The waist that is so soft that it seems to be bent like a bend, and the leg work can be erected into a straight line with a push upward...... Even if Mama Song doesn't know how to play, but she has brought a lot of palace maids, even if she squats slightly to thank her and serve tea, after practicing for a long time, she will make them tired and show an unspeakable expression - but Shang Xue's sleeves are so difficult to carry out any of these skills!

Mama Song squeezed her veil tightly and listened to the thunderous cheers of the people in the audience. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shang Xuesleeve's figure, she saw it in her eyes, Shang Xuesleeve's singing, she also heard it, Shang Xuesleeve's play is really good-looking and good-looking. It's just that she has been used to it for decades, and she can't shout and applaud insolently.

She turned her head to look at Zhan Qifeng, and saw that Zhan Qifeng was also smiling, holding the tea cup with one hand, and the other hand was gently beating the beat with the singing on the stage - thinking that outside the stage, all the people were looking at the servants on the stage like this, or appreciating, picky, or crazy, Mama Song really didn't feel good in her heart!

During this period of time, Shang Xue's sleeves rarely wore makeup, and in Mama Song's eyes, she was like a plain flower, as if this flower was beautiful everywhere but she didn't know it, as if she was covered with a veil, as if she was deliberately diluting and covering it up - but tonight was so different!

The light yarn is lifted, like flowers finally being carefully colored with a fine brush, Yanli is very!

The eyes are full of water, a gaze, a horizontal wave are with infinite style, the oblique temples depicted by the eye outline that are not thin or thick, as if the eyelashes are turned into swallowtails, the spring breeze sprouts between the blinking of the eyes, and the spring love is infinite; A pair of moth eyebrows are lightly dizzy, always with a sorrow that can't be solved or dissolved; The red cherry blossoms bloomed under Qiong's nose, and as her timbre entered her ears, and then she looked at her sandalwood mouth one by one, and the teeth loomed in it--Shang Xue's sleeves still maintained a beautiful lip shape in singing after practicing countless times of pronunciation.

Mama Song seemed to suddenly understand why Shang Xuesleeve often didn't raise her eyes to look at people on weekdays, but mostly lowered her eyes, and she also understood why she rarely applied lipstick.

What a clever man!

Tonight's Shang Xuesleeve is holding back a lot of energy in his heart, if he used to be famous by singing, tonight he wants to sing this drama directly into a masterpiece that no one can surpass!

She has to be beautiful everywhere, pay attention to everything, not only the costumes, props, and face, but also everyone's makeup, including herself!

"Color and art", in the past, Shang Xue sleeves were afraid of rejecting these four words, and always felt that the word "color" was pressed in front of "art", which had some unfair meaning, but now that he has been wandering for a long time, he has also tasted another meaning.

Art can always be obtained by diligent practice.

Color, but it is innate, no matter how hard you try, you can't get it.

In this business, there is a good face, and you should thank God for your parents.

She already has skills, so naturally she needs to let people know that she is not short of anything!

When Shang Xue's sleeves and Xiaoyu peach danced on the stage, they were infinitely graceful, full of spring, just like seeing the ten-mile peach blossoms on the south bank of the Songyang River, which were colorful and gorgeous, almost blinding people's eyes.

When I heard the news of the death of the country, it seemed that the peach blossoms were instantly frozen by the cruel ice and snow, which only made people feel so desperate for beauty!

After twisting and turning, the people on the stage felt that time had flown by, especially Shang Xue's sleeves, who got off the stage, and had to rush to the stage after changing his makeup in a hurry, such a short time was simply not enough!

And the people in the audience also felt that the time of this night had passed so quickly!

Xinyin Club combined the drama that should have been performed for two consecutive nights into one night, compared with the scene in Sioux City, taking its essence and removing the dispensable scenes, it is more condensed!

This scene, which made the audience praise from time to time in the gap between the scenes, "worthy of the new music club" and "really worthy of the name", was originally a southern drama, but now from beginning to end, the original shadow can no longer be seen, and it has completely become a new Ming drama "Wu Palace Hate", which is about to end!

The figures of the three people on the stage swayed and undulated, as if they were in the rippling water.

Shang Xue's sleeves were slightly shorter, and Fan Li, who was "Living Mengmei", was full of spring breeze, protecting Shang Xue's sleeves with one hand and holding a pen with the other, making a gesture of a thrush for a beauty.

The legendary Thrush Bridge is actually in the area of Guyue Prefecture in Nanjun, so Shang Xuesleeve added four new words at the end in order to meet the occasion:

"And I am glad that the mountains and rivers of my homeland are still there,

Lang moved to the purple bamboo forest, and the birds chirped.

He holds the thrush bridge for me,

Today, the reunion moon is full of Yuezhou. ”

Mama Song was fascinated by this, and it wasn't until there was a good voice in the audience that she came back to her senses, seeing that Shang Xue's sleeves had just stood up straight from the arms of the little student, and she saluted in the left, middle and right directions of the stage, and then turned her arms over the water sleeves and parted them to the sides, making a gesture of invitation.

The servants of the Xinyin Club came out of the curtain of the generals on both sides, until the dragon set also came on stage, and then the curtain fell again.

Mama Song looked at the flowing red envelope and handed it over, but no one on the stage showed a shocked expression, obviously used to seeing such a big scene.

Zhan Qifeng looked at Mama Song and suppressed her stunned expression, and explained: "Most of the guests who come tonight are from the powerful families of Nanjun. Because these people have a lot of contacts with Huodu, Shangjing and other places, and they are also well-informed in terms of information, they know the reputation of the merchant class master - those ordinary people may not know the goods. After tonight, though, it's different. After thinking about it, he chuckled lightly: "It's to know the goods, I'm afraid that the play staged by the merchant class owner himself is also hard to find." ”

Mama Song frowned slightly, and remembered the scenes of this scene and the reactions of the spectators, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It's good, but just like Mr. Zhan's casual tone, it's like a "cargo" to make a living.

Thinking of this, her face was a little gloomy, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

Shang Xuesleeve was also a little unhappy in the background.

She had asked Master Liang to help watch at the door, but she didn't wait for the arrival of the "Wen Suo".

This was a bit of a frustration for her, for she couldn't put on a big show like this every night, let alone perform as well as she did every night; Second, you can't let Master Liang sit here every night, the old man is too hard, and now it's still cold, and the humidity here in Nanjun is too heavy, he coughs worse than before, and every time he coughs heart-wrenchingly.

Shang Xuesleeve frowned, but he still made up his mind in the end.

Wen Suo, she just needs to find it herself, Master Liang can't stay in Nanjun anymore, otherwise his body will collapse. (To be continued.) )