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Chapter 177 That Touch of Style

A half-new taxi was stopped, and the person who stopped the taxi was a sophomore at the S City Conservatory of Music.

Wen Xin got into the back row of the car, and just as she sat down, the driver's voice came from the front: "Little girl, where are you going?"

Wenxin was in a hurry to go to school, and hurriedly said: "Master, go to the S City Conservatory of Music, please drive faster, I'm in a hurry."

The driver is a middle-aged man. Although he has a strong physique and a steel-like will, he does not listen to soft words from little girls on weekdays, because he also has a daughter as old as this little girl in his family. , and his daughter is his little treasure.

So he agreed with all his heart: "Okay, girl, sit back and fasten your seat belt. I'm going to start accelerating. Hey girl, let me tell you, I'm the fastest and most stable driver in a hundred miles."

With a swish, this old-fashioned taxi, which is not known for its speed, rushed out like a leopard, leaving only a circle of heavy exhaust on the spot.

In order to dissolve the embarrassing atmosphere on the way, the middle-aged driver threw out a few topics, but Wenxin was in a hurry to go back to school, and mechanically replied a few words, so that several topics were thrown out, but none of them were caught.

Originally, the middle-aged driver wanted to draw out the matter of his proud daughter, but seeing that the little girl was not interested in talking, he closed his mouth resentfully.

So he, who has always been acquainted with each other, also concentrated on driving his manual transmission car for the first time. It was really boring, and he spat lightly.

After finishing speaking, he immediately regretted it, looked at the rearview mirror lightly, and found that the little girl was listening to music with earphones on. The middle-aged driver suddenly let out a long breath, okay, okay.

The middle-aged uncle finally decided that this little girl was not a good person to play with.

So he held the steering wheel with his left hand, and tapped the music player on his car screen with his right hand, and he also planned to listen to music.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful melody came out from the car stereo.

"Whoever laughs at the beauty
How to match without heart

The sound of bells is crisp, the lights between the curtains are faint
You and I are a perfect match."

A pleasant and gentle male voice sounded, as gentle as if it was whispering in your ear, but the voice was too loud, so no matter how gentle the male voice is, there is reason to believe that it will become disgusting at this time noise.

This song is the new favorite of middle-aged drivers to relieve loneliness on the long and boring driving journey. Although he has not liked studying since he was a child, and he has not read much knowledge, he cannot understand the meaning of the lyrics of this song, but It didn't stop him from thinking the song was good.

He has always believed that good music knows no borders. Even though this sentence was heard from those highly educated college students, he really agrees with this sentence. This is the first time he understands what those high-achieving students said. if.

The song is still the melody he is familiar with. After all, he has listened to it no less than a hundred times. The only thing he feels embarrassed about is that the sound is a little louder. He is sitting in the front row and bears the brunt of the sound waves. But fortunately, he could bear the shock.

On the contrary, Wen Xin, who was seated in the back row, was still startled by the sound through the earphones. She hurriedly took off the two earphones, and after confirming that the sound waves were coming from the front, she looked at the front with a puzzled face.

Just when a big question mark was about to rise on Wen Xin's head, the middle-aged driver who was still able to do both at the front turned his head towards Wen Xin's seat and gave a slightly apologetic smile, saying, "I just played music, Turn up the volume a bit louder and disturb the girl, I'm sorry."

It turned out that the source of the loud noise was the loud music, not any other reason. Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said "it's okay." Just as she was about to put on the two earphones again, she heard a voice coming from the front row of the car. The voice was much softer this time.

It didn't have the huge impact just now, but it had a demagogic power. Wenxin stopped her right hand raised in the air, and after two seconds, she put down the half-raised earphone again.

Wenxin is a music lover, and especially likes ancient music. Whenever she encounters good music, she will try her best to get all the information about the song.

For example, the song she just heard was surprisingly good. The clean, refreshing and gentle male voice caught her ears instantly.

"You're haggard, I'll be bright for you." Wenxin softly recited the lyrics from the front row of the car, and at this moment she thought of two lovers cuddling together and holding hands.

At this time, the middle-aged driver was driving in front, while humming the melody of this song softly.

What Xinxin didn't expect was that a middle-aged uncle would listen to this very lyrical and soft ancient style song. Yes, she had already recognized that it was an ancient style music, and at the same time she knew that it was a song from the ancient style. A good song that was not discovered by her.

Rejoicing was her first reaction at this time.

At this time, the song had already sung to the opera part, and Xin Xin was really shocked at this time. This opera is invincible!

"If you shed a tear, if you grow old, I can accompany you

Turning into ashes in the mist is perfect”

With the last line sung, the song has come to an end.

"No more?" Wen Xin was a little unsatisfied.

At this time, the taxi also pulled over slowly and stopped, it was really fast and steady,

It was only about 6 minutes before Wenxin got on the bus.

If there is an event to select the best taxi driver, Xinxin will vote for him.

The middle-aged driver said: "Girl, the Conservatory is here, it's 10 yuan in total. Wechat payment or Caifubao"

Warm: "WeChat to pay."

After paying the fare, before getting off the car, Wenxin asked, "Master, does this song have a title? It's very nice."

The middle-aged driver said: "Hey, girl, do you like this song too? My daughter downloaded this song for me. What does it seem to be called?"

Two seconds later, the middle-aged driver slapped his thigh and shouted excitedly: "By the way, what kind of drama is it called! Anyway, it's related to opera. You young people should know better than me. I just listen to the music and listen to it. If you ask me what the lyrics are about, I don’t understand either.”

Wen Xin nodded, didn't ask any more questions, thanked her, opened the car door, bowed her head and got out of the car.

Just when Wenxin walked three meters away, the voice of the middle-aged driver suddenly came from behind: "Girl, I remembered, that song is called "Drawing Silk Opera"."

"Isn't it "The Silk-drawing Opera"?" Wen Xin didn't stop, her figure followed Xia Feng into the gate of S City Conservatory of Music.

At this time, there was an endless stream of pedestrians at the gate of the Conservatory of Music in S City.

The scenery along the way is beautiful, the sun is shining brightly, and it is warm and unintentional to appreciate it, but the demeanor she presents after blending with the scenery has attracted the attention of passers-by.

At this time, the college's radio sounded at the right time, and a warm and familiar voice came.

"Laugh at who is proud of his beauty and how to match if he loses his heart

The sound of bells is crisp, the lights between the curtains are faint
You and I are a perfect match."

Wenxin stopped suddenly. Although the time was not very plentiful for her, she still had a better reason. She didn't want to miss this rare time.

(End of this chapter)