[Holographic online game] Keyboard VS inner game

Angry and confused, Yuanshangcao is playing with a pile of autumn grass.

The letter paper flew into the iron pot at his waist like snowflakes, and it was nothing more than a game of changing people to life in Lili's gang territory - no one knew how those people did it, they There are not many people, so they can easily avoid the iron guards, pretend to be members of the gang, and then stab the real Lili gang members in the back at any time.Even if they were discovered, it would be nothing more than a group fight, ending with more people bullying and fewer people.

This is how Yuanshangcao is not angry?He was so angry that he wanted to immediately stabilize the morale of the army and clean up the mess!The problem is... The problem is that at that time he and Lili's people had agreed to part ways, but they hadn't discussed what to do next, where to gather, or whether to go offline directly to save their lives.

So he was confused, standing in the weeds in a daze, feeling that life is really full of a touch of sadness.

When the wind blows, the crisp autumn grass makes a rattling sound, and at the same time, another sound is gradually approaching.

Yuanshangcao's heart was raised in his throat - the sound of footsteps, he also heard the sound of human footsteps.

After vigilantly pushing aside the grass, Yuan Shangcao only dared to reveal a pair of eyes.A long weed just blocked his view and was still dangling there.He pressed it down irritably, and when he raised his head, he was sure that the figure of the person coming would never be clearer in his eyes than at this moment.

One person, that's just one person.Black robe and black hair, so tall that it covered half of the sky.With a bun on his head and a wooden sword on his back, there is no doubt, Yuan Shangcao thought to himself, this is a Taixuan, or a Taixuan who is not threatening.

His heart resting in his throat immediately slid back to its original position.It's just too mysterious, without attribute damage, there is no damage.He patted his chest in satisfaction, feeling that the muffled sound coming from there was simply the most beautiful sound in the world.Today, if it weren't for this black iron and gold armor made by gods to block gods and demons to block demons, even ten lives would not be enough.

This piece of black iron and gold is still what was left to him at the beginning—Yuan Shangcao has not remembered Chui Yang Yingduan’s name—and if it wasn’t for that person who saved the weather and rain today, I might repay him later. A little gratitude.

The man in black robe and bun was getting closer and closer, Yuan Shangcao was still immersed in his confused and angry thoughts, he didn't notice at all that the man took out a talisman full of cinnabar from his cuff, otherwise he would definitely jump up, Because this kind of thing would not belong to Taixuan anyway, but Langmei who made good use of attribute damage.

But Yuanshangcao is a person who never disappoints—after a few seconds, he still jumped up, shouting while jumping: "Damn it! Ouch! It hurts! Who set the fire!"

"Who's there? Evening photo? Wife? Is it you!"

Qingkong peeled away the grass in surprise, only to see a man who had lost most of his blood in one fell swoop, rolling around in embarrassment on the ground, and his complexion immediately became uneasy.

"who are you?"

"I still want to ask who you are!" Yuan Shangcao managed to put out the fire, but he still couldn't get rid of the piercing pain. He scolded all over his head and face, "Why are you setting fire when you have nothing to do! Also, Aren't you a nutmeg? Why are you pretending to be too mysterious!"

"I have to follow this road to find my wife. There is so much grass on the road. If it doesn't burn, what will I do? I'm happy if I pretend to be too mysterious! I'm proud if I pretend to be too mysterious!"

"It turns out that Ye Yu is the culprit of so many fires! It's because you want to take a shortcut!"

"none of your business!"

For a moment, neither of them would let the other go, and they both tried to kill each other first with their eyes.

"It's a big deal! You said you were looking for your wife? Didn't you come to look for me?"

"Who are you?" Qingkong looked at Yuanshangcao as if he was insane, "Why did I come to you? Someone told me that my daughter-in-law was going this way, so I came here."

"Someone?" Yuan Shangcao grasped the word keenly. Now I don't know how many people want to clean up Lili's mess before he rushes back to clean up Lili's mess, so he recognizes even Cup Bow Snake Shadow. Anyway, he thinks, this Strange that the appearance of Langmei is probably a conspiracy, "Who told you?"

Qing Kong frowned and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

"It has a lot to do with it! Let me ask you, is it Chu Yun?"

Qing Kong shook his head.

"Could it be Wangwang ice?"

Qing Kong shook his head.

Yuanshangcao counted all the enemies whose names he remembered again, and Qingkong kept shaking his head.

"Could it be... Could it be that the wild wolf under the moon couldn't do it?!"

Qing Kong was stunned for half a second, but still shook his head.

"It really is a wild wolf under the moon!" Yuan Shangcao swung his hand down vigorously. He forgot that he was holding a folding fan, but the other hand was hit red by the handle of the fan. "I knew it! If it was him, then Ten percent of this is a conspiracy! A conspiracy!"

Qing Kong murmured: "What... it's gone! I accidentally burned you, I'm sorry, but don't keep digging into the grass!"

He was afraid that the grass on the plain would pester him again, so he almost ran away without looking back.After about half a minute, he turned his head cautiously, and there were no other creatures behind him except for the autumn grass.

"I didn't come after him... It's strange, at first he looked like he was going to kill me."

Qingkong hurriedly wrote a brief letter of what happened and sent it to Jiang Minglu. The letter said: I don’t know why he guessed that it was you who said those strange things in the future. He probably wants to find you Take revenge on you, be careful. Ps My Chinese characters are messy, I hope you can understand them :)

Jiang Minglu almost laughed out loud when he saw the letter. Yuan Shangcao had a thousand calculations, and he didn't count that there was such a No. [-] Langmei like Qingkong who liked to pretend to be too mysterious, let alone that he liked to use this method to copy road.

Halfway through the clear blue sky and lush autumn grass, Jiang Minglu suddenly had the urge to chant poetry.

"Li Liyuan goes to the grass, one year old and one dry—cry! Hahahahaha!"

"And you know the next line is 'Wildfire never ends'?"

"Grass on the plain?!"

As if in response to Jiang Minglu's voice, Yuan Shangcao pushed aside the bushes with both hands, and walked out slowly.No one knew why he was here, and he acted like he was confident.

"Yuan Shangcao, your backyard is on fire, why don't you go back?"

"After tidying up, you can talk!"

In order to put on a frightening look, Yuanshangcao forced his facial features together to look like a large citrus.

"What should I do?" Nian Deng was worried, biting his ear with Jiang Minglu in a low voice, "I don't think I can cause him much harm now."

"It's okay, with me, my sword has attribute damage, but he doesn't know...he probably doesn't know, after all, even a great blacksmith like Hongchen Lianyi doesn't know," Jiang Minglu said, the more confident he became, " However, I am worried that the damage is not enough, and it is likely that I will die before he dies."

"Then call his name a few more times!"

"what?"

Jiang Minglu frowned, just thinking of himself yelling "Yuan Shangcao, do you dare to agree to my calling" made him feel a chill.

"There must be a lot of people around here who want to hang him up. Anyway, delay as long as you can."

While they were discussing, they made a posture to defend against the enemy. When they looked up, the grass on the original field was gone.

"He's offline?" Jiang Minglu couldn't believe his eyes.

"Isn't it? It seems to be going back again?" Nine Years Deng walked forward cautiously, glanced with his left eye, and happened to see a corner of his clothes.

"He's here!"

But his reminder became a superfluous sentence, because Yuan Shangcao had already stood up openly.

But this time, he wasn't alone.

"Yuan, Yuanshangcao!" The hilt of Zhanpojian was soaked in sweat, and it was almost slippery, Jiang Minglu shouted at the top of his voice, "Yuanshangcao, so you are here - no, What the hell is behind you?!"

When the woman following Yuanshangcao heard these words, her scarred face was full of innocence and curiosity. However, after she knocked Yuanshangcao to the ground with her palm, Jiang Minglu's heart was cold.

"My God, he actually brought this thing here, is he crazy?"

Jiang Minglu asked: "What is that?!"

"The wild BOSS on the side of Yinlv Lake!"

"I thought she was a legendary figure, but it turns out there really is! Does he want to play it so hard!"

In order to restrain Jiang Minglu and Nian Deng, Yuan Shangcao did not hesitate to use himself as a bait after discovering the BOSS, and pulled the BOSS over, and staged a vivid "abandon the child to trap the wolf".

"I'll tell you who catches and bites that thing. She is a lunatic. See if there are any scars on her face. They were all made by herself when she was sick," Ten Years Dengmu sword came out of its sheath, and swiped at The woman flew away and said, "Her hatred may be on Yuan Shangcao now, and it may be on you in the next second, because you are the lowest level here, and because...Yuan Shangcao pulled her here and I will go! "

This was the little Jiujiu in Yuan Shangcao's heart - although the boss hadn't been polite to him along the way, when she saw Jiang Minglu, he would be the one who would be unlucky.

"Under the moon, go separately! I am remote and can take care of you!"

"It's okay, I'm running fast!" Jiang Minglu is still very confident in his escape skills, the so-called practice makes perfect.

"She also runs very fast! This is the BOSS, not some mob! And it's hard to escape!" Ten Year Deng was still admonishing Jiang Minglu earnestly. The BOSS has already opened its bloody mouth, as if it found some new toy. , She didn't need the grass to lead the way, she had already stumbled towards them.

Behind her, Yuan Shangcao's smile was no longer sinister enough to describe it.

But his insidiousness hadn't survived the whole stage before it was replaced by shock and anger.

After Ten Years Deng and Jiang Minglu spread out in two directions, the boss didn't hesitate at all when it came to who to pursue.

Yuanshangcao had only one sentence in his head: Why is this different from the direction of the script? !

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☆, Chapter 42

Not only him, Ten Year Deng was also shocked-shouldn't this boss come for the lowest level people?What does it mean to go to get close to two 80-level people now?But as soon as he changed his mind, he used his plan and immediately ran towards the grass on the plain—if he wanted to die together, why did he let you, the chief culprit, go?

Jiang Minglu, who was left on the sidelines, began to seriously think about whether his face was really pinched a little sorry for the audience, scaring the girls away.

Yuanshang was careless, his anger towards Jiang Minglu had reached its peak, and directly overwhelmed his poor rationality.He stepped on both feet, rolled in mid-air, and jumped over the heads of Boss and Ten Year Lantern. Now, there was no obstacle between him and Jiang Minglu.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Minglu turned around and ran, feeling out a hidden weapon that he didn't even have time to look at, and used it to cut off half of Yuan Shangcao's hair.

Then he drew the Zanpakujian.

If I don't provoke you, you are still willing to be my experimental subject. Jiang Minglu thinks there is no point in hiding, but he is not in a hurry to throw, because the opportunity has not yet come.A chance to really clean up the grass on the plain.

The opportunity came extraordinarily fast because the woman was extra crazy.

Yuan Shangcao and Jiang Minglu were facing each other, so naturally he couldn't see what he saw - the scarred BOSS lost interest in the little Taoist priest jumping up and down, and turned around to chase Yuan Shangcao again .

Her palm touched Yuanshangcao's body one step ahead of Zampo, and at this moment, Zhanpour came out of its sheath and pointed directly at Yuanshangcao.

After suffering the blow from the BOSS, Yuan Shangcao and the tip of Zanpakujian looked at each other, and it was too difficult to avoid it.

But struggling, there is always a chance.

But Yuanshangcao didn't even think about dodging, he was even laughing, Xiao Jiang Minglu was so naive, knowing that he was running out of blood, he wanted to use this tattered sword to force him to the boss by your side?Hmph, do you really think he's that stupid?Although the health bar has bottomed out and can't take any damage, the boss has turned around and chased the ten-year lamp. This is just a sword, and it's still a sword thrown at the chest. He is wearing armor. man!What are you afraid of!

In the end, he blinked and found that this world really couldn't get better, because this world was no longer the original world.

Yuanshangcao, whose chest was burning like fire, stood at the resurrection point, clenched his fists, confused and angry.

If another painful fact is discovered, Yuanshangcao will definitely be even more confused and angrier—he has been to Yinlv Lakeside, and Yinlv Lakeside has left his traces.

Jiang Minglu had long set his eyes on that golden folding fan, and it was worthy of the Zhanpouljian, which would never let him down.Everything is ready, just wait for peace.

As soon as Yuanshangcao died, the BOSS chased after the ten-year lamp melancholy. After a while, the little Taoist priest who was still alive couldn't hold on anymore, and was beaten back to the resurrection point.

Both toys were destroyed by her own hands. The crazy woman sobbed sadly. She didn't know if there was a distance between Jiang Minglu and her, or because Jiang Minglu hid it too well, or because Jiang Minglu was really too ugly. , in short, she regarded him as a ball of air, and slowly moved into the grass.

Jiang Minglu didn't dare to vent his anger on the spot, making sure that the boss was far away before he dared to activate his skills. He put his two fingers together, and the Zhanpuo Sword fell steadily into the palm of the other hand.

Returning the sheath is really easy to use.

After confirming the safety of the ten-year lamp, Jiang Minglu hurriedly ran towards his goal—the folding fan.

Although the fan bone looks domineering, it is actually light as nothing and has perfect attributes. It really is the weapon of the leader of the first gang.However, Jiang Minglu was not very interested in the fan. He casually tucked it under his arm, bent down and picked up a hidden weapon.

With a green color and a dart-like shape, Jiang Minglu hasn't had time to name it yet.This is Hong Chen's painstaking effort, just like every piece of her work, there will be a unique mark on it.Jiang Minglu had seen such a mark on a small piece of iron picked up by Qing An, and also on a dagger - the dagger he found in the secret passage.

He felt that Hongchen Lianyi was a good girl, so he didn't dare to ask some things.

There should be very few people who know the secret path, but when he talked about it with Tianyu, Hong Chen was not surprised, and he must have known the existence of the secret path for a long time.Since the plan for Yuan Shangcao has been implemented for a long time, the instigator cannot be the rain, although from the motive point of view, the suspicion of the rain is greater.

Just as he was deep in thought, a yell of surprise brought him back to reality, and that was just the beginning.

"Isn't this 'Wuxin'? Yuanshangcao's weapon! Where is Yuanshangcao?!"

More and more people gathered, Jiang Minglu suddenly felt so tired, where were you when it was time for you to show up!He glanced around hastily, some he knew and some he didn't.

Egg Baker patted Jiang Minglu's shoulder with a bold gesture, and said, "We meet again! Hahaha!"

"Hmm... ah, are you looking for Yuanshangcao? Yuanshangcao has recovered."

"Back to life?!" Wan Zhao was surprised, "Did you kill him?"

Xiaosan, who often followed Egg Baker, asked, "Are you kidding? He didn't even reach the full level, how did he kill Yuanshangcao?"

Jiang Minglu was upset. Although it was the boss who made the main contribution to the death of Yuanshangcao, no, it was Yuanshangcao himself who attracted the boss, but he gave the fatal blow, so he argued: "That's it, my sword touches him and he dies."

Xiaosan was wiping his hands with a handkerchief. Hearing what he said, he said without raising his head, "So you are the one who made up the knife."

"No, no!" Jiang Mingluzheng was so guilty that he couldn't refute, but he didn't expect other people to help him, "No, look at the world, Yuan Shangcao is scolding him! Well done, boy!"

"Arrange people to block all nearby resurrection points and stations!"

They had a heated discussion, but Jiang Minglu secretly pulled the egg cake aside and asked, "How did you sneak into Lili?"

"What slipped into Lili?" He was even more confused than Jiang Minglu.

Jiang Minglu shook his head and had no choice but to give up.

It's not that there is no one in the crowd who is interested in Jiang Minglu, or is interested in Jiang Minglu's equipment.

"The equipment is really good."

This was the second time he said such words to Jiang Minglu, and the first time they had Chen Mo beside them.

Jiang Minglu looked at the expert, and felt that the hints in his words were already obvious, but so what, should he still give him the Zhanpoul Sword?

"Yes, thank you." That was all he could answer.

This attitude really stunned the master. It was too late for others to flatter him, but he still rejected people thousands of miles away?Embarrassed, the expert had no choice but to clear his throat, and said: "Anyway, you will reach full level sooner or later, and this dress is not very useful to you, or you can give it to me? My name is Wangwangbing."

He thought that what he said, especially the name, would impress Jiang Minglu, but the other party just said in surprise, "Huh? Clothes? Are you sewing? So you're talking about my clothes?"

Wang Wangbing was about to nod, but Jiang Minglu objected even more vigorously, "No, no, no! I really can't give you these clothes!"

"why?"

The bag of treasures was wrapped around Jiang Minglu's waist, and it seemed that he could feel another person's body temperature from the identical clothes inside, "Anyway, I can't give you this clothes anyway."

"It can reduce the NPC's sensitivity to you, I know, but this function is completely useless when you play the book in the future," Wang Wangbing deliberately devalued the dress to nothing, hoping that Jiang Minglu would change his mind. Adding weight, he added, "Maybe you don't know, I'm a Fanlu."

"So that's what I mean. I said why those guards and that crazy woman can't see me... Oh? You are Fanlu? No need, no need, I know a Fan Lu very well."

Wang Wangbing asked with special interest: "Oh? Who is it?"

"Cold skewers."

His expression was blank for a moment, and he couldn't believe that he was defeated by such an unknown person, and said: "Leng Chuan Chuan...? Well, but people under Fan Lu's sect call me senior brother, I think They can call it that because of my—”

"Your skills are good! But I believe that Leng Chuan Chuan will become a master in time. Okay, please stop talking, thank you, I still have a call to answer—"

After the novice who cruelly rejected him disappeared, Wang Wangbing finally remembered who Leng Chuanchuan was.With a flick of his long sleeves, his tone was still calm: "He, hehe."

The phone call Jiang Minglu spoke of was from Zhou Rupingsheng. As soon as the call was connected, he opened his mouth and said, "Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou, let me tell you that you would never have imagined what a big thing I did just now!"

Zhou Ruping seemed to be choking, and asked after a while, "What's the big deal?"

"I killed Yuanshangcao!"

This time he was really choking, and couldn't help taking a few sips of water, "Huh?"

Jiang Minglu systematically reported all the things that happened recently to Zhou Rupingsheng. When talking about Yuan Shangcao, his gloating was palpable, "To be honest, I didn't want to bother with him, but He came to provoke me, so I had no choice but to make up for it." At this time, Zhou Ruping really wanted to run over and touch his head and praise him.

"By the way, there is another thing, Hongchen Concentration... Do you believe that she did this thing? Let's not say whether those rumors are true or not. After so long, no one will believe it if it's not premeditated?"

"You have seen her friend Taixuan, so don't you think about the Yitian she mentioned?"

"what?"

"Did you forget?" Zhou Ruping maintained a flat tone, "She said that she and her friends went to Luoshan before, but they were hunted down by NPCs all over the mountain. If it weren't for the secret road of weather and rain, they would have died On the spot."

"Yes! How did I forget about this! She said Yitian, isn't that blood rich!" Detective Jiang Minglu slapped his thigh in excitement, and the whole chair trembled with him, "That little piece The iron piece, that is, the person who killed me, no, the little iron piece that fell out of the person I killed was bloody, at that time—"

"At that time, we knew why Hong Chen was reluctant to guard Chu Tiankuo after the dissolution."

"Chu Yun was also involved in the Yuanshangcao matter. They are really two talents. They really have no permanent enemies but only permanent interests. They are a natural pair hahahaha." After the hearty laugh, Jiang Minglu suddenly became very Seriously, "Xiaozhou, why do you think Hongchen Lianyi has a crush on Xuekuo?"

They have all touched that small piece of iron, and they also know that there are poems expressing love engraved on the back of it. There is no doubt that these are the words that Hongchen Lianyi wants to say to Xuekuo.

Zhou Ruping thought that he had misunderstood this, and the irrationality in his memory made him raise his lips: "I don't know, I probably just fell in love with it."

"Then do you think Xue Kuo has seen that line of the poem? I don't think he noticed it at all. He likes it. If Hongchen doesn't talk about it, how could he know! Some things have to be said That's how I know!"

There was silence for a long time, only soft, rhythmic breathing scratched Jiang Minglu's ears again and again. After a long pause, Zhou Ruping said: "I'm going back to China soon, you... How about I take you to a concert?"

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☆, boat under the moon

Jiang Minglu sincerely felt that today was a good day.

This is not because he can enjoy a rare leisure weekend as a squeezed labor force-of course this is also important-but because if all goes well, he will see his life today, and his, no longer A pile of data is a living boat.

if everything goes well.

"Hello? Xiaojiang? Hurry up and come to the company! Last week's plan needs to be changed!"

When receiving the bad news, Jiang Minglu was busy choosing clothes to wear to the concert tonight.Although the era is not as strict as it was hundreds of years ago, the dress code for classical concerts is very strict, but it is always right to dress formally.

You Wei just brought out the steaming omelette from the kitchen, and watched Jiang Minglu rush up and down with some amusement, and ended up collapsing in a pile of clothes.

"What are you busy with?" she asked.

"I'm going to a more formal occasion and pick out clothes," Jiang Minglu climbed up, a crumpled tie sticking to his arm and refused to leave, "But now I don't have to pick, I have to go back to the company to work overtime. "

"Don't you find that it is the best choice for me to help you choose? Tell me, where to go? I will send the clothes directly to your company later."

Jiang Minglu hesitated, scratched his head, and said, "Let's forget it, maybe it's over early today, I—"

"Where are you going? Say!"

"...concert." It seemed that it was back to the time when he sneaked out to play and was caught 20 years ago. Jiang Minglu felt that his mouth and lips were all cracked.

"Oh," You Wei responded lightly, without any special reaction, "Concert, I know what to wear, leave it to me!"

Jiang Minglu said cautiously: "Mom?"

"what?"

"I……"

"Okay! After all these years, you really think I like to look back?" You Wei interrupted him with a smile, her freshly baked hair glowing softly, "I hate musicians, but that's just that one. Thinking about it now, I have hated one less musician in the world for so many years, especially those who play the piano, they are quite innocent."

Jiang Minglu laughed, feeling that the white hair that had been forgotten by the ointment was also very beautiful.

Time is the medicine of all.

You Wei said again: "By the way, why did you think of going to the concert? ... I know you like it, but you secretly don't tell me, but this is too sudden, right? What concert? Solo? Symphony ? Concerto? Or something else?"

"I have no idea."

You Wei poked the omelet in pain, and looked at her son with a look of "would you know if you were sold?"

"No, I really don't know...the ticket was sent by someone else, and there is not much information on it. As for the concert hall, there have been several performances recently, well, everyone likes to cultivate their sentiments now. I haven't checked in detail. Whoever played what kind of repertoire, it was blank, maybe it can be more pure when listening to music."

"Who told you this?"

"The one who invited me to go with me."

"Who, why are you still playing romance..." You Wei patted her chest again after joking, and said solemnly: "Leave the clothes to me."

"Thank you Ms. You!"

Jiang Minglu put on his shoes and ran away like the wind.

Then he felt sincerely that today is really not a good day, at least this afternoon is definitely not a good afternoon.

"Xiaojiang, don't look at the time any more. Your partner is living in that watch? Even if your partner is living there, you don't have time to talk to him, because you are working overtime now."

What is co-worker love?This is called co-worker love.Hearing the ridicule from colleagues who were caring or caring, Jiang Minglu couldn't help but shed two lines of moving tears.

The nightmarish afternoon extended into a nightmarish evening. Just as Jiang Minglu was staring at the materials with one eye and the beef in the instant noodle bucket with the other, the BOSS came out of the office and pulled his tie, "Today Come here!"

The entire department is amnesty, and the long-term accumulated experience has allowed everyone to figure out a set of "how to run faster after work". Those who carry the bag carry the bag, and those who grab the elevator grab the elevator. That piece of beef used to be like a delicacy. In Jiang Minglu's eyes, he suddenly became worthless. He grabbed the paper bag that You Wei sent a few hours ago, and the speed of changing clothes reminded him of his student days when he stayed in bed every day until he was going to be late.

In fact, he was going to be late.

After the fourth phone call to Zhou Rupingsheng ended with a busy tone, Jiang Minglu had already stepped into the car with one foot. On the main road that was blocked by tired love, he firmly believed that the dying rush hour could definitely exercise his heart.

"Hello? Xiaozhou?" As soon as the bell rang, Jiang Minglu quickly picked up the phone, "Did you receive my voicemail? I'm on my way and I'll be there soon. Are we going to start? I'm so sorry today work overtime--"

"Well, it's okay. Someone will take you in when you arrive."

"what?"

It was too noisy on the other side of the boat, and his voice was cut into many small pieces, which were hard to distinguish.

"I won't tell you now, anyway...see you then."

"Ah, okay, see you then, I can already see the concert hall and should be there soon—"

The car turned a corner and stopped at the destination. The concert hall was bathed in the light of the full moon, like a delicate and noble model hundreds of years ago.Jiang Ming got out of the car with a green groan, pressed down his rippling bangs, and went straight to the concert hall.

The solemn and elegant outer hall was surrounded by bright lights, and there were no extra decorations or posters around. Even if there were, Jiang Minglu could only see the lonely ticket gate.Panting, he ran over, stuffed the ticket, and waited for the gate to open.

However, the response from the ticket gate machine was just two "Didi", which was not enough to shock people, so he simply spat out the ticket.

Jiang Minglu: "..."

Ticket machine: "..."

"Hi!"

Jiang Minglu was almost not startled by the sudden voice, he raised his head uneasily, and was facing a smiling face whose real age could not be guessed.

The baby-faced man didn't seem to be intimidating at all. He ran over from the stairs, wearing a very casual jacket, with buckles rattling all the way, he really didn't look like someone who came to a concert.

"I thought you were going to be late, but luckily you just caught up!" Without saying a word, he grabbed Jiang Minglu's arm and pulled him in the other direction, "I'm Li Xu, you can call me Ten Year Deng .”

Jiang Minglu's nerves immediately relaxed, "So it's you! Hey, no, where are you taking me now? Where's Xiaozhou? And how do you know I'm mine?"

Ten Years Deng didn't have time to explain to him, they were getting closer and closer to the small door in the corner, Jiang Minglu guessed that what he took him to should be a staff passage or something.

When they got to the door, Nian Deng decisively opened the door and pushed Jiang Minglu into the arena.It suddenly opened up in front of his eyes, it was a large concert hall that could accommodate thousands of people.The audience is basically seated, only a few people who have worked so hard like them are still wandering in the aisle.

"I won't listen today, you sit there," he pointed to an excellent spot in the middle, and patted Jiang Minglu's back, "It's about to start, let's go first!"

"But—but what about the boat?"

Ten Year Deng smiled slyly: "He'll be here soon... By the way, don't rush to leave when the show is over!"

However, before he could ask again, the light in the entire hall suddenly dimmed, and the crowd turned into black silhouettes. It was unknown whether the ten-year lamp had gone or not.

The notice of the official opening was particularly obvious, so Jiang Minglu had no choice but to take advantage of the weak light source in front of the stage, and slowly grope for his seat and sit down.

Traditional concerts are usually brightly lit, but many contemporary performers like to present their understanding of music in a special environment.Jiang Minglu was not surprised by this way of lighting, but what really disturbed him was that the two sides of his seat were all ladies, and they were obviously accompanied, and it was impossible for them to be in a lifetime.

Take it easy, Jiang Minglu thought, and easily adjusted himself to the most comfortable angle, his line of sight happened to meet the white piano on the stage.

At this time, Jiang Minglu suddenly understood where the previous light came from.

Not on stage, but in heaven.

That's moonlight.

The renovation and restoration of venues, as well as the processing of light sources are not difficult for modern technology.

The indifferent and cold moonlight floated on the stage, as if half a world away from the auditorium.

He was still in a daze, but the performer bathed in the moonlight had already appeared on the stage.

Jiang Minglu could only see a vague outline.The silhouette didn't say a single extra word, and after bowing to the audience, he went straight to his piano.

When the first note sounded, Jiang Minglu seemed to be pulled onto the stage, wandering in the music blending spirit and beauty.That kind of music can take all the listeners away from the world without any effort.

The moonlight is melting and the music is pure and pure. The so-called intoxication is probably like this.

The performer's musical skills and literacy are impeccable. Every time he touches the keys, what bursts out from his fingertips is not only notes, but also vivid pictures. Songs fight and kill, there is a whole world in it.

He has clearly brought the audience out of this world, but he always reminds them that the world is everywhere.

The virtuoso just played the piano meticulously and never made any vivid expressions.But this is unnecessary for him, because the audience can feel his overflowing raw emotion through his playing.

He put them into the keys under his hand, into the score on the piano, into the moonlight in the sky.

Before everyone had time to react, this extremely beautiful piano solo ended with the last note falling.

I don't know who stood up and took the lead in shouting an encore, and most of the concert hall began to "encore" overwhelmingly.The performer still didn't say anything, bowed again, and left the stage to rest.

Not long after, he stepped onto the stage again, and his well-tailored black suit was replaced by a white one, blending in with the moonlight.

He started playing his encore track.

The sound of the encore began to reverberate around, everyone held their breath involuntarily, but the most shocking one was