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The melody of "Guangling San" lingers throughout the Feihua Pavilion. The spectators couldn't help but be infected by Guanglingsan's heroic righteousness.

Dressed in splendor, the spears are vertical and horizontal.

The dance music is impassioned, resonant, and has an indignant and unyielding righteousness. At that time, when Xia He chose a song for Xia Qing, he also decided to dance because of this song's courage.

Because it is a long-lost dance music, although some musicians can play it, no one can dance anymore.

It was purely a coincidence that Xia He would dance this song, and now she taught this song to Xia Qing without reservation, and she also wanted to tell Xia Qing that she had taught her without reservation.

Xia Qing was very competitive, and learned Guanglingsan in the shortest time, because this is a song full of indignation, and the feeling of dancing is not as soft as the Huangteng song, but more of an atmosphere that does not let women shave their eyebrows.

There is also a sword dance at the end of the dance, and Xia He asks her to dance with a manly momentum.

Before taking the stage today, Xia Qing was still very nervous, and not seeing the master made her feel uncertain.

But after coming on stage, Hehuan's ridicule of her stimulated her fighting spirit, and several movements that she didn't do well during training were perfectly done at this time.

Kick up, punch the palm, swing the arm, step over, and collect the sword.

The last sword dance Xia Qing completed perfectly.

The spectators in the stands vaguely saw a dancing girl dressed in green clothes, combing a flying fairy bun, and her facial features like that of a woman from the extreme Western Regions, dancing on the stage with the majestic momentum of Guangling.

Momentum, momentum. Every transition was wonderful and perfect.

On the stage, she bowed slightly, and the cinnabar mole on her forehead flashed red.

Lord Li's jaw is about to drop, Guangling is scattered, there are still people who can dance this kind of song that has been lost for so long?

He subconsciously looked at the man in red, only to see that the man was also looking at him with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"It's worthy of being bought by Lord Li for 100,000 gold, this dance will definitely be famous all over the world. ”

"Yes, I watched the little lady buy it for 200,000 gold and didn't lose anything. ”

............

Lord Li looked at the colleagues who kept praising the women on the stage, and wanted to cry without tears.

Now they won't laugh at themselves, but the priceless treasure fan in their hands is about to be lost.

He looked at the little figure on the stage indignantly, what a damn thing, such a little dancing girl could dance such a dance?

is also very unhappy with the acacia on stage.

From Guanglingsan's tone, she secretly felt that something was wrong. This kind of lost dance music, even if it can't be performed perfectly, is refreshing for the audience under the stands, not to mention the soul of this woman's dance.

Thinking of this, Acacia's delicate face was a little distorted with anger.

She deliberately slammed into the oncoming Xia Qing.

The defenseless Xia Qing was knocked and stumbled.

An emerald green bottle fell from Xia Qing's arms and rolled to the side.

"Don't think that you can win me in this way, Xia He can compete with my Huang Tengqu in this world. “

Xia Qing ignored Hehuan, squatted down and picked up the bottle before leaving.

"You actually ignore me?" The angry Hehuan didn't care about any arrogance and demeanor, she grabbed Xia Qing's shoulders and forced her to look at herself, "That's why I jumped a Guangling San and became arrogant like this, so do you want us old bones to live in the future?"

Xia Qing looked at the woman in front of her who had become ugly because of jealousy, it was really pitiful.

"Holding me like this, does Sister Hehuan think it's good-looking?" Xia Qing looked at the crowd around her, intentionally or unintentionally. When they made a fuss, the spectators were all looking in this direction, and the two instantly became the focus.

Hehuan came back to her senses, she gently shook Xia Qing's coat, "Sister's clothes were just stained with dust, no wonder my sister looks dirty." ”

"Then thank you, Sister Hehuan, for caring about me so much. Xia Qing pulled back his clothes from Hehuan's hand, turned his head and left.

Hehuan gritted his teeth angrily, and his plain hands coated with Kodan trembled angrily at this time.

I want her to have the upper hand again!

Hehuan stomped his feet heavily and walked to his room.

"She's really improved. In the private room on the second floor, Mochen was drinking wine, and his eyes kept chasing the shadow.

"She's very talented, in terms of dancing. A woman's voice came in through the doorway.

It was Xia He who came in at the door.

She held a beautiful and delicate teapot in her hand, and a landscape painting was painted on the teapot, and the inscription under the painting was Yu Zheng Gongzi.

"Last time, it was Mu Hibiscus who served the son, if there is anything wrong, Xia He will make amends today. This pot of Longjing before the rain was soaked by Xia He himself, and the son tasted it. ”

Mochen didn't answer, and tasted the tea brought by Xia He.

"Not only has the craftsmanship not regressed, but it is better than before. He smiled and drank his tea.

"Because..... I have never dared to forget..... For fear that the son would come, Xia He never dared to forget. Xia He lowered his head, tears flashing in his eyes.

"I haven't been here for a few years...... Fortunately, Xia He, you still remember me, and I will come often in the future. Mochen added another glass of wine to himself. "By the way, Hehuan is the number one brand of your Drunken Immortal Building?"

"Yes, she won the Oiran Contest that year, and then she has been in first place for more than a year. ”

Mochen nodded, looking out the window attentively, the small figure was gone. "Xia He, you said that I said a lot of things to a woman, will she still pay attention to me?"

Xia He, who was originally pouring tea, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. "Childe has a favorite girl?"

"No.... Sort of. ”

Xia He's eyes darkened, and then he raised his head again and said seriously, "If that girl likes Childe, she will forgive you, if she is not happy, it may not be easy to forgive." ”

Xia He looked at Mochen who was deep in thought, but his heart hurt as if he was grinding meat.

The feeling that something was forcibly pulled out of the body and suffocated.

"Childe, Xia He is a little unwell, so I went back to the room to rest first. Xia He turned around and wiped the tears that had fallen, she didn't want to be seen by Mochen, seeing herself so embarrassed and so fragile.

"Should.... I like it. Mo Chen's voice behind him was muffled, completely different from his usual appearance.

"That's, yes, congratulations to Xia He..... Childe. Xia He didn't turn her head, she didn't dare to look at the face that made her heart beat, she was afraid that if she looked at it again, she would fall again.

She was afraid that if she waited for him, it would be another three years.

Xia He left, Mochen didn't keep her, she walked quickly, her back was very decisive, she hummed the song softly,

"Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world......"

This was the song she sang to Mo Chen when she first met him, and she felt that it should be the lowest period of Mo Chen's life, because every day he came to the Drunken Immortal Building, only ordered a pot of osmanthus brew, and only asked her to sing and dance.

The first time she saw Mo Chen, she fell in love with this cool man, although he never said even a word to herself, and always looked at herself with a sad look, but Xia He felt that it was him the moment she saw him.

"Why did you choose me to accompany you?" Xia He had asked him this question.

"Because you're quiet. Mochen didn't look at her, but still answered her question.

Just one sentence has supported Xia He for all the rest of his time, no matter whether it is good or bad, no matter how hard it is, because of this sentence, Xia He has gritted his teeth and persevered until now.

Now, it's time to forget, three years is too long, life is too short, how many three years can a dancer have in her life?

Xia He didn't look behind him from beginning to end.

Therefore, she didn't see the three words that the man behind her said with the shape of his mouth.

"I'm sorry. ”