Travel through time and become a stall owner! My girlfriend is the boss! lie flat

A thousand-year-old pipa and a ten-year-old zither play an erhu for a lifetime.

Yunfan's left hand gently pressed the two strings that could never embrace each other, and while his right hand pulled gently and slowly, the faint sound of the harp resounded throughout the entire Xijiang River.

The sound is desolate, like sighing or crying. It trembles with the sound of the piano and makes a rustling intermittent sound, like a drop of light rain falling on the heart, shaking the heart and soul.

This song expresses the feeling of missing you sadly.

The tune is full of sentimental and poignant emotions, and through the playing of Yunfan's erhu, the longing and sadness are vividly expressed.

When listening to this song, it reminds people of the beautiful partings in the past and the separation of the present, and even the separation of yin and yang, making people feel the pain and sadness deep in the heart of the person they miss.

The music embodies the complexity and profundity of emotions. Through the language of the sound of the huqin, it can touch people's hearts and souls and arouse resonance.

Listen to this song.

The person involved on the stage, Gong Xiyan, was already bursting into tears. The little girl beside her hugged her tightly and cried along with her.

"Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you! Why are you crying!"

Yue Rusingxing looked at Yun Fan and saw that his eyes were slightly closed, playing the erhu passionately, with sadness looming on his face.

Seeing this, Yue Ruge's beautiful autumn eyes kept flickering, and it was difficult to describe her mood at this moment.

Off the stage, in the audience, some people took out tissues and dabbed their slightly red and moist eyes.

Watching the live broadcast on Modu TV at this time, everyone who had similar emotional experiences to Gong Xiyan burst into tears.

What is in Mr. Yun’s head?

A story about Yueyang Tower is of great literary talent and expresses concern for the country and the people. It is bound to be famous throughout the ages.

A song of love, sung affectionately between lovers, expressing the beauty of love, it will definitely be widely praised.

Now he has composed this extremely sad song, which has made everyone's eyes wet.

Affectionate stall owner, you are good or bad! Just now, I was immersed in the beautiful artistic conception of your song of love. Now you are making me miserable, and you will make me cry.

God Yun! Without you, we were immersed in beautiful and romantic emotions just now, but you suddenly made us all so sad.

……

A few minutes later, the music stopped and Yun Fan slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that Gong Xiyan's eyes were red and swollen, and her little daughter Tian Sijun beside her also had tears in her eyes, he expected this.

This sad song "Sijun" is not an ordinary tune, and it is very consistent with Gong Xiyan's life experience. If she had not burst into tears, there would be no little girl Tian Sijun today.

"Ms. Gong, I named this song after your daughter, Sijun Anran. I hope your husband can see it one day, even if"

At this point, Yun Fan suddenly stopped what he was going to say and sighed softly in his heart. It would be better to leave some hope for the poor mother and daughter, and not to express the worst outcome.

Gong Xiyan looked at Yun Fan. She had countless words of gratitude in her heart, but she didn't know how to express them. In the end, she only reduced them to six simple words.

"Mr. Yun! Thank you!"

She believed that as long as her husband was alive and heard this song, he would overcome all difficulties and come back to reunite with their mother and daughter.

"Ms. Gong, I believe that your husband will come back to you one day. I hope you will firmly believe that you will not be too sad in the future."

"Yes!" Gong Xiyan nodded, then stood up from her seat and bowed deeply to Yun Fan.

"Mr. Yun! Thank you so much for tonight! I will wait for his return alive."

After saying that, she took Tian Sijun off the stage and returned to the audience.

Yun Fan faced the audience and shouted loudly:

"Dear audience, tonight's three works have been created and performed, and it's time to leave!"

I rely on!

What the hell!

This small stall owner’s unique operation is here again!

In the past, there was an antique mobile phone ringtone reminder, but now it’s better, I don’t wait anymore, I immediately closed the stall and left.

Yun Fan completely ignored the feelings of everyone present and the countless viewers watching the Magic City TV, took Yue Ruge's jade hand and left the stage.

Then, the two got into the red sports car.

Yue Ruge started the car, Yuzu tapped the accelerator, and the supercar drove away from the small night market by the Xijiang River in an instant, leaving a lone red shadow to everyone.

There is no one like him who comes and leaves whenever he wants.

Now, although everyone feels extremely uncomfortable, they are no longer surprised.

That is to say, Yun Fan, a great talent whose talent is unparalleled in the world, if others dare to act like him, they will be scolded to the point of being autistic, and they will not even dare to leave the door.

In the past, some singers wanted to learn from Yun Fan's unique style, but unfortunately their talent could not support them. They were criticized by countless people and now they dare not show up.

In Kyoto, Wu Jianghe, the president of Longguo Charity Foundation, was shocked when he received a call from his subordinate.

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and make it clear. Isn't Mr. Yun in Kyoto? How can he reappear in the magical city of Xijiang River and set up a stall in the night market?"

"President, this is absolutely true, and I just learned about it."

"I won't tell you that! I'll turn on the Magic City TV to watch later."

What kind of international joke is this? As long as the works created by Yunfan at the small night market by the Xijiang River are not given to others, they will belong to their Longguo Charity Foundation. How can you miss such a good thing?

"President, wait, don't hang up yet!"

"Speak up if you have something, let it go if you have a fart."

"President, Mr. Yun has closed his stall and left the Xijiang River. If you turn on the Magic City TV now, you won't be able to see him!"

"What! Closing the stall again so early! Tell me quickly, will Mr. Yun's work tonight be given to others." Wu Jianghe was a little nervous as he spoke.

"President, please rest assured that Mr. Yun's three works tonight were not given to others."

Hearing this, Wu Jianghe was in a good mood.

"Okay! Okay! Hurry up and send Mr. Yun's work tonight to me."

"Okay, President, I will cut and edit the video first and send it to you later."

Subsequently, Yunfan's three works tonight instantly ignited the entire short video platform.

The news that Yun Fan returned to the Magic City and set up a stall on the banks of the Xijiang River in Xiao Ye immediately became the headline news on major portal websites.

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An isolated island thousands of miles away from the Dragon Kingdom.

The man felt sad listening to the song "Sijun" played by Yun Fan, and his eyes fell on Gong Xiyan and Tian Sijun, mother and daughter.

A ruthless husband may not be a true husband. The man's eyes were slightly red, and a feeling of guilt filled his heart.

"Yan'er, Xiaojun, I am a husband and a father. I can't help you and my mother."

"After I have uprooted and completely eradicated the evil forces that threaten the safety of our motherland, I will come back to find you."

"I have been worthy of my country and nation. After this mission is completed, I, the lone wolf, will apply for retirement. I will stay with you and your mother for the rest of my life to make up for the debt I have owed to you over the past eight years."