Chapter 179: Xiaocheng Chaos (19th) [Please give me a monthly vote]
"Hey, look at the fiery red sun is a Shaobing..."
“It’s flat and round…”
Chen Tang is a person who can''t stop talking.
When she is interested, she will hum a few words that are unfamiliar to her. If the song cannot be made into a tune, the tune cannot be made into a tune. There is also a bad habit of modifying lyrics by mistake, and if you can''t continue singing, you will hum vaguely.
It’s unpleasant and unpleasant.
But she sang happily.
The only thing that is unhappy is probably praying for good.
"...Hey, you are like the rain in spring, the wind in summer, the apple in autumn, the fire in winter, burning my heart, hehe-baby burning my heart!" The boy in eleventh 12th, his voice is clearer and clearer, much sharper than that of a boy of the same age.
There is not loud, but it is extremely penetrating.
Qi Shan: “…”
Whenever Chen Xiaolangjun sang, he would complain that he had good ears and Wenxin added to the five senses, which led to him and Chen Tang clearly listening to what she sang. He couldn''t run away completely, so he could only grit his teeth and endure being poisoned.
He didn''t try to stop talking and saying anything.
Chen Tang took revenge with his backhand, doubled his voice and sang out of tune, and the lyrics became more vulgar and straightforward and passionate.
Naked [naked] hurt each other.
Pray for one thousand enemies to kill two thousand of them: "..."
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Chen Tang sang more and more vigorously.
Is it important to pray for good or not to be happy?
Not important, what matters is that she is happy.
As a result, she was extremely happy and sad...
Not long after going down the mountain, I met a team of escorting supplies, food and supplies, with about a thousand people. Although it is not large in scale, it is obviously a group of elite soldiers. The soldiers on both sides are always alert to the surrounding situation, and the eyes are often smooth.
Each of the baggage trucks was loaded.
Chen Tang''s heart thumped, and he lowered his eyelids, preparing to flash to the roadside with Qishan and give up the road.
Just after walking for less than two steps, someone came on a horse. Seeing his clothes and dressing, I guess he still has a big and small position in the army. It may not be enough to put it in the military camp, but it is enough to attack ordinary people with heavy blows, domineering, and showing off their style.
Chen Tang had no choice but to stop.
The man rode on the horse, rolling his whip and raising his eyebrows while slantingly looking at Chen Tang.
"Miss, is you the one who sings loudly just now?"
Chen Tang has removed the disguise of a scar-faced strong man and restored his original appearance. The sky is slightly dark, and the literary style is transparent, which is very easy to be ignored. So she became a "little lady" again.
Chen Tang was silent and replied: "It''s me."
Seeing this, Qi Shan took a step forward and prepared to block Chen Tang.
Unexpectedly, the soldier pointed his head at Qi Shan''s nose with a whip, and said impatiently and arrogantly: "Get out of the way! What does it have to do with you, a shabby and poor scholar when you are talking to this young lady?"
Pray·Sweet and poor scholar·Good: "..."
Chen Tang laughed out loud.
Bingtou said, "I''ll ask my wife to follow me."
Chen Tang thought about it and nodded in agreement.
She doesn''t agree.
Xiaocheng was surrounded by rebels, and it was obvious that it was impossible for him to come out to **** any food and supplies. The outfit of the soldier in front of him was the same as the rebels who went up the mountain to search the county magistrate of Yancheng, and his identity and position were about to emerge. If you refuse rashly, it will be a bad end.
However, she has a condition.
Chen Tang timidly grabbed Qi Shan''s sleeve, shrank his shoulders, and said softly: "Master Bing, can I go there too?"
Praying for goodness is like being struck by lightning, in a daze.
Chen Tang deliberately pinched his throat, which was less clear and refreshing, and more soft Wu dialect. If you close your eyes and don’t look at people, you will really think that the person you are talking to is a symbol of a girl’s home. But it was this thought that made him very terrified.
The soldier glanced at him and prayed for good.
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They were taken by the soldiers to the immediate boss who was responsible for escorting food and grass. Chen Tang initially thought he would see a fat middle-aged man with big heads, big ears or sharp-mouthed cheeks. When he saw the young man sitting in the baggage truck, he realized that he was thinking too much.
Although this world is very chaotic, it is really a paradise for Yan Gou, especially literary scholars and brave warriors. The people Chen Tang saw at the moment have the most correct facial features and temperament - even if they look ordinary, they are definitely not ugly.
The youth in front of you has nothing to do with this word.
The young man wore a dark and strong suit, tied his long hair into many small braids, and then tied it up with his hair crown. Chen Tang''s gaze moves upwards - probably young people rarely stay up late, their hair is not tight, their long hair is too long and black, and their hairline is not dangerous.
The style of dressing is not like the remnants of Xin Kingdom, but it has a somewhat alien style. The sleeves were narrowly closed, wearing a pair of iron armored wrist guards with ferocious snake patterns, and a shoulder armor on one side of the shoulders, and a skirt armor hung around the waist. I don’t know where the other armor parts went.
At this time, he was sitting lazily on piles of supplies and food, holding a dog-tail grass in his mouth, stretching his neck to look in the direction Chen Tang came. He grows tall and sits tall. The soldier stepped forward and replied: "Boss, I have brought it to you. What do you think of the solution?"
Chen Tang: “…”
No, it’s illegal to sing?
Qi Shan rolled his eyes secretly—
Look, the rebels could not bear the poison of Chen Xiaolangjun''s demonic sound and were ready to "preside over justice".
The young man''s Yayan spoke with a strong accent and was not very skillful. He asked Chen Tang: "Is it the one you sing just now?"
Chen Tang said, "Yes."
Qi Shan was about to hear the young man get angry, but who knew that the young man didn''t do anything to play the cards. The black and divine eyes suddenly lit up and sincerely praised: "The sound of nature! Mama, you sang so well!"
Qi Shan: “…”
Chen Mama Xidangma Tang: “…”
This is her such a big son falling from the sky?
When they meet, someone called him a mother. Even though Chen Tang likes to be a father, he feels a little embarrassed and helpless now.
She smiled awkwardly and politely.
"Where are there...sing it so carelessly. Just praise me, don''t be so enthusiastic about ''mom''..."
Qi Shan''s mouth twitched: "…I call you little lady."
I didn’t recognize my mother when I first met.
When he was young, he traveled with friends.
The two of them travel together, climbing mountains and wading everywhere.
If you recognize it correctly, the youth should be a special group near the border of Geng Kingdom. It is said that hundreds of years ago, my ancestors were tired of war and led their tribesmen to the mountains to live in seclusion. After hundreds of years of life, their living customs are very different from those of the outside world.
"Mama" is equal to "little lady", calling the little girl.
As for the aesthetics of singing—
emmm…
There are all problems in this clan, which is not uncommon.
Chen Tang: “…Oh.”
The young man warmly invited Chen Tang to accompany him to facilitate exchanges and exchanges of singing skills. An official next to him wanted to speak but stopped, as if he wanted to come forward to persuade the young man not to let strangers approach the baggage and food team, but he didn''t know what he was afraid of and took back the steps he took.
The young man pointed enthusiastically at the baggage truck next door.
"Mama, you sit here."
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??There is only one update, and I will make it up tomorrow (I have not completed the 3,000-word investment node for 30 consecutive days since the book was opened. I am really sorry for the trust of all investors)
??Tang Mei’s lyrics are adapted from "Love Song".
??【Then yesterday’s chat】
??The character descriptions of "Quit Me" and "The Empress" are different. "The Empress" can use the perspective of the live broadcast room audience to appropriately give keywords to remind readers of the characters who have been out of the market for a long time, so the information of each character can be fragmented and interspersed in different positions. There is no need to worry that readers will forget the character plot for a long time, because the barrage will remind you (it has to be admitted that it is also a reasonable way of hydrology).
But "Retreat Me" is different. The perspective is the normal third perspective, and there is no barrage of commentary reminder from the audience. In the serialized articles destined to be long and numerous characters, the character information is too fragmented and not appearing for a long time, and readers are likely to forget this character (I don’t deny that the master can create a profound character in just a few words. Even if the past few hundred thousand words can be remembered by readers, Shiitake mushrooms are obviously not such a contestant. The character is full and can only be improved through the background plot. Looking back now, barrage live broadcast is actually quite pleasing).
??Because of these considerations, Shiitake Mushroom was exploring to change the narrative method, so at Qishan''s home court, it was inevitable that he would slow down the pace and try to further improve his background story. At present, it seems that it is not very successful (thanks to the readers of the previous chapter for their support, but the rhythm is indeed a problem, and the number of chapters in each chapter can explain the problem).
I will try to adjust both ways.
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(This chapter ends)