ww.x.om In the stormy Yangzhou, there is an eight-story horse-drawn tower. This tower is a scenic spot in Yangzhou, and many tourists come here for sightseeing. On the walls of each floor, there are many ink marks, poems and lyrics written by literati and poets.
But now that the weather is bad, people climbing the tower are almost extinct.
At the top of the tower, Ye Junsheng sat cross-legged, his spiritual eyes opened, looking down at the state capital from a high position. Within sight, I could see countless people's thoughts swirling and rising. If you listen carefully, you can even hear countless voices, just like being in a vegetable market, with noisy voices and endless discussions.
"To be honest, nine out of ten people are complaining about this endless rainstorm; many of them are praying, hoping that the gods will bless them so that the heavy rain will stop soon and the sky will clear up after the rain.
Right now, the city god is not here. These popular opinions were not absorbed, but floated in the air, creating a state of chaos.
Chi!
The natal flying sword "Jiang Jinjiu" is eager to try. It is swimming in the soul very excitedly, as if it is going to break through the sky and take all this large amount of public opinion into its bag.
Feijian's excitement was instinctive, but Ye Junsheng knew that the stakes were very important, but he did not dare to leave his body easily.
"Master, master, I'm back, old pig."
The figure flashed, and the plump pig demon appeared. Look at the way it looks, covered in mud and dirty, as if it had rolled in a smelly ditch.
Ye Junsheng opened his eyes and asked: "How is the situation?"
The pig demon gasped and gasped: "It's not good, it's very bad!"
"explain."
"I went out of the city and walked along the river. I found that the evil spirit was soaring into the sky. The rivers were stirred up, and the waves were crashing on the shore. The embankments were in danger. I thought, could it be the great master of the water tribe who was making waves? I don¡¯t understand the nature of water, so I can¡¯t get into the river. I was about to get closer to observe, but I was hit by a wave. I almost got sucked into the water. Fortunately, I struggled hard and managed to escape, and I ran back quickly. . Master, look at that evil aura, it looks like the one you encounter in the mountains. Could it be that it comes specifically to bring bad luck to us?"
The pig demon was shocked and confused.
Ye Junsheng smiled bitterly.
"Ah, it's true, it's incredible. Master, let's leave quickly and take the young master with us to fly far away. Look at this battle, I dare say it will flood Yangzhou and destroy all life!"
The pig demon suddenly became timid.
Ye Junsheng sighed: "Since we are being targeted, how can we escape? I'm afraid we won't be able to escape."
The pig demon¡¯s eyes rolled wildly: ¡°If you don¡¯t give it a try, how will you know?¡±
Ye Junsheng rolled his eyes at him: "If we leave the city now, we might be playing into the opponent's hands."
"You mean he is guarding outside the city?"
Ye Junsheng nodded.
"Wow, no way, who is this god? He has such amazing abilities. Is he the god from Thirty-three Days who caught Brother Niu?"
Ye Junsheng grabbed its plump ears and said, "Hey, you're calling so loudly. Are you afraid that others won't hear you?"
¡°Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, sir, please be merciful!¡±
The pig demon grinned and cursed in his heart: In the past, only the young master pulled his ears, but he didn¡¯t expect that the master has learned and applied it now
Ye Junsheng let go and said: "Take it easy. In fact, the other party's main purpose is to target me. Therefore, it should be fine for you to leave the city now."
The pig demon immediately jumped up, as if its tail was stepped on. He shouted: "Master, what are you talking about? I am a loyal and courageous old pig, am I the kind of pig who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Don't mention this again, otherwise we will leave immediately!"
Hearing the contradictions in his words, Ye Junsheng felt angry and funny, but he could tell that the pig demon had indeed become loyal after experiencing hardships.
"Master, do you think we will die?"
¡°Let it be your fate.¡±
"ah¡¡"
The pig demon was speechless.
Ye Junsheng glanced at it and said slowly: "Only soldiers can stop it, and water and soil can cover it up. Fortunately, we still have support in the city."
The pig demon¡¯s eyes lit up: ¡°You mean the City God?¡±
Ye Junsheng shook his head: "The city god has run away."
"Ran?"
The pig demon jumped up again: "Are you mistaken? As the god of a city, he was scared away. What kind of god does this guy think he is? Why don't you abdicate and give it to me, the old pig Oh, what about you, the eldest man? .¡±
"Don't talk nonsense. The city god's retreat must be related to the talent competition. The literary spirit is too strong and the suppression is too great."
The pig demon was relieved, and then said with a bitter face:?Can we bring him back to take charge of the overall situation? "
"It's difficult."
Boom, the thunder in the gloomy sky began to sound again. On the top of the tower, one person and one pig were speechless.
Wind and rain are a climatic problem. Although it causes a lot of inconvenience, many things should be done as scheduled.
For example: the second unit of the competition for the best talent in the world, music.
"Happiness" itself is one of the six arts. It is not unusual to be included in the competition unit. Compared with "ritual", it is naturally more competitive. In the sage's writings, the original meaning of music refers to the six music and dances of Yunmen Dajuan, Xianchi, Dashao, Daxia, Daxi, and Dawu. But as times change and progress occurs, the norms begin to be broken and are no longer so rigorous.
The meaning of music has been greatly expanded, and talents on various musical instruments have been included, and they can all be called "music".
The "Music" section of the talent competition is very inclusive, allowing all talents to show off their skills, including those who play the piano, the erhu, and the flute The form is very free, and you can also sing while playing.
Therefore, the launch of this unit can be called the most lively scene of the competition.
Because a group of people were eliminated in the calligraphy competition of the first unit, when it was the turn of the music unit, the number of people decreased.
The layout and facilities of the square were adjusted accordingly, and a performance stage and other things were added. When it was the talent's turn, he went on stage. There were a lot of people off the field, including the judges.
??Blowing bamboo and playing silk, high mountains and flowing water, for a while, the music was colorful and beautiful, and everyone was fascinated by it.
It was Ye Jun¡¯s turn to give birth.
Seeing him bring that novel gadget onto the stage, Li Yifeng and Huang Yuanqi in the audience looked at each other, clapped their hands on their foreheads, and almost shouted "Oh my god".
I really didn¡¯t expect that Ye Junsheng would actually engage in this kind of thing called ¡°Western percussion¡± in the exact competition unit. Wouldn¡¯t this cost people¡¯s lives?
Something bad is happening!
"The pleasure of a gentleman is to speak eloquently, to be humble and meek. If you bang ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pang-pong-pang-pang-pang-pang approach, it will not give out heart attacks to all the judges."
I thought that Ye Junsheng¡¯s demonstration that day was just a joke, but how could I have expected that he would actually be so elegant?
Over there, Mr. Gu Xuezheng also opened his eyes wide. Li Yifeng had also mentioned this before, saying that the rhythm unit is Ye Junsheng's weakest joint and the most dangerous. If he is not careful, he will be eliminated. He is undoubtedly asking for trouble when he brings out this set of self-made Western percussion music in front of him. Who knows how to appreciate it?
It¡¯s over, it seems that Ye Junsheng¡¯s road to competition is over.
For a time, the joy of winning the first place in the calligraphy unit was like being blown away by wind and rain and turned into ashes.