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Chapter 358 Mr. Zhu¡¯s Thoughts

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    As for He Changxing and Sun Qi, they went directly to the market to purchase some supplies needed by the Mongolian Ancient City.

    At the same time, Sun Qi also began to contact some people on the local black market.  After all, there are some supplies that can only be purchased on the black market.

    Such as gasoline, diesel, guns and ammunition, other weapons, and even generators.  These are what Xia Yang urgently needs.

    Xia Yang adheres to the same principle no matter what he buys now.  That's something that can be bought with oceans, and you definitely don't need merit points to buy it.

    As evening fell, Xia Yang walked towards the Liu Family Theater.

    The number of pedestrians on the street gradually became sparse, and Japanese soldiers on patrol could be seen walking in the middle of the street.  The pedestrians nearby stayed away.

    These Japanese soldiers are moody and have explosive personalities.  If I don't like you, I'll shoot you. You won't have anywhere to complain.

    There is only a gap left in the gate of the Liu Family Theater.

    Xia Yang poked his head and looked through the gap in the door.

    Just as he poked his head in, he felt something suddenly poked out of the door.  The two people's heads collided in the middle of the two gates.

    Then Xia Yang heard a delicate voice coming from in front of him.

    Xia Yang rubbed his head, lowered his head and took a look, only to find that the person was none other than Mr. Nanzhu who invited him over.

    "It hurts! Are you okay?" Nan Zhujun said softly, and then she raised her head and saw Xia Yang with a smile on his face.

    Mr. Nanzhu, who was still frowning, saw that he was actually meeting Xia Yang. His cheeks immediately turned red with a shy smile.

    "Master He, why are you here so early!" Mr. Nanzhu calmed down his excitement and asked in a light tone.

    Xia Yang took a step back, then looked at Mr. Nan Zhu, who was a head shorter than himself, and said, "It's never too early to come see Mr. Nan."

    Hearing Xia Yang¡¯s words, Mr. Nanzhu was even more delighted.  She bowed slightly and said, "Master He, please come inside! I will only sing for you in today's play."

    Xia Yang laughed, and then followed Mr. Nanzhu to the theater.

    He asked on the way: "Mr. Zhu, I wonder what kind of opera you want to sing for me tonight?"

    Hearing Xia Yang call him no longer using his surname and appearing more intimate, Mr. Nanzhu's heart beat slightly wildly and his body froze slightly.

    "YouMaster He, what did you call me just now?" Mr. Nanzhu lowered his head and asked.

    Xia Yang said as he walked: "Mr. Zhu, don't you like it? If you don't like it, then I'll call you Mr. Nan!"

    Mr. Nanzhu immediately shook his head and said: "No, this is a very good title. Mr. Zhu likes this title very much."

    With that said, she walked to the stage.

    At this time, the lights on the stage were on, just for her alone.

    Xia Yang sat in the front row, drank a cup of tea on the table, and then began to listen to the play seriously.

    The song Nan Zhujun sang this time was "The Peach Blossom Fan" by Kong Shangren

    She danced like an elf on the stage, with her long sleeves flying like a willow in the spring breeze.  She sang with that melodious and plaintive voice, and soon her voice became passionate and sincere. The emotional transformation in this was originally a very subtle thing.

    "But Xia Yang could hear it clearly. He actually knew nothing about Kun Opera.  But when these songs were sung by Mr. Nanzhu, he could clearly feel what emotions Mr. Nanzhu was expressing.

    It's like Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi. When Yu Boya plays "High Mountain", Zhong Ziqi will say, "The mountains are as tall as Mount Tai."  "

    After Zhong Ziqi's death, Bo Ya suffered from heartache and lost his voice. From then on, he lost his string and never played anything again.

    "There is a sloping road with bamboo towers, and Wang Sunchu drives Fu Ping's chariot. The green stream is full of catkins, not as good as the peach and plum blossoms in the east wind."

    Mr. Nanzhu sang this poem in a low voice, which was a poem from "The Peach Blossom Fan".

    Xia Yang was shocked when he heard this.  Because this time, he heard endless affection from this poem.

    "The green stream is full of catkin trees, not as good as the peach and plum blossoms in the east wind!" Xia Yang recited this poem silently, but he thought of another poem in his heart.

    That was written by Yuan Zhen, who said, "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to deal with, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. Take the flower bush laziness"Gu, half is destined to practice Taoism and half is destined to be king.  "

    Hearing this, Xia Yang looked at Mr. Nanzhu with complicated eyes.

    Xia Yang clearly understands this woman's thoughts.  But he couldn't accept it and couldn't accept it.

    They may become very good friends, but they will never make it to the end.  Xia Yang already has Dai Caixi in his heart. The girl is still in Jinling City at this time, and may have left the place that is about to become a purgatory on earth and gone to another place.

    What's more, Nanzhu-kun is still Japanese, and her sister is Matsubara Yuko, an officer in the Japanese Special High School.  This level of identity destined Xia Yang and Nanzhu Jun not to be together.

    Looking at the woman on the stage, Xia Yang suddenly felt distressed.

    "Does it sound good?" Nan Zhujun's voice came to Xia Yang's ears.

    Xia Yang came back to his senses at this time and saw that Nanzhu Jun had walked off the stage and came to his side at some point.

    "It sounds good, it sounds good, the green stream is full of catkin trees, not as good as Dongfeng peach and plum blossoms." Xia Yang nodded.

    Mr. Nanzhu smiled faintly, and then said: "Then I wonder if it would be convenient for Master He to send me back."

    Xia Yang asked strangely: "Isn't your sister coming to pick you up today?"

    Mr. Nanzhu shook his head and said: "Sister is busy these days and doesn't have time to pick me up. If if it's inconvenient for Master He, then I won't trouble you. I can go back by myself."

    Xia Yang smiled and said: "Of course it is convenient, but before that, I want to give you a gift. It is said that it costs a lot of money to listen to Zhujun you sing a song. I have listened to it alone several times, of course it cannot be in vain.  !¡±

    Mr. Nan Zhu smiled calmly and said: "Then I wonder what kind of gift Master He wants to give Mr. Zhu? If it is too expensive a gift, Mr. Zhu will not want it."

    "It's not an expensive gift." Xia Yang said, "It's just the Walkman I sold to those people before, but this one for you is more special."

    Xia Yang said, then sent a walkman and charger to Mr. Nanzhu.

    Seeing the exquisite and compact Walkman, Mr. Nanzhu seemed to suddenly think of something, and then waved his hands and said: " Mr. Zhu can't have this. Mr. Zhu saw it in the newspaper. It is a very expensive thing. Those noble people, but  I spent a lot of money to buy it.¡±

    Xia Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhu. My business is very profitable. This gadget is rare, and it's actually not expensive. There are many songs in it, which are much better than listening to records." (Note  Please visit our website: www.hlnovel.com
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