Rebirth of the strongest code scanning system

Chapter 14 "Chrysanthemum Terrace"
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"Then use you to scare chickens and monkeys!" Xia Yang sneered and kicked the bald head.

"Oh!"

Not surprisingly, the bald head was kicked away by Xia Yang, but he didn't touch Xia Yang's kick.

"Oh!"

The bald head hit the door and fell to the ground, dying.

Huangmao sighed and said you wouldn't listen.

The other gangsters were stunned and kicked the 180-jin bald head away.

Who can match this power?

No wonder Huangmao is afraid.

Suddenly no one dared to say anything.

Huang Mao smiled awkwardly, quickly took out his business card, handed it to Xia Yang and said:
"Brother, this is my business card. If you have anything to do, just say it. I, Qian Dabao, will do my best."

Qian Dabao also has his own thoughts, that is, to be close to the master Xia Yang.

Xia Yang accepted Qian Dabao's business card, thinking that it would be okay to have one more thug.

"Then elder brother, you sing slowly, and I won't bother you." Seeing Xia Yang take the business card, Huang Mao hurriedly led his men away.At the same time, Zhang Qiang and others were taken away.

Only Xia Yang and Wang Zishan were left in the private room.

Wang Zishan looked at Xia Yang curiously, blinked her big eyes, and said:
"I'm really more and more curious about you."

"Curiosity? Do you want to know more?" Xia Yang blinked at her, and suddenly touched her waist, feeling soft and greasy.

"Go...not serious." Wang Zishan smiled charmingly, and suddenly said to Xia Yang, "In order to thank you for saving me today, I will sing a song for you."

As she spoke, Wang Zishan ordered a song and sang into the microphone.

Wang Zishan's singing is pretty nice, her soft voice is refreshing.

After the song fell, Xia Yang applauded, laughing and singing well.

"Since you're here, you can sing a song too." Wang Zishan handed the microphone to Xia Yang.

Xia Yang thought for a while, and said, "I sing really hard."

"It's okay, just sing a song."

"Okay." Xia Yang shrugged and went to order a song.

However, when he looked at the karaoke station, he was bewildered.

It's full of strange song titles and strange stars.

"Fuck, I'm so reborn. I forgot that this world is a fictional world!" Xia Yang patted his head.

Only then did he realize that this world is different from his previous life, only many famous works are the same, and the stars and works of this world are all strange.

Much of the previous life does not exist in this life.

The two worlds are the same, only the people around them.

Therefore, he has never heard these songs at all.

After thinking about it, Xia Yang suddenly thought of a song he often listened to in his previous life, so he said to Wang Zishan:
"I'll just sing a song. There's nothing I want to sing here."

"Yeah."

So, Xia Yang began to sing songs...

"You, tears...weak and wounded"

"The pale crescent moon hooks the past"

……

"Who is in the attic, cold and desperate"

Xia Yang's voice is not very pleasant, but the lyrics are very charming, and the music is very tactful and touching.

Wang Zishan suddenly fell into the artistic conception of the lyrics.

She stared at Xia Yang with crystal eyes, fascinated by what she heard...

The artistic conception of the lyrics seemed to bring her into a picture of the separation of men and women...

A pair of lovers cherish each other, but they have to part due to helplessness. How desolate the parting scene is...

"The chrysanthemum is broken, the ground is full of injuries, your smile has turned yellow"

"While the flowers fall, people are heartbroken, and my mind is quiet"

"The north wind is chaotic and the night is still young, your shadow keeps cutting"

"Leave me alone on the lake in pairs..."

The singing wafted through the room.

Although there is no accompaniment, it is very touching.

Xia Yang recalled how moved he was when he listened to the song "Chrysanthemum Terrace" when he watched Jay Chou's "The Golden Flower" in his last life, and he naturally sang out loud...

Wang Zishan listened quietly, as if Xia Yang was telling a beautiful story...

"Leave me alone on the lake in pairs..."

Completion.

Xia Yang closed his eyes.

"Chrysanthemum Terrace", the world of his previous life, is one of Jay Chou's masterpieces.

This is a song that describes how a general who goes out to fight and his wife who stays at home alone miss each other. The lyrics are mellow and touching, and they are implicitly sad.

Composed by Jay Chou and lyrics by Vincent Fang.

A different kind of Chinese style song makes this song vivid and profound.

Xia Yang in the previous life liked it very much, but he didn't expect to sing it with the same charm today.

It took a long time for Wang Zishan to wake up from the emotional state.

"Clap clap clap..."

She clapped her hands, her eyes full of emotion.

I don't know who can write such a touching song...

"This song is really good." Wang Zishan said: "By the way, whose song is this?"

Xia Yang smiled slightly and said it was Jay Chou's song?
But there are no such stars in this world.

"secret."

Just at this moment, Wang Zishan's phone rang.

"Hi. Good. I'll be right back."

After Wang Zishan hung up the phone, she said to Xia Yang: "I have something urgent at home, I have to go first. Please sing another day."

"How about I send you off." Xia Yang said.

"No, it's too late. I'll just go out and take a taxi."

With that said, Wang Zishan walked out of the private room eagerly.

Xia Yang sighed, and agreed to sing, and I will be the only one left.

Just when Xia Yang was about to leave, a woman wearing sunglasses and a mask knocked on the door and walked in.

"Hello, may I ask if it was you who sang just now?"

The woman took off her sunglasses and mask, her face and crystal eyes were very charming.

She grinned at Xia Yang with her white teeth and a charming sweet smile, looking cute and beautiful.

She has wavy hair and wears a simple denim shirt and a pair of sky blue jeans.

The height of 165 steps on the 5 cm high heels, which makes her look tall and compelling.

Like a cute elf with a hot body.

"Um. I sang it, you?" Xia Yang glanced at the woman.

21 years old, very beautiful.The figure is uneven, and the jeans outline the beautiful lines of the straight and slender legs.

Xia Yang just stared at her round heart, which is really big and charming.

Mo Qingli did notice Xia Yang's gaze, but although she felt a little disgusted in her heart, she didn't say anything, instead she still had a smile on her face.

"Hee hee. My name is Mo Qingli, and I've been listening to you singing just now."

"Mo Qingli? I don't seem to have heard of it."

Xia Yang thought for a while, the name seemed familiar, but some didn't recognize it at all.

"Uh, I'm just so unpopular?" Mo Qingli said coquettishly.

She suddenly rolled her big eyes and said to Xia Yang:

"Handsome guy, what's the name of the song you just called? Who wrote it? I've never heard of this song. And it seems that no one sings much of this kind of classical music."

"Well, this song is called "Chrysanthemum Terrace", and it's the first time it has appeared in this world, so naturally you haven't heard it..."

Xia Yang paused, and thought to himself that you really wouldn't have heard this song, because it doesn't belong to your world at all.

"Ah? I know, you probably wrote this song! But the name "Chrysanthemum Terrace" is really good. The tunes and songs in it are even more artistic." Mo Qingli's eyes widened suddenly Staring at Xia Yang.

She is a professional singer, she knows the songs written by masters, and the songs sung by other stars.

But she has never heard of this song, and this style of music is not popular in the music scene today.

Seeing Xia Yang speak so proudly, her first reaction was whether Xia Yang wrote this song.
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(End of this chapter)