Chapter 166 Eighteen/Touch

"Of course I know this. Their money is indeed difficult to collect. So far, there have been a lot of bad debts, and many female waiters have been insulted and molesed by them. Many male waiters have been insulted and threatened by them. Many senior managers are scared by them at night, at a very high price. But in the pursuit of wealth and insurance, how can there be benefits without risk? I don't want my child to trap the wolf, I don't want my wife to attract a pervert, and I don't want my mother to attract an old pervert. This is our differentiated management concept. Since we want to segment the market, we should get involved in areas that others have not been involved in. But the competition is too fierce, and almost all the markets are occupied by others. After calculation, only this market is blank, so I laugh at the sky and leave my heart. Who has no shit in life since ancient times? If you don't pull it, you will suffothe. How can a living person be suffoed to death by urine? Our innovation has been in history. The psychopath started by himself and cheated some money to make use of it.

The concept of the sutra recites the poems he created, sings to the emotional place, ** surging, can't suppress itself.

Ding Yi was also infected by his creation **. He almost had to accompany him to recite poetry, but he was moved. Ding Yi was a pragmatic person. He would not be emotional because he was moved. He thought that if he went back to open a hotel and waited for the neurotic to come to consume and sing, which was quite a bit of waiting for the rabbit, the market The prospect was gloomy, and my dream of making a fortune to open up the second battlefield was ruthlessly extinguished, and my mood also faded. The brightness suddenly dropped from 2000ANSI lumens to 120ANSI lumens, which was very boring. So he waved his hand listlessly and said, "Go ahead."

The manager has to go.

Ding Yi had no appetite and was about to finish it hastily. After the cup of "eight thousand years old" in the cup, he went out for a ride with Xue Baochai early. Suddenly, he saw a person still standing by the table. At first glance, it turned out to be the second argument of holding a gong in both hands. He thought that he had the dish "dog/motherly" just now. He thought he was referring to the mulberry scolding. Huai, so he called the waiter to fight. As a result, he attracted not only the waiter but also the sales manager of the super invincible hairy crab, wasting a lot of his saliva and a lot of pen and ink. The most important thing is that typing these words is indeed a waste of electricity, which also reduces the service life of the author's computer, directly It increases the writing cost of the author and reduces the writing profit of the author. To put it, it is not a good argument.

But thinking that as the protagonist, he should have the demeanor of the protagonist. There is no reason to argue with these supporting roles in big and small things. It will be recognized by female readers that they have no mind or courage. It's better to send him to walk earlier, so he waved his hand and said, "You go too."

The second argument is still standing at the table, with no intention of moving.

"What?" Ding Yi looked up at him.

"I remember you said in the previous article that as long as I can play the song you order, then you have to tip more. Since you said it, you have to achieve it, right? As the saying goes, if a person has no faith, he doesn't know what to do. Let's talk about it.

"What's 'If a person doesn't believe, he doesn't know what he can do?" Who said this? Ding Yi asked.

"It's just that if a person has no credit, then he doesn't know what else he can do. This is what Sun Wukong Sun Dasheng said in Journey to the West. The second argument said, "For details, please read the chapter of Discovery Discovery on the Monkey King Exploration Channel. If this sentence is not found in the book, the book in your hand must be pirated. Please burn it quickly.

"Damn. Unexpectedly, he has learned this trick of the author. Ding Yixin said, "The author always asks others to burn books. I don't know what is the psychological motive? Is it an endorsement of matches? Or did you endorse the property insurance in the insurance products of the insurance company?

However, the author's psychological activities are core secrets. Ding Yi does not dare to speculate. He thinks that the important thing is to do his own thing well. So he continued to devote himself to the performance. He didn't want to be too entangled with the second debate. It was okay to cheat him. It was true to go out quickly and be happy with Xue Baochai, so he said, "When did I say this to you?" There is no basis, don't talk nonsense.

The second argument said, "How can I have no evidence? Please help me bear witness. Let's expose the true face of Ding Yi's words. This kind of action is what we call 'the law of exposing the blacks'. The specific operation method of 'Uncovering the Black Method' is: use the Alt key + E key + F key, and enter 'As long as he can play well and play all the songs I ordered, I will forgive him and add a tip.' These words can naturally find the evidence in this article. This is what Ding Yi once said to me, but now it doesn't count. It's simply outrageous. Ladies and gentlemen, don't play with him, okay?

"Ah? You, you, you, how dare you have this trick?" Ding Yi didn't expect that the second debate would use such a killer trick, and he couldn't help but be shocked. If everyone listens to the second argument and doesn't play with him together, isn't it very lonely? Very lonely? The consequences were very serious, so he hurriedly said, "I'm just joking with you. How can you not keep your word? Well, as long as you play all the songs I ordered, I will add another tip. If you can't play it, don't blame me for not giving you money.

"Of course." The second debate nodded and agreed.

"Good." Ding Yi frowned and made up his mind. He clicked a song and said, "Just order the famous modern Chinese song: Ten/Eight Touch." Can you play this song?

When Ding Yi saw Xue Baochai's words, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. He flirted with her indirectly in his words and won a small victory mentally. He did not care about the mental loss she caused by her. He waited for the reply of the second argument.

Ding Yi is full of confidence to win, because he knows that the famous modern song "Ten/Eight Touches" has long been lost, and this debate will never be played.

Unexpectedly, the second debate lowered his head and meditate for a moment. He seemed to be confident and said, "Okay, I'll play for you."

"Can he even play the lost Ten/Eight Touches?" Ding Yi was very surprised. However, if he really can play, even if he gives him more tips, he should have opened his eyes today. It is worth the trip to know how the legendary lost beautiful song is played. In the future, I will find someone to copy this song as his "absolutely lustful/affection, it's not true or fake" Co., Ltd., which not only expands the popularity of the enterprise and promotes the corporate culture, but also saves the cultural heritage. It is a good thing with boundless merit, so he said, "You play it, as long as you can play it, I will I will definitely give more tips and will never break my promise.

The second argument said, "Okay, listen carefully." After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly, and his tongue was close to his upper jaw. His feet were slightly separated from the width of his shoulders, and his hands were also separated from left and right. The gongs in his hand were also separated with the separation of his hands. The red silk belt tied to its gongs was also separated with the separation of his gongs. After all of them were separated, he saw the second defense open his eyes slightly and slowly separated. When his hand closed, the gong in his hand also closed with the closing of his hands, and the red ribbon tied to his gong also closed with the closing of his gong, and then he separated his hands, and the gong in his hand also followed the separation of his hands...

"Hey, hey," Ding Yi was impatient, interrupted his mysterious action, and asked, "What are you doing?" Didn't you say you were going to play Ten/Eight Touch? Why don't you just act? Do you still play Tai Chi? It's very slow and has no sense of rhythm. It's nothing to see. What are you doing? Are you going to perform 'Taijigong' for me?

The second debate smiled and said, "It's just a warm-up move. I'll start playing for you right away. Take it easy."

After saying that, the two hands were combined, and the two pieces of gongs collided with each other, making a "bang" sound and said, "Next program: gong performance: "Ten/Eight Touch", performer: the descendants of Causeway Bay, the descendants of copper for short, the player surnamed Zhang, nicknamed 'Look, I can't kill you', Mr. Zhang Tonggong. Now the performance begins.

From his telegraph, Ding Yi received the following messages. First, he is responsible for both acting and telegraphing. Compared with other performers, he has a second job, but the fee should be similar to that of other musicians, which should be a cost-effective choice. Second, he has been talking to him for a long time and has been calling him 'Second Debate' in his heart. Now, I know that his surname is Zhang Tonggong. Third, I know that his nickname is "Look, I can't kill you". Judging from his nickname, it is definitely a roaring role. Maybe there is room for improving his playing skills and skills, but his playing spirit should not be inferior to other players.

"It's worth looking forward to." Ding Yi thought to himself.

Zhang Tonggong began his performance.

His wrist moved slightly, his hands closed, and the gong made a "bang". After a while, his hands closed again, and the gong made a "bang" sound again. After a while, his hands closed again, and the gong unexpectedly made another "bang" sound, such as N times. I can only hear the sound of "swas" incessible. Although it has a sense of rhythm, it seems very monotonous, and I can't hear any music from it at all.

"Bang...Bang...Bang..." The sound of the gong continues tenaciously and vitally, as if telling the story of a conscientious watchman in ancient times.

"What kind of plane are you doing? I want to listen to Ten/Eight Touch, but you let me listen to The Legend of the Keeper? This is the line Ding Yi was about to say in his heart, and he didn't have time to say it in the future. Suddenly, Zhang Tonggong frowned slightly and his expression was painful. Just like when the pop singer sang **, the sound of the gongs gradually became louder, and the rhythm became faster. The sound of the gong became higher and faster. The frequency of "bang" was getting higher and higher and higher. At first, Ding Yi could barely stand it, but the sound of the gong was getting louder and louder, and it gradually turned into noise. He and Xue Baochai couldn't stand it. They frowned and covered their ears. Ding Yi stopped loudly and said, "Enough! Stop arguing! Stop knocking!"