"You must win, you can't let the group of people in the Pear Blossom Club be so arrogant!" Qin Dawei Yin admonished.

The people of Ewha Club played before them.

President Ewha who had been crying for a long time finished putting on makeup and changed into costumes with the help of their members-only then did the Peking Opera Club of Jiangcheng University find out that people were going to sing "Farewell My Concubine".

The costume of Yu Ji was so beautiful, obviously improved, with clusters of manzhu sawa and cherry blossoms embroidered on the goose-yellow satin, and peacock blue trim with openwork lace, beautiful and charming.

The president of the Pear Blossom Club walked towards the front desk in the crowd of people, passed by the Peking Opera Club of Jiangcheng University, and gave them a coquettish look. Although I don't want to admit it, many people actually think of "looking back and laughing, oh no, looking back and sighing...... Bai Meisheng" this sentence.

Qin Dawei was particularly unhappy, and spat at someone's back: "Phew, dead ladyboy, sissy." The next sentence was full of pain, and he said to Lin Qian accusatory, "Why can he sing Yu Ji as a man, but I can't?" Lin Qian, we have to talk about this matter well, I want to sing Yu Ji! If you don't rank me this time, I should always ...... next time."

Lin Qian: "...... You're just scolding people's dead shemales, sissies. ”

"I'm jealous, can't you see it?"

Lin Qian: "......"

"Don't make a fuss," he rubbed the corners of his forehead, almost rubbing the flowers of the maid he had just dressed up, and quickly stopped. This is going to be confused by Qin Dawei, "Now there are 22 teams of players on the stage, and three of the five college Peking Opera clubs in Jiangcheng have already played, this is the fourth, see how they perform?"

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A group of people sneakily touched the edge of the backstage, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked cautiously at the stage.

I have to say that this Pear Blossom Club of West Pear University is really a good mix in the Peking Opera Club of various universities, at least people are serious and have lighting engineers to do the lighting effects, a waning moon-like chasing light shines on the stage coldly, and moves with the figure of Yu Ji, the president of Pear Blossom, I saw him singing and dancing, his beautiful figure is like a touch of grass, and it seems that he does not hold it. In all directions, there are many black shadows, and it seems that thousands of troops are in ambush......

The barren grass whimpered, and Chu Ge was everywhere......

"This sissy president, there are still two hits. Qin Dawei put his head next to Lin Qian and said.

"It's two-hit. Lin Qian said.

The president of Lihua on the stage does not seem to have received professional Peking Opera training, and his basic skills are not solid, and his steps and figure are not up to standard. However, perhaps because of the wild road, there is a strange style, the Yu Ji played by others is a desolate beauty at the end of the road, and the Yu Ji played by President Pear Blossom is like a Chinese ghost ghost on the desolate battlefield, as if the enchanting Nie Xiaoqian, if she is not careful, she will arouse people's hearts.

President Pear Blossom on the stage, his figures are done one after another, and his eyes are thrown one after another. The smoke is charming, soft as boneless, and the eyes of the pear blossoms with rain that have just cried can bring people into the play without makeup.

It was only then that the audience under the stage had some spontaneous applause.

Instead of the two dozen or so participating teams before, they received courtesy applause.

The president of the Ewha Society opened his mouth and sang sadly, "Seeing that the king is sleeping in the tent and his clothes, I am out of the tent and dissipating sorrow here......"