It wasn't the first time for the female mayor of Fuqin Guild Hall to go there, but she hadn't been there much, so the car drove slowly because she had to recall a little before she could barely remember the driving route.
Women's ability to identify directions and roads is not much better during the day, but women's ability to identify directions and roads is not much better at night, and the shrewd and capable female mayor is no exception.
Tang Lin was very quiet and didn't rush. He drove wherever the female mayor pointed out. Finally, in the hazy night, the car drove outside an ordinary-looking restaurant.
The restaurant has a cheesy name: Jinxin Hotel.
"Yes, it's right here, Jinxin Hotel!" The female mayor let out a long sigh as if she had completed her task. In the past, Wang Dalong would send someone to pick her up or drive the car in panic. She actually didn't know the road very well, so she was able to drive in the dark.
If you figure it out, you will be victorious.
Jinxin Hotel has two floors. Restaurants elsewhere are brightly lit with people coming and going, but here it is quite deserted. There is only a cheap incandescent lamp on outside and a listless receptionist standing at the door.
If a hotel uses a listless waiter as a receptionist, then the hotel is either in a sluggish business and no one patronizes it, or it has a unique flavor inside, and Jinxin Hotel certainly belongs to the latter, because its backyard is one of the five most famous private clubs in Changning.
1. Fuqin Club!
The female mayor did not get out of the car in a hurry, but subconsciously took out her makeup box. Tang Lin was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Are you trying to make yourself look ugly again?"
The female mayor smiled lightly and said, "No, today I want to beautify myself. The more beautiful the better. You go down and wait. This is the Fuqin Guild Hall. You can take a look around to see if there is anything wrong..."
Tang Lin immediately opened the car door and got out of the car. He seemed to be walking around casually, but in fact he was very aware of the surrounding terrain, especially the retreat route. Although the possibility of a direct armed conflict tonight was only one in 100,000, he still wanted to
Be prepared in advance. Although he is only the female mayor's driver now, he instinctively regards himself as the female mayor's bodyguard and friend at the same time.
His thoughts are very strange, but this is the truest version of him.
He would not go out of his way to flatter, nor would he do so even if he wanted to. He seemed to think of himself relatively highly, even though he now had almost nothing. He had rummaged through all his pockets and only had 30 yuan left, except for two bank cards.
But he is as stable and confident as ever. Tonight will be a major test for both him and the female mayor. Although they are a little nervous and all forms and environments are completely unfavorable to them, Tang Lin also feels a long-lost feeling in his heart.
The excitement!
He is a special soldier, the best special soldier in China. He was trained to be a war machine and a killing machine. Although he is not needed to kill people now, sometimes the struggle in front of him is more exciting and exciting than killing people.
He happens to know a little bit about the guqin, because Xia Xiaoshuang can play the guqin. When he has nothing to do, he likes to go to her single dormitory to smoke a giant panda while lying on the bed and listening to music, with the ashtray placed on his chest.
Whenever this happens, he is always very lazy and always falls asleep while listening...
Maybe, maybe Xia Xiaoshuang's love for him started when he lazily listened to her playing the guqin and then fell asleep carelessly? Although he felt that he was unreasonable and shameless, at least he lacked the respect for the guqin and Xia Xiaoshuang.
The most basic respect, but maybe from the perspective of a green girl, the slight hint of scorn is exactly the charm.
The female mayor told him the reason why Wang Dalong established the Guqin Guild Hall. Now, in addition to observing the environment and whether there were any personnel changes arranged in advance, he was still thinking about Zhao Qingchen, who likes to listen to Guqin and smoke cigars.
Who is he at his core?
Know yourself and your enemy and you will win every battle. People like Zhao Qingchen don't look like they like the guqin at all. Tang Lin even instinctively felt that he should prefer chess with big openings and decisive killings!
The origin of the guqin cannot be verified, but the leaders of various clans at the beginning of ancient Chinese civilization are related to the legend of the founding of the guqin, such as Fuxi's qin, Shennong's qin, Tang Yao's qin, Huangdi's qin and Yushun's qin, etc., but there is no archaeological support.
Tang Lin felt that these should be attached remarks.
There is the word "qin" in the oracle bone inscriptions, but it may have developed from the Middle Eastern harp such as the harp. The earliest sample of the harp was unearthed in Qiemo County, Northern Xinjiang Province, and can be traced back to 400 BC to 200 BC.
The earliest written record of the qin can be found in the Book of Songs. The oldest object similar to the qin is the Zhuhe ten-stringed qin in the tomb of Zeng Houyi. The length of the qin is similar to that of the modern qin, while the length of the ten-stringed qin is half that of the modern qin.
The body is thicker, the surface is uneven, and there are no emblems. In the middle of the Warring States Period and the Western Han Dynasty, lyres shorter than modern lyres were unearthed. The ten-stringed lyre unearthed by Zeng Hou Yi has a curved panel, with a slightly elevated head, a concave waist, and an upward tail.
It is tilted up and has one foot underneath, much like the one-legged Kui, symbolizing a ritual vessel.
These complicated guqins were only told to him by Xia Xiaoshuang from time to time. He only remembered a few words. What impressed him deeply was the positioning of the guqin.
The qin is the musical instrument with the highest status in ancient Chinese culture. There are sayings that "a scholar never removes the qin and harp for no reason" and "the left qin and the right calligraphy". It ranks first among the four arts of "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" and is regarded by literati as a representative of elegance.
Instruments that accompany literati's singing have been essential knowledge and compulsory subjects for many literati since ancient times.
The story of Boya and Zhong Ziqi becoming close friends through "high mountains and flowing water" has been passed down to this day. Even foreigners know a lot about it through word of mouth, which shows the profound influence.
Zhao Qingchen, Guqin, and I have liked Guqin since childhood. A person who has liked Guqin since childhood must be someone who is not easily satisfied but is very patient and good at hiding himself. Such a person is terrible, really terrible!
At this time, the female mayor had put on her makeup. Under the dark stars, Tang Lin, who was thinking, was stunned. The beautiful lady in front of him was like a hibiscus, shining brightly in the night. Tang Lin had to admit that the female mayor
In fact, she is a master of makeup. His young heart once again started to be obsessed with her beautiful face. The most difficult thing for a young man to control is his own eyes and physical lust.
"What? You want to say that I'm beautiful again, right?" The female mayor was very satisfied with the way Tang Lin was instantly fascinated by him. She is also a woman. A 35-year-old woman can easily charm a 24-year-old Falcon soldier.
There was still a little excitement in her heart.
"I'm not saying you are beautiful, but my dear, you are really beautiful!" Tang Lin said as he walked over and naturally took her hand, which was soft and smooth and felt as good as ever.
This was not the first time he held the female mayor's hand, but every time he held her hand, it made his heart surge with joy. Even though he knew he was acting, he still couldn't control the real desire and desire in his body.
excited.
"I'm warning you for the first and last time. I don't like the word "dear" very much. I think it's very tacky and old-fashioned. Change it to another one!" the female mayor immediately gave him a verbal warning.
Tang Lin was confused for a moment and pretended to think, "What's that? Wife? It's more vulgar and not nice to hear. Mayor Huang? I'm too raw and not friendly. Huang Ying? It's okay to call her by a name, but not enough... Yingying."
How about it?"
The female mayor was upset by his big hand, angry by his messy names, and couldn't help but laugh, "Yingying? I'm 11 years older than you, 11 years older. You call me Yingying? Why don't you?
Call me a more disgusting little baby? I really don’t know what you are thinking about all day long. Is your emotional intelligence so low when you look so smart?”
Tang Lin reached out helplessly and touched his nose, "You are right, dear, my emotional intelligence is really low..."
"Hey, you're still screaming!" The female mayor instinctively raised her hand to hit her, but at this moment, a young woman's teasing voice came from the other side.
"Haha, Mayor Huang is flirting with his fiancé before he even walks in?"
The person who came out turned out to be Chu Feifei. Tang Lin and Huang Ying immediately glanced at each other subconsciously, thinking why is this woman here? It seems that tonight is really difficult to deal with!