Peninsula Steel Love

Chapter 87 Let me try
"Zhou Jingxi, it's getting hot, let's have some cold beer." Zheng Zhixun's voice interrupted Zhou Jing's memory, which also relieved Jing Jing in disguise, otherwise Jing Jing would want to go to the bathroom to wash his face to cool down .

Koreans, both men and women, like to drink. Although the wine is not very good, at least for Zhou Jing, those soju and rice wine are not to his liking.

The ladies didn't drink, it's not that they don't know how to drink, it might be that drinking on this occasion is not very good, Kim Tae Hee prepared cold fruit drinks for them.

Zheng Zhixun put down an empty beer glass in front of Zhou Jing, and Xiao Su poured wine for him with the bottle in both hands. Zhou Jing saw that it was still Tsingtao Beer, so he subconsciously said:
"Ha beer, eat gala"

"Pfft..." Hearing what Zhou Jing said, Song Qian almost spit out the drink she just drank. She covered her mouth with her hands, shaking with laughter.

Everyone, including Zhou Jing, looked at Song Qian suspiciously. This girl has always acted prudently and dignifiedly, acting like a big sister. Why did she suddenly start having convulsions?

Crystal feels that this scene is so similar, it seems that when he first met Zhou Jing, he was the one who teased Ernie like this at the banquet, thinking of this, Crystal felt a little unhappy.

"Zhou...Brother Zhou, I didn't expect you to speak our Qingdao dialect." Song Qian, who gradually calmed down, said with a smile.

Through Xiaosu's translation, everyone finally understood that it was Zhou Jing who spoke Song Qian's hometown dialect out of the blue. people.

It happened that Zheng Zhixun just introduced the tourist attractions in Seoul, and everyone's topic naturally turned to Song Qian's hometown Qingdao.

Qingdao is indeed a beautiful city, and it is also very close to South Korea. Many Koreans study, work and do business there, and some Korean variety shows are filmed there.

Zhou Jing often went to Qingdao for business trips in the past few years due to work reasons, and he is really no stranger to it. A plate of seafood dumplings, a pot of fried sea sausage with leeks, and a cup of puree from Yichang are Zhou Jing’s favorite. .

Of course, the wines in Qingdao are not limited to Tsingtao Beer, there are also Laoshan Green, Jimo Old Wine and Langyatai. When it comes to wine, Zhou Jing is even more eloquent.

"Zhou Jing Ouba, what you said is all about wine, do you like drinking so much?" Jing Jing's words made everyone quiet all of a sudden, this question was asked, hehe, it was not easy to answer.

Song Qian secretly pulled Jing Jing's clothes, and winked to signal her not to talk nonsense. Jing Jing, who hadn't reacted yet, looked at everyone blankly and didn't know what was wrong.

In fact, Zhou Jing doesn’t mind if people say he’s good at wine, and it’s okay to like to drink. Chinese people have a tradition of good wine, and the wine culture has a long history. Thinking of this, a poem suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn’t help but blurt out.

"The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, call it immediately. Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?"

After speaking, Zhou Jing picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank the wine in the glass in one breath. Although he was smiling all the time, there was a hint of arrogance faintly.

"Dafa, Zhou Jingxi, you really know a lot." After listening to Xiao Su's translation introduction, Zheng Zhixun clapped his hands and praised Zhou Jing.

Koreans still respect educated people, and people like Zhou Jing who can recite ancient poems casually belong to the educated category in their eyes.

Needless to say Song Qian, Kim Tae Hee also clapped her hands and looked at Zhou Jing with a smile, her eyes filled with the word of admiration, only Crystal was still at a loss, because even though Xiao Su translated, she still didn't understand, secretly decided to go back and Be sure to let V's mother give her a good lesson.

Speaking of this, Zheng Zhixun seemed to have remembered something, he got up and walked to the storage room next to the living room, and when he came back, he was carrying something like a piano case in his hand.

"Zhou Jingxi, this instrument was given to me by a local friend when I went to China for activities not long ago. Unfortunately, I don't know much about this instrument."

Everyone present looked at the piano box curiously. Needless to say, Jing Jing and Song Qian were a singing group. Even though Kim Tae Hee was an actor, he had received instrumental music training since he was a child. Hearing that musical instruments were very interesting.

"This is an erhu." After opening the box, Song Qian recognized the musical instrument in the box at a glance. She was originally a folk dancer, so of course she is no stranger to folk musical instruments.

Zhou Jing was taken aback when he saw that it was the erhu, but he didn't say anything, but started drinking quietly.

"Victoriaxi, you know it, so can you play it?" Kim Tae-hee saw the erhu for the first time, so he couldn't help but want to hear how it would play.

In fact, the Korean people also have a similar huqin called Xiqin, and the Erhu was also evolved from Xiqin, but Xiqin retained its original name after it was passed to the Northeast Korean people, but it is basically unknown to modern Koreans. How many people know.

"Ani, I know it, but it's a pity that I don't know how to use it." Song Qian quickly waved her hand to express that she didn't know how to do it. You said that the pipa was played for three years and five years ago, and the erhu broke my waist. It is impossible to play the erhu well. So simple.

Zhou Jing can play the erhu, and he likes the timbre of the erhu very much. When he was in the army, the chief secretary of his company played the erhu very well. The regiment held cultural performances, and he was often called by the leaders to perform.

At that time, he often went to learn how to play the violin from the head of the department, and the old squad leader was very willing to teach this apprentice. Even now when Zhou Jing is free, he can play a few songs, but he is afraid of being complained about disturbing the people, so he hides in the underground garage. pulled.

It was just because Zhou Jing felt that he was an amateur and many of the people present were professionals, so he didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he kept silent.

"That's a pity. I've listened to the erhu performance, and I really like it." Zheng Zhixun seemed a little less interested, and everyone sighed.

"How about, I'll try it..." Maybe it was because of drinking some wine, maybe because he wanted to export a wave of culture, or there were other factors, Zhou Jing stood up and took out the box from the box. Erhu said.

Seeing everyone's suspicious eyes, Zhou Jing didn't say much, he took off his coat and sat on the chair opposite, began to tighten the strings, put on rosin and tuned.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Zhou Jing's series of actions, especially the ladies, who didn't know whether it was because of Zhou Jing's skillful operation or his good figure.

After Zhou Jing adjusted the sound, he got up and talked to Zheng Zhixun for a few words. After getting the answer, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and connected it with the stereo in the living room through Bluetooth, and then handed it to Xiao Su, telling him to wait for his instructions to wait for the answer. play.

"Brother Zhou, do you want to wear a pair of sunglasses again?" Song Qian began to tease Zhou Jinglai, but only Chinese people could understand this stalk, and others didn't understand why they had to wear sunglasses.

Zhou Jing smiled and did not respond. He calmed down his emotions and nodded to Xiao Su to indicate that it is time to start.

Amidst everyone's astonishment, the prelude of an Irish tin flute floated in the living room.

(End of this chapter)