Chapter 200： A dream (2/2)
”The shriveled and shriveled like a bean sprout, what's to behold, um... The young master likes Qing Yu's mature and beautiful sister, wow, the mountains are high and the road is far away, and I still need to work hard to explore That's it.”
Sikong disdain, ”You are seriously lacking maternal love, this is a disease, you can cure it!”
Bai Suren's singing reverberated throughout the Qin Mountain, and beautiful red or green birds flew down the canopy one after another, not afraid of people, step by step cautiously approaching the stage.
The reverberation around the beam, hundreds of birds come to face.
”Night days, beautiful scenery, no matter what the sky, who's family is delightful!”
With a low voice, a picturesque woman appeared in front of people, and Du Liniang, who was hurting and pitying herself, was talking to her.
The beautiful, long-lasting, deeply emotional melody complements the sorrowful and sad emotions, and the straight singing makes the mouth fragrant.
After the song, Bai Suren tumbled, his eyes wandering back towards the stage, the corners of his mouth swelled, but no sound came out.
Sikong murmured, ”It turns out that lovesickness is not revealed because it is already in the bone.”
”Sikong, what are you talking about?” Zhao Ziyu asked in surprise.
Sikong said in a low voice, ”She said that she was shocked that lovesickness did not show up, it turned out that it was only because of the bone.”
Zhao Ziyu scratched his head, ”God is talking, I don't understand...”
Sikong sighed, ”Since ancient times, passionate women hate freely, and the world is full of **** big bosses like you. Even though there are so many styles, who would you tell me?!”
”Cut!” Zhao Ziyu was very disdainful.
”First of all, you are talking about the vacant hatred who is full of style and style.”
Zhao Ziyu pointed to the stage,
”If it's a man or a woman, you can tell me clearly first!”
Sikong dumbfounded.
Here, Lin Chou also had to express his admiration for Bai Suren’s singing skills, although the gender boundaries are very blurred...
But truly talented people are absolutely worthy of respect, and there is no problem in saying nothing.
”It's the first time Boss Lin listened to everyone's chants?”
Lin Chou nodded and looked at Qin Wuyong who was talking...
It seems that there are a lot of people surnamed Qin in the base city.
Qin Wuyong smiled and fiddled with the recorder 3 in his hand.
”Everybody Bai once sang the Peony Pavilion fifty-five times at the venue for the bicentennial of the establishment of the base city. At that time, everyone was still a very small girl and couldn't walk steadily... The whole venue was filled with all kinds of birds and animals, dancing to the melody, everyone sang, and fainted to the ground. These animals and birds did not allow anyone to approach, spread their wings to cover the pergola, and there were various birds. The demon planted fruit was fed to the Bai family for three days. It was not until the Bai family woke up safely that the flying birds gradually dispersed. The bright light made a sensation and became a legend.”
There is such a thing? This is the mythical version of Mingguang Legend?
”Boss Lin doesn't believe it?”
Lin Chou nodded.
Qin Wuyong said, ”I don't believe it either!”
”...”
Shan Ye leaned his neck on the stove, and suddenly woke up and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
”Um...what's the situation?...hoo, finished singing? It's so good!”
Xia Yu curled his lips, ”Is your old man awake?”
Shan Ye's eyes are like caring for orphan children begging along the street, ”Drink is not intoxicating, and everyone is drunk. Lao Tzu is immersed in the profound artistic conception of music, intoxicated!”
”...”
There is such a brazen person!