C25

The saber was a lethal weapon.

In the domestic environment, the collection of knives was not likely to be hot, especially for some of the more exquisite military daggers. It was very difficult to obtain them.

Zhao An's fingers lightly caressed the blade of the saber, revealing a thin line of wound without the slightest hint of blood on it.

Seeing Zhao An's actions, Ma Shilong was slightly surprised. "You look like you know how to play."

Zhao An put away the dagger and asked, "How is it? The song I gave you?"

Ma Shilong immediately became excited. "Zhao An, I never knew you were so powerful. You really kept your true self hidden." Why don't we form a band? "

Boys who can sing and play a guitar are very popular before gold worship reaches high school campuses. Furthermore, even after more than ten years had passed, a fuerdai who could play the guitar would still receive much more praise. A poor fuerdai who could play the guitar might only receive a "If only your family had even more money!"

At the beginning, Zhao An only knew that Ma Shilong's grandfather was the principal of the county high school. Only recently did he know that Ma Shilong's father was the commander in chief of the public security department in Hunan Province.

Although Ma Shilong wasn't that harmless, but since his father was able to sit in that position, it naturally meant that the Ma Family had a lot of connections and influence. Ma Shilong was still limited to playing around in school, so he could be considered a good citizen of a popinjay.

If such a good-for-nothing were to really play music, it would be equivalent to giving up a position as a government civil servant to others, thus reducing the pressure on the country's employment.

Zhao An thought to himself in a somewhat playful manner. As for forming a band with Ma Shilong, Zhao An really had no interest in this sort of thing …. But had someone started this way now?

"Setting up a band is one thing … This song, I'm only giving it to you to chase after girls. " There were many popular songs every year, and over the past decade, Zhao An had accumulated a great deal of impressions about them. Zhao An had never thought of becoming the Heavenly King of popular songs, otherwise, it would have been worth it.

The advantage of being reborn was too great, especially when one came prepared. Zhao Xin's heart had many plans and ambitious blueprints, and these eager thoughts would throb in his heart from time to time. However, he restrained himself, knowing what he had to do first … Most importantly, Zhao An was still on his guard. He was carefully observing, waiting for something to interfere with his life.

"What do you think about chasing after Li Qingge?" Ma Shilong asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Give up, Li Qingge has no interest in this kind of thing. In her eyes, a man either has a strong brain or a high IQ. Or maybe her body had to be strong, and she was good at sports or martial arts. Otherwise, she wouldn't take it seriously … "What music and art, these things are meaningless to her." Zhao An paused for a moment before he smiled and said, "However, if you are good at playing games, she is also willing to be your friend."

"Tsk, that's what I said. Where on earth is there no grass? Why should I love a single flower? Furthermore, it is a flower made from glass dregs, it's a thorn in the hand. " Looking at the song in his hands, Ma Shi Long was extremely satisfied. He started to hum, "I will become the angel you love in the fairy tales. I will open my arms and turn into wings to protect you … Hehe, I don't dare say how popular this song is, but it's very effective to chase after girls. Think about it, for a handsome boy who plays a guitar and sings this kind of song to a girl, will she be able to resist? "

Zhao An gave Ma Shilong Guang Guang's > in exchange for the daggers that Ma Shilong had collected. To a knowledgeable pop music industry person, the value of this song and the music books far exceeded that of the dagger. However, Zhao An's contact with Ma Shilong during this period of time showed that Ma Shilong had a lot of problems, but he was still a good friend worth meeting.

"Why don't you try looking for Li Qingge?" Zhao An winked.

"Don't force me!" Ma Shilong slapped his thigh and said angrily, "Do you think I'm really afraid of her!?"

"You go and have a try!"

"Just go!"

After the last lesson, the homeroom teacher announced that school was over. He waited for the homeroom teacher to leave before Ma Shilong carried his guitar to the entrance of the classroom.

"Li Qingge, I'll sing a song for you!" Ma Shilong blocked the entrance of the classroom and told Li Qingge, who was packing her bag.

"I don't know how long … I never heard of you again … "

The short prelude, the faint sadness, the low male voice, the beautiful guitar melody, reverberates in the high school campus. Ma Shilong lowered his head and seriously looked at the guitar. His fingers played with it, and the music made the tired students feel a little bit better.

Although the melody was not lively and beautiful, it was still very pleasing.

"Idiot." Li Qingge raised her leg and kicked Ma Shilong's thigh.

Ma Shilong cried out miserably. His guitar fell to the ground with a thud. The dull sound of the guitars dispelled the beauty that came with the singing.

"Li Qingge, you stinking girl …"

Li Qingge carried her backpack and walked downstairs without looking back. That tall figure cast a long shadow, but it was incomparably elegant and unrestrained.

"Actually, she likes Jay Chou's song." Zhao An patted Ma Shilong's shoulder and said sympathetically.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? "Who is Jay Chou?" Ma Shilong said with a frown.

"He will get angry in the future... This year will be very hot. " Zhou Jilun had made his first album in Taiwan earlier this year, so he was quite famous in the continent. However, Ma Shilong didn't know about it, so it was normal for him to be a little unclear. After all, he was in his third year, so even if he didn't study seriously, he wouldn't have much time to pay attention to these things.

"Write a few more songs for me, let me be angrier than him!" Ma Shilong was obviously infuriated by Li Qingge.

Zhao An thought about it and felt that he was even more popular than Zhou Jilun … How many songs would he have to come up with? This was not an easy task, but one thing was certain. Ma Shilong was a little more handsome than Zhou Jilun, a little bit better, and his mandarin was very standard.

After school, Zhao An didn't go to the Internet Cafe to play games with Li Jinghua. He first sent Ye Luoluo home, then greeted his parents before walking to a bar on Six Arts Road.

With Zhao An's foresight and scheming, it was quite easy for him to get on good terms with Zhao Tinghua. Today was the birthday of Zhao Tinghua's girlfriend, so Zhao Tinghua made an appointment with Zhao An to go to the bar to celebrate their birthday.

Zhao An had to go, of course. Holding the dagger in his hand, Zhao An went up to him.

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