OBS Chapter 381: Word Game and Ensemble
Chapter 381: Word Game and Ensemble
Zhao Hao couldn't help laughing, "Zhang Yuan looked at the monkey—"
"Hmm?" Zhang Yuan closed his eyes in confusion.
Don't be ridiculous!
The trend of stealing bamboo shoots has finally reached him, right?
Everyone: “Hahahaha—”
In the end, no one can escape!
"The more I look at it, the more it looks like—" Chen Chusheng pondered for a while, then slowly looked at Wang Zhengliang beside him.
"Next to my house—" Wang Zhengliang bit his fingernails.
"Not far away—" Luo Yanqi covered her mouth with her fist and continued to speak.
Lu Hu: "That building—"
Zhang Yuan: "There's a person—"
Wang Yuexin looked at Su Xing and said without hesitation: "His name—"
Su Xing knew without even listening that the question was about him. Cat pouting.jpg self-deprecatingly: "It's Su Xing."
After he finished speaking, he heard the laughter of his brothers and lay on the table with a wronged look on his face.
"You handed it to me... I didn't have any other choice."
He raised his head and complained that Wang Yuexin, who was smiling sweetly, could only make fun of himself when he said this.
"He passed it on like this before." Wang Yuexin put the blame on Zhang Yuan, his jaw dropping with laughter.
"Then what can I do?" Zhang Yuan refused to take the blame.
"No, no, Brother Sheng has already defined it." Wang Zhengliang put the blame on Chen Chusheng who spoke first.
In the end, Chen Chusheng, who took the blame, just smiled, although he did glance at Su Xing when he spoke.
"Let me try one." Su Xing took a bite of the braised duck and continued asking questions, "Polar Park."
"There's a naughty monkey." Wang Yuexin patted Su Xing's shoulder, and then continued seriously.
Su Xing, feeling like he was shot by an arrow, raised his head and spoke in a fluent dialect: "Is it me?"
"Hahahahahaha—" Everyone couldn't stop laughing.
“…” Su Xing fell on the wall laughing, and the victim of this game was born.
It's just him, hum~ I don't want to play anymore, the cat feels wronged.jpg
The game was over and they had finished their meal. Listening to the music coming from upstairs, they decided to go and listen together as spectators.
"Hello, hello, hello uncles and aunts!" Wang Zhengliang put his hands together and bowed embarrassedly to apologize.
They just want to appreciate and communicate with the music up close.
Because a group of seven people came up and blocked the door, the noise naturally caused the elderly choir members who were immersed in the music in the room to stop playing their instruments and look at them in confusion.
"Hello, we have been going back and forth several times just now, but we didn't have the courage to come in. I see that you have been so engaged." Lu Hu scratched his head and explained with an embarrassed smile.
They didn't mean to disturb us, they just wanted to come up and see if they could have some conversation because they really enjoyed the music.
The uncles and aunts in the room felt a little uneasy facing the unfamiliar cameras with guns and cannons. They greeted them with their instruments in hand and didn't know what to say.
"Hey, uncle and aunt, have you always cooperated with each other and played together? Or are you just getting together temporarily?" Wang Zhengliang asked curiously.
Just watching them playing together you can tell that they have great chemistry and cooperate well with each other.
"We often play together." The aunt wearing an orange sweater near the door answered.
"We often play together because I used to play the accordion." Wang Zhengliang mentioned the instrument he could play and hoped to communicate and learn with them.
It's not easy to come to the music capital, it would be nice to exchange experiences.
"He used to be an accordion champion when he was a kid." Zhang Yuan at the back proudly introduced Brother Liang.
"Really?" Uncle and aunt were immediately surprised and quite interested.
I thought they were just a few ignorant customers, but I didn't expect them to be the champion.
This made all the uncles and aunts sigh in admiration. He is a professional musician!
Wang Zhengliang nodded modestly, "Yes, when I was very young."
"Then give me one."
"Let's listen to one."
"Play the accordion."
The uncles and aunts immediately became interested and asked him to play a song on the spot.
"Come, let's listen to Brother Liang playing the accordion." Lu Hu clapped his hands in agreement.
"Then I'd like to join you guys and collaborate on a piece." Wang Zhengliang, addicted to playing the accordion, wasn't afraid to show off his accordion prowess. He took the accordion from an uncle and slung it across his chest. He smiled and nodded, looking at Luo Qiqi outside. He winked and said, "Ah Qi, do one too? How about another symphony of chords? I think this kind of collaboration is rare."
"Yes, Ah Qi, come up and play one too. I'll take a video for you as a souvenir." Su Xing took out his mobile phone and happily prepared to turn on the camera to record it for them.
"My wife is very good at playing the guqin. She can play a song with you uncles and aunts." Chen Chusheng's tone was full of pride.
"Come together, then we'll play one song each." The uncle who was playing the piano naturally had no objection.
"Then I'll show off my ugliness." Luo Qiqi smiled embarrassedly.
She took the guqin that the staff had just brought to her from the car, and the uncle and aunt who were originally in the middle position moved slightly to make an empty space.
Lu Hu and Wang Yuexin helped her set up the piano stand. Luo Yiqi sat down with the piano in her arms and tested the sound before nodding to them.
"Then let's play 'Moscow Evenings'," said one of the aunts.
Luo Yanqi nodded, "Yes."
She had heard this song before, and it should be fine according to the score.
The five guys standing at the door had already taken out their cell phones to shoot videos, and even the program crew had specially set up a camera.
First, Wang Zhengliang played the accordion, and then the other ensembles of the "Happy Voice" orchestra, including violins and cellos, sounded.
As they played together, Luo Yanqi lowered her head and smiled softly, her slender fingers lightly plucking the strings, like a dancing butterfly.
The sound of the guqin was not suppressed by the high-pitched sounds of the cello, accordion and violin ensemble, but instead blended into them harmoniously and beautifully.
Perhaps, music is such a magical thing, unique and has its own unique charm that is particularly attractive.
Not only were they fascinated and absorbed in the song, but the uncles and aunts present also swayed and clapped along with the song with appreciation and recognition on their faces.
A very elegant aunt sitting on the sofa put her hat on the head of Wang Zhengliang who was sitting next to her.
"Aqi and Brother Liang are both shining." Chen Chusheng's eyes were filled with tears, and he clasped his bony hands together to applaud them, feeling proud and proud.
"They debuted together as a musician fifteen years ago and are still shining brightly on the road of music today."
"Brother Liang and Sister Qi are both glowing, it's really beautiful and touching."
"I cried and I cried again"
"I'm moved by Brother Xiaoliang, I'm moved by Sister Qi, sob sob sob"
"All we have in our eyes are the two of them. The affectionate look in their eyes is truly amazing!"