On either side of the stage, two black-clad trainers nervously grasped the reins in their hands.

When Gu Xiaobai sang the chorus, they had to lead one of the horses onto the stage.

Of course, Gu Xiaobai only needs one horse, and two horses are actually used just in case.

After all, the lights on the stage in front of you were confused, the sound was noisy, and the horses were likely to be frightened.

When the time comes, whether it hurts a person or a horse, the result is terrible.

The two trainers communicate through headphones, and if Horse No. 1 is not frightened, it will be on stage later.

If it is restless, it can only go to number two.

Fortunately, the two horses are doing well at the moment.

The people who eat melons said that their mood was stable.

Gu Xiaobai has already sung the last paragraph of the main song.

"Look at the prosperity of that year

Like rain

See the ...... of Hakuba"

The low, hoarse, thick, stable timbre is like a white sand covering the earth, and this hoarseness is not blindly low, so low that it is impossible to distinguish. It was dark and bright, like a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Steady, too steady!

It's a complete spike of the original version!

No, this is the state that the original singer should be!

It turned out that the original song was completely delayed by the recording level!

This is definitely the original song!

Offstage, professional singers were stunned by this amazing timbre control, and ordinary audiences were very much looking forward to "Youth Xing" from the beginning, after all, this is a very catchy and highly sung song, and now it is playing all over the street!

Many of them had even whispered along.

At this moment, when the three words of the white horse were sung, a horse neighing suddenly sounded on the stage!

Everyone saw that the white horse in ink in the background actually ran down from the picture.

No, it wasn't the ink horse that ran down, but a white horse, running from the back of the stage to the stage.

The psychedelic lighting makes it dreamlike, real and fake.

One second, it didn't seem to exist, and the next, it was already condensed in the air.

"Herod's Laws—"

A long hiss, majestic and mighty.

At that moment, both trainers were stunned.

"Number 1, number one, your horse has run up?"

"No, isn't it right away on the 2nd?"

No?

None of them?

So where did this horse come from?

How could there be a third horse!

Moreover, the horse on the stage was completely different from the horse in their hands, this horse, two heads taller than the horse they were leading, fat and strong, white all over, without a trace of variegation.

Its saddle bridles are all golden yellow, inlaid with gold and jade. Even the reins seemed to be mixed with gold wires, shining exceptionally under the stage lights.

On horseback, it also had a bow and arrows, wrapped in gold wire, and the feathers were white.

It ran behind the big tree on the stage, lowered its head, and rubbed Gu Xiaobai's face affectionately.

Gu Xiaobai was slightly stunned.

Shine the night!

How did this guy run out on his own!

Gu Xiaobai prepared two white horses, just to ensure that his performance was foolproof, but he didn't think about letting Zhao Ye come.

After all, there are only five minutes of illumination, what a pity to waste!

And with such a big stage and so many cameras, how can you explain where such a horse came from?

But now Iliya has run out on her own!

This guy is as uneasy as a stupid dog.

But what a happy feeling.

I guess that's what it feels like to be trusted.

Never mind...... Explain what......

Let the chips fall where they may!

Gu Xiaobai finished singing the last sentence of the first paragraph, turned his head, and gently stroked Zhaoye's neck, smoothing the hair for it.

Zhaoye tilted his head, looking at Gu Xiaobai curiously, wondering why the master was wearing such an ugly helmet.

Offstage, Mr. Hong and Mr. Lie were so frightened that the hairs on their necks stood up.

Where did this come from a horse!

And it's such a big horse!

Look at its big hooves, if it flies, I'm afraid it can kick people's heads!

Because of the short size of Mongolian horses, which are common in the Central Plains, improving horse breeds has been an important military initiative in history. This Zhaoye is a descendant of the Kazakh horse and the Ili horse, which were extremely rare in the Central Plains during the Western Han Dynasty.

It was Wei Qing's conquest of the Huns, and the foal born from a stallion captured from a leader, because of its white coat and particularly beautiful, it was given to his nephew by Wei Qing since he was a child, and he grew up with him.

Such a good horse can be said to be priceless.

It may be better cared for than ordinary princes and nobles, and after the age of three, it already has a group of harem horses to breed.

In his own population, calling for wind and rain, it is not majestic.

It can be said that it is an absolute horse birth winner.

And its owner is a high-spirited young hero, who runs the palace and no one dares to stop him.

Even with it, there was a sense of arrogance and pride.

How can this spirit be compared to those little mares, or stallions that have been emasculated in order to reduce their wildness?

It stood on the stage, as if its whole body was shining, satin-like fur, shiny and shiny, and its neat mane fluttered in the air.

Zhao Ye first looked around, and Sa Huan ran around the field, like a horse king patrolling his own territory.

Fortunately, the stage was enlarged so that it could run away.

After running around and not finding anything interesting, it returned to Gu Xiaobai's side, snorting and panting, looking curiously at the microphone in Gu Xiaobai's hand, as if it wanted to take a bite.

Great, there are turnips to eat!

Big turnip! Big turnip!

Gu Xiaobai couldn't hold it down when he cried and laughed, and he was so anxious that he couldn't help it.

Another "Herod" cried out, and the neighing of horses was heard through the loudspeaker.

Why don't you let Teruya eat large radish?

Shine the night favorite to eat big radish!

Oops, it's a hurry!

Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand, gently stroked Zhaoye's neck, comforted it, and took out a radish from his pocket and handed it to it.

This was prepared for him by the trainer, so that if the horse was frightened, it would be easy to reassure him.

Zhao Ye ate one in one bite, and Gu Xiaobai took out another one and fed it to it.

Horses especially love sweets, radishes are called reeds in "Erya", which is a rare sweet that horses can get, and the two radishes in Gu Xiaobai's hands are now improved varieties, sweet and crisp, especially delicious, and they can't stop eating at night, neighing excitedly, jumping and jumping on the stage.

Then he came to Gu Xiaobai to ask for it, but unfortunately, Gu Xiaobai brought two carrots with him.

I can't fit in more pockets!

And at this moment, the interlude ends, and the chorus begins.

Gu Xiaobai turned around, playing, smoking, and rising.

"Xinfeng wine bucket ten thousand

Tie the horse high-rise weeping willow edge

Biased white feather sits in the golden saddle ......"

Zhao Ye tirelessly chased the microphone in Gu Xiaobai's hand, so that he could barely sing.

In the midst of crying and laughing, Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand and pressed it, while singing, his body seemed to have violated the laws of physics, and he took a leap and jumped on horseback.

When he "tuned the white feather", he had already flown up, and as soon as the words "sitting on the golden saddle" fell, he was already sitting on the golden saddle.

Moreover, his breath was so stable that he didn't even tremble!