History chat group: I just want to make money

What a man says is like water thrown out and cannot be taken back. Now that he has said it, then Lee Seung-kyu will simply be bold.

"Sister Na, are you still there?"

I sent a private message to Sister Na, thinking that since she is still in the music school, it shouldn’t be too difficult to borrow a guitar.

Soon, Sister Na replied.

"What's wrong, Xiaojiu?"

"Sister Na, can you get me a guitar?"

"Guitar? What? Do you want to hold a concert in ancient times?"

"Haha, I think the locals may not accept this."

"Ha, okay, sister, I'll lend you one. There aren't many other musical instruments here."

"Thank you, Sister Na."

"Why are you so polite?"

The two chatted briefly, and then Sister Na went to find him a guitar.

Li Chengjiu closed the chat software in his mind and then brought his consciousness back to reality again.

At this time, the girl Lian'er in the pavilion ended her song, which made the poem even more sophisticated.

Some people in the group were already wiping away tears.

Soon, the second song followed. This time she changed the tune, but it was still as good as before.

Li Chengjiu closed his eyes, enjoying the beauty of the tone, while Jia Youcai behind him, although he couldn't understand the words, was still moved by the singing, making him shake his head.

But before I sang the song halfway, there was another "ding" in my head.

Li Chengjiu opened his eyes suddenly, Sister Na was very fast.

I was afraid that it would be inconvenient to receive documents here, so I whispered hello to a few people, claiming that I wanted to go and have a rest.

Of course, the words were not so vulgar and everyone understood what they meant.

I left the crowd and turned to a deserted place before receiving the guitar.

I thanked Sister Yuna and then started to tune the piano.

I have to say, the stuff from this conservatory is really high-end. This guitar has low frets, wide box, and a pleasant color. It’s really a good guitar.

He happily threw it on his shoulders and turned back to the crowd.

At this time, Miss Lian'er had just finished singing the third verse. When she saw the prince squeezed in from the crowd carrying something unknown, she was surprised.

Not only her, but everyone onlookers also cast suspicious glances.

"What is the prince carrying? Why do you feel like you want to play an instrument?"

"That's right, there are still strings."

"It doesn't look like a three-stringed string. There seem to be six strings on it, right?"

"Is this a six-stringed string? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"You think you're the only one who hasn't seen it? I haven't seen it either."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"..."

A group of people were talking quietly, and Jia Youcai also frowned, "What is this? Where did you get it? Did you pick it up when you went to the toilet?"

Li Chengjiu said angrily: "You know nothing, step aside."

Jia Youcai felt unhappy every time he heard the words "you know nothing".

He hasn't heard anything else these days. He has heard this sentence several times. If you don't say it, then how do I know that I know nothing?

The three women on the side also tilted their heads and didn't know why.

Xiaozhu whispered, "Your Majesty, is this an instrument?"

Li Chengjiu smiled and nodded, "I will show you my skills later."

When Xiao Wanwen heard this, her big eyes flickered. She didn't expect that the prince could also sing, just like her.

But I want to ask if Lee Seung-koo can play and sing by himself?

Don't ask, just ask because you have learned it before.

Back then, in order to win over a senior girl, he tightened his belt and bought a guitar. Later, he didn't even attend classes and practiced like crazy in the dormitory for eight hours a day.

After three years, my piano skills have improved, and I finally mustered up the courage to show off my singing voice downstairs in someone else's dormitory.

However, they graduated.

Li Chengjiu calculated his mother's date wrongly.

Of course, it’s okay not to mention these old memories. Since he has such a skill, it would be really embarrassing for the senior lady if he didn’t show it.

Seeing that Miss Lian'er had finished her last note, he picked up the guitar in his hand and walked into the pavilion again.

"Miss Lian'er, I won't talk too much about you. Your piano skills and singing voice are really amazing. I feel a little itchy when I listen to them. So I also want to show off my talent. I wonder if the girl can do it.

Can you please let me play a song as a favor?"

Miss Lian'er was a little shocked when she heard this.

The prince wants to sing? This is a new thing.

Putting aside whether he was a prince or not, she had never seen a man sing before.

Somewhat curious and expectant, he quickly stood up and gave up his seat and said: "Your Majesty, you are laughing. My little girl only knows a little about piano skills. Your Majesty, please."

Li Chengjiu chuckled, "Hey, if you understand a little bit, no one in the world will understand."

After hearing this, Miss Lian'er blushed.

This was the first time she heard such high praise.

Feeling happy in her heart, she pinched her sleeves and wiped the stone bench she had just sat on before taking a few steps back to make way for the prince.

Li Chengjiu smiled and nodded, and sat down on the stone bench without being polite.

The crowd of onlookers was furious again.

"No way? Your Majesty really wants to sing?"

"The lyrics you just wrote have shocked me. Prince, please don't destroy your image in my heart!"

"Just let me calm down, this is not true."

"Hey, just now you were not optimistic about Wang Ye's lyrics, but now I am even more convinced that Wang Ye can sing well."

"This is reasonable, and I fully support the prince."

"Ah, please don't punch me in the heart again."

"..."

The discussion was a bit loud, but Xiaozhu glanced at those who said bad things from time to time.

During this period, her fear of the prince gradually turned into admiration, which is obvious to all. Now, she is definitely the prince's first-class loyal fan.

Not only her, but Jia Youcai was also screaming with excitement.

The noise around her had long since disappeared from Xiaowan's ears, and in her eyes, only the handsome man in the pavilion remained.

Not talking about them, Liu Muqing also frowned, feeling a little more hopeful in his heart.

Li Chengjiu squeezed the pick in his hand and took a deep breath.

Thinking back to the alley he once lived in, the night lights in Sijiucheng, and the scene of the old men playing chess at the intersection, closing his eyes was the feeling in his heart.

Finally, he plucked the strings in his hand and after a simple prelude, Li Chengjiu spoke.

[It wasn’t just the wine last night that made me shed tears.

It's not just your tenderness that makes me reluctant to leave you.

How long do we have to walk? Hold my hand tightly.

What makes me feel embarrassed is struggle and freedom.

The separation is always in October, and the memories are the sorrow of longing.

The tender green weeping willows in late autumn kiss my forehead.

In that rainy little town, I never forgot you.

Jiang Li, the only one I can’t take away is you.

Take a walk with me on the streets of Jiangli, oh...

It doesn't stop until all the lights go out.

You will hold my sleeves, and I will put my hands in my trouser pockets.

Walk to the end of the city street and sit at the door of the tavern.】

…

Lang Lang spoke with a magnetic voice, and a song "Chengdu" slightly adapted by him slowly floated into everyone's ears.

The tune is melodious and the words are straightforward.

Everyone's eyes widened. It turns out that the song can still be sung like this?

Especially the girl Lian'er standing aside and Xiaowan and Liu Muqing in the crowd. The three of them have been singing songs for their whole lives, and this is the first time they are shocked by such a tune.

It felt like a door had opened in my heart.

A door to a new world.

Of course, Li Chengjiu didn't know what these people were thinking.

He was immersed in his own feelings and couldn't help himself.

Born in the imperial city and living in an alley, the song "Chengdu" is the most thorough expression of the feeling of missing my hometown.

As autumn entered in October, he suddenly arrived in Dayun.

Jiang Li is his final destination.

Whether he can accept it or not, it is the fact that he is no longer in the alley where he has to empty the urinal every morning.

Jiang Li.

My new home, Lee Seung-koo.