Chapter 79: May all bachelors in the world become married

  "Environmental detection completed, system random task generation. Generation type - reasonable way, generated task: Super Matchmaker Task... Please match a certain couple on the scene. After success, you can upgrade your piano art sub-profession to level 9..."

  Super Matchmaker Mission?

  The Book of Changes watched as hundreds of people sang love songs across the lake on a night, singing until old grandpas and grandmas blushed, singing until Chang'e in the moon shed tears, singing until all the boats on the lake were filled with those charming eyes floating about, singing until even the cold water in the pool turned into a spring-like scene of men and women. Suddenly, they had an epiphany.

  No wonder the system still needs to conduct on-site analysis of the environment in order to synthesize tasks, it turns out that it also pays attention to timing and occasion. Fortunately, I was on a boat on the lake on Mid-Autumn Night, if I were on a battlefield filled with smoke and fire, the system would probably ask me to behead generals and capture flags, just like General Zhao from Changshan.

  Zhou Yi shuddered. Fortunately, he was calm enough and followed the idea that a lazy person would rather have no merit than make mistakes, so he chose a reasonable way to trigger the task. If he hadn't been calm at the moment, he would have chosen a difficult way, and wouldn't he have had to pair up all the men and women, old and young, on the scene into couples?

  Just thinking about painting a red face, making a round paper fan, putting a big red flower on my head, twisting my waist and turning around, encountering a bad-tempered young man or woman, I might even get kicked... Zhou Yi was overjoyed. One must be low-key, moderate, and follow the rules of etiquette, the ancients were indeed not deceiving me...

  The problem is, being a matchmaker isn't easy, and who should she pair up with?

  At this moment, a thick and strong voice with a Northwestern accent suddenly came from the side, scaring Zhou Yi who was unprepared. "Who is this?"

  Looking back, Er Langzi was staring with his eyes wide open, puffed out his chest, stepped on the bow of the boat with one foot, and held up his pants with both hands, loudly singing a ridiculous and absurd love song he had made up.

  "Sister, you're sitting on the kang... Brother is worried in his heart... How many times have I walked to your window... You won't let me onto your kang, oh... Oh... Oh..."

  Just this sentence, Zhou Yi almost laughed out loud. It has to be said that art originates from the people. Don't look at how Er Huozi usually appears to be a rough and tumble guy, but his lyrics are also not very profound, neither singing praises of the motherland nor loving the people, yet still manages to convey a sense of grandeur and elegance, who knows how he came up with it.

  Two silly children just started singing, still a bit shy and reserved at first, but once they got going, the more they sang, the thicker their skin became: "I told you earlier, ah... You said to wait until the moon is in the middle of autumn, oh... Now this old lady moon has risen above my head, when will you get on my kang (heated bed) oh... Oh oh... Oh oh..."

  Boom!

  The big men and women who were singing love songs just now were all shocked by the shameless spirit of Er Lai Zi. One by one, they stopped and remained silent for a few minutes before someone burst out laughing and scolded: "Er Lai Zi, you're at it again with your rogue behavior!"

  Two Drunkards One Shrinks His Head, Just Wants to Stop Singing, Zhou Yi Uses His Elbow to Gently Poke Him, Suddenly Loudly Says: "How Come I Think This Song Is Pretty Good? Two Drunkards This Is the Real Folk Art, Two Drunkards, Continue."

  "Is it Doctor Zhou? Doctor Zhou says it's art, then it's not swindling..."

  The men and women of the village were deeply convinced. Dr. Zhou, such a knowledgeable person, said so, it must be right! Some girls who had been stirred up by Er Lai's words originally listened with their faces red, but now they didn't dare to listen anymore. With Zhou Yi standing at the theoretical height to guide them, this time they could continue to indulge in the psychology of being a hooligan, each one looking solemn as if preparing to receive an artistic baptism, like a group of seasoned music fans.

  Two silly children have got the I Ching to support their waist, and they suddenly shouted in a high voice: "Wei Shufen, I ask you! When did you get on my kang? Oh oh......"

  Wow... this is going to be fun. Wei Shufen was so embarrassed that she covered Zhang Jun's face, almost jumping back into the Sword Horse Lake again. Just now, it was just a cramp in her right leg, but after hearing Er Lai Zi's 'true love confession', she felt like her whole body was cramping, with a wonderful feeling as if she had entered the clouds...

  Wei Shufen was still too shy to openly flirt with Er Ye in front of so many fellow villagers, but she couldn't help feeling a little something for this lifesaver. She lowered her head and rubbed her small hands together, almost as if she were washing clothes at the bathhouse...

  "The reeds are green, green... The white dew becomes frost..."

  Just as Er Ye and Wei Shufen had both been moved to action, but still lacked the final straw that would crush this camel of love, Zhou Yi knew it was time for him to make his move.

  Grade-eight singing skills, meaning Zhou Yi already possesses the musicality and vocal cords of a world-class singer. As soon as he opens his mouth, his incredibly rich baritone voice is like countless electric drills that tickle people's itchy spots, entering everyone's ears...

  The Book of Songs' "Chī Jiāng" is a poem that perfectly captures the ancient people's admiration and adoration for the opposite sex. The poem reads: "She said she was from the other side of the water... Following her upstream, the path is long and obstructed. Cruising downstream with her, we are in the middle of the river. The reeds are desolate, the white dew has not yet dried. She said she was on the shore..."

  To be honest, not many people can truly understand the lyrics of songs. But music is beyond national borders and cultural backgrounds, and truly good music can directly reach people's hearts. Zhou Yi almost perfectly presents the poem's pure and passionate emotions, from seeing purity as purity, to seeing purity as passion, and finally to seeing passion as purity, reaching the realm where everything is separated from passion and everything is passionate.

  This is even more awesome. Who can still have a calm heart? Suddenly, the temperature on the lake surface soared, and everyone's breathing became urgent.

  There are countless elderly couples, hand in hand, speechless with tears streaming down their faces; young men and women, from back to back to face to face, pure and ambiguous...

  Wei Shufen suddenly rushed to the bow of the boat like she had been injected with chicken blood, and loudly shouted: "Li Tie, I'm answering you!"

  Two silly children, one of them tugged at Zhou Yi's sleeve: "Zhou uncle, she, she, she she she..."

  "Let her go, this girl's face is thin, it's not easy to get to this step. You're still not taking advantage of the situation, what are you waiting for?" Zhou Yi stopped singing and whispered a few words in Erzi's ear.

  The two silly men nodded as if they had received a divine revelation, and one of them shouted back across the lake: "Who's there? Who answered me?"

  "This Li Tie Wa is really annoying..."

  Wei Shufen bit her lip, hating it in her heart, but she really couldn't bear to give up Er Lai Zi, so she had to thicken her skin and call out: "It's me, I agree to be your girlfriend..."

  "Then who are you, what's your name?"

  "Damn it! My name is Wei Shufen, Li Tiewa, you want to die!"

  Wei Shufen was annoyed, so she simply rowed her own boat to the side of Li's boat, dropped the wooden gangway and walked over with a "splat splat" sound, staring at Er Lai with her eyebrows raised and eyes wide open.

  "Haha, I knew you were Wei Shufen all along, I was just teasing you."

  The two silly men flashed a sly light in their eyes, jumped over and hugged Wei Shufen's waist, compared left and right with their hands, and excitedly shouted: "Our grandfather! The size is just right. A big belly will definitely be round, having children won't be difficult!"

  As they watched this scene, bursts of laughter echoed across the lake, all of them kind-hearted. Under the inspiration of Zhou Yi's poem "蒹葭", even the older unmarried young people in Liu Li Louzi Village no longer envied or resented Er Lai Zi, but instead offered their deepest blessings...

  "Ha! The new daughter-in-law has indeed boarded the pirate ship. Second Drunkard, your family's hospitality had better satisfy the new daughter-in-law and her whole family! Otherwise, we from the bride's family will have to pick a quarrel!"

  Someone suddenly shouted, and Er Laizi immediately became somewhat flustered, looking at Li Yuanfang: "Master, what can be done about this?"

  "Zhou Yi couldn't help but interrupt and ask, 'What is this 'wife's family rice'?"

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  This chapter should have been released on Singles' Day, unfortunately didn't make it. Thinking about it, anyway there are still singles around, so I wish all the singles in the world to find their other half. Those who should be with girls should be with girls, those who should be with boys should be with boys, just don't idle around, no need to consider me, I'm already married......

  Um, finally want to thank you all for supporting Guangya, recommending and collecting clicks, a new week has arrived, many great gods and strong people, idle people can stand tall, just look at you, Dongfeng ~ blows, war ~ drums loud, who is afraid of whom in this world, right?

  Tomorrow, which is Monday, three more days:)

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