The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 144

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Chen looked at Ling Jing who had a strange expression on his face, and asked in a flat tone.

"It's okay." Ling Jing slightly covered her heart, and said to Wang Chen with a pale face.

Wang Chen carefully looked at Ling Jing, seeing that she didn't seem to be suffering from a heart condition, and ignored her.

The car drove very steadily. After driving for about 10 minutes, the car stopped outside a teahouse.

Ling Jing opened the car door and walked down, smiled at Wang Chen and said, "Let's go, let's have some refreshments."

"It doesn't matter, just don't have bad intentions."

It doesn't matter what Wang Chen eats, he gave Ling Jing a vaccination first, then walked into the teahouse.

"What a tantrum."

Looking at Wang Chen's back, Ling Jing lowered her head and murmured, Wang Chen has such a bad temper, it seems that the matter still needs to progress slowly, so it's not appropriate to say it all at once.

He waved his hand, told the bodyguard to wait outside, and ran after Wang Chen.

"Ok?"

As soon as he entered the teahouse, Wang Chen frowned, because there were no customers in the whole teahouse except the waiter, which was a bit abnormal.

Turning her head to look at Ling Jing, Wang Chen was relieved, Ling Jing is an unusual woman, it is normal for her to take over the entire teahouse.

Sitting cross-legged on a futon, Wang Chen closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the piano reverberating in the teahouse, tapping his fingers lightly on the low table.

Ling Jing folded her legs and knelt on the futon, looked at Wang Chen almost unblinkingly, and waved her hand to signal the waiter to lower her voice.

The waiter took the tea set and walked lightly to the low table, and began to make tea meticulously.

While the tea was brewing, refreshments were put on the table one after another. Wang Chen opened his eyes and looked towards the second floor, calmly said with a smile: "Beauty playing the piano, don't you mind coming down for a cup of tea?" .”

Ling Jing blinked her eyes, and just when she was about to ask someone to call down the girl playing the piano above, a quiet voice came from upstairs: "Master, please, I will obey."

After a while, the woman in white skirt who fought against Wang Chen last time came down.

She held the piano with both hands, and her eyes were still wrapped in a white gauze.

Ling Jing looked at the woman with amazement in her eyes. Although this teahouse was considered her family property, she really didn't know that there was such a wonderful person under her family property.

Although the woman seemed to have eye problems, she never stumbled when she walked, and soon walked to Wang Chen's short-legged table.

Wang Chen glanced at the woman and slowly stretched out his hand.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then stretched out a delicate hand and placed it on Wang Chen's.

Sitting cross-legged with Wang Chen's support, the woman didn't wait for Wang Chen to ask her name, and said directly: "My slave's white lotus."

"How could Bailianhua call herself a slave? You must be a fake Bailianhua."

Wang Chen joked, the lotus has always been a holy existence that emerges from the mud and is not stained. Since this woman is named after the white lotus, she shouldn't call herself a slave. Isn't this name just for nothing?

"My lord is wrong. The lotus is not stained when it emerges from the mud, but there is always a point. For example, how can someone know that the lotus is not stained when there is no mud."

Bai Lianhua put the guqin on her lap, and she was not polite, she took a sip of the teacup with both hands.

"You ancient warriors have a lot of reason."

Wang Chen shook his head, but he had to admit that Bai Lianhua made a lot of sense. In this era, if ancient warriors want to make progress, they cannot separate themselves from this world. After all, it is very difficult to improve their strength now. Only when they are in a state of mind can they relax. a little.

"Ancient warrior?"

Ling Jing was surprised, she knew ancient warriors and had contact with many, but she didn't expect that this white lotus was also an ancient warrior.

Wang Chen picked up the refreshments and ate them in small bites. Instead of explaining to Ling Jing, he asked Bai Lianhua, "By the way, where is that woman?"

Wang Chen still remembered that the little demon had shot at him, and he would not be soft when dealing with enemies.

"Gone, taken away by the person you drank with last time."

Bai Lianhua put the teacup on the table, said in a calm tone, and unconsciously began to play the piano with both hands.

"Do you mind letting me see your piano?"

Although it was a question, when Wang Chen reached out to the guqin, he took it over.

His fingers gently stroked the strings, feeling the softness and hardness of the strings, as well as the sound made by the strings.

Zheng——

A musical note suddenly came out from the guqin, and the pupils under the white lotus scarf had a ripple, and said with a sigh: "A small note, but it reveals your identity as a master of the piano."

"It's not a master, it's just for self-entertainment when you're bored." Wang Chen said with a smile, he closed his eyes, and suddenly started playing the piano with both hands.

sternly-

Every note is chaotic and disorderly, not an ancient score, nor a modern movement, it seems to be strumming a pass.

dang dang-

In the teahouse, the cups on countless low tables vibrated slightly, and the white lotus with long hair fluttered, looking at Wang Chen with disbelief on his face.

"Render the emotions of the surrounding environment with your own emotions."

Bai Lianhua sighed, Wang Chen's method is close to divine, many people use the music to exaggerate the emotions of the audience and the surrounding environment, but Wang Chen casually played, mixing his emotions into the notes, causing The environment was beginning to take on his emotions.

If Wang Chen had internal strength in his body, then he could even kill people invisible with the sound of the piano. This is really a hopeless opponent.

Ling Jing could also feel the emotions expressed in the sound of the piano, she looked at Wang Chen with a touch of pity and sadness deep in her eyes.

Clang——

Finally, Wang Chen pressed the strings with his fingers, and then released them, the strings vibrated, making a sound like a long sword unsheathed.

Wang Chen returned the Guqin to Bai Lianhua, and said to her calmly: "My old man told me that the road is different, but the final destination is the same. You play the piano and you are bound in a small world. It is impossible to dye the white lotus, unless you can jump out of that small world.

For example... What's the use of sticking to the rules?It's better to carve out a path for yourself, just like I played a while ago, it sounds chaotic, but for me this is the best piece of music, because it is played for myself, not for others Listen. "

"Been taught a lesson."

Bai Lianhua was silent for a long time, finally sighed quietly, stood up and bowed slightly to Wang Chen, holding the guqin and walking towards the outside of the teahouse in small steps.

Watching Bai Lianhua leave, Wang Chen's complexion flashed on his face, and finally looked at Ling Jing and asked: "You should not be looking for me."

"Yes, she is not looking for you, but looking for you."

Just when Ling Jing was about to speak, a quiet voice came from outside the teahouse.

(End of this chapter)