Wu Hu borrowed a guitar from Milk Cha Lun and coughed slightly, "As we all know, the guitar is a percussion instrument..."

When Lao Hu, who was sitting nearby, heard this, he burst out laughing.

Milk Tea Lunze shouted: "Fat Tiger, please be merciful, your hands are so strong."

At this time, everyone understood what Wu Hu meant by what he said.

In the live broadcast room, many netizens also laughed.

After all, many guitarists who play the guitar like to practice their skills by beating the guitar like a drum to create drum beats. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with calling it a percussion instrument.

"Okay! Since Brother Leng said so, I won't do this skill anymore."

Wu Hu took the guitar and started playing casually, but no one knew what music he was playing. It seemed that he had never heard it before, but some of the melodies seemed familiar.

After listening, everyone felt that this guy played quite well.

Even many netizens in the live broadcast room no longer complained after listening to it.

"Although I don't know what song Fat Hu is playing, I feel like he is telling a grand epic story, a bit like Exodus."

"Does any of the older brothers know what song Fat Tiger plays?"

"Is there a possibility that maybe this song was written by Fat Tiger himself?"

"Although I admit that Fat Tiger is very talented, how is this possible?"

"Is there a possibility that this is composed by Fat Hu? Some of the melodies sound very familiar. I even heard a melody similar to Lunge's "Nocturne"."

"And "Chapter Seven of Night"!"

"It also feels like the melody of "Croatian Rhapsody"."

"Is there a possibility that this is actually a suture monster?"

"Has no one noticed Fat Hu's guitar skills? As for his hand speed, you said he has been single for thirty years, and I believe it too!"

…

After playing the song, ten or twenty minutes have passed.

Sister Mina asked: "Brother Hu, is this a song you wrote? Why is it so long?"

Milk Cha Lun smiled and said: "Pang Hu, this is what you made up right now!" After saying that, he gave Wu Hu a thumbs up, fully recognizing Wu Hu's strength.

He felt that a person with this kind of ability would never have low musical attainments. It was not like what an amateur guitar player could do.

This made him want to recruit Wu Hu to work under him even more!

Wu Hu smiled and shook his head, "How could it be a current compilation? I don't have that deep musical attainments. You should be able to tell that there are many melodies in it, which are borrowed from your songs, such as "Nocturne"

, "Chapter 7 of Night", "In the Name of the Father"... and some other piano music melodies, some people believe that they are plagiarized."

In fact, this is what Wu Hu made up and played blindly. Although his guitar skills are not at the master level, level 10 is enough. After all, he has listened to many songs from later generations, and this piece has a lot of later generations in it.

The melody of some songs.

It sounds strange to others, and here's why.

The familiar part is that he borrowed many popular song melodies.

This kind of music, apart from the technical skills, actually has very low "transmission".

The only advantage is that it feels very amazing. At first glance, it will give people a feeling of ‘fuck! This is awesome! Master!’.

In later generations, there was a guy with very good guitar skills. Everyone liked to call him "Brother Fenxiang", that's it. His guitar skills were very good, and many people called him a master.

But it is not so easy for others to imitate his songs.

When the master was playing the guitar, he would occasionally pause, giving the guitar music he played a lingering aftertaste. His approach also gave many people the impression that he was actually thinking. What to play next!

Compared with other songs, the "transmission" of this guitar song is very low.

What Wu Hu played tonight was similar to that of "Brother Fenxiang". He just played wherever he thought. With his skills, he could give people the feeling of a "master".

But he felt that with a master-level skill, a tenth-level skill should not be considered a master. Only those who have reached the master level are qualified to be called a master.

Whether it was the people in the shelter or the netizens in his live broadcast room, they were all silently listening to the surging guitar music that was like mountains and flowing water, and sometimes like the roaring sea.

It wasn't until the end that everyone started to discuss it one after another.

By this time, Wu Hu had already returned the guitar to Milk Cha Lun and lay down to sleep.

Seeing Wu Hu return the guitar to Nai Cha Lun, Ya Huazi didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

The whole night was speechless. When he got up the next day, Wu Hu did some Tai Chi.

Zhan Langjing once again felt the feeling of muscles and bones roaring together, tigers roaring and dragons roaring from his boxing skills. This made him wonder, is that kind of breathing method really so magical?

Although others did not feel the same way as Zhan Langjing, they also felt that the Tai Chi Wu Hu performed today was more powerful than ever before.

He even felt that as long as Wu Hu increased his fist speed, the grass clippings on the ground might be rolled up by him, just like a special effect.

And when he swings his fist in a semicircle and whips it in the air, the whole body trembles and shakes with the force of the fist, and the explosive cracking feeling is particularly easy to get people going.

When some sharp-eyed martial arts enthusiasts saw Wu Hu's Tai Chi, they felt that it had an indescribable and unexplainable charm. They wondered whether Wu Hu's boxing skills had received some kind of very authentic inheritance, and they were It's very different from what I usually see.

Although they couldn't hear the whirring sound of the fist, nor the sound of Wu Hu's muscles and bones when he punched, they could see the smooth and satisfying charm of his punch.

The feeling of a boxing technique performed by a novice boxer and the boxing technique performed by an experienced boxing master are extremely different, which can be seen at a glance.

However, they were not sure how profound Wu Hu's boxing skills were. They always felt that Wu Hu's Tai Chi today was very different from Wu Hu's in the past.

Unfortunately, they couldn't ask for advice in person, so they could only watch it silently, and then discuss it with other boxers in the live broadcast room, waiting for the video editing by the program team.

They felt that Wu Hu's punch today was worthy of their repeated consideration.

Unexpectedly, during the discussion, netizens who did not know the truth would intervene.

"Really or not? No wonder I always feel that Fat Tiger's boxing in the past two days seems to have added special effects. The punches are steady and accurate, and they look particularly powerful, explosive and explosive."

"Tai Chi Master? Say goodbye! Those masters are ridiculous, okay?"

"Can real masters be the same as those online masters?"

"Stop bragging. The more you brag, the more embarrassed you become. It's really that powerful. Let's call Fat Tiger out for a fight!"

"Is Brother Jiaqian from the boxing world here? How much money are you prepared to pay for a fight with Fat Tiger?"

"I'm here! The tentative price is 300,000, but at this price, I probably won't be able to hire him."

"Three hundred thousand, who is the poor one? A single Merlot pearl is worth millions, and the unit is still US dollars. Don't think that Fat Tiger is still as poor as before."

"No, didn't you say one million before? Why has it dropped so much now?"

"It's okay. Brother Jiaqian is not good at other things, but he is good at adding money. Just add money!"

"Damn it, Brother Jia Qian, I'll donate a hundred yuan just to see how Fat Tiger beats people to death with his Tai Chi in the boxing ring..."

"Haha... Do you want Brother Jiaqian to die in the boxing ring?"

"..."

How did Wu Hu know that just moving his muscles comfortably would lead to such an argument. At this time, he was enjoying the tenderness given to him by sister Mina.

After the fight, a sister immediately handed him a bowl of cold water, and all the fatigue was instantly gone.

Zhan Langjing glanced at Wu Hu and did not go up to ask. Instead, he walked aside and became familiar with the breathing method that Wu Hu taught him yesterday.

If, as Wu Hu said, this breathing method can speed up their physical recovery, then it would be a great thing for him.

It will definitely help them survive in the wild.

Wu Hu went to the river to wash up and then went back to make breakfast.

Breakfast is also simple. Just boil a pot of fish soup, add some dried wild vegetables, dried fungus, and some fish balls. The weather is too hot and the fish balls will not last long, so you have to get rid of them quickly.

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As for the fried dumplings, this actually needs to be solved quickly. But because of Mina, they cannot be boiled with the fish soup and can only be steamed separately.

While they were having breakfast and chatting about what they were going to do, the intercom placed not far from Yahuazi's pillow suddenly rang.

Everyone looked at each other and knew that it should be an event announcement for tomorrow.

Yahuazi put down Kuaizi, stood up and went to get the walkie-talkie, "Hello, this is the second group. I am Sissi. Have you released the content of tomorrow's activities?"

The voice of Assistant Director Ren Ke came from the intercom, "Hello, Sissi, I am Ren Ke, the Assistant Director in charge of your second group. Yes, tomorrow's event has been announced. The event is called 'Looking for Treasures'. Please come tomorrow morning."

Assemble at the beach at eight o'clock, I will inform everyone..."

Yahuazi asked: "What is the content of the event?"

"The content of the event will be announced to everyone tomorrow. I am informing you now just to prepare you mentally. Please maintain your condition and don't waste your energy." Ren Ke ended the call quickly and said again before hanging up: "

Please bring your axes, the event lasts for two days, and we will not provide shelter for you tomorrow night.”

Yahuazi couldn't help but curled her lips, put down the walkie-talkie, spread her hands and shrugged, "You have all heard it, that guy didn't want to reveal anything, and what he said is equal to what he didn't say."

Zhan Langjing smiled and said: "But at least we know that tomorrow's activities require all of us to participate, and we also know that we need to conserve our physical strength. Obviously, tomorrow's activities require all of us to work together, and we will probably have to run here and there..."

Old Hu Jian frowned slightly, "What does the program team mean? They have to carry out activities and build temporary shelters. Can we handle it? The program team is preparing to exhaust us to death!"

Milk Cha Lun looked at Wu Hu, "Pang Hu, what do you think?"
To be continued...