After Zong Lili went to war, Yun'er and Kong Yao were left among the seven little flowers.

The two looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.

"Brother Short, it's my turn!" said that Yun'er had already coiled up her long hair, although she was still wearing the loose white bathrobe, but it no longer reminded people of Sadako, and the exposed neck added a bit of youth, just like the schoolgirls queuing at the bathroom door.

"Brother Short, I heard that you are still the main force of the drama club in school, and you are good at acting, is that true?" asked Yun'er with big eyes.

"This ......" Short didn't know what Yun'er's routine was so far, whether there was a pit or not, and he didn't dare to admit or deny it easily.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you're our president!" Yun'er said in a terrible voice.

"It's not true, it's just a hobby, a school club, you have to join one or two after all, right, that's it. Short replied, his tone full of confidence, like a senior pretending to be forced in front of his school.

Yun'er rolled her eyes and said: "According to the rules of the game, I want to set up a scene, and then have a big adventure in it, I see that the previous sisters have all shown their magical powers, and they can use songs, contexts and other things as scenes, then I am the youngest, not so powerful, how about I act in a drama with you?"

"Hey, that's a good idea!" said Schott, pretending to applaud, "the question is, how are you going to embody the big adventure, and how can I be honest?"

"Since the rules are set by us, then Brother Short, you have to listen well...... Yuna continued, "I'm going to play pantomime, and then I need my sisters to be NPCs to create a feeling of being in a park for me, and then, you're a spectator in another time and space, that is, the audience, and after I'm done, you have to use all your language talents to describe or compliment my performance, and if you satisfy me, you win, otherwise I lose." ”

"It's a member of Moses Dada, it's so creative!" Schott applauded excitedly, and was genuinely impressed by Yuna's initiative, and couldn't wait to see such a wonderful performance right away!

Although the space is a little small as a stage, it is still enough as a unique venue.

Yuna communicated with the little flowers, and roughly touched the tasks of the NPCs.

The little flowers comprehended, dispersed, and entered their respective roles.

"Ouch! look at this formation, the performance is not low!" Schott exclaimed, watching with even more interest......

Kong Yao used her virtual technology to do some stage design to make the performance more visual.

The show began......

First of all, Ma Lu, standing in the far corner, danced a music box villain-like whirling dance, which reminded people of the little bunting, worthy of being a professional dancer, and suddenly improved the quality of the whole performance.

A beam of chasing light hit Yun'er's body, and she was expressionless, like a battered girl looking for the shadow of autumn in a spring park, completely out of place with the environment, but it was this sense of incompatibility that made Short seem to add a bit of meaning.

As a pantomime, it should be like this, that is, elegant art, just like the so-called truth that literature is the thing behind the words, pantomime does not rely on lines to express the heart, pantomime relies on the performance of the actors and the atmosphere created by the choreography, and the emotion is stuffed into the hearts of the audience.

Schott already felt that if he could produce a high-art show on the spot, the romance would never be in danger of dying, thanks to these girls! one by one so lovely, so serious, so pleasing.

The performances of the other girls also appeared gradually, and they were like various signs in the park, such as flowers and trees, such as benches and winding paths...... It's completely dependent on the girls' performances to show, and they're really all drama spirits!

The effect music is also very good, chanting and singing in a low voice, like a string of wind chimes under the eaves, looming, seemingly absent.

SCHOTT was moved!

He was touched by the intentions of the girls, by the sacredness imprinted on Yuna's pure face, by the cooperative performance of the girls, and by the overall style......

He sniffed, and he clearly sensed that the girls were trying to make him happy, to make his deep anxiety disappear, to make him forget the hidden worries of the demise of humanity for a while...... This is the advantage of having a lot of girls, not only considerate, but also able to form a group to come to an elegant artistic performance!

Just ask the emperors and generals in the past, who would dare to imagine that a few years later, there would be a person named Short, on the top of the clouds, in his own private jet, enjoying such a vigorous Yaochi night party?

The show is over.

Yun'er breathed a sigh of relief again, her little face overflowed with excitement in her heart, she looked forward to Schott's sincere words, yes, this is like a best partner, a sense of trust and tacit understanding lingers in the hearts of both parties, I am already in place, you will not be bad. That's it.

Compliments, compliments, and compliments come from the heart.

Schotter groaned slightly, he thought that the best thing to do at this moment was to chant his inner voice, and that voice was the wind-like thing that blew the wind chimes in the corners of the eaves, yes, poetry!

Short calmly searched for the tune he had just chanted in his heart, it was a poem, one he had heard and loved, "When I Was Asked......

"When I was asked how I started writing poetry, I spoke of natural indifference, and it was shortly after my mother's death, on a bright June day, when everything was flourishing, and I was sitting in a beautiful park full of plants, on a gray stone bench, but that day the lilies were deaf like the ears of a drunken and sleeping man, and the roses bent inward, and nothing was black or broken, not a leaf fell, and for the summer holidays, the sun shouted endless commercials, and sat on a gray stone bench, and on my innocent face, there was only a faint red and white anxiety, and I put my sorrow into the mouth of language, the only thing that can grieve with me. ”

Schott's chanting is very much in line with the situation of the performance just now, this is the realm of art, like a thread that makes people itch as if there is nothing, it is so sincere, so moving......

Such a seamless improvisation is simply a miracle on the clouds!

Everyone was beaming, just like the smiles on the faces of the actors at the curtain call after a wonderful performance, so satisfied and happy.