he knows that such poems are not necessarily only for women to write. I think that Liu Yong is a good hand, and he does a good word. Graceful and graceful things, and Nalan Ruoyong, this person has extremely delicate feelings, and the lyrics and music written are also very affectionate, and graceful and unpretentious. But after all, it was someone else, not himself. Yu Yu was a little lacking in confidence, and it seemed a bit unnatural on the face!
　　 Rong Niang was taken aback for a moment, then she smiled and said, "Why, girl, don't you believe it?"
Fu Linghua shook his head. "It's possible for this person to say that he can make "Man Jianghong", but if this "A Plum Blossom" was also made by him, it would be unreasonable. After all, it is hard to imagine that such words and music are from Yu Yu is such a crude handwriting. If he can write such words, how will we women live in the future?"
Rouzhi chuckled, "Little sister, this kind of talent is hard to explain. The talent of my little brother, sister, I admire. If I didn't see it in person, he wrote this poem, sister, I It's really hard to believe, but this is true after all. Rongniang and I were both present at the time, but this word came from Yu Yu's handwriting!"
With Rouzhi’s explanation, Fu Linghua couldn’t say anything. He just looked at Yu Yu and the expression on her face became weird. Li Xinrui was a little confused, and asked, "Yu Gongzi, this is the only way to raise her eyebrows, but she said something in her heart. It is regarded as a classic in the holy city. Do you such a poem and calligrapher, don’t you know? Why didn’t you admit that you wrote it?"
Yu Yu naturally understood what Li Xinrui was referring to at the time, and said,
Isn’t the professor there at the time? I saw that Professor Su liked this phrase so much, so I didn’t say it. Because I was afraid that after she knew it, she would feel that I was a little wrong. normal!"
　　Rongniang said, "Alright, I'll sing this masterpiece by Yu Dazhizi for you, listen to it, and give some guidance to my sister later!"
　　 Everyone withdrew their gazes, they were already reluctant to see Yu Yu, tonight Yu Yu had enough of the limelight, so that these people suddenly felt dull, and all began to drink bored wine. Chi Weihua carried the jar and came to Yu Yu's table, and poured a bowl of wine for Yu Yu. "Good fellow, you still write about that stuff, it's amazing, come and have one!"
　　 Rongniang started, and the lobby suddenly became quiet. Even the guests upstairs who had not left opened the door and listened quietly. This tune is really fascinating, and it feels comfortable all over, it seems that it has been ironed by something, and the internal organs feel that it is incomparable. Before singing, the slightly sad but undisclosed song has quietly brought people's thoughts to a quiet and deep boudoir, and they have seen their respective thoughts wandering in the boudoir.
　　 It is not very appropriate to say that Rongniang's voice is that big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, because Rongniang's tone is not as narrow as that of ordinary women, but rather deep and generous. It's just that this deepness naturally also engulfed the woman's various tenderness and the artist's helplessness. This feeling is not only listening to a bleak ancient style, but also like a lover telling the grievances of many years.
　　 When he went to Lanzhou alone, Fu Linghua instantly blushed, picked up the folding fan to cover his face, and just listened in silence. Whether it was Chi Weihua, who was still arguing and drinking just now, or Xue Ziling, who was light and windy, they were unconsciously quiet, and their eyes were full of peace and tranquility.
　　 Shi Mutian's teary eyes were hazy, and he really shed tears after listening to the song. He saw that he was on a lonely road, struggling to chase Li Xinrui. When he was about to catch up, Yu Yu suddenly stabbed Li Xinrui in his arms, and he yelled hoarsely, but nothing. Useless, he saw Li Xinrui and Yu Yu looking at each other, completely treating himself as an outsider. His heart was bleeding, and he screamed, but he couldn't attract Li Xinrui's attention.
　　 When he talked to Shi Tieyun about proposing marriage to Li Xinrui's house that day, Shi Tieyun had told him that this matter needed to be slowed down, because the Li family had already said that she would not consider her lifelong affairs until Li Xinrui successfully graduated from the university.
　　 only raised his eyebrows, but raised his heart~EbookFREE.me~The climax is the end!
　　 As everyone still expressed their feelings, Rong Niang's crying voice slowly dissipated into people's hearts with the smell of wine in the lobby.
They all forgot to applaud, but just sat blankly, Rong Niang got up and said, "Let everyone laugh!" Then everyone realized their gaffe, and thunderous applause lasted in the lobby. Even upstairs there was a lot of applause.
　　 One song ends, like the journey of that lifetime!
Rao was used to the soft weaving of the song "One Cut Plum", but she soon returned to normal. She got up and pulled Rongniang and sat down next to herself and said to Yu Yu, "How about it, a gifted man, I Does this girl’s singing deserve your words?"
　　 Yu Yu quickly got up, "This score is good, Rongniang's singing voice is better, it has nothing to do with my words, I am ashamed!"
　　 Yu Yu was also deeply moved, unable to react to the sound of the song just now, and his expression was a bit sad. Rongniang said, "Young Master Yu, I can compare it to me. Without your poem, I can't think of such an artistic conception. I'll have a few drinks with you today!"
　　 The maid behind her immediately poured Niang Niang a glass of wine slowly, and Niang Niang picked up the glass, "I have a small amount, I can only use this, don't mind!"
　　 Yu Yu picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one go, "Rongniang, it's amazing!"
　　 "Everyone is drinking, what are you doing?" Zuo Xiaoyong was a little embarrassed at the scene and quickly said loudly.
"Yeah, you guys are here to have a good time. I'll give you a lot of fun. You have to have a good time, and you can live up to Miss Rongniang's wishes!" There is a smart little servant. When I was used to this scene, I quickly came up to add some wine. Everyone slowly recovered from the grief just now and started drinking.