A piece of guitar solo, even if it is a folk guitar, can stop the person who hears it. This show of skills is so beautiful and too sharp. Zhang Jiwen immediately stood up straight and listened with his ears.

A glimmer flashed in Wang Chenchen's eyes. She felt that the guitar music was really nice and she couldn't help but hold her breath.

It was this show of skills that everyone around me surrounded me. People in the distance could not help but walk in this direction whenever they heard a little music.

A solo that lasted nearly five or six minutes, and the tone of the guitar changed, Zhang Hao played the piano music he had created before. In this world, it was a new song. With the tune, Zhang Hao sang, without lyrics. This was the chant used to soothe the soul before.

The chanting sound is subtle and clear, and it is transmitted to the square through the amplifier and horn.

Zhang Hao didn't know how lethal this song was. The emotional expression brought by the soul directly made everyone who heard the song stop or look for the music where this was.

Missing song!

Zhang Jiwen's scalp was numb, and his whole body was full of goose bumps, and his hair was standing up, so he couldn't help but tremble.

Many people around were shooting with their mobile phones on their backs. Zhang Hao hadn't chanted this song for a long time. When he was on the source planet, this history had been destroyed in the long river of history, so this song was the first time that it appeared on this branch planet.

This is the first time Zhang Hao used his soul to create a method. The first piano piece he composed was also because he could not achieve the effect of soothing the soul, so he used the method of chanting to enhance his infectiousness.

The sound gradually increased, and almost all people were covered in dense skins. And as they chanted, the nameless touch directly hit the soul - many sensitive people couldn't stand, and could only sit down anywhere. People who were close to them could not resist. As the chanting went ups and downs, all kinds of feelings came to those who could hear it.

The chanting tune turned into sadness. Zhang Jiwen and Wang Chenchen didn't know why, but suddenly they were like they were hitting the tears. The tears couldn't stop flowing, and their eyes blurred in an instant.

No one around resisted this sadness, and they burst into tears without restraint. Those sitting on the ground were even more unbearable. Someone covered their faces, and the tears gushed out directly. The sobs faintly sounded, and they formed a wonderful resonance with Zhang Hao's singing.

At the end of the song, the whole square was extremely quiet.

Zhang Hao looked up and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I've tried too hard. Damn, I've made everyone cry!" He found that he had caused trouble, so he hurriedly handed the guitar to Zhang Jiwen and turned around and left.

At this time, the people in the square were confused, and everyone was doubting life.

【Why am I crying?】

【Strange, I went shopping well, why did I sit on the ground and cry? By the way, who was singing just now?】

【Why is it so comfortable to cry?】

Zhang Hao had already gotten into the car driven by the robot. He was a little annoyed that he shouldn't sing in the square, and now he can't be low-key again.

Zhang Jiwen held the guitar stupidly, then stared at a person in a daze, queuing up to throw money into the guitar box, and all the money in his guitar box. There was even a middle-aged man who threw all the money in his wallet into the guitar box with tears in his face.

In less than ten minutes, the guitar box was full!

Wang Chenchen wiped away his tears hard and watched the people line up to pay, so he was also stupid.

"He...he's gone? You, why don't you keep him..."

Zhang Jiwen said stupidly: "I, I don't know either, I'm confused, I don't know anything..." He said with tears in his eyes, and wiped it with his sleeve, muttering: "Eyes are sore..."

Wang Chenchen said: "I feel comfortable after crying, and it seems that my mind has been cleansed... No, it's purified!"

Someone shouted: "Who recorded the video of the singing guy just now? Can you pass it on to me? I'll buy it! I'll buy it!"

"I'll pay a hundred yuan to buy the video of the guy singing just now!"

"Two hundred, pass me one!"

"Thank you, I'll send me one too, help me, I'll ask for one too!"

Zhang Jiwen and Wang Chenchen didn't know what to say. Looking at the money filled in the guitar box, they were really at a loss.

"I remember he said it was...my family, called...by the way, called Zhang Hao!"

"Yes, I remember calling him Zhang Hao, but unfortunately he left."

…………

Zhang Hao named his garden.

Zhang Yuan!

After coming back that day, Zhang Hao reflected on it that this song was not suitable for singing in public, and it was a bit too powerful. He didn't have such a strong soul at the beginning.

Now after years of hard work, its soul is strong. Once it resonates, who can resist it, everyone in the entire square was made to cry. Fortunately, this song is mainly to soothe the soul and will not hurt people, otherwise I don’t know what the consequences will be.

Fortunately, I run fast!

With Zhang Hao's otaku personality, he really can't deal with the subsequent situation and can only escape home. From this point of view, he really lacks social skills. Although he seems to be indifferent to everything, he is actually uneasy.

After staying at home for two days, Zhang Hao still couldn't do it. He contacted Mi Feng and said, "Brother, how are you doing? Is the barbecue restaurant open?"

"It's not difficult to open for business in the evening."

Zhang Hao thought for a while and said, "I'll come to you tonight..."

Mifeng said, "Come on, come on."

Zhang Hao said: "Okay, try the skewers tonight."

Zhang Erhu and Xiaoxue followed Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao ordered: "Xiaoxue, take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he collected this time." It was still early, and his homesickness was so angry that he couldn't help but go to collect it. Moreover, Zhang Yihu really found a lot of good things from Hongguang's branch planet, and they were all packed and sent back.

Xiaoxue said: "Master, you have already taken it out. I have someone put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the study."

In Zhangyuan, there are large rooms that specialize in writing calligraphy, studios that specialize in painting Chinese painting, studios that specialize in painting oil painting, special carving rooms, piano rooms, training rooms, and even greenhouses that cultivate flowers and plants.

When I came to the calligraphy room, this room was about 100 square meters, and the roof could be slid open. A layer of glass ceiling allows light to shine directly in. There is a nano film on the glass, which can automatically adjust the light and darkness of the light.

There are two large boxes in the room, a giant box that is six meters long and two meters wide. This is a large box made of boxwood splicing. The so-called boxwood has no large material, which is not true for Zhang Hao. He has a lot of boxwood materials, so he directly made a giant picture with felt on the surface.

On the other painting table, there are a pile of pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

The four famous inkstones in China - Duan Inkstone, She Inkstone, Chengni Inkstone, and Taohe Inkstone. They are all fine products here, and the ones on the table have been carefully selected.
Chapter completed!