not a monster

Wang Xilou, a native of Niuping, Jinling, was born in Chunxi three years ago and has a history of 840 years. She started learning Erhu at the age of 340. If the erhu with a history of 1000 years is the crystallization of Chinese culture, it is a Wang Xilou, who has 490 years of erhu playing experience for eight years, is also an artistic treasure of Chinese culture.

A tiger master has no dogs, Feng Wuli recalled how Wang Xilou taught him how to play the erhu by holding his hand when he was a child, and the song "Erquan Yingyue" which was somewhat unfamiliar in his impression.

After recalling it, he held the bow in one hand and the qin in the other, and played it.

Very good, at least he can make a sound, it seems that he really has artistic talents, he is determined.

Looking down at the audience.

There was another burst of applause, and I vaguely heard someone praise me for being handsome.

Probably Erhu is a very fresh program, obviously more people looked up to him than the previous programs, even he felt a little bit of pressure.

"Hey, why is it Brother Feng?" Everyone in their phalanx who saw it was a little dumbfounded.

"It seems that Xie Jieshu is not feeling well today."

"That's no reason for him to be on top, or is he going to perform magic tricks on stage?"

"Didn't you see that he was holding an erhu? It was said that Xie Jieshu was going to perform an erhu, but this erhu was brought over from home by Feng Wuli."

Several people exchanged glances, and everything was silent.

Then the erhu sounded from above.

How should I put it, the appearance is inversely proportional to the level, and he can boast that he is quite courageous when performing with this skill.

But Feng Wuli has an advantage, that is, he is not afraid of losing face.

And the people who just went up to perform are also good and bad. Everyone is trying to create an atmosphere. As long as he doesn't make a fool of himself, it doesn't matter. The brother even yelled his name, and the scene was quite lively.

But after stumbling for dozens of seconds, the intermittent and weird tunes that made the people below laugh again and again, suddenly became silky in the next second. On their faces, with the moonlight falling among the thousands of new students below.

Outside the stadium to watch the excitement, and insiders watch the doorway, some people can tell something is wrong after listening for a while, and even swear: "Damn it!"

"What happened?"

"Good dick!"

The person next to him asked, "Do you know how to play the erhu?"

"No, I learned the cello, but I fucking think I should kneel and listen!"

"Just teasing us, right? What kind of god is this?!"

"Brilliant!!"

This is of course not Feng Wuli's sudden enlightenment, in fact, he is not playing at all now.

At this time, on the stage, behind Feng Wuli, who was sitting on a chair, a woman more than three meters tall embraced him from behind, her face was pressed against his, and the big hand of the cattail fan covered his hand, holding the bow and strings and pulling the bow Sad tune.

She seemed a little unhappy, probably because the people below laughed at him just now.

"It doesn't have to be so good." Feng Wuli said in a low voice helplessly: "Just deal with it casually."

It is very rare for Youhuang not to listen to him, still holding his hand, playing very seriously, obviously he is taller than 1.8 meters, this feeling of being hugged makes Feng Wuli feel that he is very petite , it seemed that she was really angry, Feng Wuli quietly looked at her side face, there was still no emotion on her face, her eyes were calm, but Feng Wuli felt that she was a little angry.

When the song is over, he goes off to the stage.

The two hosts are exaggerating a lot of polite words. Wang Xilou's erhu level is definitely a national treasure, but for most ordinary people, music is only 'bad', 'good' and 'fuck. Zhenjier sounds good' These kinds of intuitive feelings, most ordinary people really can't tell the difference between piano tenth level, palace level, or Langlang level.

That's why many people think that he is awesome, but they say that he is silent, and the drama of being shocked as a celestial being will not happen.

He walked to Xie Jieshu's side of the playground, and there were quite a few people watching him along the way. It was dark and he couldn't see people clearly, they just glanced at him, and soon he was attracted by the next program on the stage.

"What is she angry about?" Xie Jieshu asked, looking at the tall woman behind him.

"Maybe it's because the people below laughed at me just now." Feng Wuli smiled and grabbed her hand, explaining: "They're not laughing at me, and my level is indeed poor, so it's okay to make everyone happy."

You Huang shook his head, put his palms around his hands, stood with him, looked down at the blond woman in front of him, Xie Jieshu also had to raise his head and look at her: "What am I doing? I didn't ask him to go up, He's going up there himself."

Right Emperor: Stare at——

"You can't talk, so what's the use of me, I don't know what you want to do."

Right Emperor: Stare at——

"They say I don't know what you mean by looking at me, just say what you have to say."

You Huang has tried very hard to express more emotions on his expressionless face, but the other party still can't see that he wants to express, 'it's all your fault that my lifeblood is ridiculed in front of so many people, as a shadow You are useless, commit suicide and apologize' means.

She silently glanced at this person, stepped on lotus steps, and stood between Feng Wuli and Xie Jieshu. Her huge figure blocked Xie Jieshu's view, and naturally occupied Feng Wuli's entire field of vision.

"Ouch, stop me, don't show me, it's amazing, you can return it." Xie Jieshu is very skillful in yin and yang.

Feng Wuli suspects that Wang Xilou's shadows are naturally at odds with each other. Maybe this zombie who has lived for more than 800 years has a split personality. The ability can make a noise.

He smoothed things over: "Forget it, Emperor You, our lord has a lot, so forgive her."

It's just that he was obviously trying to smooth things over, and he was completely biased towards a mentally retarded person. Xie Jieshu hugged her chest and snorted and ignored it.

"Military training is over, shouldn't we have to gather tonight?" Feng Wuli smelled the fragrance of Youhuang, following the evening wind.

Xie Jieshu's voice sounded from behind the right queen: "No need."

"In that case, I'll go back. Is tomorrow Monday the class according to the schedule?"

"Yes, high math tomorrow morning, C language in the afternoon, no class in the evening."

"I started class right after the military training. Is there really no connection at all?"

"You don't even have to take these few days of classes. There will be no roll call until the course selection period is over, so basically the introductory courses, the orientation activities are on this Wednesday, and that's when the real orientation is. Your freshman representative's speech hasn't even started yet, right? Then Thursday and Friday will be announced by the club."

Xie Jieshu asked, "Is there any club you want to join?"

There are still people around looking at this side from time to time. If he bypasses Youhuang, his movements will look weird, so he can only look at Youhuang's stomach: "...No plan."

"I plan to join the academy club. I originally wanted to join the school club, but I heard that there are a lot of idiots there, and then I want to join an animation club. I suggest you join a club. You must not have read the talent training plan of our academy. There is an innovation credit You can get it from club activities, if you can’t get it, you have to take a one-credit general education course, the head teacher may say in a few days.”

Xie Jieshu has already understood this school thoroughly.

"Eh..." Feng Wuli was thinking about the size of Youhuang's waistline. From a distance, he looked quite slender. When he got so close, Youhuang's belly was like a wall. He felt that he couldn't even hug him by himself. He asked, "Why is that Anime Club?"

"Why can't it be an animation club?"

"It doesn't seem to be a good match with you. I thought it would be some kind of literary club, or classical music club or something."

"Well, I feel that if you were asked to choose a club to join casually, you would choose the animation club."

Feng Wuli didn't expect his two-dimensional aura to be so serious, so he made a decision in his heart not to watch any of the October new series, he said, "Let's watch it in a few days."

"Well, thanks for tonight."

"Even if you think you are not Wang Xilou's shadow now, I still treat you as Wang Xilou's shadow."

"What kind of Japanese Asahi hero?"

"You think so."

She smiled lightly and said, "You've behaved so well, should I give you some..."

Feng Wuli could no longer hear what she said, because Youhuang covered his ears.

The two of them walked outside the school. They didn't need to climb over the wall tonight, but went directly to the main entrance.

It was cloudy tonight, and the moon and stars could not be seen. It was rare for You Huang to come out for a walk. Feng Wuli was led all the way to the school gate by her. She couldn't speak, but the atmosphere would be very strange if the two of them remained silent. So Feng Wuli put on the earphones and chattered non-stop on the road.

"So don't be so stingy, isn't Xie Jieshu also a shadow of Wang Xilou, it's normal for me to help her when she's in trouble, isn't it?"

"I didn't mean to blame you, no, I didn't say you did something wrong, ah..."

Feng Wuli didn't expect that he would have a day of coaxing Youhuang like a child, so he could only persuade him patiently, he said: "Although I look down on Wang Xilou as much as you do, she has been kind to me after all, so let's come out and ask for help." He is loyal, so he has to be more kind to Wang Xilou, and Wang Xilou's shadow inherits this favor. Even if Xie Jieshu does not admit that he is Wang Xilou's shadow, we have to unilaterally accept her affection .

Youhuang's face was as calm as the surface of a lake, she didn't seem to care at all, but Feng Wuli could feel the very slight fluctuations of the lake surface.

Youhuang was still reluctant to let Xie Jieshu bother him all the time.

"Youhuang, you can't do this!" He frowned and said in a harsh voice, which made Youhuang look down at him with some 'grievance'.

"You are the big wife of the family, so you have to be more tolerant to other younger sisters. If you want to deal with them, it's not easy. If you tell me who is wrong, then I must listen to you. Don't say Xie Jieshu, you If you think there is something wrong with Wang Xilou, you can blow the pillow with me, and see if I can clean her up!"

Youhuang suddenly felt that he had an extra mission, and was very moved, thinking that as a big woman, he should really be more magnanimous.

But she forgot that she didn't seem to be able to speak, so she didn't exist to listen to him.

Feng Wuli smiled: "Do you want to eat ice cream? I'll buy two, and then the two of us will go back after eating. What if we don't let Wang Xilou know?"

As expected of the city center, Feng Wuli saw a Haagen-Dazs restaurant on the side of the road, which he had only eaten when he was a child. A ball costs more than 40, and one bite makes people gasp.

Before Youhuang could refuse, he was dragged to a nearby convenience store. In order to avoid a piece of ice cream floating in the air, he dragged her to a dark alley. He bought two servings and three balls for more than 600.

Holding an ice cream box about the size of a matchbox in her hand, she had to pinch it with her fingers. She glanced at him secretly, and the ice cream disappeared in a second.

"I saw!"

"Don't take it in, take it out quickly, I want to watch you eat!"

"Come on! What have you eaten? You are worse than Wang Xilou, and you still think I am five years old?"

"Where is the box, where is the box?" Feng irrationally smiled: "You want to say that you can't even eat the box?"

"Hey! I've convinced you, you're not good at all!"

You Huang looked down at her young boy, leaning against a tree trunk in the shade with the evening wind blowing, and said to her, "You" and "You will officially be a freshman tomorrow." These words were difficult for her to understand.

"Hey, what are you happy about?" Feng Wuli felt her emotions and raised his head to ask.

Youhuang didn't answer, just bent down slowly and leaned down, and kissed the corner of his mouth under Feng Wuli's rather unexpected gaze - printed a little ice cream on the corner of his mouth onto his own lips, licked the ice cream on his lips, Glancing at him, he disappeared into the vast night.

Feng Wuli understood what her last look meant.

'Look, I got it. '

A wild cat of three suits appeared on the side of the road, Feng Wuli teased it, and went to the flower shop after eating ice cream.

The night in the city center is different from the scenery of the old streets before. The neon lights and billboards are bright, and the rear lights of the cars on the side of the road are bright red. Because of the congestion, the walking is slow, like flowing magma.

Outside the flower shop, the shopkeeper Chifu squatted next to her bicycle, pouted her little butt, frowned and squatted seriously, not knowing what to do.

The wind approached unreasonably——

"Chifu shop manager!"

"Wow!" She was startled, with a serious expression, she was frightened into Edvard Munch's "The Scream" in [-] seconds, and then various abstract painting styles appeared in the [-] seconds of Chifu store manager, and finally she gasped and changed back to the familiar Chifu store manager.

She glanced at him with lingering fear, and said angrily, "You are going to die!"

"What are you doing? You're so serious."

"I..." The manager of Chifu regained his serious expression and squatted back again: "The bicycle chain fell off."

"Can you do it?"

"When I rode my bike, your grandpa's grandpa wasn't born yet!"

"That's amazing, Shopkeeper Chifu."

Chifu didn't bother to talk to him, Feng Wuli asked again: "Why are you the only one looking at the store, how many of them are there?"

"Ah, Auntie is here again."

Feng Wuli suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Auntie said she had something to talk to the two of them, and then drove them to drink milk tea. I just left. Ye Ji and Wanwan went out to play, so I have to stay and look at the store."

Chifu is a little emotional, because I don’t know why I don’t have her own share this time. Of course, that little emotion is insignificant to her mature and steady Chifu store manager. She doesn’t mind being taken to drink by his mother at all. Milk tea, the manager of her chifu store kept it under wraps--it's not uncommon.

Feng Wuli couldn't help but patted her head, and Chi Fu turned his head and gave her a hard look, but what improved was that he didn't slap his hand away immediately.

"Let me fix it." Feng Wuli also squatted beside her.

"I can do it myself." She was extremely stubborn, and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from the side of her face with the back of her hand.

"I bought ice cream for you to eat. We don't care for them drinking milk tea. Look, I bought it just for you." He took out the ice cream from the shadow, his face not red and his heart beating.

"Here, did you buy it for me?"

"Otherwise, look, I just bought one. If I buy it for everyone, I will definitely buy several. I'll fix it for you and eat it quickly. When they come back and see me, I'll buy it for you alone and say me." Feng Wuli handed it to her: "I just bought it for you."

The shop manager of Chifu took this ice cream with great care, and was very moved.

"Is it sweet?" Feng Wuli asked while repairing her car chain.

"It's okay, it's okay." She was very stubborn with a straight face.

"Give me a bite too."

"You don't want to buy an extra one yourself!" the manager of Chifu sternly refused.

"It's very expensive. Your three balls cost more than 100."

"It's so expensive!" If this was the day when she was still handing out leaflets, she had to work all day to eat a snowball? !

"Haagen-Dazs, Wang Xilou and Po Nu have never eaten, so don't tell them."

Not to mention how to do it, she thought about how to casually show off in front of Po Nu that he bought more than 100 yuan of noble ice cream for her alone, and then she was so angry with that silly woman.

Chifu nodded heavily, then took a spoonful and fed it to Feng Wuli who helped her repair the car.

Ten minutes later, she was the store manager of the chasing girl Chifu again. With a bicycle, she seemed to be riding a somersault cloud, and she had the momentum to go anywhere in the world.

She didn't come back until it started to rain outside. At first, there were only one or two drops, and then it slowly wet the street. The concrete floor was covered with a layer of silvery water. The sound of dense rain isolated the flower shop from the world.

"It's raining again." She stretched out her hand to catch a little rainwater. The sky was cloudy and thunderous, and a male college student who also came to buy flowers on a rainy day came in.

He wears black-rimmed glasses, tall and thin, a bit like Professor Du in "You Who Came from the Stars". Feng Wuli saw him thinking of the character Xueba Xiaoming in Tiantian Kurun. At that time, he drew Xueba Xiaoming and Liu Xiaoxiao showed off for a long time, and then the new characters became more and more outrageous, and the game remained in the past.

Xueba Xiaoming came to the door, put away the umbrella and shook it to dry off the rain, and stood outside the flower shop without bringing it in.

"It's a beautiful flower shop. I don't remember there being one last semester."

"It was opened during the summer vacation." Feng Wuli said.

"You have so many flowers here, there are so many flowers that I can't recognize them."

A fox and a black cat ran back from the outside, completely soaked, and flung the water out of the door before they came in.

"Hey, this..."

"Oh, it's the cat and fox we keep in the store, they just ran out to play."

College students think this flower shop is amazing. It’s fine to raise foxes, but they can be raised free-range. The tone of saying that they have gone out to play is like talking about children at home.

"You two, you don't know how to run home when it's raining, you're all drenched!" The store manager frowned and said to the two little guys, "Come here quickly, I'll wipe it for you."

The cat and the fox really followed the little girl into the back of the flower shop, and he was stunned for a while, like three little girls, and the two little girls behind were still noisy with.

"Do you want to buy any flowers?" The florist asked suddenly, and he didn't realize it.

"Well, I want to buy a bunch of bellflowers." He was still looking at the decoration in the store, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was carefully designed.

"Eustoma?"

"Well, pink eustoma, do you have any here?"

"Yes, I'll bring it to you."

"See, eh? This is Kungunir?"

This topic jumps too fast, the college student saw the big tree branch that Wang Xilou put up casually and said: "Wow, you Kungunil is more restored than in the game, it seems that the material is made of tree branches, and there are many details on it." ,so amazing."

Feng Wuli laughed and said: "My girlfriend likes these things, she put them casually."

"But it seems that the length is not right. Kungunir should be longer, and the end of this gun seems not perfect in the game. Uh, I'm sorry." He realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"It's okay, I don't care." Anyway, it was snatched.

He took out a handful of pink eustomas and asked, "Do you want to give it to your girlfriend? Are there any requirements for the packaging?"

"No, I don't have a girlfriend yet." He said, "There's no need to bother with the packaging, but it's thundering outside, so I bought it myself for the bed."

"So, eustoma doesn't seem to have anything to do with thunder and rain?" Even the master of flowers and plants didn't know there was such a connection.

As soon as I finished speaking, the rain outside intensified, and the thunder was loud, and the rain was so abundant that it seemed to rain for a year, and the sidewalk was pouring water.

"It doesn't matter, it's actually my own problem." He said a little embarrassedly:

"When I was one or two years old, when it rained and thundered, I would cry non-stop. By chance, once my mother put a bunch of eustomas by the bed, and when I saw the flowers, I suddenly stopped crying. Maybe It's just a coincidence, but my mother still buys a handful of eustomas to keep by the bed every time it rains heavily.

She passed away not long ago. I didn't expect it to rain so heavily and thunder so loudly today. When I went back to school and saw you had a flower shop here, I wanted to come in and see if there were eustomas.

It's not that I suddenly said that I must buy eustoma, or that I miss my mother suddenly. "

"That's it." Feng Wuli packed it up and handed it to him.

"Thank you boss."

"It's raining heavily outside, why don't you sit here for a while before going back?"

He had a bitter face: "There are still papers to be rushed, and the deadline will be tomorrow."

"Hard."

"Let's go, I will come to you to buy flowers next time."

The boy held an umbrella and walked into the rainy night with a bouquet of lisianthus flowers.

A few minutes later, a lady outside the store hesitated to come in, Feng Wuli went out and asked her what flowers she wanted to buy.

The woman looked into his shop, and then asked Feng unreasonably, her voice sounded like a very gentle woman: "Excuse me, do you have eustoma here?"

(End of this chapter)