I Became an Anonymous Boss

"Young Master, can you do me a favor?" Shang Yuwei suddenly smiled: "Young Master, have you ever heard of the marching song?"

"I won't." Shirataki shook his head decisively.

"This song is really difficult. You won't know it, but someone should." Shang Yuwei threw out the bait: "How about giving you a ticket that can be used ten times?"

"..." Shirataki was lost in thought, and he didn't take the bait immediately. What he actually wanted to ask was, do I have to use this ticket by myself?Can it be sold?

At this time, Xiao Xiuyu tugged at the corner of Bai Taki's clothes, the two people's eyes met, and the automatic translation was triggered.

She said - I will.

Chapter 140 Two: A Song of God and Heaven

Sitting in the musician's seat, separated from the audience by a thin bamboo curtain.

Shirataki looked uncomfortable, he should be off stage, not on stage.

In the end, he was invited up in a daze.

Shirataki cast a questioning look at the girl: "Is there really no problem?"

He felt a little uneasy, he had never heard of the battle song.

Xiuyu didn't answer, but nodded quietly. She was sitting in front of the guzheng, stroking the strings with her fingers, and gently tuning the guzheng, which looked very familiar.

"If something goes wrong, I'll be the one to be ashamed." Bai Taki rubbed the space between his brows.

Xiuyu plucked the strings of the guzheng and nodded in agreement.

"You have to be responsible for what you say." Bai Taki rolled his eyes: "You girl, why are you so delicate, you are not cute at all... By the way, Guzheng needs to wear finger gloves, otherwise the fingers It hurts, and you're not placing it at the right angle, and the sound of the second upper string doesn't sound right, it's loose, or it's about to break."

Xiuyu shook her head and cast a questioning look.

--how do you know?

Shirataki pressed his knee with one hand and held his chin: "This is basic common sense, dear."

Xiuyu wrinkled her small face, and the word 'dear' gave her goosebumps.

The girl shook her body, then glanced at Shirataki - I don't believe it, what kind of common sense is this?You really don't understand Qin Se?

"I understand amorous feelings. I'm very good at flirting. After all, they are all old-fashioned." Bai Taki said: "Music... Guqin, konghou, chime bells, pipa, etc., I have never heard of it. , have never seen..."

He smiled, and it was obvious that what he said was a lie, Xiuyu naturally didn't believe it, but he didn't want to tell it, and naturally it was inconvenient to ask.

As the little Lolita continued to adjust the strings, Bai Taki showed a little nostalgic look, which made him smile slightly.

He is not lying, he is not a musical voice, and he is not comparable to the group of Chinese musical instrument students, but after listening to it a lot, he will naturally understand.

Musical literacy depends on the home environment.

My aunt is a master of folk music, and she has been fascinated by it. After listening to it for more than ten years, she naturally understands a lot.

Even a foreigner who lives in Beijing for ten years can speak a fluent Beijing accent.

Bai Taki looked at Guzheng, and subconsciously recalled that relative who was a bit stubborn and could never get married.

Then he was stared at sharply.

Xiuyu stared at him vigilantly, because he actually smirked at the back of the young girl Loli for half a minute.

"You misunderstood, I just recalled an acquaintance..." Shirataki explained.

——Looking at the acquaintances that Lori recalled, what kind of serious acquaintances could they be?

"I (TM)..." Shirataki was speechless, he felt that there must be something wrong with the built-in translation system.

At this time, a voice came from the stage, and it was Shang Yuwei's voice transmission.

"—Get ready, it's about to start."

Shirataki and Xiuyu exchanged glances, stopped arguing about other things, and sat down solemnly behind the curtain.

The sword dance is about to start, and the entrance song is a solo repertoire, and there is no need to cooperate with other instruments.

On the surface it was Shirataki who was playing, but in fact he was looking for someone to play for him, and he couldn't leave the backstage and leave Xiuyu here alone.

With a clear sound, the sword dance representing the true disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion is about to begin.

This can be said to be an overwhelming performance. The Fengwu Court was almost full of seats, and many people crowded together. The courtyard, which was not spacious at all, was blocked, but no one made a sound, and it was very quiet. Just waiting for the tone.

Then, Xiuyu plucked the first string.

With a bang, the voice began to sound, and then she dialed the second and third.

The melody of the marching song surrounds the Phoenix Dance Garden, as if the sound of gold and iron horses echoes.

Shang Yuwei followed the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar melody, dancing with her sleeves, and hid the sword between the long sleeves.

She can indeed play.

Bai Taki was relieved a little, but it only lasted less than 20 seconds when the scale in Xiuyu's hand suddenly broke, just like a lark who had just begun to sing was suddenly strangled by the throat of fate.

The sound cut off abruptly.

The guests just entered the state, and they were interrupted before they could get drunk.

Shang Yuwei's dancing on the stage also lacked the coordination of the melody and froze for a while.

Shirataki was taken aback for a moment, and he cast a questioning gaze.

Xiuyu glanced at her hands and showed a rare expression of displeasure. She shook her head and continued to play.

But this time the duration was shorter, and it lasted less than ten seconds before disconnecting again.

The disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion were stunned, which ghost played this song?

This made the guests at the scene dumbfounded. What's the matter with this musician?

Shang Yuwei's Wuta stopped at an awkward position as if she had pressed the pause button.

She almost couldn't regain her breath, and managed to stabilize her figure, but the rhythm was completely messed up.

If it was practice, she might have lifted the curtain and scolded the musician out.

But here is the stage, she is unwilling and has to continue dancing.

However, the subsequent development can be called a disastrous live performance.

With this intermittent performance slowing down, it is impossible to get people into the state.

Just imagine that when the big guys in the puppet show come on stage, if the momentum song will eventually add a few pauses to it, then the well-endowed domineering entrance will also become a funny scene in the style of mime.

In addition, the people on the stage are forced to follow the rhythm of the music, which is even more miserable.

The audience and spectators looked at each other and couldn't stop saying a few words, and the scene quickly became noisy, and the sound even covered the vocal music.

When did the disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion suffer such a loss, the girls in the backstage were already in a mess.

"Little Ya, the person you are looking for is too unreliable."

"It's over, it's over, I don't even have eyes to see, Seventh Senior Sister must want to kill someone."

"It's better not to go on stage. Who is the musician? Did he deliberately want to lose face?"

These conversations became louder and louder, and Shirataki could feel the bursts of murderous intent coming from the audience.

He couldn't help sighing. If he was also in the audience, he would definitely say——did this musician come through a group purchase on Xixi?

But he could see clearly at a close distance. It was not due to lack of skill or forgetting the score while playing, but because of...

Snapped……!Xiuyu once again broke into the battle song.

She sat on the chair, stretched out her little hand, her little face was full of dissatisfaction, but her fingers had to be stretched very long to reach the position of the string.

She worked very hard, but it would affect her playing no matter what. This guzheng is wider than her single arm.

Shirataki sighed sadly, this is too miserable, he didn't act on purpose, but his hands are not long enough, and his height is too short, it's flawed.

When a pianist's left and right hands can't reach the keys, it seems that it has nothing to do with skill, but a loss in age.

Bai Taki lowered his voice, and said via voice transmission: "Otherwise, don't play it, Miss Shang is about to be tossed into a circus monkey brother by you, she must be suppressing her anger, and she will let her play when she comes over later." I have seen and seen what it means to be taken aback."

Xiuyu remained silent, still stubbornly wanting to finish playing this song.

Shirataki couldn't persuade him, so he smiled wryly.

Xiuyu must be very angry, this broken guzheng is targeting her and bullying her short hands.

Reasonable people know that he shouldn't carry the blame alone, it must be covered by rain and dew.

But everyone on and off the stage didn't know, the blame must be on his head.

The ridicule from the guests and the murderous intent of the girls in the audience can be felt through the curtain.

He can't throw the blame on a teenage girl, can he?Who would believe it.

If you really do this, the murderous intent will only increase and not decrease. Mr. Bai will lose face and face, so he should just stop being a human being.

Finally, the extremely difficult entrance song finally came to an end, and there were sparse applause and noisy ridicule from the audience.

Shang Yuwei on the stage seemed to have just been tortured, and she hadn't recovered yet, her expression was slumped like a spoiled doll.

The sword dancer is autistic, and the player is also autistic.

Xiuyu gritted her teeth, the young girl was angry, her mood swings were very strong.

Bai Taki comforted, "It's not your fault."

Xiuyu shook her head vigorously, but insisted on continuing to play.

"You're really stubborn." Shirataki said helplessly, "But it's okay, I'm afraid that if I go out like this, I will be thrown vegetable leaves and rotten eggs."

Xiuyu's fingers were placed on the guzheng, the little girl was sitting upright, and then her fingers moved a string, and there was a soft clang, and there seemed to be smoke and dust in an instant.

The strings are cracking, the yellow sand is piercing the armor, and there are only a few fairy sounds. This song has only gone through the first few syllables, and it silences the noisy voices on the scene!

None of the guests knew what kind of music it was, but they could all hear that it was magnificent.

The person who reacted the most was not others, but Shirataki who was still smiling calmly at the last moment, his smile froze, and his expression froze for a moment.

He looked at Xiuyu, his expression could not hide his astonishment and confusion: "How can you know this piece of music..."

Chapter 140 The Three Songs of God and Heaven