Su Bian Cultivation World

No one expected that Luo Jiujiang would sing "Man Jianghong" to the sound of drums.

How should I put it, drums, a tinkling percussion instrument, are noisy and lively. When they are lit, they will be very flammable, and when they are wild, they can even give off a certain hot color.

With this kind of music, you can sing rock, you can sing rap, even if your brain circuit is a little twisted, everyone can accept it if you sing majesticly, but if you say you sing a song full of red...

Everyone was stunned, and they couldn't accept it. A thought frantically flashed in everyone's mind: knocked a song "The place where the angry crown is leaning on the railing"?How can you be so good!

If you are capable, why don't you use the vuvuzela to play the hero's song? !

Luo Jiujiang accepted this very well. After all, he is not familiar with music works in modern society. So far, the most familiar sound effects are also the things most related to modern music. special kill".

if not?Otherwise, let him sing what?Humming the background sound of Plants vs. Zombies, and then a beatbox pea pop?

Still don't.

Man Jianghong's que was not too long, and Luo Jiujiang sang it quickly.With a flick of his wrist, he threw the drumstick back into the arms of the little brother who was playing, walked past a group of stiff and speechless crowd calmly, and spread his hands to the guy who pushed a cart full of liquor.

"How about it, is it okay?" Luo Jiujiang smiled.

The crowd seemed to have just found their own voice, boiling like hot oil into water.

Some people were shocked by his three consecutive pieces of music, and covered their faces and retreated to the chess and card room. He ran down the stairs, pushed and shoved the people outside, and forced his way into the crowd.

The person who squeezed in was Zheng Shu.

He really didn't expect that Luo Jiujiang would be able to attract the attention of the audience to himself as soon as he went upstairs - he is a time traveler!Are you really not afraid of being dissected?And even if this great god is not dissected, it is not good to dissect others once he is forced to do so.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Shu put on an impatient face and cursed, "What are you doing around here, brother Luo, my friend, you guys are watching a monkey show - and this car of wine, you didn't know to stop before All of a sudden? Is it your business now?"

He scolded the melon-eating crowd for a while, and they flew back and gave him numerous bahs and middle fingers.Finally, the crowd dispersed scatteredly. Zheng Shu was a little thirsty when he spoke, so he took a sip from the goblet on the trolley, and the corner of his mouth twitched and found that the wine in the crystal glass was Erguotou.

Zheng Shu: "..."

Come on, great vulgarity is great elegance, and great soil is great blessing.He, a friend with the title of "whatever you want", has done a thorough combination of Chinese and Western.

Luo Jiujiang also picked up a glass casually and took a sip.

"The cup is beautiful." He praised.

This sentence won the strange eyes of several onlookers who were still by his side and did not leave.

Some people quietly cast their eyes on Luo Jiujiang's fingers holding the cup. His fingers are slender and powerful, and his palm is neither thick nor thin. However, there is a layer of obvious calluses on the pads and roots of the fingers, which makes it even more difficult to see the way.

I don't know the most common goblet, but he talks calmly, and he is definitely not someone who has never seen the world; there is a layer of obvious calluses that modern people basically don't have, but the skin is smooth and firm, not blunt or scarred, Obviously not from rough work.

However, the mark on his palm is not a spear cocoon.

The origin is a mystery, he is a practicing family.Several people exchanged glances quietly.

Zheng Shu tried to smooth things over for him: "Master, you are so joking, you haven't seen any scenes before."

Luo Jiujiang smiled and walked down his steps: "It's just a joke."

He has held knives and swords in his hands, and held priceless pearls in his palms.The two fingers holding the goblet once held a piece of blue and clear dragon scales, and they also lingered among countless rare and precious treasures.

He has seen everything in the world, and any style is worth it, but even if he has countless rare treasures, it still does not prevent him from liking this small, ordinary, cheap and mass-produced goblet.

It's like even if you can call the wind and rain with a single raise of your hand, and you can tear time and space apart with a single knife, the fragile and ignorant human beings in front of you are like ants compared to him, but he still likes all of them. the time and space of the

He still talks to these people with a smile, resolves their difficulties in a timely manner, makes amends for Zheng Shu's embarrassment, and then greets everyone who is interested in him with a smile.

No matter how long it has passed, no matter how far he has traveled, today's sword god is still like the boy in the past, and Luo Jiujiang will always be the same Luo Jiujiang back then.

Most mortals will never know about Luo Jiujiang's sincere protection and care.They just saw Zheng Shu's unhappy expression, so they wisely stopped talking about this issue, silently watched Luo Jiujiang say two or three sentences, left the crowd, and ran to the edge of the stage to study the electric guitar.

...This guy actually still maintains that mushroom-like squatting posture. When you think about his handsome domineering self-confidence just now, there is a kind of cute and funny contrast.

Someone secretly asked Zheng Shu: "You are not bad, friend."

Zheng Shu nodded again and again, and warned out of friendship: "Don't mess with him!"

The man waved his hands repeatedly, for fear that he might misunderstand: "No, no, I didn't mean that, I just really think he's pretty good."

"Me too." Zheng Shu nodded solemnly and added, "I really want to tell you, don't mess with him."

The guy who provoked him last time was just downstairs. If it wasn't for the fact that the brain is a whole and it's all wrapped in the cortex, it is estimated that the brain has been disturbed like an egg flower by now.

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Due to the drum set episode of "Whatever", Zheng Shu brought a dozen or so people with him when he finally went to the clubhouse at night.

No way, before that, Luo Jiujiang had already played three games of Go with others, made pottery once, and drank seven cups of depth charges with others without changing his face, which aroused the enthusiastic curiosity of the masses.

Then they gathered a crowd to play a few games, asked the owner to drag out a dusty barbecue grill from the corner, and everyone bragged about the BBQ for a while.Luo Jiujiang, as a handsome guy who can fight, drink and barbecue, and can also assist in the game, can milk and drive big, basically quickly entered this group of people.

That night, Zheng Shu originally wanted to take Luo Jiujiang to the clubhouse by himself, but he didn't expect a group of idle tails to follow behind him.When Zheng Shu was going to say hello to them and say goodbye, everyone expressed that they had been conquered by Luo Jiujiang's powerful charm, and they couldn't walk independently without him.

Zheng Shu: "..."

He glanced at Luo Jiujiang with hatred, and his heart was full of a sense of exclamation that he had seen through the truth: Great God, great God, I think you are the one who attracts bees and butterflies, and you will probably have to leave next time!

Luo Jiujiang didn't know Zheng Shu's slander, even if he knew, he would probably laugh it off.He patted Zheng Shu on the shoulder, and said quite open-mindedly: "Yes, let's go drinking together, we are all friends, we are all brothers." After a pause, he probably nodded his head once, and what he said next fully showed his respect for Zheng Shu. High understanding of modern society.

Luo Jiujiang said: "We don't need to separate, take one car, one car pulls away, the truck is just right! Zheng Er, call a truck!"

Zheng Shu: "..." Why did he call the truck?Still take a car away?Are you a pig?

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, but Zheng Shu rushed forward to cover Luo Jiujiang's mouth: "No, no, you drank too much, stop talking, don't open your mouth, ah."

Luo Jiujiang blinked innocently.

All in all, they overcame the difficulties of not being able to walk independently, and they must not be pulled away by trucks as pigs, and successfully arrived at the clubhouse that Zheng Shu had booked before.

The owner of the clubhouse is also an acquaintance of Zheng Shu. He was a little surprised to see them, so he quietly asked Zheng Shu, "I'll change you to a bigger venue, and the hall on the fourth floor will be vacant for you—why are there so many people here?" People? Didn’t you say it earlier at the party?”

Zheng Shu spat out a breath of soul: "Yi, so handsome, everyone loves it, so handsome, so helpless, what should I do if it's not narcissism, hehehehehe."

Boss: "..." It seems that he has to call an ambulance to prepare, after all, Zheng Shu seems to be crazy.

Although Zheng Shu is currently a little mentally disturbed, as the host of this round, he still prepared a lot of the programs he had prepared before.

The boss is used to this kind of order. Drinks, fruit plates, card games, and girls who sing K are all in the hall, and there is a steel pipe in the center stage of the hall, which is enough to set off the three-color dancers that Zheng Shu specially ordered.

——Remember, Zheng Shu promised to show Luo Jiujiang what black and white people look like, and also wanted to help him dispatch the distress of a new divorce.

——For this reason, he had explained in advance that there was absolutely no pear to be found in the fruit plate in the entire hall.

However, he was thinking about Luo Jiujiang so much, but Luo Jiujiang himself was very happy-after learning the drums, he began to learn fancy bartending from a bartender, and he even made a glass of rainbow colors on the spot of?

A white crane spread its wings in Luo Jiujiang, and the glass of fancy cocktail smoothly slid up his arm from the fingertips of one hand, slid down his back and fell obediently to the fingertips of his other hand.A group of cheerleaders who brought their own around immediately applauded desperately, cheered loudly, jumped up and down and stomped their feet.If you equip them with lighting sticks, they might be able to scream "Brother Luo, I love you!"

Zheng Shu: "..."

Great God, what talent skill is this? "In my handsome BGM, someone must fall in love with me"?

While Zheng Shu was complaining silently in his heart, the three dancers had already dedicated themselves to the stage.The stage was very cooperatively replaced with ambiguous colored flashing lights, and the intense and hot music was also broadcast from the speakers, instantly attracting the attention of everyone who was originally surrounded by the bar.

Zheng Shu stared at Luo Jiujiang the whole time. At this moment, he was satisfied to see Luo Jiujiang's expression froze for a moment, then he turned his head quickly, shaking the cocktail in his hand, as if he was a little stiff.

Hahahahahaha!Finally it's your turn, luckily I didn't give up!Zheng Shu excitedly found a kind of pleasure of reincarnation in the sound of whistles, thinking that seeing the great god deflated once would be better than going to a bar for ten thousand years.

It must not end so easily.

After finally seeing Luo Jiujiang stunned, of course he wanted to continue to pursue the victory.

After the three neat and energetic girls finished their dance, Zheng Shu gestured to them and pointed in the direction of Luo Jiujiang secretly.

Among the men with uniform gazes and respectful salutes, Luo Jiujiang, who was standing straight with his back turned, was as eye-catching as the only orange cat among a group of chihuahuas.

The three dancers looked at each other and walked towards Luo Jiujiang together.

The three of them are not ordinary dancers!As black, white, and brown-skinned gypsies, they actually read Sun Tzu's Art of War, and knew the tactics of using troops in the ten sieges, outflanking three directions respectively!

The enemy is advancing, and Luo Jiujiang is in danger!

Everyone held their breath and no one made a sound, waiting to see the good show on Luo Jiujiang.

However, just when the encirclement circle of the three dancers was about to form, Luo Jiujiang somehow woke up. He turned his head suddenly, and saw that he was frightened, and then quickly got out from the gap between the two of them. The gap in the road was very small, but Luo Jiujiang didn't even rub the skin of one of them.

Whistles, cheers, and the excitement of watching filled the audience in an instant.

Some good people instructed the dancers to keep approaching, and some laughed and stepped forward to help surround Luo Jiujiang.

After dodging several times, Luo Jiujiang was circled by everyone to a corner with a sofa.He roughly estimated the height of the person blocking the way with his arms outstretched in front of him - 1.8 meters [-]. It seemed unscientific to jump directly over his head.

Seeing one left and one right, the black and white dancer girl is about to approach, Luo Jiujiang hugged the big brother in front of him without hesitation, and easily threw it on the top of his head, as if he had accepted it easily. a volleyball.

Then he was surrounded by the large gap in the air where the other party was thrown, and then he turned around and reached out to catch the thrown buddy.

He cleared his throat, and warned in the eyes of everyone in the room, "We have three chapters, the first..."

He couldn't finish the sentence.

Among the crowd, there was a trembling voice, as if he had seen through his real body.

The man yelled in horror: "You...you are Chu Yuxun?"

Zheng Shu: "..."

Luo Jiujiang: "???"