I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly

Zhang Xiao was startled, and quickly bowed his head and said, "I'm so anxious, and I hope the young girl will be happy."

"Are you happy? I hope she can be sad." Zhang Chunqiu looked up in a certain direction and said with a complex look: "Born in the Zhang family, she has no qualifications for sadness. If she can, I hope she can understand what It's sad, at least she's still a little girl. "

Zhang Xiao said angrily: "If I can choose, I would rather bear this instead of the little girl, but the one in the magic grave ..."

"Shut up." Zhang Chunqiu, who was always so moist as jade, seemed suddenly angry, staring at Zhang Xiao, like a knife.

Zhang Xiao was shocked and trembled, taking two steps back.

Although he is a brother of almost the same age, Zhang Xiao has deep awe in his heart for Zhang Chunqiu. He may even dare to hang out with Zhang Chunqiu and even deliberately argue with Zhang Chunqiu.

However, once Zhang Chunqiu was serious, Zhang Xiao didn't dare to say anything. Like Zhang Chunqiu's anger, Zhang Xiao had never seen it before, and was scared in his heart. He almost dared not look up to see Zhang Chunqiu.

Zhang Chunqiu stared coldly at Zhang Xiao and said, "You have to remember that your life was replaced by the little girl. You are not qualified to say anything to replace her. Everyone in the Zhang family is the same. The little girl owes no one to the Zhang family. People, only Zhang's family owes her. If you really want to save her, then leave your life. Without Zhang's family, without us, the little girl won't have to bear everything. "

"Brother, I know, I didn't mean that ..." Zhang Xiao was pale by Zhang Chunqiu for a while, but he didn't dare to refute, and even spoke incoherently.

Zhang Chunqiu didn't say anything, didn't listen to Zhang Xiao, turned around and left directly.

After waiting for Zhang Chunqiu to disappear into Zhang Xiao's sight, Zhang Xiao's complexion gradually returned to normal, and he murmured in a low voice: "You're not the same, what qualifications are you angry with me?"

The next day, Zhou Wen came to Zhang Yuzhi's garden again.

Zhang Yuzhi today is the same as yesterday.

Yesterday she was wearing a formal dress, like a ladylike lady. When she was in front of an outsider, she was very decent in dealing with people. At first glance, she was a famous princess.

In fact, it is not too much to say that Zhang Yuzhi is a princess. The sphere of influence of the Zhang family is larger than that of an ancient country.

But today Zhang Yuzhi is wearing a ponytail, wearing jeans underneath, a short-sleeved black T-shirt, and a long brimmed hat on her head.

Although the figure is still very good, the long legs are very eye-catching, but it looks like they were the same yesterday.

"What's that?" Zhou Wen noticed, putting a pile of things in the middle of the garden, covered with a large piece of black silk, and didn't know what it was.

Zhou Wen remembers that yesterday, there were no such things in the garden.

"This is a good thing. Have you ever heard that concerts make plants happy?" Zhang Yuzhi said with a wink.

Zhou Wen didn't hear what Zhang Yuzhi was talking about and couldn't see what she was talking about, so she remained silent.

Zhang Yuzhi seems to have known Zhou Wen would have such a reaction, and continued to say mysteriously, "In ancient times, after some people's research, plants could grow better after listening to good music. According to their Studies have shown that if ordinary vegetables listen to the beautiful tones played by musicians, they will grow more alive and alive than other similar vegetables that do not listen to music. "

Occasionally, Zhou Wen could hear a few words, and only knew that Zhang Yuzhi was talking about something like "vegetables", "music", and "happiness".

"Let's start working." Zhou Wen said helplessly.

Zhang Yuzhi poked her lips and seemed very dissatisfied with Zhou Wen's response, but she still pulled Zhou Wen to the pile of things, then lifted the black silk.

Only then did Zhou Wen see that it turned out to be a set of drums.

"Don't you say you want to clean up the garden? What are you doing with these things?" Zhou Wen asked, looking at the drum.

"Concerts make flowers and plants happy." Zhang Yu made a sly look, sat down in front of the drums, and said to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen finally heard this sentence, and those words that Zhang Yuzhi said before, immediately guessed a rough idea.

"Let me perform for you now. I have carefully practiced the music skills. I have a nickname in Zhangjia, Zhang Mozart's little one." Zhang Yuzhi said, then picked up the drum stick, and then knocked .

Zhou Wen didn't hear what Zhang Yuzhi was talking about, and didn't know who Mozart was, so he could only listen carefully to the drums she played.

Zhou Wen looked at Zhang Yuzhi, his look became more and more strange.

Zhang Yuzhi is very devoted, but even if Zhou Wen doesn't understand music, even if he hasn't heard the drum set before, even if he can only hear such a small segment now and then.

But this does not affect his belief that flowers and grass should not be happy after listening to such "music".

No, that shouldn't be considered music. It's more appropriate to use a voice to describe it.

Zhang Yuzhi seemed to be intoxicated, while knocking hard, he seemed to be shouting at Zhou Wen.

But Zhou Wen didn't even hear a word this time, and the sound of the drumming caused a great obstacle to his hearing.

Not only the sound of the drum set itself, the sound of the drum set affects all kinds of plants in the garden, petals, leaves, grass leaves, bugs, and even dust and bacteria make more sounds due to vibration.

The volume of sound information in Xiaoyuanzi increased by a geometric multiple, so that Zhou Wen could not hear what Zhang Yuzhi was talking about, and it was difficult to capture her voice information in the messy mass of sound information ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Yuzhi said a lot, see Zhou Wen didn't react at all, not only was not angry, but a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

After stopping the drum stick in his hand, Zhang Yuzhi said to Zhou Wen, "Zhou Wen, you are really smart, like ... when ..."

Zhou Wenquan listened intently to Zhang Yuzhi's voice. Because the drums stopped and the amount of voice information decreased greatly, he happened to catch Zhang Yuzhi's voice for the first time and heard her speak.

But when Zhang Yuzhi spoke, he tapped again, and his voice immediately disturbed Zhou Wen's hearing. He did not hear what Zhang Yuzhi said next.

However, listening to what I said earlier, it should be praised for his cleverness.

"Thank you, you have passed the prize." Zhou Wen said.

Zhang Yuzhi listened to Zhou Wen's words, her expression was very serious, but her eyes became crescent, because what she said last time was "smart like a pig".

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