Mad Son-in-law

Miyano snorted slightly, threw the handkerchief in his hand into the trash can, then pretended to dust off the cuffs that were not dusty, and spoke an R language to Chu Guoxiong in a contemptuous tone.

Chu Guoxiong shook his head, seemingly embarrassed.

Chu Qian also looked upset, and turned to Wang Jie and whispered: "He asked my father, are you a descendant of the family, why..."

"I don't need an interpreter, I understand that he is mocking, why is there so much dust on my suit, and why I attend such a large gathering, but it is still so shabby." Wang Jie said calmly.

Chu Qian asked in surprise: "You...do you still understand R?"

"Ying, e, de, fa four languages ​​I specialized in when I was young, but this R language was learned from the CD, you know a little!" Wang Jie smiled and said: "You tell this male duck and sheep descendant, just say I am not a descendant of a family, and there is a reason why I have dust on my body! Isn’t it about Mid-Autumn Festival? I just went to a martyrs cemetery in the suburbs. The squadron leader was named Miyano, like Miyano Jishi." You ask him, is this Miyano eating **** the ancestor of their family?

"Just ask directly..." Chu Qian hesitated, after all, such words were somewhat rough.

"Yes, is it difficult to translate?" Wang Jie said with a smile.

"Don't you know R by yourself? Why don't you speak it?" Chu Qian smirked.

Wang Jie smiled and said: "I can only listen, not speak, only the few sentences on the CD-ROM, I am embarrassed to say..."

Chu Qian blushed and gave Wang Jie a white look, but she still translated Wang Jie's words intact.

In fact, once Miyano understood most of Chinese, he didn't actually need to translate, he also listened to a general idea.

"Wang, people like you are very unfriendly. In our hometown, you are an extremist." Miyano couldn't help it, and said loudly in bad Chinese: "I'm puzzled. Miss Chu is of noble background. A friend like you. You said you would also play against Yi and Pipa? I doubt it. People who are not cultivated are not worthy of Guo Yi and music..."

Wang Jie shrugged, stepped forward, and looked down at a height one head taller than Miyano Yoichi: "If I don’t deserve to talk about Go and music because of my vulgarity, then it’s like a bad invader like Miyano Jishi. Later generations, shouldn't they even have the qualifications to be alive?"

Miyano Hiroshi shrank his mouth and said coldly: "I don't know what Miyano Jishi you are talking about. Besides, that's history. What is the truth of history? We don't know. In the past few generations, who remembers history? ? We are only talking about Guoyi and music now."

"Okay, let's talk about playing games and music." Wang Jie smiled and said, "What? Is it Go first, or Pipa first?"

Miyano Hiroshi smiled gloomily: "IMHO, art really has a lot to do with birth. Think about it, do people who don’t have enough food have the heart to love art? So, I’ll simply play with you, let’s How about playing the pipa while playing against each other? Anyway, you will eventually lose."

"Either side?" Chu Guoxiong frowned, "This pipa requires both hands to play, but the game also requires hands and hands. Moreover, it requires brain power. How to compare?"

Miyano Yoichi said lightly: "Chairman Chu, this is not a difficult thing. In my hometown, Guoyi is something every child knows. For Pipa, I have already been so proficient and have music scores in my heart. I just don't know you. This...what director, dare you to have fun, just for fun."

This is obviously a dazzling skill, deliberately difficult. Chu Guoxiong has the heart to relieve Wang Jie. Unexpectedly, Wang Jie smiled faintly and took the initiative to say: "Playing games is a game we played badly in the Spring and Autumn Period. It’s not difficult to even clean the bathroom! One mind and two uses are too pediatric. Let’s just take a big three yuan, while playing the pipa while playing against each other, how about everybody chanting a song with things? Poetry and Songs Anything."

Chu Qian smiled and opened her mouth: "This is good and interesting. Since ancient times, there must be songs when there is a song. I don't know if Prince Miyano can have fun with everyone."

Miyano Yoichi originally thought that Wang Jie could be scared off, and then he was humiliating Wang Jie, but he did not expect that Wang Jie not only accepted it, but also increased the difficulty. Fortunately, I have a lot of poems, and I should be able to cope with it. As for this surname Wang, he doesn't seem to be a capable person anyway, and 80% thinks that he can scare him away by doing a "big three yuan".

"Okay, it's up to you!" Miyano sneered: "Since the game, you have to win or lose, so it's better to find three referees. Two wins in three games, there is a small penalty for those who lose in the end.

"How to punish?" Chu Guoxiong frowned and said, "It's better not to hurt peace."

Miyano Hiro said, "Don't worry, no. I heard that you like watching strippers very much. If Brother Wang loses, just imitate a paragraph. How about pure entertainment for everyone? Haha!"

"Okay, for the same reason, if you lose, then paint your face white and jump into the Pure Land of Bliss like a geisha?" When Wang Jie said this, people around him suddenly laughed as they imagined the scene.

Miyano's face was cold and confident, and said: "Don't worry, I won't lose..."

In the game, winning or losing is determined, naturally, no referee is needed; but for Pipa and poetry, someone has to decide whether to win or lose.

Soon, in the grand gathering, two referees were elected. In order to show fairness, one is a national of Z and the other is a national of R.

The judge of R country is an old man. Hearing Chu Qian introduced that this person is the chairman of Han culture in Zonggu area, and he is a complete fan of the Z culture. What worries Wang Jie is not this old man, but the other country Z referee. This guy is not someone else, but a deputy dean of the Yuncheng Conservatory of Music. Wang Jie is very familiar with this person. At the beginning of the Yuncheng Grand Theater, there was this person among the few old guys who criticized him. He was still the teacher of Ouyang Han...

Obviously, the old man also recognized Wang Jie and smiled coldly towards Wang Jie.

But the gambling contract has already begun, and Wang Jie can only pray that this old man can enforce the law impartially and don't fool yourself.

Wang Jie and Miyano Yang each hold a lute and sit relatively firmly. Because they need to play, the game requires two other people to execute the game. Wang Jie and Miyano Yang are responsible for the instructions, and the other person is responsible for the specific placement. As for the poems and songs, the host Chu Guoxiong will give the title during the process. When the game is over, the two will export as a chapter...

Before the start of this extraordinary test, it had already attracted the attention of everyone in Xihuangju. There were three or four hundred powerful people, all gathered in the hall, just to get a glimpse of winning or losing. However, in order to help Wang Jie keep a low profile as much as possible, Chu Qian ordered all onlookers not to take photos and videos, and no one was allowed to interrupt in the process.

"Let's get started!" Higashino Yang smiled slyly, and suddenly he fiddled with the strings, making the first noise.

Cang Sha...

With the sound of the music, Wang Jie heard it. This is a traditional lyrical piece adapted from homesickness, but it was renamed "Light of East Asia" in the 1930s and 1940s. It was that era. One of the favorite tunes of the performance can be regarded as a very encouraging piece of music.

This grandson's intentions can be imagined. Wang Jiesen smiled, tightened his eyebrows, and gently moved his slender hand, rubbing the waves, and the music went straight to the shed...

Everyone immediately moved in their hearts, this is "Ambush on Ten Sides".

Obviously, Wang Jie played this piece with ulterior motives. No matter how good his dream is, he will be defeated in this "ambush on all sides"...