The First Family of Tang Dynasty

When a group of teachers came to the office area after class, they heard the sound of music with a strong sense of rhythm.

One and the other both forced the ground to look at each other in a daze. What the **** did this mean?

As a Tai Le Ling, Zhang Wenchang has a strong musical talent and a natural rhythm.

The first time I listened to this rhythmic music, I almost subconsciously stepped up and twisted my hips.

Fortunately, he woke up in time, and in time controlled the body that almost swayed with the rhythm.

This kind of weird music is too easy to get on top.

"Ms. Wang, this seems to be passed from the office of your phonology department." Zu Guang pointed at that side with a dazed expression.

"Could it be that Teacher Deng's inspired new composition failed?"

Wang Wenchang shook his head. "Wang really doesn't know..."

After dropping such a sentence, Wang Wenchao lifted his front and walked away quickly, and the teachers also strode away with the former Wang Wenchang.

With little effort, I saw a weird picture, surrounded by a group of Jiading guards and others outside the office.

At this moment, they were shaking their heads there with the rhythm of this music, and even some people's whole bodies were shaking.

When Wang Wenchang squeezed away the crowd and squeezed in, he saw a picture that made his eyes bulge like big-eyed goldfish.

Deng Youren is playing the pipa, Deng Chengxin is playing the flute, Cheng Sanlang is holding a tambourine, and Fang Jun and Li Ke next to him are swaying to the rhythm.

One looked like a wild boar scratching it, and the other looked like a fox with hemorrhoids in its eyes.

The music continues, like a magical sound, that simple and cheerful melody.

And that very rhythmic rhythm makes this a small concert hall.

From "Lotus Pond Moonlight" to "Can't afford to hurt", from "Drunken Butterfly" to "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style", and finally ended with "Little Apple".

When Cheng Chubi put down the tambourine, he looked back at the door and saw a crowd of people crowded outside the door. He couldn't help but stay in a daze.

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Finally, with the end of the performance, this office finally restored peace again

"These... why are these rhythms so fast, and it feels like..."

Wang Wenchang made two gestures, and he didn't know how to describe this kind of weird ancient music, but after listening to it, he felt pretty good.

"It feels very good, right?" Cheng Chubi simply commented on the words of later generations.

Li Ke couldn't help but nodded deeply, and looked at this brother Chu Bi, who didn't know how long his brain grew up, as if he was appreciating a miracle.

"Yes, yes, brother Chubi, you are right, but it feels very upright and can't stop at all."

Whether it's the "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond" or the following songs, the rhythm is very lively and lively.

The kind that makes people feel weak without twisting twice.

"But this kind of music, it feels, is not suitable for performing on a formal occasion, right?"

Hearing this comment from Teacher Zu Guang on the side, Cheng Chubi directly hehehe.

The magic is not suitable for performing on a regular occasion, which means you want to use this kind of rhythm to accompany it in the middle of the night?

However, for the unity of the teaching team, Cheng Chubi did not casually bluff, but patiently explained.

"This kind of tune, called the square dance divine tune, is specially used to exercise and improve physical fitness."

"This tune needs to be danced?" Li Ke squinted and squinted. He always felt that this sense of rhythm made him unable to believe how to dance besides standing still and shaking.

"That's natural and not worthy of dancing. Wouldn't such a piece of music be wasted?"

Cheng Chubi hesitated, and then began to talk to Wang Wenchang and Deng Youren.

"Nowadays, our Tai Le Department knows that there are not many noted scores. If there are not many, then only the two of you will help to change these scores into gong chi scores."

"It's best if you can play two or three instruments..."

Although it is not clear how this Cheng Taichang intends to use it, since it was ordered by the immediate boss, they can only stand up and accept it.

In addition, the novel app I am using recently, [\\mi\\mi\\reading\\app\\\\] Android and Apple phones support it!

These music will be made into scores suitable for two to three instruments as soon as possible.

But soon, Deng Youren took the copy of "Little Apple" and handed it over.

"Principal, why are there any words under this?"

"Oh, this is the lyrics, it seems that I forgot yesterday, you will just follow it."

Li Ke stretched out his hand and took the notation of "Little Apple" and saw the words on it.

"You are my little apple... Brother Chubi, how do you sing this?"

"You are my little apple, it's such a tune, you have to be willing to learn it later, and I will sing it to you again."

Cheng Chubi glanced at the sky outside, and it was time to return to the city. He had to go to the palace again to check on Yuwen.

Cheng Chubi had an addiction, but at the same time he realized that there were many shortcomings.

For example, in this era, there is only the pipa, no guitar, no sand hammer, and a lot of instruments are missing.

Forget it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I just want to give those middle-aged and elderly women happy in the middle and later part of their lives.

Besides, Mahjong should be on the agenda.

After all, when you are older, playing mahjong can not only exercise your brain power, increase your hands and grasp, but also prevent and delay the occurrence of Alzheimer's.

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In the early morning, when the sky was brightening, the door of the old house's house had been knocked loudly.

Fangfu Jiading, who pulled his face open, opened the side door of the mansion door, and his eyes widened.

"His Royal Highness, what are you..."

"Haha, the king saw that the weather was quite good today, so he came here specially, wanting to find Brother Jun for a stroll."

At this moment, I had just finished washing up, and then I came to the front hall and was about to have breakfast.

Fang Xuanling, who only went to the palace to participate in the court meeting after breakfast, heard the voice coming from the mansion gate, and couldn't help being a little confused.

Could it be that there is something urgent in the DPRK and it is impossible to find the old man.

Before Fang Xuanling could move, she saw a black line on her face and Fang Shen, the butler with a complicated expression, hurriedly walked towards this side.

"Fang Shen, what's the matter?"

"The villain has seen the lord, and the outside is His Royal Highness King Wu. He said that the weather is quite good today, so he came here to find the second son for a stroll."

Fang Xuanling raised his head subconsciously, looking at the bright sky, the whole person was not well.

Is that guy a night owl? When will I go for a stroll...

"Master, look..."

"Hey..." Fang Xuanling shook her head and waved her hand with a black line on her face.

"Okay, you go, the second son yells, let them these young people toss out on their own."

Fang Shen nodded and agreed, and ran quickly towards where his second son was.