Chapter 160: Practicing the Suona 100,000 Progress Bars

Author: Up and down to ask for lock

Chapter 160: Practicing the Suona 100,000 Progress Bar

The stage has been set up in the Jincha City Gymnasium and will be performed tomorrow night. The program list is also advertised through various media such as Jincha City TV Station and Jincha City Daily. The time selected by the organizer is Labor Day, and many people are on vacation.

In addition to fans who bought expensive front-row tickets, some residents of Jincha City and surrounding cities also bought relatively cheap rear-row tickets to watch the fun.

Jincha City, which is usually a little deserted, suddenly became lively.

Whether it is a restaurant, a hotel, or a small vendor who sets up a stall, they are very happy. The business is so good and unprecedented. The old man who sells popcorn on the roadside is almost exhausted and can't move.

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The comment section of the poor Jincha Daily Douyin official account, which is usually deserted and has few likes, has also become very lively.

The invincible cute little fairy: "It's okay if you put the singer I like in the end to perform, why did you even make a suona performance? This is a fashionable music festival, not a old-fashioned rural drama stage."

Mr. Wang Er: "What's wrong with suona! I love listening to suona. I buy this ticket just to listen to suona. Those bands, Dididongdong, what's the point?"

The idol’s young follower: “You like to listen to yourself at home, don’t let the old suona pollute my brother’s stage.”

Specializing in fighting the big horse monkey > idol's little follower: "Look at that bear, brother? I kick you away."

Hai Kuotiankong: "It is indeed a bit inappropriate to perform suona at the music festival."

Uncle Wang Er>Hai Kuotian: "It's not suitable for your grandma to turn around!"

Haikuotiankong>Uncle Wang Er: "Why are you still cursing? Do you have any qualities?"

Uncle Wang Er > Hai Kuotiankong: "I will scold you, but I will not accept the one-on-one challenge."

With a strong curiosity, Wang Liang pulled back for a long time before he saw the last sentence of "Uncle Wang" and "The Sea and the Sky" spraying each other. Uncle Wang: "Don't be hired after you die."

, Ask a Western band to dance in front of your mourning shed.”

Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang Er was quite fashionable and actually knew how to dance, so Wang Liang couldn't help laughing.

The sky is vast and the sky doesn’t say anything anymore, probably something is wrong.

Regarding some people in the comment area who complained that Suona was old-fashioned and should not appear in fashionable music festivals, Wang Liang was too lazy to argue with them, and he had already contacted the organizer in the afternoon. He would perform on stage tomorrow night on behalf of Hu Youfu, and then these people would

I know the power of suona.

"Come on the face!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large basin was served on the table by Ying Zheng.

"Hehehe" Ying Zheng smiled and scratched his horns and said, "Oh, I accidentally did too much."

Zhang Dong rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "I was careless the day before yesterday, I was careless yesterday, but today I was careless today, when did you?" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ying Zheng, "

I can't even block your mouth? I'm so embarrassed to say, who is so idle that I'm so idle, and I'm connected with the treasure appraiser, but I led the enemy to my home and almost snatched away the treasure that Brother Liang finally got!"

"You you."

"You, you, you have made such a serious mistake and dare to talk back. Hurry up and eat your noodles."

As Ying Zheng spoke, he picked up three chopsticks of noodles in his bowl and scooped a large spoon of beef sauce.

Had supper.

Wang Liang came to the work area, raised his hands, treated the void as a suona, and blew it gently, and the loud sound was transmitted to all directions. The third uncle who was sitting in the guard room listening to storytelling was shocked, and the cigarette pot in his hand was shocked.

It fell to the ground and splashed a piece of Mars.

Zhang Dong and Ying Zheng ran around upstairs, chasing each other, fighting, and a loud sound disturbed Ying Zheng's motor nerves. They fell directly and ate shit, and Zhang Dong who was running in front laughed.

The front and back together.

Ying Zheng was about to curse people, but a melodious and soothing music suddenly penetrated into his mind, like a scoop of cold water, instantly extinguishing the anger in his heart and becoming very peaceful.

Zhang Dong's unrestrained laughter also stopped. He stood there and listened to the music, gradually fascinated.

During this period, the suona progress bar finally rose from [Suma: 99999/100000] to [Suma: 100000/100000], turning into a golden light and drilled into Wang Liang's mouth. Then, the cold electronic sound was

A sounded in my mind.

【Already a small success】

【Extended expansion of similar skills in the expansion】

As the electronic sound fell, a long row of golden progress bars appeared in front of Wang Liang's eyes instantly.

【Playing suona: 0/300000】

【Playing the flute: 0/10000】

【Play Erhu: 0/10000】

【Drum Beating: 0/10000】

【Play the guqin: 0/10000】

Looking at this long golden progress bar, Wang Liang was shocked, stared at his big eyes with his big eyes, and said to himself: "Nest! Niu B! It's worthy of being an advanced skill drawn from the lottery, but it actually has

The same type of skill expansion function would be perfect if the flying needle skill also had the expansion function, such as expanding the Li Xiao Fei Dao or something."

After talking to himself, Wang Liang raised his hands again, treated the void as a suona, and began to play the newly learned "Dream Return to Xianyou". He wanted to see what magic happens when he practiced the suona until he was a little successful.

Something about it.

The music, loud, melodious and fairy-like, spreads to the surroundings along the void.

In the guard room, the third uncle turned off the radio, lay on the bed, and was about to go to bed. The music I heard a few minutes ago appeared in my mind again, and it seemed to be more interesting. Listening to the music, I don’t know when the scene in front of me was

It has changed.

It has become a fairyland full of clouds, mountains, fog, and jade buildings.

And he was wandering around in the fairyland, very casual.

Zhang Dong also listened to the music and fell into a fairyland. He met several friends in the fairyland. He spent three or five years together, drank fairy tea, talked about fairy paths, strolled fairy mountains, and traveled to the fairy sea, and lived a more casual life.

Ying Zheng also listened to the music and entered the fairyland, but his fairyland was different from others. There was no fairy mountain, no sea of ​​clouds, no jade hall, only the Lingxiao Palace, looking at the Jade Emperor sitting in the Lingxiao Palace, shouting

He said: "Old Jade Emperor, hurry up and let the Western Buddha release Sun Wukong, otherwise I will use the star destroyer and bombard your broken treasure hall with one shot."

"Bold!" A man holding a giant tower in his hand walked out, stared at him with his big eyes, stared at him, and scolded, "Who is the monster? How dare you be arrogant in front of His Majesty? Where are the heavenly soldiers and generals?"

More than a dozen strong men wearing golden armor appeared instantly behind Tota's man.

"Take this monster and get into the prison"

"yes"

As soon as he finished speaking, two strong men in golden armor appeared on both sides of Ying Zheng in an instant. One of them grabbed one of his arms and pressed him to walk out of the hall. He was about to beg for mercy, but the picture in front of him changed and he appeared.

In a dark cave, there are a row of iron pillars as thick as arms at the entrance, and the distance between each iron pillar is only one finger wide.

Outside the cave is a vast sea of ​​clouds.

It's over!

Now that I have finished playing, I am really imprisoned in the heavenly prison.

Who can save me?

One day, two days, one year, two years, Ying Zheng sat at the entrance of the cave every day and stared blankly at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside. His heart was already dead, his eyes were calm without a trace of fluctuation, like an old man who had seen all the prosperity of the world.

After many years, familiar music suddenly sounded in my ears, and the iron pillars and sea of ​​clouds in front of me slowly dissipated and turned into computers, desks, and floors.

What happened just now?

Why do I feel like I have a long dream, very long and desperate?

Zhang Dong's life in the fairyland was also over. He looked at his phone blankly and murmured: "Why do I feel like I have just lived a completely different life than I am now?"

The third uncle also had this feeling, which reminded him of a story in the storytelling book, saying that a poor scholar had a dream and enjoyed all his wealth and glory in his dream until he died of old age and woke up, the porridge in the pot had not been cooked yet.

When he was familiar with it, he felt that he was the scholar now, but the scholar could remember the dream he had, but he couldn't remember it.

"Oh! I'm old, it's useless, and my memory is too bad." The third uncle sighed, covered it with a quilt, and went to bed.

The dream of returning to Xianyou ended, except for the progress bar that rose from [Suona: 0/300000] to [Suona: 1000/300000], there was no other change. Wang Liang returned home with deep doubts.

Lying on the bed, picking up your phone, opening the Haobao Mall, carefully selected it, bought a erhu, a flute, a guqin, and a medium-sized drum. I prepared to participate in the music festival and practice a big game

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Look at what magical things will happen if you practice the ten thousand progress bars of these instruments.

After buying things, I clicked on Qidian Bookstore and started reading a farming article I found recently. Although I have read countless farming articles, the routines in it are clear and I feel that I can write them, but Wang Liang still likes to read them.

Farming article.

I just like the feeling of slowly developing.

The problem now is that the author has updated too slowly, and only wrote two chapters a day is not enough to read. He silently calculated the time, 24 hours a day, except for 8 hours of sleep, cooking, eating, drinking water, two hours

, for two hours of leisure and entertainment, for 1 hour of washing and going to the toilet, and for a full 11 hours.

Give the author another hour of conception time, and there are still 10 hours.
To be continued...