Night is the ultimate rhyme of color rendering. The interweaving of brilliance and night contributes to the boundary of high beams like dreams. The morning star in the sky is very dazzling and unique. Tonight, it shines alone.

"I want to go to the Valley of the Hundred Flowers. Ling's eyes were full of hope, and that was the future she longed for.

"It's like a butterfly, graceful and soft. I dream of one day wearing wide-sleeved fairies and showing my most graceful dancing. ”

"Oh, can you still dance?" Wang Qingyun interjected at the right time.

"Naturally. Ling smiled proudly.

"Why don't we all ask Miss Ling to dance and let us open our eyes?" Wang Qingyun shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

He is the only one who can stir up some strange emotions at any time and in any environment, and people have to participate in it. But it's this feeling of compulsion that doesn't make people feel offended. Because everyone also needs to use a lively atmosphere to maintain their state, most of them are usually self-conscious.

"Good!" the crowd applauded.

At night, everyone sat together, and it was supposed to be a peaceful night, but Wang Qingyun was so drummed that it began to become lively.

Get out of the way of a small area large enough to use Ling, and everyone will wait and see.

"You can't laugh at me if you don't dance well. Again, unlike the previous pride, Ling Jing at this time had already begun to make excuses in advance for his possible mistakes.

"No, you're too careful. Everyone hurriedly comforted. It's naturally good to have a lively look, and everyone thinks they can't wait.

"Whew~" Ling took a deep breath, even in front of everyone who got along day and night, she seemed a little nervous at this time.

The little woman presented a song and dance "Yanyu Jiangnan"; Ling folded his hands horizontally, gently pulled up his clothes, bowed slightly to everyone, and bowed.

"Oh?!" Seeing Ling so serious, it was not much different from the formal performance. This really made everyone interested, and at the same time, they couldn't help but start looking forward to the next performance.

"The curtain covers the shadow of the sky, and the rain falls when the flowers fall;"

The ancient melody is very intimate, and it is the most popular tune of the season. The aftermath is long, far-reaching and long-lasting, like an ethereal singing, and like a graceful lingering.

Just the first sentence of his mouth completely amazed everyone present. The pure and beautiful voice, after being modified by gorgeous rhetoric, looks brighter and more moving.

"The insects chirp alone in the summer night, and the warbler swallow wins the silk bamboo;"

"The smoke is ethereal, and the smile is drunk. ”

"The bluestone has a human mind, and the flowers are self-conscious. ”

"Nanfang skillfully plucked the strings, and the pipa sound was brilliant;"

"Gui Fanglan's shadow, rippling water waves. ”

"At the beginning of the night, the red light hangs low;"

"Laughter and songs, Wutong three more rain. ”

"The string is broken and the sky is silent;"

"The dawn reflects the sky, and the deep alleys add people. ”

The ancient rhyme is like this, just a few words, the true meaning of the world, the world is flashy, it is difficult to say how many autumn rains.

They seem to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and come to the south of the Yangtze River, a wonderful world of warblers singing and dancing, with unique birds, beasts and insects. The real Gangnam is a quiet and peaceful page. Just like the smoke and waves, ethereal and illusory. The light rain is dripping, turning into a beautiful silk bamboo, lingering and compassionate.

Indulge in the misty clouds, feel the pulse of the soul between relaxation, and brew in the microwave. The ditch is narrow, but it is enough to enjoy the scenery of Jianghuai. On the bright bluestone slab, a blooming plum blossom is reflected, swirling, charming, and soaring. Thousands of ribbons leap up, charming and fascinating. The graceful and skillful tossing flying, wanting to refuse and welcome.

Jiangnan, in fact, is not boring. At the beginning of the night, the red light hangs, the drizzle does not stop, and the laughter gradually rises. Since it is the rain of the three watches of the sycamore, the shadow of the oars of the Gui Fang. Raise a glass to invite the moon to stay empty talk, and the clouds are deep and empty.

The silk bamboo pipa is tactful and melodious, and it is endless. The sheng song is charming, and the rhythm is accelerated between singing and laughing. Like the rain outside the workshop, it is menacing. Finally, at a certain moment, everything was pushed to **; the silver bottle was broken, and the pipa was broken. The melodious music came to an abrupt halt in an instant, and the world fell into a deathly silence.

Thunder exploded, and snow-white electric light shone on people's frightened faces, and it was found that everything was just a false alarm. The comfort was very wide, and the gentle village resounded with a whisper.

The night is dark, and the rain does not stop. On the bluestone slab in the early morning of Tianjie, the hurried crowd gradually walked out of the deep alley.

At the end of the song, Ling bowed slightly, standing still, his face filled with a moving color.

Everyone was still intoxicated with the moving singing and dancing for a while, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a while. After a long time, in Ling Xiaoying's eyes, everyone returned to reality in a hurry.

Wang Qingyun swallowed his saliva, he might not have been able to get out of that wonderful realm. What is the true appearance of such an attractive superb landscape, Yanyu Jiangnan? It was not until he heard applause beside him that Wang Qingyun hurriedly applauded vigorously. It's just that in the cheering laughter, there is an unspeakable feeling unconsciously.

Ling enjoyed the affirmation and encouragement given to her by everyone, and in the applause, she bowed again, and then sat down with everyone generously.

"Xiao, I didn't expect you to dance so well! The singing is also very beautiful! It's really amazing!" Wang Qingyu's face was adoring, as if he had re-recognized a new Ling.

"Not much worse than Maihime. Ning Yuanru chuckled.

"Hee-hee, I used to learn some of it out of interest, but I can't talk about it. However, I still hope to have the opportunity to go to the Valley of the Hundred Flowers to practice. Ling smiled shyly, she never concealed her yearning for her ideals and expectations.

A dancing queen is a noble and elegant performer who knows how to dance with etiquette. Programs for major ceremonial events, political negotiations, and specific festivals. They all came from the same place, one of the Seven Gates, the Valley of the Hundred Flowers Immortal.

seems to be just a simple artist, but they have a lot to learn, and they are strictly disciplined. And their status is respected, different from dusty women, sacred and cannot be desecrated. In the hearts and minds of the people, their popularity has faintly overshadowed the extremely powerful. This is the weight of the people's heart, not the constant strength.

After heartfelt admiration, everyone found that there was no more show that could be taken over. I thought about chatting for a while and making friends. In fact, we have been chatting for a long time, and we already know too many things about each other, and we are already very familiar with each other. But there are some words that are buried in the heart, but no one may understand.

Seeing that the opportunity was rare, Ling Zai seemed to have calculated his thoughts in his heart. Seeing that Ling Chen was alone by the lake in a daze, she looked around and found that everyone was still chatting. Wang Qingyun's brother and sister saw that they were about to pinch it again. With a rare opportunity, Ling sneaked to Ling Chen's side.

"In a daze?" Ling was caught off guard and wanted to scare Ling Chen, but found that Ling Chen seemed unmoved.

"Hmm. Answering softly, Ling Chen continued to look at the lake.

At this time, there was only a faint glow in the lake, and nothing could be seen.

"Ling Chen, you... Like it, Xiao Zisoul?" Ling asked tentatively.

"Sort of. ”

"Huh?" Ling wondered for a while, what did she mean, right? But she didn't ask any more.

"Ling Chen, just because you like her alone, you gave up everything?" Ling was a little incomprehensible, no

Understand why Ling Chen made such a choice.

He likes Xiao Zisoul, we all know it, but because of her, he gave up all his love, is it really worth it? Is he really not able to see everything Ning Yuanru has paid for him? That girl who doesn't smile will never say a word, and always helps everyone with silent actions. She helps people, but never asks for anything in return.

Obviously, Wang Qingyun had already made her words clear, but she still gradually hid the topic, just to wait for Ling Chen's words. She never expected anything, in other words, she never expected anything but the person who said, 'I like you.'" But it was so difficult. Because there is only one person in his eyes, that person is the person Ling Suwei has never met, her name is Xiao Zisoul.

Yuan Ru is a traditional woman in the true sense of the word, knowledgeable and reasonable, and does not smile. Since she was a child, she has been familiar with the so-called 'three obedience and four virtues', and she has always refused everyone's requests or requests. It doesn't hurt to be a little tired by herself, everyone can live better, she will be satisfied, and she will no longer expect anything.

Occasionally, when everyone sat in front of the campfire and talked about life together, she would secretly turn her eyes to Ling Chen. The one who has always been meticulous and meticulous and takes the overall situation into account, but at this time he is one with everyone, talking and laughing, as if all his troubles have disappeared and no longer exists.

If it weren't for the man who cried like a child that night, the man she knew, she probably wouldn't have believed all this. She would rather share the joys and sorrows with everyone, but he does not want to see it, nor does he want to share it with everyone. He is such a person, he has nothing, but he is still holding on. Sometimes, Yuan Ru silently left tears for him. If it weren't for that person, that person named Xiao Zisoul...

"Why do you say that?" Ling Chen didn't understand why Ling suddenly found him and said such a sentence to him.

"Can't you see it?" Ling thought to himself, this sentence was already explicit, didn't he still understand what it meant? He was proud of himself, no, it wasn't that he boasted of himself, but everyone thought he was extraordinarily smart. And in daily life, he is always comprehensive and cares about everyone. And today's sentence, he doesn't understand what it means? Ling didn't believe it.

"What do I need to see?" Ling Chen smiled dumbly. He didn't understand, probably really didn't, what Ling meant by this, as if he was born to know what it meant.

Ling looked at Ling Chen, it seemed that it was the first time he knew Ling Chen. The self in a tattered beggar's costume looked at Ling Chen for the first time. So strange and wary. But at this time, there are many emotions in his eyes, as if he is looking at an idiot, an idiot who doesn't understand anything.

"Yuan Ru likes you!" Ling thought so much at this time, and shouted this sentence hoarsely and hysterically.

But she didn't, she didn't say it, and she didn't know why. Even later, she wondered every day why she didn't say that sentence at that time, and why she didn't fulfill Yuanru's request. Maybe in the deepest part of her heart, only she can understand.

"Be careful yourself. Leaving this sentence behind, Ling turned to leave. She looked very angry, but she didn't understand, and she didn't explain why.

Ling Chen raised his hand and wanted to stop Ling, but found that she had already moved away and returned to the crowd, so he had to give up.

"This Nizi, what are you talking about for a long time..."Ling Chen shook his head with a smile, not caring at all.

"If you only say half of a word, is there anything you can't say to me? Ling Chen pursed his lips, saying that he was also helpless, but he couldn't force others to finish speaking.