When Zhou Heng talked to his parents about raising hares, it was getting late, and today's news program was almost over.

They continued to watch local opera programs, but were absent-minded and continued to discuss their own. For example, if they contracted the mountain, what preparations should be done later, and so on.

In terms of these details, Zhou Heng asked his parents to go and did not let them do anything. Instead, they were panicked and uneasy.

After all, it is a family business, and after this, the investment is not small.

Zhou Heng was playing with his cell phone and didn't watch anything on TV. Seeing Jiang Xiaoxuan and the others sitting together and chatting, he sat over and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Gu Xueshi said quickly, "I'm talking to you!"

"Me? I'm not talking about anything behind my back, right?" Zhou Heng pointed at himself and smiled.

The two girls were amused.

Gu Xueshi asked, "Hey, handsome guy, are you going to make a big progress at home? I see that you have chickens, fish, and plans to raise hares. Will you become bad when you have money in the future? Men will become bad when they have money."

Zhou Heng smiled: "I'm already like this, how else can I get bad?"

He didn't joke with them too much along the topic, so he just wanted to make such a fool of himself.

The two girls smiled again.

Of course, they did not think that Zhou Heng was just a bad person because of his self-deprecating. In fact, a little bit of details during chatting will make people feel different.

Especially girls are very sensitive and will care about these small details.

Some people chat, but they will feel more comfortable. Occasionally, they will make them feel a little humorous. But they should not be too overdoing, as too much will make people feel unsteady enough.

Anyway, it just feels right now.

Gu Xueshi stopped joking about him and said, "Hey handsome guy, just play another harmonica for us. You played it very well last time."

Then he turned his face and asked Jiang Xiaoxuan: "Is it right? It sounds nice, right?"

Jiang Xiaoxuan pursed her lips and nodded. Then she thought with a little guilty conscience, this guy is really, why should I ask myself specifically?

In fact, she also thought of Zhou Heng playing the harmonica last time, and he played "Liangliang", which was really nice.

Seeing that they were both interested, Zhou Heng really wanted to brag a little, so he said, "Okay, then you guys wait a moment."

Then go in and get the harmonica.

The night is as cool as water. Even in summer, it is no longer hot in the mountain village. It feels just right if you don’t blow the fan, but you can drive away mosquitoes by blowing it.

Therefore, this temperature is very comfortable.

It is no exaggeration to describe this place as a "natural summer resort".

Zhou Heng quickly brought the harmonica back and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

"Can you blow whatever we want to hear?" Gu Xueshi smiled.

Zhou Heng thought for a while and said, "Then I'll choose it myself. How about I play "Childhood", I'm better off with this song."

This is what I practiced for a long time back then, and it feels very touching when I blow it out.

The prelude is together, the sound of the piano is quiet, and then it reaches the main song.

On the banyan tree by the pond,

The cicadas are shouting in summer,

On the swing beside the playground,

Only the butterflies are parked on it.

Teacher's chalk on the blackboard,

I'm still trying hard to write...

The harmonica is actually very suitable for playing this song, with a sense of age, which is just right for the nostalgic atmosphere of this song. Classic songs are really out of date when you listen to them.

Zhou Heng thought of how he was when he was practicing this song. When he was practicing at home on weekends, he was afraid that his family would laugh at him for making him harshly, so he deliberately went out to sing.

He climbed onto a tree and sat down, leaned on the main trunk, blowing leisurely, thinking that it was very stylish, and thinking that he was so handsome. Unfortunately, he was walking in the brocade clothes at night, and no one cheered him.

However, when someone was waiting, he was embarrassed to whine, and his face was really thin at that time.

This song is really all about memories.

In fact, the harmonica is also a very charming instrument. After playing it for a long time, it has a feeling, and I didn’t think about changing to another practice.

He blew seriously, and the two girls quietly admired it, thinking that it was actually quite nice.

The last time Jiang Xiaoxuan heard him blow, she thought he was playing very well, very serious, and had a leisurely charm.

People often say that when you are committed to doing what you like, it is the most attractive time.

Probably so.

After playing a song, no one spoke, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

After a while, Gu Xueshi remembered something and said, "Hey, I remembered their soundtrack and said something was missing. Why don't you give them some fun?"

Although the students' projects are not big, and may not even have opportunities to face the market, they are doing all the details very carefully.

Of course, the soundtrack has to be cautious, and several versions have been eliminated.

Zhou Hengyi smiled: "Can I still give someone a soundtrack?"

He just practices some old songs.

"Let's try it, let's make it first. Even if you adopt it, you won't have any salary. Is it OK?" Gu Xueshi became more and more eager.

Zhou Heng thought she was just talking, but he didn't expect that what the girl said was true.

The next day, she took him to the students.

Teacher Liu’s yard has become a temporary study point. The yard is cleaned every day, just waiting for them to report.

In terms of soundtrack, Teacher Liu is also able to give them some advice. Although his originality is limited, he is a person who has played musical instruments all his life.

Zhou Heng had a limited understanding of the music score, but someone taught him that he could understand it and practice it.

Besides, it is not the final synthesis of music now. It’s just that after Zhou Heng played according to the score, they recorded it on the spot.

If you finally use it, you may just cut out one of the small pieces and use it, which may only take a few seconds.

Zhou Heng has been here for a whole morning and it feels quite interesting.

...

In the afternoon, when Zhou Heng was preparing to measure the mountain, Professor Wu from the provincial capital came.

There were many people coming this time. In addition to the assistant and driver last time, there were two large trucks behind them, all of which were loaded with things, which looked like moving.

After Zhou Heng received them, Professor Wu was still as polite as last time. He repeatedly said that he had come to disturb him again, and this time he would have to stay for a long time.

There were many people coming this time, but they didn’t rest at Zhou Heng’s house, but went directly to his lakeside.

Although the road to the lake is mostly steep, there is a relatively flat slope by the lake. Four or five young people slowly lift the things on the truck there.

Zhou Heng wanted to reach out to help him lift it, but the person there quickly refused politely, saying that he had enough staff and he didn't need to do anything else.

These people were moving quite quickly. Within a few hours before dark, a simple cottage was set up on the slope. Some daily necessities, such as folding beds, were quickly installed.

In other words, you can live directly here tonight, which is really efficient.

There are no wires here, they come with their own generators, and the lights are soon on, and computers and instruments can be used.

It really doesn't take Zhou Heng's help.

While they were busy, Professor Wu asked his assistant to set up a small observation area by the lake, which is a network-pulled area for research purposes.

The only thing that needs Zhou Heng’s help is to ask him to find a few more fish and keep them in their observation area.

This is not difficult, Zhou Heng just drove the boat.

Jiang Xiaoxuan originally planned to shoot a few more videos for Longxi Village before leaving, so she followed her.

Gu Xueshi thought it was quite fun, so she followed her. Then there were Professor Wu and his assistant.

Zhou Heng was the boatman, and the four of them sat on the boat and enjoyed the scenery of the lake.

Jiang Xiaoxuan picked up the camera and took pictures casually, feeling that the scenery was very good.

After taking a picture, she said, "Hey, Zhou Heng, your lake can develop tourism, it's so beautiful."

Zhou Heng held the helm and blew the wind on the lake, saying, "Forget it, it's not cost-effective to pollute the water. I'm still counting on this fish farmer."

Gu Xueshi came to visit the lake just so she couldn't think of so many questions. She said excitedly: "Boatman, will I sing a song with you?"

The antique boat is sailing on the calm water surface, surrounded by green mountains, with blue sky and white clouds, and birds passing by from time to time. This artistic conception is rare.

Zhou Heng said: "What are you singing in the chorus?"

Gu Xueshi turned on the music on her mobile phone and the prelude soon rang out.

"Ah...ah...the beautiful scenery of West Lake, March..."

Zhou Heng laughed. When he decorated the boat with a straw raincoat, he thought of this song, but he didn't expect that this girl was the same as he thought.

He also followed up and sang: "Spring rain is like wine, willows are like smoke..." This is the rough part of the male voice.
To be continued...