Marvel's My Orange Cat Is an Essence Devouring Beast

"International Whistle Exchange Center, I'm afraid you don't know about it, but it doesn't matter, anyway, Master Zhang Rong is the founder of this club."

Fan Rong spoke loudly, but the hot girl at his hand stepped aside at this moment. This has become Fanrong’s home court.

"Zhang Rong, your name has the style of a master. Although I have never heard of it, Brother Rong's recommendation is absolutely awesome."

"Master Zhang Rong, you all don't know how lowb he is. He is really a natural talent. I had a drink with him at Starburst not long ago. At that time, he said he would come to entertain a big shot at a banquet. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Brother Rong. Brother Rong has some cards."

"Rong Ge Noodles"

I don't know how much self-respect they still have, but now they really want to break this replay. They secretly cursed in their hearts that the licking dog will not die well. Seeing the idiots installing repeaters, these people stood back in disgust.

Fan Rong waved his hand, signaling everyone to keep a low profile, and then walked down with his arms around the young model-figured woman who was approaching him again.

At the same time, the expressions of several people in the audience began to become a little subtle.

Qi Liao was lamenting that Whistle has an international exchange center and is the first one in the country. It is in this third-tier city with not many inter-provincial institutions. I have little education. Is the name "International" so worthless these days?

Then can I, Teacher Zhang, still be able to find an "international master"?

At this time, Dai Xiapo thought of Qi Liao's whistling talent. He thought he would be the protagonist today, but could it be Qi Liao's experience package?

I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch

There was another person who couldn't help but frown when he heard Zhang Rong's name, but then he let go and let him go.

"Little brother, little brother. You also know that Master Zhang Rong." The girl named Wang Ren was still guarding Dai Xiapo, seemingly unaware of the true identity of the man beside him.

Just now, forcing Wang Fanrong to speak attracted his attention. Only after wearing it did he realize that there was another person beside him.

"You still call me little brother." Even though Dai Xiapo had just reacted, it was still hard for anyone to see the flaw. A sly and disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This" Wang Ren thought in his mind and hesitated for a while, "Brother, you are a bad guy, we have only known each other for such a short time."

She turned back to see what Wang Feng's face would look like now. It was really exciting to have sex with her godfather in front of her.

"I hate it. She is a girl with a temperament who only knows how to moan. Brother, what do you want me to call you? You tell me first and then I call you."

Dai Xiapo looked at her and said twitchingly, "Then you call the window first and I'll listen."

Wang Ren: ""

It seems that at least he is not as stupid as he imagined. Although it was Wang Ren who was provoked by his forced talk, but the question is, can this stupid woman really not be able to tell the difference between a good talk and a good talk?

"I see you look miserable. I heard you must have eaten a lot of chalk dust when you just graduated and went to school."

Dai Xiapo smiled, and his tone of voice changed inadvertently. He didn't have much patience to play with this fool anymore.

"I hate it~ You just know how to tease people. What do you want me to call you, little brother? Just tell me, okay~"

Dai Xiapo: "Then just call me grandpa."

"Disgusting, you bad guy, huh~"

"Why do you have to add that modal particle at the end?"

"You want to hear what you said." The veteran pretended to be out of breath. "Actually, brother, I am good at biting, wrestling, and glue. I guarantee that I can make you prosperous, democratic, civilized, and harmonious."

Dai Xiapo glanced at Wang Feng aside for some unknown reason. The other party spat after noticing it, staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

But then he wavered again, his eyes struggled for a moment, and finally left Dai Xiapo's sight again.

She's really not good at making eye contact with that person.

"Everyone, please wait." He started with a simple remark. He wanted to say something else, but was reminded that Master Zhang Rong had already arrived on the stage. So I can only swallow all the nonsense behind it.

"Hoo~" A short loud voice startled everyone. Also attract their attention.

He's auditioning. Seeing that there was no obvious problem, Zhang Rong was satisfied and took off the microphone in the center of the stage. Perhaps out of habit, Zhang Rong twisted the wire connected to the microphone into a trap and put it on his hand.

He took a gentle breath, and when he exhaled it, a low voice emerged from the gap between his lips.

Although everyone was cheering in unison before, there were probably not many people who really wanted to hear someone whistle. The reason is simple, because they can do it themselves.

However, apparently no one had thought before that the whistle could be blown like this.

The voice coming out of Master Zhang Rong's mouth was low and muffled, like listening to horses' hooves trampling the ground in front of an army. It turns out that a simple whistle can produce such an epic feeling as strong as the land.

"The orioles in Guan Guan say that the bottom of the flowers is slippery, and it is difficult to go under the ice of Youyan Spring."

The sound was changing, and they felt that after the sound changed, it became louder and louder again.

This section combined with the simple piano sound behind Zhang Rong makes people feel goosebumps.

In fact, Qi Liao felt that the whistle did not sound like a musical instrument. The guzheng is tactful and tactful. The suona is very tense, high-pitched and loud. Erhu is more tragic than

But whistles cannot be generalized. Just like human voices, different people have their own characteristics and are highly variable.

While it is immersive, the whistle itself has a strong sense of recognition in timbre, which is somewhat similar to the "rogue instrument" suona.

After playing the song, it makes you feel breathless

"Okay" Fan Rong reacted immediately and then shouted loudly.

In fact, he didn't quite understand why. But after all, this is the person he invited, so of course he has to agree to it as soon as possible

"Okay" Everyone behind him woke up from their dream. It's just that the brain can react, but the body can't. This sound was made by someone else, from Wang Feng's position. It's Qi Liao.

"It's embarrassing." After Na Zhangrong finished singing, he stood straight on the spot. Because he was completely immersed in the beauty of the whistle, no one noticed his appearance just now.

Everyone was amazed

"No wonder he is a master with such skills. He really knows his destiny. How can ordinary young people sing such a majestic and heavy feeling?"

Of course, this is the official term.

"But I'm uneducated, so I can tell the world with just one word." This is what they can say.

"Fuck"

"Fuck"

The young man who just said that Zhang Rong is a natural talent is now probably beaten badly.

Listening to the continuous compliments and comments from the people around him, Fanrong couldn't help but feel proud. You must know that these compliments are different from the fragmentary ones before. Zhang Rong's ventriloquism has conquered everyone present

Although it seems that this is the boast of senior Zhang Rong and has nothing to do with Fanrong, but don't forget that he paid for this after all.

If I hadn't given them the opportunity to meet Zhang Rong, these people wouldn't have been able to hear such an awesome performance even if they were rich.

What's more, they have no money at all

Listen to the mixed praise below. Fan Rong looked in Wang Feng's direction with great pride, and he naturally noticed the "Okay" that was heard there before.

Even if the word of praise was spoken by the servant instead of Wang Feng himself, it still made him feel more dignified.

But wait until he looks in that direction. Wang Feng's gaze, which happened to meet his, immediately changed his direction.

The other party didn't want to pay attention to him, but Fanrong didn't think so. He felt that the other party was still afraid.

In fact, these thoughts were wrong. Wang Feng actually didn't notice Fan Rong looking at him at all. Her eyes were looking at Dai Xia Po below.

You can change your perspective, but that's just because you're not good at looking at him. From beginning to end, he had no connection at all with Fan Rong.

But Fanrong felt that the other party was admitting defeat, and of course he should pursue the victory.

"Just now I vaguely heard the loudest movement in the area near the class beauty Wang Feng. Can you tell me if I am right?"

The seat numbers have all been arranged at this moment. Naturally, the class reunion held here cannot be as ordinary as the market, with everyone divided into areas.

It was just an ordinary class reunion, but it turned out to be like an auction.

"Yes. I heard a loud sound just now. It seems to be coming from Wang Feng's table."

"Brother Fanrong has a good ear"

Fan Rong waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet for the time being, but he said happily in his heart, "Actually, brother Rong, I asked you to come over today. It's just part of it for everyone to reminisce about youth together. In addition, I also want to recommend everyone to get to know senior Zhang Rong. To be honest, I have worked very hard on this to help our country’s whistle industry go further.”

"Just now, Miss Wang Feng screamed because she was not knowledgeable enough. We can understand this. In this way, looking at her current dress, she is obviously an upper-class person. Why don't you all calm down first? Let's let the class beauty and senior Zhang Rong chat. What will happen?"

"No objection, of course I have no objection." The dogleg said cheerfully. As for the rest of the people, they all know what Fan Rong is thinking, but there are indeed very few people here who are her friends, so naturally they are not in the mood to help her fight against injustice. It doesn't matter if it's none of your business.

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this. Is he really free? Qi Liao shouted and insisted on using this excuse to disgust himself.

But before she could say no, Fanrong pouted again. He insisted on sending Zhang Rong to disgust the other party.

Seeing Zhang Rong walking towards him step by step, Wang Feng's face also fell. Although I tried my best to persuade myself not to get into trouble with the dog, this did not equate to infinite pity for him.

Qi Liao turned around. Because he had the ability to whistle, he was still very concerned about what kind of person could play such a tune.

But at this moment, it didn't matter if he turned around, who would have met Zhang Rong's eyes.

Fan Rong was a little surprised. He thought Wang Fengfeng couldn't restrain himself from confronting him, but he didn't. Later, he thought he could see Zhang Rong yelling at the group of people. After all, this was just a scene in itself. But no.

Not only that, but he saw Zhang Rong chatting with the other party. It seemed like an intimate look.

"So your name is Zhang Rong." Before the others arrived, Qi Liao was waiting for him in front of the door. It was Qi Liao who recognized the person that prevented Wang Feng from letting out his anger.

"Who are you? How can you remember my name? I don't remember when I made a friend like you."

Na Zhangrong squinted his eyes, and Qi Liao was in the dark again, so he couldn't recognize who was who.

So Qi Liao walked aside so that Zhang Rong could see his face clearly, and then said: "It's been a while since I last saw you. Your whistling skills seem to have improved a lot compared to before."

If an ordinary person had said such words to him, Zhang Rong would have slapped him in the face, but now his voice was trembling: "Master Qi, are you Master Qi?"

Qi Liao nodded. After confirming Qi Liao's identity, Zhang Rong suddenly became as panicked as a primary school student.

"Little brother, does your servant know this Master Zhang?" Wang Ren leaned close to Dai Xiapo and wanted to hold his arm, but was rejected by the other party.

"Isn't this because of Master Qi's advice? To be honest, after I first met you and received your advice, I thought about it carefully for a long time. I'm really sorry that I was only half-doubtful about your words at the beginning. Now that I think about it more, I really can only Thank you for your contribution”

Facing the compliment, Qi Liao waved his hand. I am only where I am today because of the wall-mounted system. So even if he surpasses Zhang Rong, he will always be worthy of respect in his heart.

but

"Although it may not sound nice to say this, I still have some opinions to express to you." Qi Liao thought for a while, and his face became serious again.

Zhang Rong told him that he could just say it directly and there was no need to worry.

"If I remember correctly, the last time we met was at Wang Zhongwang's party, right?" Qi Liao saw him nodding, so he continued, "Now I see you in such a place again. Master Zhang, you are just like this Do you like to party?”

Real masters are all focused on practicing, like Beethoven and Mozart. In comparison, Zhang Rong's heart is too vain.

"Master Qi taught me this lesson." Na Zhangrong didn't compliment like a dog-legger, and had a wry smile on his face.

Why doesn't he know this? It's just that.

"I want a good meal. Master Qi pinches the money to make me happy."

Qi Liao: ""

Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. As for the specific reasons, I won’t go into details.

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