This system is actually worse than me!

"Sovereign Master Lin Yu, this is the real coin for selling Huli Dan. It sold a total of 1000 million yuan. I divided 6000 million yuan from my subordinates. The 3000 million yuan belongs to you, and the [-] million yuan belongs to me." He kept silent about the extra money sold. carry.

Lin Yu took the real coins handed over by Qin Yun, "The market is not bad!"

"This thing works really well. Those flower girls are all in trouble. Take some time to work hard and refine some more. This opportunity to make money is not to be missed!"

"I will refine this myself. I heard that Du Qiuniang is opening today?" Lin Yu asked.

"Don't tell me I forgot. Feng Ya Ge notified today that after Miss Xuan Ji finishes dancing, there will be the second Du Qiuniang performance."

"You said last time that she is the one who composes and plays the music? I don't know what instruments they all play?"

"She knows everything, such as guqin, bagpipe, flute, piccolo, and she is best at playing flute."

"What about composing music? It must be quite profound to study ancient music!"

"The eight-tone ensemble of ancient tunes, tunes, and tunes are all very good at it, so if you want to compose a tune that can impress her, you must either study the ancient tunes more deeply than her, or find another way."

"Another way?" Lin Yu asked.

"Yes."

Anyway, Lin Yu definitely doesn't know how to play ancient music, and he doesn't understand any notes and tunes.

"Little sweetheart, do you understand ancient songs?"

[I understand everything. 】The little sweetheart said proudly, with her immature breasts, she looks like a princess of Taiping!

"Then it's up to you later."

After entering the Fengya Pavilion, under Qin Yun's skillful operation, the two also entered Du Qiuniang's special performance. At this time, the last dance of Miss Xuanji had just ended.

"Who is this Du Qiuniang?"

"I don't know, I heard that he is amazing at composing music, and he is amazing at playing and singing, especially his skill at playing the flute. It's simply amazing, it makes people feel ecstatic!"

"Anyway, flower girls who sell their art but not their body all have unique skills, not to mention the set of iron rods ground into needles for selling their bodies, which is tacky and not soft."

"That's right, on the prostitution side, you thought she only opened the door for you, but in fact, hundreds of millions of people died inside."

Du Qiuniang's show hadn't started yet, so the rich kids who were there were tea drinkers and alcohol drinkers, to pass the time first.

After half a sound, the Huamen girl shouted happily: "My lords and guests, are you ready? Let's start listening to the music."

Sure enough, after the Huamen girl finished speaking, she could only hear the sound of the piano coming from both sides, like the rushing sound of a clear spring in the mountain, and like the low singing of a lark.

Lin Yu, who doesn't know the rhythm, calms down. He just feels like falling into a mountain abyss. He sees streams flowing in front of him and orioles flying past.

Everyone was immersed in the music, and finally only woke up when they heard the sound of a broken porcelain bottle and the roar of knives and guns.

"The silver bottle broke and the water burst out, and the cavalry protruded with swords and guns." Lin Yu couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that the pipa music that Bai Juyi, the poet demon, was listening to is true, and there really is such a music in the world.

After the song, a woman came up slowly from the side. Her shoulders were bare, without suspenders, her chest was full of flesh, and her cup size was no smaller than D.

"If you have the ball, you must be tough." Lin Yu said helplessly, and then calmed down, his brother was really disappointing.

Du Qiuniang sat in the middle, but immediately, a tulle curtain fell from the middle to separate Du Qiuniang from the others.

"My gentlemen and guests, Qiuniang said that you can comment on the music she played just now, or write better music yourself, and show it to Qiuniang. If Qiuniang thinks it is good, you can go to the third floor. Boudoir."

After Huamen girl finished speaking, most people started to look at each other in blank dismay, good guy, they thought they couldn't write a better piece of music just now, they are all a group of rich kids who eat, drink and have fun.

"Let me comment first. Miss Qiuniang's piece of music has really benefited me a lot. After listening to it, I want to go back and learn how to play music. I don't know if I'm lucky. If Qiuniang can take me as an apprentice, teach me every day, and I will be happy in the future." It will become everyone."

"Fuck your grandma, why don't you go to the Fengyue Pavilion where you sell yourself and let them teach you how to play the flute and sharpen the iron rod? In the future, you can become everyone."

"That's right, if you don't understand it, you don't understand it, and you will benefit a lot."

Often, the first one to comment or come on stage is basically the target of everyone’s criticism. It’s okay if you say something meaningful, but if you don’t mean it, I’m sorry, I’ll scold you to death. This is the first example. .

"After listening to it, I also feel that Qiuniang's playing skills are really meticulous. Every guqin is played with precision. The fingering on the guqin is like a phantom, which makes people unable to take their eyes off it."

Du Qiuniang still kept silent, but the others still wanted to say a few words: "I can't even say the name of the music, and I'm showing off, shame on me."

"That's right, fingering. When you entered the girl's door, did you see her fingering?"

"It's still accurate. If this performance is not accurate, it will be messed up long ago. Isn't it nonsense?"

"Young master and guest, what Qiuniang played just now was a pipa, not a guqin." Huamen girl laughed.

"Hahaha, I didn't understand anything when I played it, and I pretended to understand it. It's really ridiculous."

I have to say that I never said these booing things. Once someone said it, it was ruthless ridicule and ridicule, making the people behind me afraid to continue talking.

"How do you feel, sweetheart?"

[This song should only exist in the sky, it is rare to hear it in the world. 】

"It's obviously not okay to say that, I'd better write the music!" Lin Yu took a piece of paper from the table and began to write and compose the music.

Seeing Lin Yu's movements, other people also learned to compose music with pen and paper, because they also knew that commenting in front of Qiuniang was a bronze show in front of the king.

It's hard to get into the elegant hall of a woman, let alone enter the house and communicate afterwards.

Everyone was immersed in composing the music again, and after a while, a guest in blue shirt stood up, holding his masterpiece, and said: "Xia Qianbian, I have been proficient in music theory since I was a child, and I just wrote an ancient song, please Qiu Niang. "

The man handed over the paper, and the flower girl took it, and handed the paper to Du Qiuniang, who picked up the pipa and played it.

I have to say, it's still very good to listen to, and at least the people around are praising it: "Not bad, I'm fascinated by what I've heard."

"It's a bit of a skill!"

Everyone praised, and the man became proud: "It seems that today I will go to the third floor with Qiuniang to talk about life alone, and I have entered the room."

Immediately afterwards, Du Qiuniang finally spoke: "Young Master, this ancient song is mysterious, but the little girl is still not moved."

As long as Qiuniang is not tempted, the others will start booing: "Repay Qianbian, I think you owe Bian."

"I've finished it too, please have a look at Qiuniang." Lin Yu picked up his composition.

The flower girl took it, walked in, and handed it to Du Qiuniang. Du Qiuniang looked at the name first, and said in surprise, "Little Apple?"

Thank you for the reminder of Night Eye 3, for the boss!

Forgive me for the two updates every day during the Chinese New Year, and I will add it later.

It is said that I was dragged to a blind date today, but I will not talk about the result, harm!