Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

"Why don't you just tell me the tongue twister?"

"Ok?"

Just a soft tone of question, and the system is gone.

It said cautiously, "So how do you plan to solve this matter?"

"Communicate with the people in the village about the romance."

"When they create the works that Lu Xiuming has produced, first let them prepare all kinds of evidence of their own creation of those works, and then don't leave the village for the time being, let's communicate and communicate, romantic."

System: "...I always feel that so-and-so will die miserably."

Lu Xiuming:?

Zhong Huan: "It's easy to say, I'm not a devil."

If you plagiarize or something, you'll be done.

In his life, Lu Xiuming would never think that his real enemy was an old man at the entrance of a certain village, or an old man playing erhu.

Ji Lixuan has already graduated, and his family members have their own opinions on whether he should go out of the village to do his own business or settle in the village.

Then he was thrown into the barracks in a hurry.

When Ji Lixuan was kicked out of the village by the old man at that time, he had a lot of tears and snot in his nose.

Miserable, too miserable, too horrible to look at!

Zhong Huan was thankful for himself, fortunately he was wearing sunglasses, otherwise his eyes would have been burned.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, why did you drive me out of the village?!"

"You are no longer the grandpa who loves me and loves me, hey."

The old man holding the cane looked thin, but he slammed the cane on the ground, "I don't have a grandson like you who can be beaten up, shut up!"

"Since you have been beaten, let me learn what a real fight is. Don't come back after two or three years."

Ji Lixuan: ...

Zhong Huan sighed again, "What a tragedy."

Ji Lixuan: QAQ

But what can be done, that is Ji Lixuan's grandfather.

Zhong Huan didn't feel that he had to fight with the old man, so he waved at Ji Lixuan happily, "Young man, do you want to listen to Erquan Yingyue before you leave?"

Ji Lixuan: "I don't want it!"

He was then towed away by a car that drove straight into the village.

The old man snorted coldly, "I shouldn't have listened to his mother back then,"

"Otherwise, how could it have turned into such a waste snack at this moment? It would have saved some time by throwing it into the barracks in the early years. Now it is estimated that the results of training in the barracks are not good, hmph."

Zhong Huan touched his nose, but said nothing.

An old man, but the enemy with a bayonet and a gun decades ago was a ruthless man.

Of course it doesn't matter how he drills his grandson with such a salty fish spirit.

but……

"Uncle Ji, what do you think of the current state of the people in the village?"

A question mark appeared on the old man's forehead, "What is status?"

"Artists stay at home all day long, frantically exploring what already exists in their minds, and if they don't accept new things, they know how to eat money." Zhong Huan added, "Technologists stay in the basement all day long. Guess there are quite a few people who haven’t seen the sun for two or three years, do they know what is the advancement of science and technology between man and nature, and it is absolutely impossible to get away from the power of nature?”

"There is also a group of people who plan to come out in two years and win glory for the country. Do they know that the people outside are also growing, and they have professional training."

Grandpa Ji raised his eyebrows. There was no doubt on his resolute face, and he just said, "If you have an idea, you can do it directly. As long as you don't hurt the roots of the people in the village, you can do whatever you want."

"Don't think that I don't know that your boy has dyed white hair and sits at the entrance of the village all day long. It's not because of any reason that you want to improve yourself,"

"Others don't know the old man, don't I know? Your Second Spring Reflecting Moon is not only a good song, but it changes every moment according to the seasons, weather and audience."

Of course, Zhong Huan knew about this, but the old man heard something... "Is my confession so obvious?"

"Hmph, let go of what you want to do, otherwise..."

The old man gave Zhong Huan a meaningful look, and Zhong Huan always felt a chill behind him.

Although he knew that no matter what happened, he could face it, but he couldn't help touching his nose, and said in a higher voice, "I know!"

Early the next morning, he hummed a little tune, put on middle-aged clothes and sunglasses, held his erhu, and knocked on the door of the neighbor next door.

The neighbor next door is the inheritor of Dunhuang art dance, and he can fly into the sky with one hand, but only her family's direct blood can pass down the dance.

The outside is not absent, but it is relatively less orthodox.

She is said to be a little girl, but for people in the dance industry, she is not young anymore. No matter how hard she settles down at the age of 25, she still has no way to reproduce the most advanced flying apsaras that her grandma danced back then. .

This incident was still a shock to her.

When she knew such a village, she naturally applied to live in it. She had to settle down and work hard. One day, she would jump out of the highest level of flying and bring one of the branches of Meizhi works to this world.

When Zhong Huan came back, he saw the girl wearing a high-end Hanfu made by herself, and holding a cup of tea in her hand, sitting in the small courtyard while pouring tea, watching the scenery of the small courtyard.

That kind of bearing and charm belong to the real inheritance.

It is true that now that the culture is revived, children wearing Hanfu can be seen on the street, but there are still very few that can really retain that charm.

When Gu Pingxia saw him, he asked, "Why does Uncle Zhong want to come to my house?"

The girl offered the teacup in her hand to Zhong Huan.

The voice was crisp and sweet, as if an oriole was chirping in my ears.

Zhong Huan wasn't afraid, if he asked that unlucky kid who was mentioned by his father to be in the barracks to watch, his saliva would probably flow down his face.

He took the teacup, nodded and took a sip.

He came over early in the morning without eating, but the kid had already started drinking tea, which proved how hard he had worked.

If you want to dance, you don't necessarily need to practice all the time. If you want to achieve breakthroughs in large-scale difficulties, necessary precipitation and changes in thinking are necessary.

but……

After Zhong Huan finished drinking the tea, Gu Pingxia's face turned ugly with just one word in class.

"Do you know why you can't reproduce your grandma's Flying Apsaras?"

Gu Pingxia's mother, Gu Yixie, did not reproduce her mother's Feitian at the beginning, and this incident has become her regret. When her child was born and it was determined to be a girl, she gave away all her own. Regrets and expectations were placed on Gu Pingxia.

For the inheritors of Feitian, once they become pregnant or even give birth to a child, they will never be able to dance that amazing dance again.

So all of Gu Yixie's expectations became the goals that Gu Pingxia had to achieve.

Fortunately, Gu Pingxia does have the strength to achieve all the goals, but once she tries to reproduce her grandma's "Flying to the Sky", she always feels that she can't do it. Emotions, everything... can't be done.

Gu Yiwei was also very anxious, she was afraid that she would never see such an amazing song again in her lifetime.

Gu Pingxia didn't want to quarrel with his mother, and finally came here to settle down slowly.

In the subsequent development of this world, whether Gu Pingxia has completely reproduced his grandmother's Feitian, Zhong Huan is not clear, and he has no need to explore this information.

As for why he was the first to choose his neighbor, it was only because Gu Pingxia was close.

Gu Pingxia's face was ugly, but he still maintained his rationality, "What does Uncle Zhong mean by that?"

"It means do you want to see the real Feitian, Feitian who is completely different from your grandma, and Feitian who is completely different from countless ancestors of the Gu family?"

Zhong Huan's voice was calm, he knew this girl could understand, but...

"Can it be done?" Gu Pingxia's heart was indeed drawn at that moment, but soon she smiled wryly and said, "Don't be joking, Uncle Zhong, it's impossible."

"If it was really impossible, I wouldn't have come to you." Zhong Huan sighed with a warm teacup in his hand, "Yu Yin's way, there are lingering sounds, and there are also flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. Untouchable, but you can still see if you want to.”

Gu Pingxia was really stunned.

However, Zhong Huan laughed out loud, his voice was not rough, but had a sense of indulgence and chicness.

"If you call me Uncle Zhong, I don't need to come to your house to make fun of you."

"Young people should rise up to pursue their dreams, instead of staying here and taking care of the elderly like the old man all day long."

This is indeed normal for Gu Pingxia, after all, no one in the village knows Zhong Huan's exact age.

Gu Pingxia's hands trembled a little, "Really, can it really be done?"

Zhong Huan shook his head, "I just want you to see, whether you can learn and make everything you see a part of your ability, it all depends on you."

Gu Pingxia finally agreed, she has no reason not to agree, even if it fails, she will not continue to maintain the status quo... and if it succeeds.

She will eventually appear in the world as a national first-level dancer, win glory for the country, and bring beauty to the world.

Zhong Huan took a sip of tea, sat aside with a smile on his face, and held the erhu in his arms that was originally placed under the corridor.

Quietly, the Godhead of Leshen, invisible to others, descended on him.

Except for the system being able to see the radiance of the godhead that shot straight into the sky at that moment, no one would notice anything special.

Of course, this godhead will not make Zhong Huan's ability to a higher level. The opening of the godhead is just to show the picture more clearly when he plays music.

Zhong Huan let out a breath.

Then, he moved, and the girl in front of Zhong Huan also stood in the courtyard, performed a dancer's etiquette to Zhong Huan, and began to dance to the sky according to the picture in his memory.

Although her movements are not good enough, even though her feelings are not strong enough, at this moment she has achieved the best that belongs to her age and belongs to her alone.

There seemed to be a dancer in the air who could dance with the wind and clouds of the world while talking and laughing.

While dancing, the woman who grows lotus every step of the way seems to be shrouded in a layer of mist...