Mad Son-in-law

Wang Jie shrugged. Before Hao Meng finished speaking, he had already raised his leg and jumped into the car.

It was originally a sports car, and the place was not ample. Wang Jie moved to the middle one behind, and there was almost no room on either side!

But the two guys dared not say anything, so they had to snorted and said, "Forget it, let's drive by ourselves!"

"Don't, it's so boring, so crowded!" Wang Jie glanced at the two of them, and said intently: "What? I'm afraid that my rusticity will infect you?"

Upon seeing this look, the two boys hurriedly denied: "No, no, we are afraid of squeezing you!" After speaking, they had to bite the bullet and get into the car. The two dared not squeeze Wang Jie, so they could only sit sideways with half of their buttocks. When they arrived at the Grand Theater, half of their bodies were numb!

The two looked at each other speechlessly, originally thinking about picking up girls, but turned out to be Wang Jie's human chair.

Entering the theater, there are already crowds of people, but after all they are rich, Hao Meng's seats are relatively forward.

"Go over there, you don't understand it anyway!" Hao Meng pointed to the seat on the far side angrily, and threatened in a low voice, "Our seats cost a lot of money, and Master Ouyang will sign for us later. , Then let me stay away, don't say know me, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Wang Jie said indifferently.

The corners of Hao Meng's mouth lightly raised, revealing two small tiger teeth, and said with a sly smile: "Otherwise, I will tell my mother, you are indecent to me, and see if she will tear you to pieces."

Thinking of Yuan Yafang's mean face, Wang Jie suddenly responded, walked to the side with wit, and sat alone.

Hao Meng hummed triumphantly, thinking that you are a gangster. It seems that gangsters are also afraid of shrews!

"Keng..."

"Keng..."

At this moment, suddenly there was a melodious sound of piano, and everyone in the theater fell silent for an instant.

The curtain opened slowly, and a man in ancient costume placed a guqin in front of his face, and there were eight actors holding various musical instruments on the left and right, encircling it in a circle.

Obviously, this man is the protagonist of the National Music Club today.

"Master Ouyang, Master Ouyang, Master Ouyang..."

There was a burst of shouting in the theater, Wang Jie looked around, and those who were pulling their necks and yelling were all young girls!

"Is he Ouyang Han?"

"Except for Master Ouyang, who else can have such a big aura!"

"very handsome!"

"Oh, it's a pity, they have a girlfriend, who is the eldest lady of the Chu family."

Wang Jie couldn't help being sleepy because of tossing all night last night, so he had to lean in the corner and dozed off. While staring at him, Wang Jie heard the clanging babble on the stage. Judging from the sound, the sound of the piano is dominant, followed by Guser, Pipa, Erhu, Dizi, and Huanghou...

I don't know how long it took, the theater suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

Wang Jie opened his eyes and saw that the person above was bowing. It seemed that the performance was over.

"Master Ouyang, Master Ouyang..."

The little girls in the first few rows started chanting again as they stepped on the switch. Among them were Hao Meng and her colorful girlfriend, who had the highest voices.

It may be that the voices of the two really attracted Ouyang Han. This handsome, long-legged, standard guy smiled triumphantly, took the signature pen handed by the host, and really walked toward this row!

"Master Ouyang!"

As if they were received by the emperor, Hao Meng and Qi Caitou were almost fainted with excitement!

Wang Jie couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head, ready to get up and let the position of the passageway pass, and went out first!

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a slightly mocking voice behind him: "Stop the man in the leaky shirt!"

Wang Jie was stunned and turned around. He didn't expect Ouyang Han to be staring at him.

"I?"

"It's you!" Ouyang Han glanced at Wang Jie and sneered: "I noticed you when I was performing just now. You actually slept at my National Music Concert. Seeing me coming, did you choose to walk away? Excuse me, don't you know me?"

As soon as Ouyang Han's voice fell, all the audience was angry.

Wang Jie didn't expect that it would be a terrible mistake to squint in the corner and rest for a while.

"Sorry!" Wang Jie gave a wry smile, nodded, and turned to leave.

As the Hao Meng who brought Wang Jie in, they were embarrassed and angry. They stood aside and looked at Wang Jie, wishing to sew him out smoothly.

"Since you don't understand Chinese music, don't waste my ticket." Looking at Wang Jie's back, Ouyang Han suddenly raised the decibel and shouted: "My music is not for those who don't know how to listen. I doubt if you buy it. You can afford my ticket, or your ticket was stolen at all!"

Wang Jie had already wanted to leave, but this Ouyang Han was aggressive, which made him stand there again, turning his head coldly!

"What are you looking at? Did I say something wrong? Can you afford three thousand eighty-one tickets?" Ouyang Han sneered, shook his head and said: "Guo music, what brings people is enjoyment, watching you crying The face is like a funeral. Could there be funerals at home?"

Ouyang Han's words caused Wang Jie, who didn't care about it, to suddenly pierce his heart.

"Yes, there is a funeral in our family!" Wang Jie walked back and said with a faint smile, "But it has nothing to do with you, but it's your Chinese Music Club, it's the same thing! The performance is so normal!" , The arrangement is mediocre, kind of like a funeral band."

"What are you talking about?" Unexpectedly, Wang Jie's words seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest. In the first row, six or seven gray-haired old women stood up all at once.

"My God? Isn't this Professor Mei and Mr. Cheng?"

"Yes, these are all old professors from the Yuncheng Conservatory of Music!"

"I heard that today's Chinese Music Club was arranged by them personally! And Ouyang Han is their top disciple!"

"This kid is unlucky, it's a death to denigrate the master!"

The crowd talked a lot, and several old men and old ladies came over with a dark face and said loudly: "You say it again?"

Wang Jie smiled and said politely: "What? A thousand listeners have a thousand symphonies of destiny, I say so, can't you?"

"Okay, you can say it, but go ahead and say it, this is my site!" Ouyang Han was already irritated and pointed at Wang Jie's forehead and said: "You poor **** in cheap clothes, you also deserve to comment on music. ?"

"Hehe, Yu Boya doesn't think Zhong Ziqi is a woodcutter, so what are you?" Wang Jie said with a shrug, "Frankly speaking, you are really not very good at playing! Several old men, in order to highlight you, let you As the main vocal, there is nothing wrong. However, Chinese music emphasizes on the pleasure of love, and the music is supported by all the music, and the piano under your hands is the first to take the lead from the beginning, and the tone and rhythm completely suppress others. Especially, the piano is sing and sing. But you completely left the Voice of Guther behind, which destroys the appeal of the entire music. Therefore, you are nothing but a skilled tool!"

Ouyang Han was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. He raised his eyes and looked at the private room upstairs, where the Chu family eldest lady—Chu Qian was sitting. Originally, he wanted to use the opportunity of this Chinese National Music Association to formally propose an engagement to Chu Qian, but he did not expect to run into such a bastard!

"Ouyang, don't worry!" A few old men held the place for him, staring at Wang Jie and said: "Yellow mouth boy, you can use your mouth, everyone will say, boy, why don't you perform it for everyone? A song, even an ancient song is fine. If there is someone here who says you are good at humming, we old antiques will worship you as a teacher. Of course, if the audience is silent, hehe, it’s not difficult for you, this month you Come here to clean the table and clean the toilet!"

Wang Jie was stunned. He suddenly remembered another scene. The last scene of leaving Wang's house eight years ago. The gloomy aunt threw everything in her room into the fire, including her six holes. Xiao toys.

"Okay, I should." Wang Jie smiled faintly and said indifferently: "However, if I get lucky, I don't need you to apprentice a teacher, please don't come here to defile the national music again!"

"Haha!" Ouyang Han laughed wildly, and said to everyone around him: "Have you heard? He also talks about Chinese music! Talking about Chinese music is the biggest insult to Chinese music."

Wang Jie didn't care, and said to the actor holding Xiao, "Can you lend me a use?"

The actor didn't dare to call the shots, and looked carefully at a few old men and old ladies.

"Give it to him!" one of the old ladies chuckled: "Three years of pipe flute for ten years, an erhu broken waist. Boy, before you play, you have to know that the flute is blown upright! Haha!"

The crowd suddenly burst into laughter.

Wang Jie took the flute, leaned over and laughed at the old lady in a low voice, "Auntie, I am inexperienced, but you are experienced!"

The old woman was taken aback, her face blushed suddenly, and she said angrily: "Indecent! Little thing, in order to make you speechless, you can choose these actors to accompany you!"

"No need! Great music must be easy, and the music must be simple, forget it, tell you that you don't understand!" Wang Jie smiled contemptuously, relaxed, and went to the window sill. From here, I just saw the misty Yuncheng Lake not far away.

"Hey, you jumped on the window, are you going to jump out from here crying for a while?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to jump into the lake!"

"Do you think he is going to play the flute? It's like a lively monkey playing with bananas!"

"Ha ha!"

"Woo..."

In the midst of the ridicule, suddenly, there was a whimper, like a gully evening breeze coming around the tree. Everyone couldn't help but slapped a spirit, and the old woman who spoke just now tightened her whole body and sat on a chair...