retched out his hand to the side of his body. Wu Song, who had been prepared for a long time, threw the 65-jin green sunk gun to Wu Zhi.Wuzhi quickly caught his right hand and danced in the air for a...originally in Yan Xijiao's eyes, Wu Zhi was the kind of big shot who swallowed up mountains and rivers and did not understand their stingy wind and moon skills, but now Wu Zhi suddenly came such a sentence that Yan Xijiao already had a little joy in mind and suddenly spread her wings into the sky.

Wu Zhi nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Miss Yan might as well listen to me sing it once. You will know after singing it."

in fact, when Yan Xiao sang those minor tunes just now, Wu Zhi already thought of one of his favorite songs, "Water Land in a Dream."

Yan Xijiao's voice is so special that she doesn't feel affected when she sings. Although she was born in the north, she has the kind of gentleness and tenderness peculiar to women in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wu Zhi did a lot of work before setting up the company.

when he was an extras in Hengdian, if there was no play at night, he would go to the bar as a resident singer, and for a long time he would eat by singing.

Wu Zhi cleared his voice and sang in another time and space after more than a thousand years in his dream.

"Please accompany me to the water country in my dream in the spring dusk, and let my waving hand ripple in the mist."

"Don't wake up the precipitated past of Yangliu Bank, which turns into a wisp of smoke and has disappeared into the distance."

Wuzhi's voice has a special magnetism. When he sings, he devotes himself to singing and naturally brings in all Yan Xijiao's thoughts.

and Yan Xijiao was surprised from the beginning and slowly blurred her eyes. She has never seen such a special man, those talented scholars and beauties in front of Wuzhi, really like weeds on the side of the road.

the strength that Wu Zhi showed when saving lives before, let Yan Xijiao's heart deer bump randomly.

and now, the elegance he presents is rippling in Yan Xijiao's heart and soul.

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although the lyrics of this song are very straightforward, they carry a kind of artistic conception that Yan Xijiao has never experienced before, and the Jiangnan water village is even more yearning for Yan Xijiao.

what is more important is that the lyrics listen, Yan Xijiao's handsome and gorgeous face slowly turns red.

because among the lyrics, Yan Xijiao recognized another flavor. It was like a love song sung by Wu Zhi specifically for her.

"Why can't you be the bride you look forward to when the exquisite young man is waiting for his whole life on the shore"

Wu Zhi himself is ignorant of Yan Xijiao's thoughts.

as a music lover, he just hopes that Yan Xijiao can give full play to her strengths and sing a really hot song.

after singing, Wu Zhi found that Yan Xijiao looked at her eyes as if to drip honey.

thought that Yan Xijiao was moved by the song she was singing, and Wu Zhi could not help wearing a bright smile on her face.

"it's a nice song, isn't it I think it will be more beautiful if you sing it in your own voice."

the speaker is careless, the listener is intentional.

Wu Zhi's words fell on Yan Xijiao's ears. It was like a kind of praise between lovers.

she nodded slightly at the moment, and her fingers began to play softly on the lute.

Yan Xijiao does have an extraordinary talent in music. Just listening to Wu Zhi sing once, he has been able to play this beautiful tune completely.

then Yan Xijiao's soft voice spread in the pavilion.

Wu Zhi could not help snapping his fingers: "that's what you want!"

what Wu Zhi doesn't know is that dozens of meters away, there are two middle-aged women hidden in a corner of the fence. One of them is Yan Xijiao's mother

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