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Chapter 191 The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and Coach Jiang held an angry concert

Chapter 191 The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and Coach Jiang held an angry concert

Following the guard, Jiang Lu came to a room in a zigzag manner.

There seemed to be something written on the door, but Jiang Lu was illiterate and couldn't understand it at all.

After delivering Jiang Lu to the door of this square room, the guard left. The way he left made it difficult for Jiang Lu not to suspect that he had been hit here and had a psychological shadow.

"So, you are very capable?" Jiang Lu opened the door with the intention of watching the excitement.

In the room, an old man with gray hair on his temples was sitting on the floor. Next to him was a harp that was being made, and in his hand were the strings that had not yet been installed.

On the wall behind him, there were various musical instruments hanging, some of which had been passed down to later generations and could be recognized by Jiang Lu, and others that Jiang Lu had never seen before.

The old man lowered his head slightly. If it weren't for the constant movement of his hands, just looking at his appearance, he would have fallen into a deep sleep.

"You're late, do you know what that means?"

Before Jiang Lu spoke, the old man said calmly without raising his head.

One of the broken strings flew directly towards Jiang Lu's face.

"Hot girl?" This sentence obviously didn't sit well with the old man: "What he told me was to introduce a friend to me to learn the harp."

Under such circumstances, why should you learn piano from an old man?

Jiang Lu raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you can't tell. Lao Deng has two faces? Are they treated differently?"

He issued an order to expel Jiang Lu, but how could Jiang Lu, who had a blood mark on his face for no reason, let it go?

"So you're not here to learn piano?" the old man asked.

The old man slowly raised his head, his weather-beaten face full of indifference and desolation: "No one can make me wait, except the king. Obviously, you are not the king."

"Is that all?" Jiang Lu asked.

If before the double cultivation, he was still a growing Digimon and could only play children's songs, then after the double cultivation, he has become a complete Digimon.

Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment.

"That's definitely not the case." Jiang Lu shrugged.

"Oh, he also said that I don't need to take care of him and just do whatever I want. If you don't perform well, you will be beaten when you need to be beaten and scolded when you need to be scolded."

After he learned that the person in front of him was the chief bard of the palace, an idea immediately emerged in his mind to contact Conchieber without going through Cu Chulainn, and at the same time increase his own strength.

"Do I need to learn?" Jiang Lu said in a funny tone: "I was born to chant the holy body, and I can compose a rhyme in seven steps and a poem in nine steps. I am proficient in the harp and suona, and I am especially good at playing the trumpet with one hand. Why do I need to find someone to learn the piano? Are you kidding me? "

"I told you, he told me that there are hot girls here, but my face is indeed hot now." Jiang Lu pretended to be angry.

Jiang Lu understood.

Without waiting for the old man to react, Jiang Lu preemptively struck and then bit back, sitting directly next to the old man: "I respect the old and love the young. I see that you are already so old, and you are already halfway into the loess, and you are about to die." It’s far away, so I won’t argue with you about playing me with the strings just now. Let’s face each other first. I want to see what this kid wants to do. What did he tell you?”

However, this also shows Cu Chulainn's confidence.

Obviously he saw that the string was still some distance away from him. Even if the attributes were reset in this spiritual realm and he could only use the bard's ability, he shouldn't be so slow.

Jiang Lu thought for a while: "This means I'm late."

"Huh? Teacher?" Jiang Lu pretended to be surprised: "I was just about to ask, didn't Cu Chulainn tell me that he would arrange a hot girl for me? Where is the hot girl?"

Can I, Jiang, suffer this loss?

Children's song? Come on, come on, let you hear what Shiba Mo is.

It was true that this was the harp master that Cu Chulainn had found for him, but this little brat made a mistake by deliberately arranging the time to bring him later than the time agreed with this old man, and then let this grumpy old man There are reasons to teach yourself a lesson.

At this time, the old man narrowed his eyes and said: "As a friend of Cu Chulainn, I will give you face, but I must give you the lessons you should learn. You must remember that young people should know how to be punctual and humble, especially It is even more important to understand this when facing your own teacher.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the strings in the old man's hand suddenly broke.

So the second half of the sentence became "hiss".

Finding the most powerful resources for Jiang Lu shows that he doesn't care at all how far Jiang Lu will grow and is sure of victory.

A day ago, as long as I could learn the piano, I would have tolerated being annoyed, but now it is different.

"Don't worry, I've already come, can I still go back empty-handed?" Jiang Lu smiled and put his arm around the old man's shoulders.

Jiang Lu was naturally able to react.

In this way, Cu Chulainn seems to be quite honest. He not only found himself a teacher of a big man in the industry with such a status, but also asked him to teach him as much as he could. He didn't seem to be playing tricks on this point.

But before he finished speaking, the string struck him firmly on the face, leaving a bloody mark.

Facing Jiang Lu's barrage of output, the old man obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He didn't even notice that Jiang Lu was about to die, so he said in confusion: "That is to say, he has a friend who admires me. The chief bard of the palace wants to learn the piano from me, please ask me to do my best to teach him."

He had already embarked on his own adaptation path last night, and the double practice with Dectel in the second half of the night gave him a deeper understanding of the harp. What strings have what notes? It is better than the description in the book. More clear and profound.

"Just a trifle."

Jiang Lu was stunned.

Learn to trade!
After hearing Jiang Lu's words, the old man nodded and became calm again: "In that case, then you can go and don't disturb me. As for Cu Chulainn, I will ask him."

The old man blinked doubtfully: "Isn't that what he told you?"

Could it be that this old man has any special abilities?
But no matter what, the fact is that he devoured this show of power without leaving anything behind.

He reacted, but only his brain reacted, but his body failed to keep up.

"What do you want?" The old man was obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Lu's actions. He turned sideways and avoided Jiang Lu's shoulder-grabbing movement.

Jiang Lu didn't care, and just said leisurely: "Isn't there a luncheon later? You can arrange a performance for me."

The bard's passive ability is that the wider the spread of music, the stronger the ability.

Just playing "Itchy Lung" in front of Dectel yesterday, Jiang Lu felt that his attack speed increased more when he played the piano in the middle of the night.

If he plays a small piece at the luncheon, will Dectel not be able to go to heaven after he returns?

Even leaving aside Dectel, heavy artillery and ghost-faced fox can be directly increased from warriors and druids to berserkers and battle mages during battle, and they can directly go into a killing flow.

At the same time, the limelight at the luncheon may also attract Conchie Erb's attention.

After all, hearing is false and seeing is believing. Being able to communicate with him face to face is definitely much better than Ghost Faced Fox and others relaying it.

The old man in front of him is the prerequisite for achieving all this.

However, the old man rejected Jiang Lu on the spot.

"What do you think of as a luncheon?" The old man sneered: "This is a banquet for Cu Chulainn, the hero of Ulster. There can be no omissions. You come? Are you qualified?"

This was expected by Jiang Lu.

Of course, he would not be so naive as to think that if he was slapped, the other party would have to feel guilty to satisfy his request.

For someone in a high position, what's wrong with whipping you? Smoking you will be in vain.

If it weren't for Cu Chulainn's sake, perhaps the old man wouldn't have said a word to him.

So, he moved out of his current big backer.

"But..." Jiang Lu smiled and said, "I have been approved by Princess Dectel, and I am her newly recruited personal musician."

Hearing this, the old man who had just dismissed Jiang Lu was suddenly startled: "Decktel? You didn't lie to me?"

"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can ask her."

Jiang Lu smoothed his hair: "My name is Jiang Ge, and I am a man determined to become the Harp King!" The old man's expression suddenly became a little strange: "In that case, don't you know me?"

"We know him." Jiang Lu nodded: "Didn't you just say that? He is the chief bard of the palace."

"That's not it, I mean..." the old man said tentatively: "Decktel didn't mention me to you?"

"Of course not?" Jiang Lu suddenly reacted halfway through his sentence.

No wonder the guard thought it sounded familiar to him when he mentioned the old man's name as Addison. This was her last eighty-year-old personal musician that Dectel mentioned at the time.

"Damn it, senior!" Jiang Lu looked happy and immediately hugged Lao Deng and took a sip on his forehead: "Oh, you are one of our own!"

Addison, the old man, pushed Jiang Lu away and wiped his forehead in disgust, but a smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How is Dectel doing lately? I haven't seen her for a long time."

"It's not good." Jiang Lu calmed down his emotions and shook his head in disappointment.

"What's wrong with her?" Addison asked worriedly.

"A little irregular menstruation." Jiang Lu replied seriously.

"Irregular menstruation. What is it?" Addison looked confused.

"It's not a serious problem anyway. Overall, I'm in good health."

Jiang Lu waved his hand, indicating that he would skip this topic.

Addison had no choice but to give up: "Okay, tell me if you have any questions."

It can be seen that Addison still cares about Dectel.

This kind of care is somewhere between the care of an elder for a younger generation and the care of a servant for his master.

It's no wonder that the age difference between the two is huge, and they are almost grandfather-grandson relationship. And from Dectel's personal musician to the chief bard of the palace, although it is inseparable from Addison's strength, Dexter must have Ketel also provided a lot of help.

From this point of view, Jiang Lu's move out of Dectel as his backer had an unexpected effect.

Jiang Lu thought to himself that he should be sure of it now.

But what he didn't expect was that although Addison had changed his attitude towards Jiang Lu a little, he still didn't seem to fully trust Jiang Lu's ability.

"But even though I am one of my own, I still want to say it."

Addison said with some embarrassment: "I still can't agree to your request right away."

Although this was still a rejection, Addison's statement changed this time.

You went from being unworthy to being unable to agree right away.

This made Jiang Lu realize that there was a way.

"Do you still have any doubts?" Jiang Lu said seriously: "Since I am one of our own, I will tell you the truth. This is a precious opportunity for me. You also know that we bards are not good Damn, there are very few people who can reach your position, so I especially need a platform to make my name known so that it will be more convenient for me to travel around the world in the future."

Addison was a little surprised when he heard this: "Is it easier to travel around the world to make a name for yourself at a palace banquet of this size? Have you never thought about becoming a palace bard like me?"

"Well, this is not in line with my philosophy." Jiang Lu said, telling Addison exactly what he said to Dectel.

At the end, he added: "In fact, this is also for my master, Princess Dectel. I need some fame to make me worthy of the title of her personal musician, so as not to overshadow her. shame."

Hearing this, Addison was already a little moved.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly insignificant young man in front of me turned out to be such a good boy full of justice and kindness.

This made him, an old man who was used to seeing Vanity Fair and all the good and evil in the world, couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

There are not many people like this in this world anymore.
Therefore, he no longer kept secrets, but regarded Jiang Lu as a fellow junior who could be trusted, and explained:

“It’s not that I don’t want to give you a chance to get ahead, it’s just that, how can I put it, Dectel’s preference for music is sometimes too subjective.

So unless you convince me with music that represents your highest level, I can't possibly agree to your request.

Although we have such an extraordinary relationship, after all, I am the chief bard in charge of palace etiquette affairs. I also need to be responsible for the face of the royal family. It is impossible for you to perform on stage at risk just because of our relationship.

Can you understand my difficulty? "

Jiang Lu nodded: "I understand, so I will play it in front of you first, and then you will judge whether it is suitable."

"In that case, let's get started." Addison nodded, satisfied with Jiang Lu's understanding and not embarrassing himself by relying on Dectel.

So Jiang Lu moved the harp placed at the door.

But when he was about to start playing, he suddenly thought of something and found a piece of paper.

"Oh wait, let me write a word."

"Write now?"

"Correct."

"Oh?" Addison smiled when he heard this, remembering what Jiang Lu said just now: "Then I want to take a closer look to see if what you said about seven steps into a rhyme and nine steps into a poem is true."

Jiang Lu nodded, then closed his eyes and activated the power that he had not used for a long time - super memory.

Hippocampus, we have to fight side by side again!
When he opened his eyes again, he had already changed the words and wrote a few big words on the paper - Ulster March.

The original name of this song was called Soviet March!

In the banquet hall, Jiang Lu was not seen coming back for a long time, which made Ghost Faced Fox and Heavy Cannon very worried.

Although they knew Cu Chulainn's character and that Jiang Lu, who was arranged by him, would not be life-threatening, they knew with their toes that he would definitely suffer a lot.

Therefore, both of them looked at the door intentionally or unintentionally, showing little enthusiasm for the lively environment at the banquet. Even if Cu Chulainn enthusiastically introduced them to dignitaries, they just dealt with it and had no deep friendship at all. thought.

I don’t know how long it took, but Heavy Artillery suddenly saw something. He yelled at the ghost-faced fox beside him and said excitedly: “It’s finally here.”

Jiang Lu appeared at the door dragging his harp, striding towards the center of the banquet hall.

"We are here!" cried Heavy Artillery.

Jiang Lu heard his voice and turned around, but just nodded towards them and continued walking towards the center.

This made Heavy Artillery a little strange: "What's going on?"

The ghost-faced fox shook his head: "I don't know, let's take a look."

While they noticed Jiang Lu, Cu Chulainn noticed Addison behind Jiang Lu.

"Mr. Addison!" Cu Chulainn stood up and greeted warmly.

This is his privilege. He never calls anyone by his official title. Everyone else has to call him Lord Addison, but he doesn't.

But what puzzled him was that Addison, who used to show kindness that she had never shown in front of others when seeing him, gave him a fierce look this time.

"You bastard, I'll settle the score with you later!"

"what?"

The unclear scolding made Cu Chulainn sit back in embarrassment.

Then, he saw Addison coming to Jiang Lu and helping him place the harp.

"What's going on?" Cu Chulainn's eyes widened in surprise.

This was completely different from how he imagined the two of them getting along!
(End of this chapter)

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