Chapter 167 The unity of people

But Zhang Tonggong has really been fully involved in his performance. With his eyes closed, he knocked on the gongs with affection, and the gongs were united, and he turned a deaf ear to Ding Yi's stop.

Ding Yi was furious and was about to have an attack, but suddenly he remembered that Zhang Tonggong was deaf. He couldn't hear his shouts at all. He did not oppose the leader and deliberately did not carry out the leader's orders, but closed his eyes because he was too involved in the performance. He didn't see Ding Yi's expression, let alone his lips. Of course, he didn't know. Ding Yi is asking him to stop the performance. So he still played step by step.

Ding Yi wanted to stretch out his hand and hold Zhang Tonggong's hand to make him stop playing, but Zhang Tonggong's current tapping sound was completely out of rhythm. When there was no interval, Ding Yi was afraid that he would let go of his hand covering his ears and be immediately knocked by Zhang Tonggong. The sound of the gong fainted, and it was too risky to hold him, so he had to continue to cover his ears tightly to avoid his delicate eardrum being hurt by the savage gong sound.

"He always knocks when he is tired. It's almost time. Victory is beckoning to me, and the dawn is ahead." Ding Yi's heart is full of hope.

I don't know how many times have passed, time flies, and time flies. One day above the sky, it has been ten years on the ground. Time seems to be very long. Ding Yi has lived like a year, silently suffering from the endless sound of gongs. When he looked at Xue Baochai, he saw that she also looked painful. She covered her ears with her hands, frowned, and her body shook. It seemed that she was about to be unable to hold on.

"Do you want to pull Zhang Tonggong at the risk of being stunned to interpret a heroic story of saving beauty, or will he stop naturally when he is tired?" Ding Yi has a fierce ideological struggle in his heart.

When his ideological struggle to the third round when the two sides did not win or lose, the sound of Zhang Tonggong's gong also reached the highest **. The blue veins on his face were exposed, and he exerted all his strength. The two gongs collided with each other at a speed that exceeded the speed of light. Its power could open the mountain, and its sound could crack silk. Finally, the last sound was Beijing time. The knock stopped moment by bit.

With a bang, a gong fell to the ground. With another bang, another gong also fell to the ground.

With a bang, Zhang Tonggong also fell to the ground, exhausted, soaked with sweat, collapsed to the ground, stretched out his two-foot-long tongue and gasped.

Under the huge physiological pressure (the huge sound wave pressure on the eardrum brought by the attack and persecution of the eardrum by the sound of the gong) and the psychological pressure (I don't know when the sound of the gong can finally stop and cause greater pressure on mental health), the patience of Ding Yi and Xue Baochai has reached its limit, and suddenly they see this extremely lethal gong attack. The strike finally stopped. After years of rain, the two finally looked forward to the sunny day. The bitterness and sweetness came, and they could no longer support it. Thinking about his lady's image, Xue Baochai did not collapse to the ground, but also fell on the table and almost fainted. Ding Yi, as a male actor, in order to better show a state of unsupport, he had to ignore me. The identity of the school, sacrificing his image and shaking, finally fell to the ground with a "bang" and his chair fell to the ground with a "bang" again.

I don't know how long it took. Ding Yi regained his consciousness and felt that the world was spinning, and his heart was nauseating. He slowly straightened up, but he saw Zhang Tonggong fall beside him and regained his consciousness. He was trembling and was about to get up.

Ding Yi was extremely angry and wanted to attack, but he was weak and unable to attack. In addition, he was a studious person, full of desire for knowledge, and he was very curious about one thing in his heart, so he did not attack first, but asked in a trembling voice, "Zhang... Tonggong, I have something I don't know, but... Can I report it?"

"But...but it doesn't matter." Zhang Tonggong's voice seemed to be very distant and ethereal. It can be seen that he almost exhausted his strength for this performance. Maybe after a few years of Yangshou, in general, the sacrifice was huge.

Although Ding Yi hates him for knocking gongs so much that it almost endangers his life for himself and Xue Baochai, he also admires his dedication. He said that my employees should be as dedicated as Zhang Tonggong, and my company is still worried about prosperity or development? But secondly, it was important to learn knowledge, so he asked, "Just now... your gong fell to the ground and made a 'bang', which was still exaggeration, but why... did you fall to the ground and also... make a 'bang' sound? What kind of physical...phenomenon does this belong to? Please let me see you again."

"This...is it. I... At the end of the performance, people have become one with gongs, so people are gongs, gongs are people, and people fall to the ground, just like a gong falls to the ground, so I made a 'bang' sound... Then I'll tell you a little secret, secret, secret, because I was born in the year of pig, so they gave me selflessness after the performance according to my zodiacative appearance. There is a special professional term called 'pig gong integration', referred to as 'pig gong'. Please note that this 'pig gong' is not that 'pig'. Don't get me wrong.

After Ding Yi asked this question, he gradually adjusted his breathing and slowly stood up. He also helped up the chair that fell to the ground with him. He sat up, but saw Xue Baochai gradually recovering from it. He was no longer lying on the table, but his hands supported the table, his hands were still shaking slightly, and his face was pale. There was a slight sweat on his face. It's really a pity for me to see him. It can be seen that the sudden gong show just now was almost a catastrophe for her.

Ding Yi apologized and knew that he wanted to listen to this "Ten/Eight Touches", which led to her being so devastated, so tortured and abused. Although she also wants to torture and abuse her one day in the future, she should be exclusive to herself. How can she let others do such a thing? His heart was full of pride that "only state officials are allowed to set fire, and people are not allowed to light lamps". He stretched out his hand and held her hand. The tentacles were cold. He couldn't help but feel heartache. He said softly, "I shouldn't be fooled by this man. Listen to this Lao Shizi's Ten/Eight Touch". This man is suspected of commercial fraud. When I solve this man, we will go to Wushan Yunyu together. Let's go."

"Go to hell." Xue Baochai was tortured by the sound of the gong played by this gong. He was out of breath. He was already in a very bad mood. Ding Yi said such a **/irty words so uninterestingly. If he didn't grab the white, who would he grab the white? So Xue Baochai gave Ding Yi these two words with all his strength.

As for whether she really wants Ding Yi to die in her heart, because the author is not writing a romance novel now, he does not grasp the psychological state of women delicately enough, so he does not know the true extent of her words.

When Dante Yi heard her words, he was happy again. He grinned and said that he had received it. Then he turned to Zhang Tonggong and prepared to interrogate him for a just trial. It can be seen that although Ding Yi has a tendency to abuse women, she also has a tendency to be abused. Sometimes when a woman scolds him, he is not angry at all and is actually happy. He thinks that this is the legendary "sting is scolding is love", which indirectly proves that Xue Baochai loves himself, so he is in a very happy mood.

After having a good time, he will start his righteous interrogation work. He suddenly patted the table and shouted, "A gong! Do you know your guilt?"

In the process of standing up by Ding Yi, holding up the chair that fell to the ground with him, holding Xue Baochai's hand, and flirting with Xue Baochai, Zhang Tongluo has also stood up, picked up his beloved gong, and adjusted it by himself. He is no dizzy, dizzy, tinnitus, wheezing and palpitated. Cough, no anemia and no menstrual disorders, have almost returned to the most basic state of health. He was brewing his spirit and preparing to ask Ding Yi for a tip, but when he saw Ding Yi saying this, he seemed to be interrogating himself. He was very surprised and said, "What does 'Do I know the guilt'? What's wrong with me?"

"You said you were going to play Ten/Eight Touches for us, but you knocked the gongs here at a sky-high price, almost breaking our eardrums. Those who know think you're playing, and those who don't know think you're playing monkeys. Where are you playing music? It's like opening the mountain. It doesn't matter if you don't play, but you can't cheat consumers like this. Do you think it's a great sin for you to do this?"

Ding Yi's generous statement.

Zhang Tongluo's eyes widened and was very surprised by Ding Yi's judgment. He was very unconvinced and shouted righteously, "Who said that I didn't play Ten/Eight Touches? This is really a fake "Ten/Eight Touch". If there is fraud, I am willing to accept any punishment. You said this is not "Ten/Eight Touch". What's the basis?

Ding Yi laughed angrily at his unreasonable attitude: "Is "Ten/Eight Touches" just 's... sw... sw... sw... sw... sw... sw... sw... sw, sw, sw, sw, sw, sw"? Are you educated? The song "Ten/Eight Touch" is obviously a gorgeous song, very **. The tune is lingering and melodious, which makes the young man who hear this song have endless aftertaste and eager to try. It makes the young women who hear this song shy and refuse to welcome it. In short, the aphrodisiac index reaches 5.8, which is an aphrodisiac song that young men and women must listen to before going to bed. , how can it be 'sw, sw, sw, sw, sw, sw, sw, sw Your kind of music can knock young men and women who are already very excited into sexual indifference. How dare you say that what you beat is "Ten/Eight Touches"? How dare you swear like this? I've seen such shameless people, but I've never seen such shameless people. People can't be so shameless!"

Being robbed of by Ding Yi so white, Zhang Tonggong's face turned red and white, but he understood why Ding Yi believed that the song he played was not "Ten/Eight Touch". He knew that Ding Yi misunderstood him and needed to do some persuasion and explanation work, so he defended: "The ** famous song "Ten/Eight Touch" is really not very good. It is suitable for playing gongs. But it's not suitable for gongs, and you can't say that the song I played is not Ten/Eight Touch. You can insult me, but you can't insult my gong. If the gong knows, it must be furious, and it can't help making a loud noise, just like this..."

After saying that, he raised his hand and knocked on the gong again.