I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 160 Suona Blowing [-] progress bar is full
A stage has been set up in the Jincha City Gymnasium. The performance will be performed tomorrow night. The program list will also be advertised through various media such as Jincha City TV Station and Jincha City Daily. The time chosen by the organizer happens to be Labor Day, and many people are on holiday. Yes, besides the fans who bought expensive front row tickets, some residents of Jincha City and surrounding cities also bought relatively cheap back row tickets, rushing over to watch the excitement.

Jincha City, which is usually a little deserted, suddenly became lively.

Whether it is a restaurant, a hotel, or a small business vendor, they are all very happy. The business is so good that it has never been better. .

The comment area of ​​the official Douyin account of the poor Jincha City Daily, which is usually deserted and has few likes, has also become very lively.

Invincible and cute little fairy: "It's fine if you put my favorite singer at the end to perform, why did you put on a suona performance? This is a fashionable music festival, not an old-fashioned country theater stage."

Uncle Wang: "What's wrong with suona! I love to listen to suona. I bought this ticket just to listen to suona. What's so good about those bands, Didi Dongdong?".

Aidou's little follower: "You like to listen to yourself at home, don't let the old-fashioned suona pollute my brother's stage."

Specialized in hitting Malaysian monkeys > Idol's little follower: "Look at that bear you look like, you're still a brother? I'll kick you into the air."

The sea and the sky: "It is indeed inappropriate to perform suona at the music festival."

The Second Uncle Wang>The sea and the sky: "It's not suitable for your grandma, what a twisted fart!".

The sea and the sky > Uncle Wang: "Why are you still swearing? Do you have the quality?".

The Second Uncle Wang>Broad sea and sky: "I'll just scold you, if you don't accept heads-up".

With strong curiosity, Wang Liang swiped back for a long time before seeing the last words of "Second Master Wang" and "Broad Sea and Sky", Second Master Wang: "Don't be hired as a drummer after you die. , invite a western band to dance in front of your coffin.”

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang is quite fashionable, and he knows how to dance, Wang Liang couldn't help laughing.

Haikuo didn't speak any more, probably something happened.

For some people in the comment area complaining that suona is old-fashioned and should not appear in a fashionable music festival, Wang Liang is too lazy to argue with them. He has already contacted the organizer in the afternoon. He will perform on stage in place of Hu Youfu tomorrow night. Know the power of Suona.

"Come on!"

As soon as the words fell, a large bowl of noodles was brought to the table by Ying Zheng.

"Hey hey" Ying Zheng scratched the bull's horns with a smile and said, "Ah, I accidentally did too much."

Zhang Dong rolled his eyes at him, and said eccentrically, "I was careless the day before yesterday, I was careless yesterday, and I am still careless today. When did you..." Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zheng interrupted, " You can’t stop your mouth? You still have the nerve to say me, who was in a hurry to communicate with the treasure appraising expert, and finally led the enemy to the house, and almost snatched the treasure that Brother Liang had managed to get!".

"you you."

"What are you, you dare to talk back after making such a serious mistake, hurry up and eat your noodles"

As Ying Zheng was talking, he ruthlessly put three chopstick noodles in his bowl and scooped up a large spoonful of beef sauce.

Had dinner.

When Wang Liang came to the work area, he raised his hands, and blew lightly on the void as a suona, and the loud sound spread to all directions. The third master who was sitting in the guard room listening to storytelling was startled, and the cigarette pot in his hand It fell to the ground, splashing a spark.

Zhang Dong and Ying Zheng were running around upstairs and downstairs, chasing each other and fighting. The loud voice disturbed Ying Zheng's motor nerves, and he fell to the ground and laughed at Zhang Dong who was running in front. leaning forward and backward.

Ying Zheng was about to swear, when a melodious and soothing music suddenly entered his mind, like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguished the anger in his heart, and his mood became very peaceful.

Zhang Dong's unbridled laughter also stopped, he stood where he was, listening to the music, gradually fascinated.
During this period, the suona progress bar finally rose from [Suona Blowing: 99999/100000] to [Suona Blowing: 100000/100000], turning into a golden light and entering Wang Liang's mouth. sounded in my mind.

【Slightly accomplished】

[The expansion of the same type of skills is completed]

When the electronic sound fell, a long row of golden progress bars instantly appeared in front of Wang Liang.

【Blowing Suona: 0/300000】

【Playing the flute: 0/10000】

【Pull Erhu: 0/10000】

[Drumming: 0/10000]

[Playing the Guqin: 0/10000]

Seeing the long row of golden progress bars, Wang Liang was startled. He stared at Kazilan's big eyes, and said to himself, "Wow grass! Awesome! As expected of the high-level skills drawn out by lottery, there are actually For the same type of skill expansion function, it would be great if the flying needle skill also has an expansion function, such as expanding a little Li flying knife or something, it would be perfect."

After talking to himself, Wang Liang raised his hands again, using the void as a suona, and began to play the newly learned "Menghui Xianyou", wanting to see what will happen when he plays the suona after he has practiced it thing.

Loud, melodious, with a touch of fairy music, along with the void, spread to the surroundings.

In the guard room, the third uncle turned off the radio, lay on the bed, and was about to go to bed. The music he heard a few minutes ago reappeared in his mind, and it seemed to become more interesting. Listening to the music, the scene in front of him did not know when changed.

It has become a fairyland full of clouds, mountains and seas of mist, Qionglouyuyu.

And he was wandering around in the fairyland, very chic.

Zhang Dong also listened to the music and fell into the fairyland. He met a few friends in the fairyland. They spent a long time together, drinking fairy tea, talking about the fairy way, visiting the fairy mountains and the fairy sea, and lived a more chic life.

Ying Zheng also entered the fairyland listening to the music, but his fairyland is different from others. There are no fairy mountains, no sea of ​​clouds, and no Qionglouyuyu. Said: "Old Jade Emperor, hurry up and let the Western Buddha release Monkey King, otherwise, I will take the Star Destroyer Cannon and bombard your broken treasure hall with one shot."

"Bold!" A man came out with a huge tower in his hand, stared at him with eyes as big as cow eggs, and scolded, "Where is the evildoer, dare to act presumptuously in front of His Majesty, where are the heavenly soldiers and generals?".

A dozen strong men in golden armor instantly appeared behind the Tota man.

"Take down this evildoer and enter the prison"

"Yes"

As soon as the words fell, two of the strong men in golden light armor appeared on both sides of Yingzheng in an instant. In a dark cave, a row of arm-thick iron pillars stood at the entrance of the cave, and the distance between each iron pillar was only one finger wide.

Outside the cave, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds.

Done!

Now it's completely over, and I'm really locked in the sky prison.

Can anyone help me.
One day, two days, one year, two years, Ying Zheng sat at the entrance of the cave every day and stared blankly at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside. His heart was already dead, and his eyes were calm without any fluctuation, like an old man who had seen all the prosperity in the world.

I don't know how many years later, the familiar music suddenly sounded in my ears, and the iron pillars and sea of ​​clouds in front of me slowly dissipated and turned into computers, desks, and floors.

What happened just now?
How do I feel that I had a long dream, very long, and hopelessly long.

Zhang Dong's fairyland life was also over. He stared blankly at his phone and murmured, "Why do I feel like I just lived a completely different life than I am now?"

The third master also felt this way. It reminded him of a story in Pingshu. It said that a poor scholar had a dream. In the dream, he enjoyed all the glory and wealth until he died of old age. familiar, he now feels that he is that scholar, but the scholar can remember his own dreams, but he can't.

"Oh! I'm old, useless, and my memory is too bad." The third master sighed, covered the quilt, and fell asleep.

A Dream of Returning to Immortal Journey is over, except that the progress bar has increased from [Suona Blowing: 0/300000] to [Suona Blowing: 1000/300000], there is no other change at all. Wang Liang returned home with deep doubts. Lie on the bed, pick up the mobile phone, open the shopping mall, and after careful selection, I bought an erhu, a flute, a guqin, and a medium-sized drum. I am going to participate in the music festival and practice a lot .

Look at the [-] progress bars that are full of these instruments, and what magical things will happen.

After shopping, I clicked on Qidian Bookstore, and began to read a farming article I found recently. Although I have read countless farming articles, the routines in it are all clear, and I feel like I can write it, but Wang Liang still likes to read it. Farming text.

I just like the feeling that little by little, slowly developing.

The problem now is that the author is too slow to update. He wrote two chapters a day, which is not enough to read. He silently calculated the time, 24 hours a day, excluding 8 hours of sleep, cooking, eating, drinking, two hours , two hours of leisure and entertainment, washing, one hour of going to the toilet, and a full 1 hours.

Give the author another hour to conceive, and there are 1 hours left.

It takes an average of two hours to write a chapter, how can I write four or five chapters, right?

Obviously, the author was lazy and didn't update well at all. It was time to use some special means. Wang Liang got up and went to the study, and saw Ying Zheng leaning on the boss's chair and watching Journey to the West with great concentration.

She stretched out her hand, put it on his shoulder, squeezed his shoulder, and said with a smile, "I need you to do a small thing for me, ten packs of potato chips."

This time Ying Zheng didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, fearing that Wang Liang would reduce him again, he said directly: "Okay, the deal is made."

"So happy? It seems that I gave too much, and reduced it to eight packs"

"Ah?" Ying Zheng was dumbfounded. He never expected that Wang Liang would have such a trick.

"Too much? Five packs!"

Ying Zheng didn't speak any more, just kept shaking his head. He found out again that the farthest way he traveled was Wang Liang's routine, which was farther than taking a space train from one habitable planet to another.

"Okay, if you don't say anything, it means that you will acquiesce. There are three guarantees in total, and the deal is official. You can help me make a reminder software, which is the kind of anytime, anywhere, no matter where the author of the online novel is. As long as his mobile phone is connected to the Internet, I can pass it. The phone urges him to update!".

(End of this chapter)