Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 275 I’m afraid I’m too greedy

"Are you being serious, or are you playing hard to get?" In the room, Mu Jianli wiped Xue Mu's face expressionlessly, and Xue Mu leaned on the chair and sighed.

How could he be being serious or playing hard to get? At that time, his mind was busy with business, and he didn't have the right idea. He really didn't care about men and women. When Luo Qianxue's writing brush was thrown at him, he swung ink all over his face and forgot to use his skills to resist, so he could only run away in confusion.

What I sighed was not the ink, but the opportunity to eat it that I had stupidly missed.

If there are really unspoken rules, the little guard will definitely comply with them half-heartedly. As a result, I was stupid and went into a trap. At night, people really came, how could I be so embarrassed to hide in there? What's more, Mu Jianli witnessed the whole process, and Luo Qianxue was her friend, so she had to maintain this good image of not being greedy for business.

"Forget it, let's write a song first." Xue Mu wiped his face, spread out a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wanted to write "Swords Like Dreams", but as soon as the tip of the pen touched the paper, he suddenly froze.

Forget about the staff, no one can understand it even if it is written simply!

What does the music score look like in this world?

Xue Mu's cheeks twitched a few times, then he suddenly jumped up and rummaged through the boxes.

This is the residence of the witches in the backyard of Tianxiang Tower. Based on the taste of the witches, this study has a somewhat elegant collection. Cross-eyed.

What's weird, the words are not words, the symbols are not like symbols, it's a mess. No wonder Linghu Chong hid a musical score and people suspected it was a sword score to ward off evil spirits. If this musical score is similar to that one, it would indeed look weird no matter how you look at it!

Mu Jianli asked strangely from the side: "What's wrong?"

"That..." Xue Mu handed over the music score: "Do you know it?"

Mu Jianli's head shook like a rattle. Are you kidding me? A girl who has been holding a sword since she was a child, let alone reading music, she is probably tone deaf when asked to sing!

She asked carefully: "You...don't you know how to read music?"

The air seemed to be stagnant, Xue Mudan grinned in pain, and Mu Jianli blinked.

In Mu Jianli's mind, General Manager Xue, who was erudite, learned from many people's strengths, was full of knowledge, had poetry and songs at his fingertips, and was omniscient and omnipotent except for the use of force... actually did not know how to read music.

There was no sense of collapse. Mu Jianli didn't pay much attention to these things. She just thought it was funny: "Then how did you sing such a beautiful song without any hesitation?"

Xue Mu waved his hands shamelessly: "Forget it, go and ask Qianxue to come directly. I will sing and she will write!"

A moment later, Luo Qianxue walked in with a sullen face holding a large pile of manuscripts, and put the manuscript aside heavily: "'Journey to the West' is ready. Please review it, Young Master."

"Let that go first." Xue Mu looked around and saw Mu Jianli missing, and asked curiously, "Where is Jianli?"

"She said that the young master must have something to say to me, so she should stay away for a moment." Luo Qianxue said expressionlessly: "What are the young master's orders?"

Xue Mu turned his head and looked at her for a while, and suddenly felt that this girl was quite cute. After all, she was just a little witch who was always practicing in the sect. He laughed: "Qianxue, you can't do this."

Luo Qianxue said: "What's wrong?"

"You can't hide your thoughts. If you can't be a witch, you can't be an artist either." Xue Mu said with a smile: "Smiling on the face and stabbing secretly, isn't it the basic skill of witches?"

Luo Qianxue said angrily: "How dare I stab you! Try it on someone else in front of me."

Xue Mu waved: "Come here."

Luo Qianxue subconsciously walked to him. Xue Mu sat on the chair and looked up for a moment, then lowered his voice and said: "I know you can hide it from the outside world. But there is inevitably some worry in my heart. I am always afraid that you don't have much experience and will be kidnapped. .”

Luo Qianxue stuttered again: "Being, being abducted, it's none of your business, you don't want it."

Xue Mu lowered his eyes and landed on the paper, but his eyes had no focus. He just said to himself inaudibly: "I'm afraid I'm too greedy."

Luo Qianxue was silent. Then he sighed softly and looked at the manuscript paper in front of him.

There are already a few lyrics on the paper: "Where does my sword go? Love and hate are hard to grasp; my sword cuts through the sky, and I don't understand right and wrong. I am drunk and hazy, and gratitude and resentment are illusions and nothing; I Waking up from a spring dream, life and death all become empty."

At first glance, there are several blank words, which seem to be different words. But Luo Qianxue was gradually moved as she watched.

Excellent and touching words have nothing to do with form.

But I heard Xue Mu slowly say: "When I come to this world, I always feel drunk and awake. I don't know if what I see is illusion or empty, I don't know if what I understand is not understood, I don't know where I am, and I am always afraid of looking back and suddenly dreaming. It turned out to be nothing but mockery. So I am very greedy. I want to hold all the good things in my hands, but I am afraid that they will not be there when I wake up."

Luo Qianxue opened her mouth, but couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Xue Mu seemed to suddenly wake up, raised his head and smiled: "I'm sick again. Haha, Qianxue..."

"Ah...ah?"

"A game with hidden rules is not a good thing, so let's forget it." Xue Mu smiled: "I just hope that in the future, on the road filled with flowers and thousands of people cheering in Taichung, you will not forget that you were once in the second grade. "

Luo Qianxue didn't understand what middle school meant, but she always felt that Xue Mu's words revealed a lot of vicissitudes of life, as if there were countless faces floating in the void, spanning endless time and over thousands of rivers and mountains.

How strange...Young Master is not very old either...

Mu Jianli leaned against the door with her sword in hand, silently looking at Xue Mu's smiling face.

The strange feeling reminded her of the throbbing in the sword's heart when they first met, as if she was instinctively wary of...another sky.

So weird, yet so addicting.

…

Xue Mu sang and Luo Qianxue wrote, and several music scores were quickly completed. Impressed by the artistic conception of a few songs, Luo Qianxue became much more serious at this time. She did not mention those secondary school matters again, put away the music sheet and bowed and left: "I'm leaving, young master, go back and practice singing."

"I'm very confident about your singing and dancing skills, so you don't need me to keep an eye on specific works. Meng Lan and the team around her are an experienced team that is now becoming mature. Your rehearsal and recording this time requires Cooperate with Meng Lan. Meng Lan will know how to handle the specific matters of recording songs for debut. I had communicated with her before I left Lingzhou." Xue Mu leaned on the chair and said quietly: "So wait for Qin Wuye After choosing your backup dancers, it’s time for you to go.”

Luo Qianxue finally realized why Xue Mu felt a little heavy. It was because the base camp for doing this was in Lingzhou, and neither the arrangement nor the recording was here.

It turns out that going to his room and taking the song meant that the separation was imminent.

The girl finally felt some separation sadness in her heart, her eyes were slightly red: "Qianxue still wants to protect the young master."

Xue Mu couldn't help laughing: "Go, go, I've died several times relying on your protection."

"Hmph..." Luo Qianxue looked at Mu Jianli and her voice became softer: "Leave it to you."

Mu Jianli clasped his fists seriously: "I will live up to my trust."

"What are you asking for? I'm talking about taking care of the young master. Do you think I rely on you to fight? You're so stupid with a straight face!" Luo Qianxue turned around and walked away, but her steps were obviously not as lively as usual.

Watching Luo Qianxue reluctantly leave, Xue Mu took the "Journey to the West" from the desk and began proofreading it without saying a word.

Mu Jianli looked at his expression and said softly: "Xue Mu... you are a gentleman."

Xue Mu looked up at her and laughed dumbly: "I said, you misunderstood. I said a lot, but I hope she won't be abducted?"

"I didn't misunderstand." Mu Jianli said seriously: "My sword heart tells me that you sincerely hope Qianxue will be well. At that moment, your kindness exceeded your greed."

"But I'm still greedy."

"Then be greedy." Mu Jianli caressed his cheek and murmured: "If you weren't greedy, how could I be by your side when you and I are separated by good and evil?"