Cities: The Goddess of Salvation at the start rewards ten sets of courtyard houses

"This thing is not cheap."

"Of course." An Luoyi raised his head proudly, and said, "This is Vacheron Constantin's 81761 watch, a 700 million luxury watch, made entirely of diamonds."

"It's so embarrassing, it cost you money."

While Zhang Qian was talking, he put his hand on the wooden box and moved the watch to his side.

An Luoyi glanced at him, rolled his eyes subconsciously, and said: "You can take what this lady gave you. The money is all spent, so you can't let me give it to someone else."

"That can't be done." Zhang Qian quickly took the wooden box into his arms.

Seeing this scene, An Luoyi smiled until her brows and eyes turned into crescent moons. She stood up, walked to Zhang Qian and sat down.

"I'll bring it for you."

Zhang Qian was not pretentious, he stretched out his hand, and the watch stayed on his wrist, which looked like it was tailor-made.

"So lovely."

Under the light, the watch glowed brilliantly, and An Luoyi's eyebrows and eyes shone brightly.

"It's just not very practical. Taking this watch out is like showing off your wealth. It's too vulgar, so don't take it out. I bought it for 700 million yuan, and it's too bad to leave it at home."

"Then bring it in front of your friends?" An Luoyi said.

Zhang Qian turned his head to look at her, and said with some grief and indignation: "I still want to live for two more years, why do you want to kill me?"

His face was red, and his expression of grief and indignation seemed a little funny.

An Luoyi covered his mouth and smiled coquettishly.Her face was also red.

There was some drunkenness in the eyes of both of them, words and actions.It all seemed a bit far-fetched and ridiculous.

Chapter 130 When is the moon?

That night, the two chatted for a long time.

Zhang Qian told An Luoyi what happened when he was a child, what was there and what was not, what An Luoyi never had in childhood.

An Luoyi gave Zhang Qian her life, from college to becoming a star.

Time passed little by little.

Unknowingly, there were a few more bottles of wine on the table. The red wine had a strong stamina. Zhang Qian could drink well, but he couldn't stand it.

He looked at the time, it was already twelve o'clock.

"Aren't you going to let me go?" Zhang Qian looked at An Luoyi's face, and his mouth was dry.

An Luoyi said that she hadn't had such a happy chat with someone for a long time.

At this time, the moon was rising and hanging in the sky, surrounded by a few stars. It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon was big and round, and it looked extraordinarily quiet.

An Luoyi suddenly stood up like a drunken maniac, and shouted to the moon: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky about the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it?"

Zhang Qian looked up at An Luoyi who stood up, and suddenly a song came out of his head.

"There is."

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he looked at An Luoyi and said, "Do you have a guitar here?"

"Guitar?" An Luoyi froze.

Of course she has a guitar here, let alone a guitar, she even has a piano.

"Are you going to play music for me?"

"No." After Zhang Qian took the guitar from her hand, he said shamelessly, "I thought of a song that just suits you."

"Song?" An Luoyi was confused.

"You can also compose music."

"Then, who doesn't have a hobby yet?" Zhang Qian smiled, and as his five fingers fluctuated, a familiar and beautiful music came.

It's the tune of Shui Tiao Ge Tou.

Zhang Qian has always had a secret, that is, he is not from this world, but from a time travel.

As this world is very similar to the previous one, but it is also very different, many differences, some famous songs and poems that should have appeared, did not appear.

When he just traveled through time, he still thought about whether he wanted to be a writer, or a singer.

But he couldn't memorize the poems, and he was tone deaf.

Although relying on the rewards given by the system before, he successfully overcame the obstacle of tone insufficiency, but he is already rich, with a net worth of billions, why is he still a singer?

I'm exhausted, but I can't get any benefits.

"You try to use the poems just now to match the tune." Zhang Qian smiled.

With words and music?

An Luoyi was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses and began to listen carefully to the piece played by Zhang Qian, following the beat to find the matching point.

Zhang Qian had played a quarter of the way, and she had already heard that this was definitely a high-quality product, with the potential to sell well.

By the time she heard half of it, she was already able to hum along softly.

"Turn to Zhuge, a low-pitched household, and sleepless nights. There should be no hatred, why do we go to farewell? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has..."

End of a song.

An Luoyi's voice gradually stopped.

She looked at Zhang Qian with surprise, jumped off the sofa, pulled Zhang Qian up and ran to the bedroom.

"Come here quickly."

"What are you doing?" Zhang Qian was staggered.

"You'll know when it arrives."

After the two entered the room, An Luoyi walked to the piano in the corner of the room and sat down.

Her index finger was beating on the black and white keys, and the familiar and beautiful notes formed a line, which was completely unchanged from the piece played by Zhang Qian just now.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask me about the wine..."