Su Zi had already hid in the backstage of the geisha group at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There are a lot of people in the troupe, and this large-scale performance team that travels between countries, plus the running boys, gangsters, coachmen, etc., the number of people has reached thousands.

Although the backstage is only a temporary shed, it still comes out from many areas, and there are many separate small rooms for geisha to make up and change clothes.

Su Zi lowered her head and walked around for a while, and saw a small room with no one flashing in.

"Yuxiang, hurry up. ”

"Hey, I'll change my clothes, and I'll be right here. ”

As the conversation outside the door fell, a woman lifted the curtain and walked in, and when she looked up, she saw Su Zi standing in front of her.

"You..."

Before she could say a word, the woman was cut by Su Zi with a knife and fainted.

Su Zi caught her fallen body, put it on the wooden chair, and flashed to the curtain of the door to look out, making sure that no one noticed the anomaly here.

A moment later, the door curtain was lifted, and Su Zi, who was already dressed as Yuxiang, walked out.

Su Zi lowered her head, tidied up her clothes as she walked, and suddenly stretched out a hand from the oblique thorn, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her forward.

"Why has it been so long? I haven't changed my clothes. Forget it, it's your turn, hurry up. ”

The man pushed hard behind her, Su Zi was caught off guard for a while, took two steps forward, and was pushed out of the black curtain by her.

As soon as his eyes lit up, a deafening cheer came.

"Yuxiang!Yuxiang!Yuxiang......"

"Yuxiang, I love you...... I love you......"

"Marry me, Yuxiang......"

…… The brain crashed for a second.

The crowd of thousands of people in the audience was excited, the cheers were thunderous, and Su Zi on the stage was stunned and pale.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw the periphery of the crowd, the imperial guards who were pulling people to search one by one, and in the distance, there were groups of ordinary soldiers.

Su Zi froze in the middle of the stage.

The music sounded, faint and resentful, lingering, it was a guzheng.

Su Zi has always liked the ancient instrument of the guzheng, and she has studied it for a while, and she still has one at home.

Damn, now is not the time to think about this.

The ink eyes swept over the excited faces of the audience, why don't you run? Quietly retreated, and walked away as soon as the curtain was lifted, just two steps, and he would not be discovered.

There are imperial guards watching her, three, no, four, what about Zhu Rui?

Where is Juri?

The curtains on both sides of the stage were lifted, and two teams of graceful women, with clear faces and white shirts, green silk and ink dyeing, colorful fans elegant, lotus steps, swirling around Su Zi, slowly brought Su Zi to the middle of the stage.

Why don't you just deal with it?

But does this mean that she wants to dance or sing?

Dance, I only learned hip-hop dance for a while, but I don't know how to dance classical at all.

Singing, I haven't heard this music, how can I sing it?

Su Zi's brain was spinning rapidly, and fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

The music played for a while, and when the dancing girls saw that Su Zi was still standing still, they gave her a look.

The ink eyes finally lit up, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor!

Okay, that's it, I'm still afraid of these ancients?

Su Zi turned around and walked straight to the side of the stage, where the pianist leaned over and said a few words.

The luthier nodded, ticked a few ends, and then pressed the strings, and the music stopped.

Su Zi walked back to the middle of the stage and took a deep breath.

The dancers stopped their movements and looked at her curiously one by one, and the square under the stage also fell silent, and everyone waited with bated breath.

The ink eyes closed, Su Zi slowly calmed down, the soft cherry mouth opened lightly, and the beautiful singing voice spread:

"It rains a lot in March in Furong City,"

"April embroidery needle. ”

"The feather fan refers to the formation of a thousand armies,"

"A few inches of brocade. ”

"Watch the iron horse stepping on the glacier, the silk thread sewing Shaohua, the red dust thousand tent lamp,"

"The mountains and rivers are a journey, and the wind and snow are another journey. ”

The light string sound sounded faintly, hazy and real, and the cut was seamless. Su Zi turned her head to look at the pianist, and the pianist with a few mustaches smiled at her slightly, and then bowed his head to flick the piano.

"Red candle pillow May flowers and leaves are deep, June apricot blossom village. ”

"There are thousands of red crisp hands and green silk, and there is one more point for marriage. ”

"Waiting for the remnant sun to shine on the lonely shadow, the peony dyes the copper bottle, and the city is full of the sound of the shepherd's flute,"

"The Yiren leaned on the door and looked forward to the return journey......"

The water sleeve flicked and floated in front of Su Zi's eyes, Yiji took her right foot as the axis, lightly stretched her long sleeves, and her delicate body rotated.

"You can see every stitch of embroidery, someone hurts for you. ”

"You can see that the peony blooms for a lifetime, and someone waits for you. ”

"The rivers run into the sea, and all things spring for whom,"

"The bright moon shines on others. ”

More dancing girls circled around Su Zi, waving their jade hands, slender and light, and their clothes fluttering, like Lingbo fairies.

The rain of flowers in the sky, floating in the air, light and graceful swirling, the people in the middle of the straight lining are delicate and peachy, such as the posture of the orchid, indescribably beautiful and elegant, noble and vulgar.

At this time, the tone of the piano also turned, and the rotation was high, straight into the clouds.

"You can see another stitch of embroidery, someone hurts for you. ”

"You can see that there are people in the summer rain and autumn wind, waiting for you. ”

"Green bamboo weeps ink marks, brocade calligraphy and painting can't be made,"

"The love needle and thread are inexhaustible, and the mandarin duck pillow is ......"

A song "Shu Embroidery" penetrates the tunnel of time and space, echoing in this strange world, the gorgeous lyrics are gentle and touching, distant and profound, and Su Zi's strong homesickness cannot be sung.

Her hometown is in that place where the grass, trees, clouds and mountains are like splendor, and Qinchuan has no time to do it.

Su Zi's crisp noise revealed a little sadness, strange contradictions, but strange names, which made the listener want to stop.

The sound fell, and the square was quiet for a moment, and suddenly applause erupted, and the sound of cheers and admiration was endless.

Su Zi bowed to the audience, turned his head and raised his thumb at the pianist, smiled brightly, and then turned around decisively and entered the backstage.

Zhu Rui stood on the roof, his hands behind his back, listening intently from beginning to end.

The little man on the stage clung to his heart, his heart was beating fiercely, the loneliness in her voice made him feel distressed, and her bright smile made him long.

These days, Cheng Ziyi's lost soul is in his eyes, and he has always warned himself to stay away from her, retreat to a safe distance and control his heart tightly, she is not someone he can touch.

However, as soon as her singing sounded, he recognized her, and at this moment, the heartache of longing, eager to possess and ravage fiercely, eager to kill Ye Weixi and replace her.

Shaking his head vigorously, Zhu Rui said in a dumb voice: "Someone." ”

"General?" a guard stepped forward and bowed.

"Surrounding the geisha group, the person who just sang is Feng Jun, ask her to go back. ”