Chapter 165 Ancient Text

"Xiao Rou, eat it!" Wang Ji took out a piece of bread from Xumi's ring and handed it to Mo Xiaorou.

Everyone looked at Wang Ji in surprise.

"Xiao Yao, why did you have something to eat in the ring? Take it out quickly. I'm starving to death." Lin Ling smelled the smell of bread and said eagerly.

Wang Ji shrugged his shoulders: "The last one. I put it on the plane yesterday. I didn't expect that there was nothing to eat here."

Lin Ling seemed to be wither and sat down feebly.

"Well, there are all bases here. If it's in the wild, you can hunt and eat. There's nothing here."

"Xiaorou, you can eat it! Just now, you performed very well. Wang Ji said with a smile.

Mo Xiaorou shook her head: "Let's eat, everyone. I'm not hungry."

But the next moment, her stomach cooed, and Mo Xiaorou's face suddenly turned red.

"Replenish your strength. I don't know what to do in the afternoon." Wang Ji said.

"Yes, Xiaorou, you'd better eat it." Ling Su also said, "We are all fine. You took too much energy in the morning. If you don't eat, if it's still like this in the afternoon, you won't be able to stand it.

Mo Xiaorou looked up at Wang Ji, nodded, and took the bread.

In the saliva of everyone, Mo Xiaorou ate the bread in a few bites. She was so hungry that she had never tried to feel so painful.

"God, give me food!" Lin Ling shouted loudly, screaming bitterly.

Wang Ji smiled and looked at his second brother speechlessly.

"I lied to you, one loaf of bread per person. Is there more? There is only a little left. Wang Ji took out thirteen more loaves of bread, and each of them divided one.

Suddenly, everyone gathered around.

"Hey hey, you are so dishonest that you dare to lie to us. Hurry up and hand it over to me." Lao Ma patted Wang Ji's head heavily and said.

"Confessive and lenient, resist and be strict. Tell me, how much do you have, hand it over to me." Lin Ling said fiercely.

"The bread is the king." Ling Bo said solemnly.

Wang Ji was shocked and showed an exaggerated expression.

"Dear friends, this is your bread. Give me a break."

Everyone saw the bread and hurriedly took it over one by one.

Several boys have no words, but the girls look much more shy. After all, they have never had such an experience, like a boy who asked for food.

"Thank you." Qin Yueqingli's face looked at Wang Ji, thanked him and left.

"When, let's compare again." Zhugelin took away a piece of bread and said.

To Wang Ji's surprise, Ling Su smiled at him when he left: "Thank you!"

Wang Ji was flattered. It seemed that this was the first time he saw Ling Su smile.

"Xiaorou, come and get another piece."

Everyone consciously took a piece, but only Mo Xiaorou didn't come.

"I just ate one piece. You can eat that one." Mo Xiaorou shook her head and said.

Wang Ji ate the bread in one bite, stuffed the last piece of bread into Mo Xiaorou's hand, and said vaguely, "Eat it quickly. It's so thin."

Qin Yue rolled her eyes and said, "Do you understand this is called bone beauty?"

"Well, I don't understand." Wang Ji said with a laugh that he really couldn't understand the girl's pursuit of body.

Mo Xiaorou ate the bread while looking at Wang Ji. The scene in the morning was still clearly imprinted in her mind.

She never knew that she could have such power.

In that song, her speed was getting faster and faster, and the weight on her body could no longer be an obstacle to her. She rushed forward step by step, firm and fearless.

Even after running, she realized that she was tired.

She knew that this was the power that broke through her limit and burst out of her body.

"Captain, what song did you sing in the morning?" Mo Xiaorou asked in a low voice.

Everyone was eating bread, but when they heard Mo Xiaorou's question, they also looked at Wang Ji. Wang Ji's song in the morning really surprised and even shocked them.

Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, biting the bread and said, "That's called "Angry Life."

"Angry life" everyone muttered.

"Did you create it?" Zhu Gelin asked.

"Of course." Wang Ji naturally plagiarized the fruits of other people's labor and looked satisfied.

However, it is also because he can't explain the origin of this song.

"Super classical songs." Ouyang Mufeng said.

"What?" Everyone looked at Ouyang Mufeng doubtfully.

Zhugelin said: "Super classical songs refer to songs before the era of the universe, which only exist in the record and do not leave any works. However, according to the characteristics and melody, it is indeed a bit like the song sung by Mo Feng just now.

Wang Ji was also stunned for a moment. In his previous life, this was a popular song, but thousands of years later, it really belonged to classical songs, just like they looked at Song Ci in that era.

Everyone's eyes looking at Wang Ji became brighter.

Wang Ji just wants to get into a hole.

"What are you pretending to be if you have nothing to do?"

Although Wang Ji scolded himself in his heart, he did not show any abnormality on the surface and accepted the worship of everyone.

Wang Ji suddenly wanted to light a cigarette and said, "Don't worship me. I'm just a legend."

"Can you teach me?" Mo Xiaorou summoned up her courage and said, looking at Wang Ji with a blush.

Wang Ji thought for a moment, "Of course, it's not a big deal."

In fact, the reason why the song in the morning has such an effect is that Wang Ji has mixed spiritual elements in it. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to have that effect.

It is important, because Mo Xiaorou's spirit was almost unprepared at that time. Otherwise, with Wang Ji's spiritual application level, it is almost impossible to influence people with singing.

Wang Ji took out a piece of paper and wrote down the lyrics and melody.

Mo Xiaorou took a look happily and was stunned.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Ji didn't expect Mo Xiaorou's reaction. Is my words too ugly?

Mo Xiaorou stretched out her tongue and said, "I don't understand."

Qin Yue was right next to Mo Xiaorou and also glanced at it.

"Ancient Chinese? And the expression of that note, the ancient note?"

Wang Ji himself was stunned for a moment and suddenly found that he had written in simplified Chinese.

However, today, thousands of years later, the text has also been reformed. Due to the establishment of the Earth Alliance, the unification of writing is dominated by Yanhuang characters, but it has still changed a lot.

Therefore, even simplified Chinese has become ancient Chinese...

Everyone gathered around and was surprised to see the words on Wang Ji's paper.

"How dare you speak ancient Chinese?" Everyone felt that Wang Ji's feelings for them became more and more mysterious.

In this era, except for some linguists, almost no one knows it.

Just like the original world, traditional Chinese characters gradually disappear in front of everyone's eyes. Maybe some people can still understand some, as for writing, I'm afraid they can't write much.

But what about lengthen the time? How many people will know traditional Chinese characters?

Astronomy took the paper and said, "It is indeed ancient, and it is also standard ancient. At the beginning, this kind of text was recorded in the martial arts left by my master. At that time, I learned it for a long time, but I didn't understand much, so I could only listen to my master's explanation. This text is too difficult to learn.

"Moreover, this note is also the representative note of ultra-classical music." Qin Yue looked at Wang Ji with surprised eyes and said, "I still know a little about music, so I know this. It seems that what you wrote is really super classical music.

"Well, this cow is too big." Even if Wang Ji was cheeky, he couldn't stand it at this time. He hurriedly wanted to get the paper back.

Mo Xiaorou suddenly put the paper in her arms.

"Write another one for me. I want this one." Mo Xiaorou said with a smile.

Wang Ji had to withdraw his hand and said helplessly, "Well, but don't show it to others."

Mo Xiaorou nodded heavily: "No."

Wang Ji touched his head, took a new piece of paper, wrote the lyrics and gave them to Mo Xiaorou.

The reason why he understood these notes in his previous life was that his father once asked him to learn music when he studied music. But when he came to this world, he didn't know anything about music or anything, so he didn't know anything about music.

"I said, captain, don't just teach one person, but also teach us!" Qin Yue looked at Wang Ji and said.

"Yes, captain. However, it won't disturb your two-person world!" Lin Ling raised her eyebrows and said.