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

West, ancient Greek ruins.

This is Xue Qianxun's first stop with Yun Fan.

Yunfan looked around at the vicissitudes of historical relics and sighed softly.

"It is a pity that such a brilliant civilization cannot be passed down smoothly. It is ultimately a great loss to human history."

Xue Qianxun raised her eyes and looked at Yun Fan, blinking.

"Xiao Fan, why do you suddenly feel this way?"

Yun Fan held Xue Qianxun's silky little hand and talked while walking.

"In the history of Blue Star, three of the four major civilization origin countries have the word "ancient" in front of them."

"Only the Dragon Kingdom is still called the Dragon Kingdom, not the Ancient Dragon Kingdom. Thinking about it makes us, the descendants of the Dragon Kingdom, feel extremely proud."

"It is not an easy task to maintain the orderly inheritance of civilization throughout the long history."

After wandering around for a while, the two came to a leisure square.

At this time, Yun Fan saw a man with the same skin color as him, and he felt a sense of intimacy as if he were a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman.

The man was holding an erhu and was about to play, and there were some people surrounding him.

After the sound of the harp sounded, Yun Fan frowned slightly.

The onlookers kept whispering and discussing, but unfortunately, Yun Fan couldn't understand a word.

Yun Fan turned to look at Xue Qianxun, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked:

"Qianxun, what are they talking about?"

Xue Qianxun glanced at everyone present, his eyes a little cold.

"Xiao Fan, these people are belittling our Dragon Kingdom culture."

Yun Fan cast his gaze on the man playing the erhu and shook his head slightly.

How could he leave a good impression on these foreigners with such a begging behavior? Even he felt embarrassed.

When the song ended, the man nodded and bowed to the gringos who were watching, expecting their rewards.

Some gringos, with mocking looks on their faces, took out a few coins from their mouths and threw them in front of the man.

Seeing the man's flattering expression and wanting to bend down to pick up the coins on the ground, Yun Fan couldn't stand it anymore.

"The great image of our Dragon Kingdom has been completely destroyed by you."

Yun Fan stepped forward slowly and came to the man, his expression extremely ugly.

The man looked at Yun Fan with a complicated expression.

"I want to survive."

He naturally knew that his actions would discredit the Dragon Kingdom and disgrace the descendants of the Dragon Kingdom.

However, he really had no choice if he wanted to survive.

Yun Fan sighed softly when he saw the man's expression of shame.

"I'm not looking down on you. You set up a stall and play the erhu to earn rewards."

"I am also a small stall owner, and I also set up a stall and performed songs to earn living expenses."

"The erhu in your hand represents the culture of the Dragon Kingdom. If you stand up and play the erhu, there will be people who are willing to reward you."

Yunfan stretched out his hand and pointed at the erhu and continued:

"I'll lend you your erhu."

"Not all songs, played by the erhu, are sad."

"The erhu can also play with the light and shadow of swords, and the heroic spirit that can overwhelm mountains and rivers."

"I want these foreigners to have a good understanding of what Long Guofeng is."

After hearing this, the man immediately handed the erhu in his hand to Yun Fan.

After Yunfan smoothly took over the erhu, he turned to face the many foreigners.

The fingertips of his left hand rested on the strings, and his right hand slowly pulled the horsetail bow.

The exciting sound of huqin sounded.

Then, Yun Fan's singing voice full of Jianghu spirit resounded.

"My sword, where will it go? Love and hate are inseparable."

Just the first sentence, even though no foreigner knew what Yun Fan was singing.

However, the heroic spirit displayed by Yun Fan instantly made all the gringos' eyes light up.

Yun Fan stood proudly on the spot, pulling the horsetail bow, and the sound of swords and swords echoed throughout the audience again.

"My knife cuts through the sky. I don't understand right or wrong."

The man looked at Yun Fan holding the erhu, his heroic spirit clearly displayed, and his heart beat fiercely.

It turns out that the erhu can be played like this, giving people a heroic and powerful aura.

Thinking of himself, every time he played the erhu, he was begging for shelter, which was like a world of difference.

In just the first two sentences, Yun Fan's heroic singing voice, accompanied by the exciting sound of the huqin, instantly attracted tourists passing by the square.

Although the tourists passing by could not understand the meaning of the lyrics at all, they still understood the melody and momentum of the song.

Yun Fan spun and turned around to sweep across the crowd. As he strummed the horsetail fiddle bow, a loud and passionate song sounded again.

"I was drunk, and everything was hazy. Gratitude and resentment were illusions and empty."

The gringos at the scene stopped communicating one after another and focused all their eyes on Yun Fan, not wanting to miss any of his movements.

Especially those foreign girls, when they looked at Yun Fan, their starry eyes almost shone brightly, and they wanted to step forward and take a few bites.

That woman didn't like passionate people, and Yun Fan was very handsome, which fascinated a lot of foreign girls.

Yun Fan started walking slowly, and his pulling movements gradually accelerated.

The singing of mountains and rivers, accompanied by the increasingly exciting and moving music of the harp, continues to spread.

"I woke up, it was a spring dream, life and death, everything became empty."

There were more and more people watching, and some people kept taking out their mobile phones and desperately recording Yun Fan's singing.

Xue Qianxun looked at Yun Fan who was singing passionately, her eyes full of tenderness and love, and her heart rate accelerated slightly.

What a terrifying man. Even though the foreigners had no idea what he was singing, he could still make them intoxicated.

How much ink does this guy have in his stomach? He can surprise people all the time, he is such a strange man that makes people want to stop.

Yun Fan pulled the Mawei Qin bow faster and faster, the sound of the Hu Qin became more and more exciting, stimulating everyone's nerves, and the singing suddenly changed from slow to fast.

"It comes in a hurry, it goes in a hurry, I wish I could meet."

"Love comes in a hurry, hate comes in a hurry, everything goes with the wind."

The man looked at Yun Fan with eyes full of admiration.

This is the real music of the Dragon Kingdom. After listening to it, you will feel full of strength.

This kind of music, this kind of erhu sound, is worthy of being sung and respected.

Thinking about the pieces he played before, now that I think about it, it is really disgusting and hard to listen to.

Yun Fan held the erhu in his hand and quickly played the horsetail bow. His heart-touching singing once again penetrated everyone's souls.

"Laugh wildly, sigh deeply, and live a happy life."

"A life of sorrow, who will share life and death with me."

Xue Qianxun's tender eyes fell on Yun Fan, her face was full of doting and love, and she couldn't even hide it.

If it were not a public place, she would definitely step forward, take the man who had stolen her heart and soul into her beautiful arms, and pamper him.

Yunfan kept playing and singing, immersing himself in it and not paying attention to the changes in everyone's expressions.

……

After a few minutes, the song ended.

Yun Fan put away his erhu, bowed slightly to everyone, and then handed the erhu back to the man.