In Douwu Continent, there is a special profession. People call them singers. It is said that they can condense their voices into strange tones.
And these tones, because of their different frequencies, have different abilities. For example, at this moment, the melody hummed by Mu Su is matched with the dance steps, which raises the dance to a higher level in terms of rhythm and dynamics.
Along the way, many branches of dance have spawned, and this singer is one of them. However, this profession not only requires a certain level of support, but also has extremely strict requirements on tone, so
Relatively speaking, it is a scarce profession.
And singers also have their own levels, from singers, to composers, to singers, and finally to national-level singers.
Lin Gan's tone is intermittent and it is difficult to achieve music theory, but it contains a subtle charm under careful listening. In time, he may not be able to become a formal musician.
Generally speaking, just the lowest-level singer is enough to be treated as a distinguished guest by all the major forces in Dynamic Town.
The elders were jealous that Lin Ku had taught him such a good son, but they also felt deeply that misfortune lies on the back of good fortune, and good fortune lies on misfortune. This Lin Ku... is afraid that he will return to the core of the Lin family.
"Cough cough cough cough... cough cough..."
A violent coughing sound suddenly sounded from the venue, and an embarrassed figure crawled out from the smoke.
"Brother Gan!"
Lin Zitan lifted Mu Su up despite his dirty body: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, my husband just used up all his dancing energy..." Mu Su leaned against the red sandalwood Rouxiang body.
A touch of relief appeared in his eyes. Lin Ku ignored the livid faces of Lin Ba and his son, and raised his hands to the elders seriously: "Elders, can you believe that what I said is true?"
The four elders looked at each other, and finally looked at the elder with an approving smile on his face.
"Although the dancers of our Lin family occupy a place in this dynamic town, the singers have never done it...Lin Gan, you did a good job."
Lin Lin felt something bad and said hurriedly: "Great Elder! Is this the end of Lin Ku's beating on us?"
"Lin'er!"
Lin Bing didn't have time to stop him. Seeing Lin Ganfeng's sudden change, he would only humiliate himself by using such subterfuge.
Sure enough, several elders showed their dissatisfaction, and the elder said slowly: "Although Lin Gan really shouldn't have hit you, he mistakenly thought that you were raping his sister, and he was immersed in singing songs, so he accidentally missed you.
But...Linba, I wonder if this old man has the courage to forgive you for his wrongdoing?"
"The elder's words are serious. Lin Gan will become the pillar of the Lin family. As the elder of the clan, can I have a point?" Lin Ba quickly bowed humbly and tugged on Lin Lin's sleeves: "Lin'er, you still haven't apologized to Lin Gan.
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"Father, it's obviously him..."
"Go apologize!"
"Father, I should apologize on behalf of my brother..." Lin Gong stood up and strode towards Mu Su.
Lin Ba was slightly startled, but then felt relieved that Lin Gong's move would allow the three of them, father and son, to save some face in front of the elders.
It seems that the child has grown up...
Lin Gong approached Mu Su. Even though he was unwilling to give in, he was unwilling to show it at all. There was a false smile on his handsome face, but what he was thinking in his heart was if I could also become a singer...
"Want to learn?"
Lin Gong's pupils shrank suddenly, but he saw Mu Su looking at him with his arms crossed.
"I'll teach you."
"Really...really?"
"It's just singing, why is it so difficult?"
"sorry……"
"Okay...! Okay!" The great elder said hello repeatedly, and the other elders were also very pleased: "Abandon the sectarian views and cherish the family. Lin Ku, you have taught a good son."
"Great Elder, you are too modest..."
"Great Elder, please praise me more."
Lin Ku and Mu Su said at the same time.
"My good nephew has a pure heart. Lin Ku, you are a good teacher... I heard that you moved to the mountains on the edge of the Lin family?"
The laughing elder suddenly sighed and looked at Lin Ku, who was standing upright, but with one leg slightly bent, and a touch of distress flashed deep in his eyes: "Everything is over... come back."
"Go back to the Great Elder, we are on the mountain..."
"Hmph..." The Great Elder snorted in a nonchalant manner: "Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Lin Gan. How can he become a real singer hiding in the mountains all day long? We all saw what happened back then.
"Li, if you hadn't left the Lin family without saying a word, how could you have made Lin feel so much pain?"
Lin Ku thought, and then bowed deeply: "Follow the elder's order..."
…
The misfortune turned into a happy event. When Lin Ku Lengji returned home, his heart was rekindled and he couldn't wait to tell his wife about it.
Mu Su looked worried.
It was absolutely impossible for him to recognize a stranger as his father, so in order to continue the dungeon, he needed to find another way.
"Dad, the great elder seems to know you." Lin Zitan, who was jumping up and down next to him, tilted his head and asked.
Lin Ku was in a very good mood and revealed some past events that he had never wanted to talk about: "I was once one of the five tigers of the Lin family, and I received a lot of guidance from the elder at that time."
It's a pity that Lin Ku was embarrassed to face his tribe after such a tragic defeat.
"The Great Elder is your uncle, and you call me nephew. We are obviously equals." Mu Su said at this time, trying to bargain with his cheap father: "But how many years are you older than me, then we can discuss it on our own terms.
, you call me son, I call you brother."
Lin Ku was slightly startled, then suddenly slapped Mu Su's head, screaming in pain while dodging to catch up.
"It's not that fighting is forbidden here!" Mu Su shouted as he ran.
Lin Ku dragged his lame leg behind him: "If I beat my son, it's not a fight."
The sound of laughter sounded like bells, and Lin Zitan kept up with the chasing father and son with a brisk smile.
…
Returning to the wooden house on the low mountain, Lin Ku asked Zitan to take the bruised and swollen Mu Su to the bedroom to apply medicine.
"Brother Gan, I know you care about me, but you are too impulsive..." Lin Zitan held the golden sore medicine and said softly
After confirming that Lin Zitan did not appear in the mission, Mu Su, with a cold attitude towards Lin Zitan, chose to skip the restricted time.
Women will only affect the speed of my dance practice.
The main reason was that it was too painful for her to rub the wound.
【Early morning the next day】
The screen dimmed, and when it lit up again, I was walking on horseback, accepting my father's teachings.
There are buildings in the distance, and it is obvious that Lin Ku's family has moved back to the Lin family.
"Squat down on the linen!"
Lin Ku used the ruler in his palm to hit the crook of Mu Su's leg, causing him to tie it up again.
"Don't be lazy, and don't be proud. Dancers should still focus on dancing. Everything above this is just an auxiliary. If you only care about dancing with others, it will only make people laugh."
It sounds like there is no problem for some people to dance and others to sing. But consider that this is a copy of the distorted world view - martial arts correspond to dancing, singers correspond to alchemy and talisman making or other secondary professions, and only singing when dancing with others is like...
"Lin Dong, die!" The muscles in Lin Shan's legs swelled, and the force rushed up from his waist to his back. Like a dragon, with one bow and one surge, it turned into a dragon and rose to the sky, hammering at Lin Dong who was standing on the spot.
"Please enlighten me." Lin Dong clasped his fists and waved his hands. A pill furnace fell from the sky and refined the pill on the spot.