The Mighty Little Shennong

Everyone's faces showed strange expressions, and Zhu Danyan was the first to retort: ​​"You are a farmer who barely graduated from high school. The first time you saw me, you didn't even know me as Zhu Danyan? It can be seen that you When it comes to entertainment and music, you have mastered nine. You can write lyrics and compose music? If you say you can kill pigs, you are the champion of pig killing, I still believe it.”

Seeing that Zhu Danyan said something interesting, everyone burst into laughter, laughing all the way, and laughing backwards and forwards.

Zhang Bin's nose is crooked with anger. In Zhu Danyan's eyes, he is such an image. At best, he is the champion of killing pigs? How does this work? She has to change her impression, such as letting her know about my magical means and magical abilities, otherwise, it's no wonder she doesn't cuckold me one day.

"I really don't know how to kill pigs, and I've never killed them before. I don't like to brag. I know what I know, and I don't know if I don't know. I won't talk big." Zhang Bin said angrily. A guitar appeared in his hand, and the guitar was one of the items he obtained from the American a few days ago.

Because now he still enters the virtual space made by Tutu every night to study and practice.

A night is still a long time, seven hours at worst.

Therefore, in addition to cultivation, he spent the rest of his time learning various skills.

Learning various skills is to cultivate his own sentiments and improve his self-cultivation. Only by improving his morality can he better understand the sense of heaven and man, and can break through the bottleneck faster, which is of great help to his cultivation.

Well, most of the above is a lie, the real reason is that mastering various skills can pretend to be tricked and pick up girls.

So, guitar is one of the skills he learned.

Although he has not yet reached the realm of a master, he is only a little short of it.

In Tutu's words, Zhang Bin is currently the best person on earth to talk about guitars, and no one is better than him.

The reason for such rapid progress is not only that Zhang Bin is also talented in music, but also because he used his long anger to stimulate the nervous system of his fingers and arms, and his hand speed is much faster than that of ordinary people.

And whether it's a piano or a guitar, it all depends on the fingers.

Therefore, Zhang Bin learns the skills of playing, and gets twice the result with half the effort.

"Yo... Our great musicians are going to play and sing their own Divine Comedy, everyone will appreciate it." Zhu Danyan said jokingly.

"Then I'd better cover my ears, I feel that it might burst my eardrums." Ma Rufei quickly blocked his ears with two fingers, a look of horror on his face, "It is said that you can play with infuriating qi. Murderer."

And Chen Chaoyue and Zhang Haijun also had a look of fear and retreated again and again.

As for Mi Yiyao, she tilted her head, looked at Zhang Bin, and asked suspiciously, "You really know how to play guitar?"

"He can play the guitar, and I'll eat the guitar."

Since Zhu Danyan spent a night with Zhang Bin in the cave, she also took the time to investigate Zhang Bin secretly, and Su Man was her spy.

Therefore, her understanding of Zhang Bin is not comparable to that of ordinary people, not even Ma Rufei.

Especially for Zhang Bin's growth trajectory to know clearly.

It is natural to know that Zhang Bin is musically blind and has never played music.

She even suspected that Zhang Bin didn't even know the guitar, let alone play it.

That's why she said so.

"How is it possible that you can measure the magic of my brother? Oh... who can understand my loneliness?" Zhang Bin was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Extreme music flowed out.

Like the rushing stream, so cheerful, like the chirping of birds in the morning, so crisp, when it is vigorous, it is like the sea at high tide, continuous and unstoppable, when it is soothing, it is like the smoke on the trees, rising slowly , if any.

Just a moment.

It builds a wonderful and endless music world.

At this moment, the birds on the mountain stopped chirping, the buzzing bees stopped flying, the white clouds in the sky stopped, and swarms of butterflies swarmed, spread their wings, and danced around Zhang Bin.

The sarcasm on the faces of the two beauties had long since disappeared, replaced by shock, unprecedented shock, and immediately moved, unprecedented.

Because the two of them can be said to play music. They have been dealing with music for half their lives, and their research on music has reached a very deep level. Their ability to appreciate is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

However, they had never heard such a beautiful and beautiful guitar sound.

Just kidding, which guitar player can make butterflies dance?

Therefore, they were shocked, moved, and moved like never before. The goose bumps on their skins went away and disappeared again. They fell into a magical world and could no longer extricate themselves.

The three Doubi who had retreated too far stopped abruptly, their eyes widened to the limit, and they stared at the group of dancing butterflies with disbelief written on their faces.

Ma Rufei's fingers that blocked his ears couldn't help loosening, and the wonderful and endless music also gurgled in.

He was deeply lost, stood there dumbfounded, and turned into a wood-plastic clay sculpture.

Immediately, Zhang Bin began to sing loudly, "My love is grass, it grows in any corner of your body, it is crisp and vigorous, I believe it will never grow old... My love is grass, the autumn wind is coming, The green grass is withered and yellow. I hugged tightly, for fear that the autumn wind would blow me away... My love is grass, when winter comes, the grass is gone, only the cold snow, a vast expanse. Please believe me, I never leave , please believe that love will come again. When the spring breeze blows, the grass will be green all over the world... oh oh, please believe that I never left, please believe that love will come again, wait for the spring breeze to blow , the grass will be green all over the world..."

This song is called My Love is Grass, and it comes from Xuanwuxing. Zhang Bin asked Gauss to send over 80,000 years of classic songs from Xuanwuxing.

This song is one of them.

Because it is rich in philosophy, full of affection, and the song is lingering and sad, this song is particularly moving.

Zhang Bin likes this song very much.

Therefore, it was adapted in Chinese language.

The singing is also extremely beautiful and beautiful.

After the song was finished, the elegant butterfly was still reluctant to leave, and was still hovering over Zhang Bin's head.

The tears of the two beauties flowed out, as if they saw a woman's unswerving love, and seemed to feel the endless power of love.

As for the three funny ratios, they all shouted in shock in their hearts: "Oh my God, this is so handsome, this guitar, this song, this song is unparalleled, it's used to pick up girls, what kind of beauty can resist?"