Horror Resurgence: Ma’am, Please Respect My Profession

Nangong Wan'er was also attracted.

As Su Bai played, the music flowed through Nangong Wan'er's heart like a small bridge and flowing water.

Nangong Wan'er gradually became immersed in the unique artistic conception brought by this pipa piece.

It was as if she had returned to the place where Chaosimu was thinking, and saw the person who was thinking of Chaosimu.

But Nangong Wan'er didn't notice at all.

When she was immersed in the picture brought by the music of the pipa, the person she was thinking about the screen became blurred.

In the past, that person should be the third young master of the Song family.

But now, the image of that person is blurred.

She didn't realize it either.

Subconsciously, the name Song Family Third Young Master seemed to be forgotten by her.

The music continued.

Melodious and melodious.

Nangong Wan'er was already fascinated.

Not only her.

Ying Rui was also fascinated.

Even the old zombies are already fascinated.

Several zombie guards in the west wing were also fascinated, and they listened blankly there.

Not only that.

When Su Bai's music came out of this small yard and was heard by some zombies outside, these zombies also stopped unconsciously and stood there and listened.

This pipa piece is not long, only a few minutes.

Finally, the last sound fell.

There was no sound in the yard for a long time.

Whether it was Ying Rui, Nangong Wan'er, or the old zombie, they were all still immersed in it, and they were still reminiscing about the incomparably beautiful music that Su Bai played just now.

And in the Ruyi Building, the zombies who heard the music still haven't recovered.

It's not just the magic of music.

Generally speaking, the less entertainment there is, the more shocking the music will be.

Before Su Bai crossed over, or in the main world, a child who held a mobile phone all day could be bombarded with unknown amounts of information.

All kinds of music, TV series, movies, information explosion.

and games

There are so many ways to entertain.

Moreover, low-level entertainment dominates.

Many people don't even bother to read.

In the zombie world, there's not so much fancy.

Here, listening to music and occasionally watching operas and the like is already a very good way of entertainment.

Because it is more single, it is purer and more focused.

As a result, Su Bai's song came from Yi Jiangnan before crossing the river, which brought a great shock to all the zombies.

"wonderful!"

After nearly a minute, the old zombie came back to his senses and described her feelings in one word!

wonderful!

"Mr. talented, this song is so wonderful, Ying Rui is crazy when I hear it."

Ying Rui also spoke.

Behind Ying Rui, Nangong Wan'er finally came to her senses when she heard their voices.

She also sounded a little crazy.

It sounds so good.

She never expected that Su Bai would still play the pipa.

Played it so well!

Not only that, but this piece of Pipa music, which she had never heard before, also gave her a great shock.

Even she, now looking at Su Bai's eyes, has become brighter and brighter.

These two days, perhaps due to stubbornness

Nangong Wan'er was there desperately trying to find Su Bai's shortcomings.

In order to find a point where Su Bai is not as good as Song Jia San Shao.

But she searched for two days and couldn't find one.

On the contrary, Su Bai showed more and more bright spots.

These more and more shining points endow Su Bai with more charm.

In the eyes of Nangong Wan'er, Su Bai's image became more and more outstanding.

Compared with Su Bai, the third young master of the Song family is already as low as dust!

After Nangong Wan'er realized this, she became stubborn again.

"Even if he is not as good as him!"

she thought so.

yes.

No matter how good Su Bai is.

It was the third young master of the Song family who gave her "warmth" and made her feel pursued and "loved" for the first time.

"Miss Nangong, how about my song?"

At this time, Su Bai's voice sounded.

"Ah that sounds good."

Nangong Wan'er was frightened by Su Bai's words, because she had been immersed in her own thoughts.

She didn't say anything against her heart, because it was really nice.

"Sir, what's the name of this piece?"

Ying Rui asked.

Su Bai said: "This song expresses the yearning for a place, but sometimes, when we miss a place, we actually miss the people in that place. As for the name, let's call it "Remembering Jiangnan"."

Su Bai did not change his name.

But Ying Rui's eyes have changed, and inside, there seems to be some moving.

because

The place where the winner is, in the zombie world, happens to be in the Jiangnan area.

It's just that this river is not the same river as the river in the main world.

Su Bai's name is a coincidence.

Not only that.

Nangong Wan'er's expression also changed, because the Nangong family was also in the Jiangnan area of ​​the zombie world.

"Did he also make this song for her?"

Nangong Wan'er couldn't help thinking.

She began to envy Ying Rui.

Su Bai not only wrote a poem for Ying Rui, but also composed such a beautiful song for Ying Rui!

This kind of treatment, she never dared to think about it in her life.

"It's a coincidence that the place where the young lady is, happens to be Jiangnan."

At this time, the voice of the old zombie sounded.

"Oh? That's really a coincidence, Miss Ying, this song is for you."

Su Bai said.

"You have successfully completed a perfect performance, earning 20 career points, 10 career proficiency, and 20 Ying Rui's touch."

On the game panel, a prompt appears.

"Thank you sir for the song!"

Ying Rui was really moved.

Seeing that Nangong Wan'er was extremely envious.

"Miss Nangong, in fact, I also wrote a poem for you."

At this time, Su Bai's voice sounded.

Su Bai also wrote a poem for himself?

Nangong Wan'er's heart, which does not have any heartbeat, seems to be beating.

"Is it?"

She didn't seem to be touched.

Su Bai groaned:

Misty cloud interstitial, light waves on the upper body. Yaolin Yushu is dusty, not wild flowers and grass, waiting for spring.

The green feathers are double hanging, and the black yarn is skillfully made. Jingzhu does not move his eyebrows, must believe that all the lead is sold out, see naive 4!

This is not a poem, but a word.

It is not the same as the style of poetry.

However, it seems that there are words in the zombie world, and Nangong Wan'er just happens to be very researched in this regard.

Immediately, she was attracted by the word Su Bai.

As soon as she was attracted, Nangong Wan'er felt that Su Bai's words were like tailor-made for her!

The interstitial layer of misty clouds and the upper body are light and waved. This is to describe the posture and demeanor. In Nangong Wan'er's view, how appropriate it is to herself.

It's not wild flowers or ordinary grass, and it is a leisurely spring. Although it seems to be a scene, in fact, it is describing her noble and extraordinary.

Although she is born with resentment, Nangong Wan'er has not given up on herself since she was a child.

She also considers herself noble, but no one appreciates it.

The last two sentences were the ones that moved her the most.

Jingzhu does not move his eyebrows, and the lead is sold to see the innocence!

Although she has been feared by others for a long time and kept away by others, she still has a pure heart!

This song literally went to the bottom of her heart!

Immediately.

The look in Nangong Wan'er's eyes was moved!

Her heart seemed to be beating.

There was also a change in the way she looked at Su Bai.

This poem by Su Bai is much better than the poem he sent when he saw a beautiful woman when the third young master of the Song family didn't know she was resentful!

I don't know how close it is to Nangong Wan'er!