Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Who Understands Its Taste
"No."
The woman wrapped in white gauze, her eyes are like lingering autumn water, looking at her, her eyes are full of spring:
"As expected of a holy master, he can think of such a wonderful method, but doing so is too rogue."
The maid standing next to her was a little surprised. She looked at the young man who ran into Zui Chun Tower with Li Yong and A Bao. He was handsome and handsome in front of the wind, stretched out a green-green finger and pointed:
"Miss, you said that scoundrel and lazy young man is the Holy Master in the hearts of today's scholars. Shouldn't a Holy Master be clean and unsmiling? Why is he so messy?"
The breeze blows, and the white gauze flutters, revealing the woman's peerless enchantment. Her eyelashes are black and long. In the blink of an eye, she is like a star saying to herself:
"This is the Holy Master. Most people just read in and are bound by the principles in the book and cannot get out. The Holy Master has already understood all the principles. All the principles are like floating clouds in the mind of the Holy Master. He just follows his heart.
Sex, just be who you are."
"In a person's life, a moment full of ups and downs is just a trace of memories at the time of death. Time has accumulated. Life is only a moment, so why bother to shackle yourself."
"Students don't understand this, but he understands it, so he is a holy master."
Downstairs in Zuichun, as someone picked up the broken silver, calm slowly returned. Everyone was eagerly looking forward to seeing Fairy Yunmeng's unique skills, the gifted words, the beautiful voice, and the melodious singing that could move people.
"I was born into the Hero's Mansion by mistake. I am an arrogant son and will be in an embarrassing situation."
A clear sound came from above Zuichun Tower. The sound was ethereal and distant, just like the bright moon shining in the forest and the tinkling sound of a trickle of water flowing over the lying stone next to the pine tree.
As soon as this sound came out, everything fell silent, and everyone knew that it was Fairy Yunmeng who was singing.
A song moves in all directions, and no one knows it.
"Who is admiring the beautiful shadows? The sound of books, the shadows of heroes, the golden spears and silver swords, all performing ordinary dances."
The clear sound gradually became louder, revealing a surge of heroic spirit. The golden spear and silver sword were all just performing ordinary dances.
"Chasing the wind and embarking on a heart-breaking road, there are countless unfulfilled regrets. How much of the half-life romance is left? A handful of loess, the garden is full of sad catkins, and I write a new sad sentence."
After half a lifetime of romance, in the end, everything becomes empty. The helpless hero does not get the chance to display his ambitions, and in the end they all turn into nothing.
Along with the music and the singing voice, the tragic, heroic and helpless atmosphere condensed, and everyone felt as if a huge stone was pressed in their hearts.
Times bring heroes, but how many heroes can make them happen?
After the song was completed, there was thunderous applause. Fairy Yunmeng, dressed in white silk gauze, stood at the highest point of Zuichun Tower. She leaned down and looked down, only to see Zhang Yutang shaking his head slightly, turning around and leaving.
Fairy Yunmeng was stunned for a moment, and then a wave of dissatisfaction surged up:
"Does it mean that my singing is not good enough?"
Regarding her singing skills, Fairy Yunmeng has always felt that she has reached the pinnacle. If anyone wants to surpass her in this aspect, it will be like hiking for nine days.
"Sir, stay!"
The clear voice came, and everyone was paying attention. All eyes turned to Zhang Yutang who was walking out of the building. Even Abao beside him was a little embarrassed and whispered:
"Sir, why are we leaving? Isn't Fairy Yunmeng singing good enough?"
Zhang Yutang did not comment, facing Fairy Yunmeng who was aloof, as if she could not eat fireworks from this world, she slightly cupped her hands and said with a smile:
"The next scholar, I don't know much about these songs. The girl's song is very good. This song should only exist in heaven. But I remembered that I still have something to do, so I have to go back first. I don't know that the girl called me stop.
What's the matter down there?"
Every talented person is somewhat arrogant, even Fairy Yunmeng who lives in a brothel is no exception:
"Sir, I would like to ask you to go upstairs for a while and listen to your advice."
Knowing that the other party is a Saint Master, I naturally know that he will not shake his head for no reason. It is an evaluation of himself. Perhaps in his eyes, his talent is just average.
brush!
The entire Zuichun Tower fell silent, and everyone looked at Zhang Yutang with burning eyes:
"Who is this person? How can he win the favor of Miss Yunmeng? Since Miss Yunmeng came on stage, she has never invited anyone to come for a while, let alone asked for advice."
"I saw it. Just as Fairy Yunmeng finished singing, this person shook his head deliberately and then pretended to leave. He is simply a libertine trying to please others. Fairy must not be deceived by her."
"Yes, yes, with my eyes that have seen all over the world, I can tell at a glance that this man is a pervert in human skin, and he is also the kind of old wolf that eats people without spitting out their bones. Please don't let the wolf enter the house, fairy."
However, I am a gentleman, courteous and courteous, and I am known as a humble young man. I can discuss the philosophy of life and the direction of life with the fairy."
"Who is this person? Why does he look familiar to me?"
Zhang Yutang turned a deaf ear to the noise around him:
"Girl, I really have something to do. If I have time one day in the future, I will definitely come and listen to the girl's voiceless voice."
He waved his hands and turned around to leave without hesitation.
The lyrics and music of this song are all excellent, but it is a pity that Zhang Yutang has listened to too many songs, and this kind of music is not enough to impress him.
"Holy Master, are you really unwilling to give guidance to this little girl?"
Upstairs in Zuichun, Fairy Yunmeng spoke in a pitiful tone and directly pointed out Zhang Yutang’s identity:
"You are still a holy master. He doesn't take us and other weak girls in the brothel seriously. He treats us with disdain and doesn't bother to give advice."
"That's all."
Zhang Yutang didn't want to cause trouble, so he left. Unexpectedly, someone revealed his identity, so he turned around and said:
"It doesn't matter that the girl recognized me. Although I am not proficient in wedding lyrics, I will simply express my feelings as a music listener."
"Holy Master"
"Not proficient in music and lyrics"
He is the teacher of saints.
Every song he composed was sung all over the world.
Such a person is not yet proficient in music and lyrics, how can he be a little more shameless? The scholars around him were speechless for a while, looking at Zhang Yutang with admiration, and then a surge of excitement filled their hearts:
"It turns out that the Holy Master is also a man, and he also wants to visit a brothel. I actually visited a brothel with the Holy Master."
"After I return home, I must tell others that the days when I visited the brothel with the Holy Master were such a wonderful time."
Zhang Yutang looked around with a smile on his face:
"I am not a holy master, as everyone has praised me for, I am just Zhang Yutang, a scholar like everyone else."
The voice paused:
"Miss Yunmeng's lyrics are excellent, but I think there are some flaws. As the saying goes, no outstanding singer can sing the sadness of the lyricist."
Having said this, he took a step forward and sighed leisurely:
"A paper full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears, all saying that the author is crazy, who can understand the meaning."
"If you want to truly reach the top, you can only write it yourself, sing it yourself, and sing out your own feelings."
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