Douluo: My system is a bit awkward

Chapter 35
As we all know, the song "Autumn Moon over Pinghu" has a fresh style, strong local characteristics and continuous lyricism.The melody is bright and smooth, and the tone is tactful. It depicts the beautiful scenery of the lake and the moon in the south of China, and the poetic and picturesque scenery. It has an indifferent, distant and illusory artistic conception, expressing the author's feelings and love for the natural scenery, so it has become a masterpiece in Cantonese music.

Suifeng closed his eyes slightly, looked solemn, and took a deep breath of the clear air nearby.Substitute yourself into the song "Autumn Moon on Pinghu", place yourself in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and swim in the beautiful natural scenery.

The proprietress couldn't see anything, but Qianqian didn't look like she was joking just now, but rather solemn.

No matter what industry is divided into three, six, nine and so on, the same thing, some people do well, naturally some people do poorly.

The same is true in the profession of musicians, and the vulgar musicians are not bad at all according to the score, but that's all, they have their own styles and no gods.

Mid-stream musicians are able to bring into the mood of the composer at that time, so the songs they play have a strong mood.In Qianqian's opinion, although this young man did not play, he had already reached the level of a mid-stream musician.

And the high-class musicians do not mean the high-class professional playing with a goblet.

Real high-class musicians are no longer imitating others and comprehending other people's moods, but have their own unique ideas, and play them out to create their own style.

There was once a master who relied on the song "Thunder".Shocked the music world, because what to say about this song?Some are deviant, some say he is vulgar, some say he is down-to-earth and catchy.

But now, who wouldn't say the last two words, Jinglei's sky-reaching cultivation base, the sky fell into the purple-gold hammer.How natural the result is is judged by the audience.

To borrow Mr. Fan's words again, the upper-class musicians no longer care about other genres, because his own style of acting is the genre.

Gently put Bai Yuxiao to his mouth with the wind, "Qiangqiang"

As soon as the sound of the flute started, Qianqian and the proprietress held their breath unconsciously.

The proprietress had never heard such a beautiful tune before. She closed her eyes and seemed to have seen the lake, the cruise ship, the sparkling waves around, and the quiet time.

And Qianqian's eyes widened in shock, no, she just guessed completely wrong, she had never heard this song, wouldn't it be his original?If it is original~
Then he, he is an upper-class musician, but how is this possible, how old is he this year?
Probably only about six years old?No matter which high-level musicians, there is not a grade below fifty.The genius of the sky is probably not enough to describe it.

It was in this complicated mood that Qianqian finished listening to the whole song "Autumn Moon Over Pinghu", the song ended, and the proprietress woke up like a dream.

Suifeng slowly opened his eyes and asked confidently, "How?"

He feels that he has played a long time this time. This is the charm of money, which is really fascinating.

The proprietress clapped her hands and said, "Okay."

Turning her head to look at Qianqian, she just thinks it's good, but she's not very clear about the specifics. It's better to ask a professional.

Qianqian also smiled slightly, although she couldn't see her face clearly, but Sui Feng could still imagine the beautiful face under the veil, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Very good, at least it can be ranked in the top three among all the Xiao songs I have heard."

The proprietress looked at Suifeng in shock. Although she realized that the evaluation might be very high, she did not expect it to be so high.

Then Qianqian said to Suifeng seriously: "I'll ask you a question next, I hope you can answer me truthfully."

Suifeng looked at Qianqian's solemn expression and nodded seriously.

"Is this Xiao song your original?"

Suifeng was stunned for a moment, looking at Qianqian's expectant wink, but in the end she didn't deceive her.

Shaking his head gently, "No."

Qianqian was a little lost, and whispered in a low voice: "Isn't it true? Which master's masterpiece is that? Why haven't I heard of it."

"Uh, um" he faltered with the wind, but couldn't say why.

Qianqian's eyes brightened, she seemed to understand something.

The light in his eyes turned slightly, and his smile was like a flower, "You have been admitted, you can get [-] gold soul coins every month, just come here at ten o'clock every night, what do you think?"

Sui Feng said with some surprise: "Really?"

"Yes." Qianqian gave Suifeng a positive wink.

"Okay, since Qianqian has spoken, then you can stay. Don't be late for work on the first day tonight." The lady boss nodded helplessly.

"Okay, thank you two sisters, then I'll go to school first." Suifeng said happily, [-] gold soul coins per month, he subsidizes only one gold soul coin a month in Wuhun Hall.

Have you entered a well-off life so soon? ? ?
"Are you still in school?" Qianqian looked at Suifeng in surprise. I don't know how many times she was surprised today.

Nodding with the wind, he said, "Yes, I am studying at Notting College, just in my first year."

"Little Dummy, you're a soul master at such a young age? You look like five or six years old, right? Xiao Chui is also so good. Sure enough, the hero is a boy. It's amazing, amazing!" Qianqian was full of admiration. , and touched the dog's head with a smile.

The old face who was praised by Suifeng blushed, but he still patted the smooth and tender hand, "Don't call me a little fool, I'm Suifeng, follow the wind, the wind is the wind with the wind."

"Well, I see, little dick."

"Don't call me a fool."

"Okay, little fool."

"You, I'm not called a fool."

"..."

Seeing the two quarreling, Qianqian covered her mouth and smiled, and with the bulging appearance, the proprietress also showed a gratified smile. She hadn't laughed so happily in a long time.

"You have a good rest tonight, and come back to work tomorrow night." The proprietress said to Suifeng.

Suifeng nodded seriously, indicating that he knew.

"On your first day at work, don't be late, you little fool." Qianqian also smiled, teasing Suifeng.

After saying goodbye to the two of them, I went back to the dormitory.

……

Tang San saw a small figure at the intersection, no need to think, it must be that stinky boy Xiaofeng.

"Hey! Xiaofeng!"

Turning around with the wind, it turned out to be Tang San: "Huh? Tang San, are you going back to the dormitory too?"

Tang San shook his head and said, "No, I plan to go to work at the blacksmith shop first. I haven't been there for several days, and I won't go if I don't care."

Then, thinking that Suifeng was also looking for a job, he asked, "How is your job search?"

Suifeng sighed softly when he thought of the foul beautiful woman.

Tang San saw the expression on his childhood playmate, how could he not know the reason, patted his shoulder and comforted: "You are still young, many people won't hire you. It's alright, take your time. The big deal is that I will ask if the blacksmith shop accepts people, after all, you are not less powerful than me."

"No, I've found a job, it's just..." Suifeng was a little hesitant to say anything, and Suifeng, who has been in and out of high-end clubs all the year round, also reflected where it was.

Good old man Tang San, looking at Suifeng's appearance, guessed that it might be the reason for the salary, and continued: "The salary is more or less the same. I work in the blacksmith shop for a month, and only one silver soul coin. But There is one gold soul coin for the Wuhundian subsidy every month.

And soul masters are subsidized by ten gold soul coins a month, so the top priority is to increase their strength. "

After thinking about it with the wind, Tang San can live so happily every month while being so poor, he hurriedly said to Tang San, "Thank you, little San, after your comfort, I feel much better."

Tang San also smiled and said, "That's right, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner, and I'll go to the blacksmith shop after lunch."

"Yeah." Sui Feng nodded.

"By the way, although your salary is low, how much is it?" Tang San turned his head and asked curiously.

"Oh, not much, maybe eighty gold soul coins." Suifeng said casually, turning to look at Tang San enviously,

"Unlike you, one silver soul coin per month is not much, but you get really happy. For me, even if I earn [-] gold soul coins every month, it will add a lot of troubles and worries about spending money. Maybe this It's the price to pay for growth."

Tang San:"......."

Suifeng looked curiously at Tang San who was in a daze: "What's wrong? Little San?"

Tang San had a black line on his face, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, looking at Suifeng's handsome face: "Have you finally taken that step? But you can't sell your soul just for eighty gold soul coins. what."

Tucao with the wind: "Do I look like a person who betrayed my body?"

Tang San said faintly: "It's not like, you are, otherwise there is no good place to earn eighty gold soul coins a month, if there is, I want to do it too."

Suifeng was speechless, so he explained to Tang San what happened before.

Well, Tang San admitted that he was a little sour.

"You big dog, hurry up and invite me to dinner." Tang San glared at Suifeng.

With a smile on the wind: "You said before that you invited me to dinner. After this meal, I will treat you to dinner next time."

The two of them had one sentence, but none of them went to a small noodle restaurant to eat Dunyang Chun noodles.

(End of this chapter)