"Miss Tang, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Xiaoxiao's footsteps stopped, and because of the rapid pace just now, he seemed to breathe a little unevenly.

Fortunately, the bamboo lanterns around were bright enough, which made Xiaoxiao able to see clearly the person in front of him.

Under the flashing candlelight, it was a strange face that I had never seen before and now.

He is about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with long hair loose and loose, and standing with his hands behind his back.

He looked at himself with a smile on his eyes, and clearly understood everything, but he showed an innocent and meaningless expression.

This stranger is helping him, Xiaoxiao understands it in his heart.

Fearing that Ding Jin behind him was suspicious, Xiaoxiao continued to act: "When did you arrive?"

"I've been waiting for a while," the other party smiled slightly, "They are all waiting there, let's go now."

Xiaoxiao was grateful. This person not only relieved himself, but also avoided the suspicion of being a siege. If he was just waiting for him here, he would inevitably be suspected of having a private meeting between men and women. If it was a gathering of a large group of people, it would be a natural thing.

Xiaoxiao no longer looked back at Ding Jin, and just followed the man in front of him and kept moving eastward. There was more lively people there, so it was safer.

The two of them walked around a rockery and their eyes suddenly became clear.

There is a small lake here. On the other side of the lake, there are many girls placing rose lamps there, laughing and laughing, which is very lively.

The man stopped by the lake: "That man has already left."

"Thank you, my son." Xiaoxiao bowed to his benefactor.

"I am just a commoner, so I dare not call myself a young master." The man bent down and picked up a piece of stone, drew it, threw it on the lake surface, and then fired five or six water o'clock in a row.

Xiaoxiao was about to bid farewell to this person, but the other party picked up a stone and handed it over: "Do you give it a try too?"

It is better to obey your orders than respect. Xiaoxiao took the stone, and then made a tennis move, and then bowling move, and finally threw the stone out with a horse rod. "Puzzle!" The stone fell into the lake gorgeously, and even a small wave could not be turned up.

Xiaoxiao shrugged her shoulders and smiled apologetically.

"After all, I have freed Miss Tang. How can I thank me?" The man found a big stone and sat down by the lake casually.

The man is very beautiful, with a special artistic atmosphere, which is different from Dong Qingong's artistic style.

At this time, a servant from the Wen family happened to pass by, and Xiaoxiao said, "Please go to the guest room, Xia Shizhai, and say to my girl. I will put a rose lamp with the girls by the Changling Pool and ask her to come here to find me."

The girl from the Wen family went away.

"How do you want the little girl to thank you?" After the junction, Xiaoxiao felt relieved and sat on a stone next to her and talked about the reward with the man in front of her.

"In Xia Gong, the single name is Xiao, and the girl calls me my name."

"At Mr. Gong's age, it's a bad thing to call me by my name," Xiaoxiao said frankly, "Mr. Gong can call me Xiaoxiao directly."

Anyway, Ding Jin called out his full name just now, and he must have heard it, otherwise he would not have called himself Miss Tang in times of crisis.

"Okay, smile."

Tang Xiaoxiao lived for two lives. For the first time, someone called his name so nicely, and the effect of the top subwoofer sound was reappeared.

The man in front of him has this luxurious effect every time he opens his mouth.

"If I am a child's house, if you want Mr. Xie Gong, I can only bring a plate of snacks made by myself to the mansion." Xiaoxiao's long semi-wet hair was scattered behind her head, and her cool gauze skirt was swayed by the lake wind.

Gong Xiao looked at Xiaoxiao's current appearance and thought she had nothing to do with the "child": "I don't have delicious snacks."

"It's so boring to have a life without snacks." Xiaoxiao said sincerely, looking at Mr. Gong who has this unique side in front of him, and didn't know whether to call him uncle or elder brother. Forget it, let's continue calling him Mr. "What is the name of Mr. Xiao?"

"A curfew night."

Where can I introduce my name like this: "Isn't that the Lantern Festival night? The gentleman doesn't like to eat snacks, so he lets down his name."

"It's too much to say "I'm sorry." Gong Xiao looked at the young girl in front of him with a rare interest.

"A great man once said: Only food and love cannot be let down." Xiaoxiao's rare expression was serious.

"That's great." Gong Xiao smiled faintly, took out a small pot of wine from the other side of the big stone he sat on, and drank it: "It happened to be born on the Lantern Festival. My parents gave this name in order to save trouble."

Xiaoxiao didn't know that his alcoholism had not yet passed, so he didn't think he was talking more than before: "I have a good friend born on New Year's Eve, so his name was Xi. Everyone often joked about him and said: We will get rid of you as soon as the New Year comes!"

Faced with this somewhat cold joke, Gong Xiao smiled politely, completely insincere.

"How can I thank you sir?" Xiaoxiao no longer walked around the corner. She looked at the rose-colored late-night lake in the distance with her eyes. Dozens of rose lamps were floating on the lake surface, and one or two of them had even floated to the two of them. Xiaoxiao looked up at Gong Xiao's side, because it looked beautiful, and couldn't help but look at it twice.

Gong Xiao looked back and looked at Xiaoxiao seriously, as if thinking about the thing he wanted most to thank him.

Xiaoxiao looked at him, but couldn't help but be stunned.

When I looked closer, I felt that the other party had an unsettling beauty, with eyes that looked like a deep well, and the bottom of the well was the crushed moonlight.

Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look directly, and turned his eyes to the half-sleeping lake lamp.

I heard the sound of the subwoofer in my ears: "Xiaoxiao can share a piece of music with me."

"Music?" Xiaoxiao believed that he had no chance of music in two lifetimes.

"Yes, whether it's musical instruments or a cappella, if you don't know, even if you talk about an unforgettable music I've heard at a certain time and place."

Xiaoxiao frowned and thought for a long time: "Today, when the Wen family girl was dancing the mountain ghost dance, Gong Basheng once sang a song, which was the most unforgettable song I have ever heard, no doubt about it."

Gong Xiao's expression was a bit complicated, and he took a few words for a long time: "That's nothing."

"How can it not be anything!" Xiaoxiao was drunk and his voice was louder: "The sound of Gong Basheng rushed directly into the sky, then turned into rain and fell, falling into the sea, among the stormy waves, the water droplets were densely covered with fog on the sea, returning to the sky again, and then coming down from the sky..."

"Does the girl want to talk about three days around the beam..." Gong Xiao couldn't help but interrupt his endless smile.

"Barely considered." Xiaoxiao's hair was almost dry. Although there was a cool breeze blowing, the back neck covered by the hair was still sweating. He spread all his hair to his left shoulder and gently slapped his neck with a small bamboo fan.

There were many roses next to the big stone where the two were sitting. Gong Xiao picked out one of them with his hands and pulled it down, put it between his nose and sniffed it.

"I have never been able to understand music. When I was a child, I learned to play the flute with my grandmother, but I only learned a half-baked one."

Gong Xiao then took out a flute from the side of the big stone. Xiaoxiao was very curious. How much was he hiding on the side of the big stone? He simply suspected that there was an arbitrary door hidden there.

"You can blow a little oriole."

Xiaoxiao took the purple flute and was very happy to find that it was a seven-hole flute. The little flute he carried with him was a five-hole flute given by his father. Because the seven-hole flute that he played in his previous life, he suddenly couldn't find the sound of the five-hole ones.

To be honest, I have never heard of the "Little Yellow Oriole" mentioned by the ancients, and it is probably similar to the "Little Duck" played by modern children.

Xiaoxiao didn't plan to just play a simple song "Little Duck". Although she was not proficient in playing the flute in her previous life, she still could play a few songs, especially when she was in college, her roommates would play Irish bagpipes and often played against the music score. When she heard good music, she also learned it with her, but she just used Chinese flutes.

In fact, today's song was originally to be played for Brother Zhonglun because it was the soundtrack "a                                                                                                                   

It was a very beautiful melody that ran through the entire film.

Because I was obsessed with that melody, I seriously practiced with my Chinese flute on the music score for a whole summer vacation. If I had the rare time to play the flute in the future, I would play this song back and forth.

Although it is not played with bagpipes or other Western instruments, Chinese flutes also have their own beauty. Every time they are blown to friends, everyone says there is an alternative and sad beauty.

Xiaoxiao placed the purple flute across his mouth, his eyes drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes were reflected in a fan-shaped fog shadow by the lake lamp.

That familiar melody that time sounded by the lake, light and empty, hopeless and helpless, just like the extremely gorgeous passenger ship on the sea, the little world gradually depressed.

Just like this song, it is beautiful, but so ominous.

The song was very short and it was still unsatisfactory. Xiaoxiao habitually blew it twice.

When the second time sounded, a very magnetic male voice in his ear hummed, adapting to the melody of the song, and occasionally there was a different but more suitable ending sound. He smiled and looked at Gong Xiao who was singing gently. He didn't know whether the other party was an impromptu performance of music or something. In short, it gave his flute song a brand new meaning.

Xiaoxiao couldn't believe that this song was played by himself.

The song ends, and the lingering sound is lingering.

"Thank you for sharing such a wonderful song below." Gong Xiao's eyes were full of smiles.

Xiaoxiao looked at the man in front of him: "Sir, is Gong Basheng?"

Gong Xiao nodded undeniably.

The person in front of me is Gong Basheng, the first musician of this dynasty. Gong Basheng, known as "Eight Sounds and Ten Taw Gold", is called "Eight Sounds and Ten Taw Gold". There are many beautiful men who are rowing boats and rushing to see the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the U of the Girls.

From the moment he started singing, Xiaoxiao understood his identity.

Because his voice is so special and so nice, especially when singing this song, it is mixed with a sense of distant vicissitudes.

"a                   Lifechanged" actually traveled to the Yuanlong Dynasty and sang it by the eight sounds of the palace. Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh at this wonderful fate.

"Does this song have a name?" Gong Xiao asked.

Xiaoxiao literally translated: "Things in the world are impermanent."
Chapter completed!