ancient five-star seventh system

Chapter 97 I really don't have a harem (33)

Chapter 97 I really don't have a harem (33)

Before he had time to take a closer look, Zuo Xiaole was brought up to Peony.

Looking at this heroic but unbelievably beautiful beauty who was a head taller than herself, Zuo Xiaole felt that her cold eyes seemed to be looking at Shu Man'er in front of her, or looking at her through Shu Man'er.

This inexplicable and absurd feeling made Zuo Xiaole's little heart thump several times, she had to bite the bullet and greet Mudan with a dry smile, "Hello, beauty..."

The expression on Mudan's face was very calm, and she looked sideways at Zuo Xiaole and looked her over.

"Later, there will be Mr. Lao."

Peony's unrestrained style is really unrestrained, and after returning to Zuo Xiaole to salute, she left these words and went on stage.

on stage?
Zuo Xiaole looked confused, what does this mean?
Fortunately, at this time, Yueming and Yuezhu explained to her one by one:
Yueming: "My girl will be on stage later."

Yuezhu: "The girl's show is a sword dance."

Yueming: "Master, you can think about how to cooperate with my girl."

Yuezhu: "In the past two years, it was the girls who won the oiran crown."

Yueming: "I am determined to win this year too."

Yuezhu: "Please also ask the young master to help my girl."

"Young Master Lao." The two said, and saluted Zuo Xiaole.

Zuo Xiaole: "Can I refuse?"

The violent pretty girl duo smiled and looked at Zuo Xiaole and said in unison: "No."

The villain in Zuo Xiaole overturned a 40-meter-long solid wood table, Ah Xi! !

Seeing the two of them staring at her firmly, Zuo Xiaole evaluated her chances of escaping successfully, and gave up decisively, not to mention that she could not predict the violence index of these two girls, even if she could escape from here, she could escape again. Where are you going?This was on a boat, under the eaves of others, she had to bow her head.

...Then we have to bite the bullet.

"Is there a pipa?" Zuo Xiaole, who had figured it out, heard his own voice asking.

"My lord, wait a moment." Yue Zhu turned around and brought Zuo Xiaole a pipa.

"...Thank you, thank you." Zuo Xiaole caught the pipa, her heart bursting with sweat. She added up all her lives, that is, she practiced guitar when she was studying in her previous life. Although both are stringed instruments, there is a gap between the two It's not 01:30, she is really, really...

The hole you dug yourself has to be filled no matter what!

In other words, she really doesn't want to run away and see?Can't she choose not to embarrass herself?
What should I do if I really want to escape?
When I looked up and saw the bright moon beads on the left and right protectors, hey, I'm really dying!
Sitting in the clearly arranged seat, Zuo Xiaole's heart sank, and he worked hard!

Zuo Xiaole had learned the guitar and knew some music scores. With the mind of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, she took a deep breath and tried to pluck the strings of the lute.

Hey, it doesn’t feel bad!

"clang--"

At this moment, with the sound of a gong, everyone's eyes were uniformly attracted to the huge stage. Peony was wearing a red dress with her back facing everyone, her heroic figure shot out from the top of her long sword which was gently raised and pulled, and was pointed at by the tip of the sword. , Zuo Xiaole heard two strings of rapid musical sounds jumping out between his fingers.

"Hey, is it an ambush from all sides?"

"It doesn't sound like..."

"Peony girl!"

"It sounds... a solo?"

"Oh my god - this is not, this is not an ambush!"

"Girl Peony's sword dance is the best in the world!"

"I've heard something I've never heard, what song is this?!"

"A little bit nervous, ah!"

Amidst the rapid music, someone heard the sound and couldn't help but grab the person next to him. Only then did he suppress the urge to run away. When he looked up, he saw Peony's long sword slashing, as if the sword was immediately in front of him. He screamed in fright, and the person next to him screamed. The other people were no better than him. They stumbled and sat on the ground in shock.

There was only a bang, and the group of people near the stage all fell to the ground. This was really the first time for no reason.

"I smell flowers..."

"What flower?"

"Peony!"

"Peony girl is so beautiful!"

"Cold, calm down, don't make a sound!"

Someone grabbed the person next to him who was still terrified, and while mysteriously preventing him from making a sound, he looked around.

"What's wrong?" Others couldn't help him, and asked in a low voice.

"I feel... ambushed!"

"..." Damn mentally retarded!
But this song really makes the hair stand on end, what's the matter?

"Is this a war song?"

"I don't know, it sounds very... the flash of swords and shadows!"

"..."

"..."

"You are so quiet, are you trying to cause trouble?"

"Feel like...a night attack?"

"Ms. Peony is a little tired, and my heart hurts..."

"..."

Zuo Xiaole didn't know what was going on with her. The fingers were her own, but the skillful feeling of plucking the strings made her feel inexplicable. But the music was really magical. Listening to it, her Emotions followed the rush of the music and became high-spirited, and followed the slowness of the music and became sad. Her whole body seemed to be transformed into the music and blended into the creative background.

The shaking ground, the crumbling roof tile corpses, the deafening cries of drums, and the chilling shadows of swords and swords, this is a purgatory, a huge meat grinder, and a Vanity Fair that will last forever.

Zuo Xiaole felt that she could not live for half a second in this kind of place, but this did not prevent her from savoring the tension and stimulation from the five senses, and by the way passed this emotion through the strings of her fingertips.

"Hey? Why am I crying?"

"Girl Peony, I won't leave you—" Someone lost control and wanted to climb up the stage frantically, but was pulled down in time by the person next to him.

"Farewell, Peony—" Someone cried loudly and jumped into the river with a thud, but probably this kind of thing happened, so the organizer of the oiran selection contest had already prepared for it. Passed a small boat next to him, and his crying could be heard from a distance.

When Zuo Xiaole was Ruan Lingyu, she sang Farewell My Concubine for several years, but she never thought that as a close observer, she would witness this historical and artistic scene with her own eyes.Xiang Yu's sorrow, Chu Ge's weeping, Yu Ji's determination, and the endless torrent of the river, all these make up a beautiful picture scroll, which breaks people's hearts and makes people cry.

Although it is a solo, the intense part is shocking, and the soothing part makes people nervous, or helpless and sad, with complicated emotions. It has a richness and variety that cannot be matched by any music so far. It goes on and on, obviously it should be a lively scene, but now it is really silent, and weeping people can be heard uncontrollably sobbing occasionally.

Coupled with Peony's well-coordinated dancing posture, everyone didn't know whether they were intoxicated by the music or the dancing posture, and they couldn't get back to their senses for a long time.

After that, I don't know who applauded. After a while, there was continuous applause. Some fanatics shouted good songs and dances. They used their hands and feet to climb up the high stage when they were excited, but they just blinked their eyes. In a short time, this wave of people was cleaned up.

(End of this chapter)

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