Shang Xuesleeve asked Yan Chunlai to fold the rest of the shawl and put it away, and went straight to his box. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

These also cost her a lot of money, maybe she will be able to use them in the future, and they can be regarded as her first batch of private property.

Ordering the ingredients is only the first step. It's still far from being able to be used on the stage.

In addition to the fixed daytime to correct Mu Yu'er's homework, Shang Xuesleeve was running outside, and stayed up for a few more nights, so he picked an early morning when there was no listing to sing at night, sealed the venue, and called Yan Chunlai, the drum master, and the piano master, but he asked Yan Chunlai: "How about the allusions and lyrics I asked you to see?" ”

She didn't realize it herself, and she unconsciously brought the tone of the sixth master who asked her that day.

Yan Chunlai is not as worried as she was that day, this girl is a little heartless, if she can't answer such a question, nine times out of ten she will get tired of pinching her shoulders and beating her back, coquettish and cheating, how dare she treat the sixth master like this?

She listened intently to Yan Chun's back and forth, she naturally wouldn't expect a little girl to understand the deep meaning of the Buddhist scriptures, and heard her probably say something that "all living beings" and "all things are equal" are not cobbled together, she couldn't help but smile and shook her head, but she didn't criticize her, and said: "You also used some thoughts, but now you don't understand it is common sense, if you really jump out of the meaning of the Buddhist scriptures, this play may not be good-looking." ”

Yan Chunlai blinked and looked at Shang Xue's sleeves, her face was like the goddess in the painting, although her eyes were not lowered, but she showed a soft gaze.

That gaze was not only looking at her, but also looking at Mu Yu'er and the rest of the team.

Shang Xuesleeve gently put down the tea bowl and said, "Spring is coming, you are distracted." ”

Yan Chunlai blushed and said, "I'm sorry, Master." ”

"The lyrics are beautifully written?"

"It's beautiful." Yan Chunlai's eyes lit up again, and said: "Langlang is catchy, and as soon as you see the words, you can think of what the Heavenly Palace looks like, it must be cloudy and cloudy, the gods are flying around on it, cranes, strange flowers and plants, ......."

As she spoke, she began to talk about "Pan Tao'er" and "Dragon Liver and Phoenix Brain", a picture of saliva about to flow out, Shang Xuesleeve couldn't help laughing, and couldn't bear to correct her Buddha Kingdom was not the Heavenly Palace, and when she finished speaking, she nodded and said: "Just this way, I'm afraid you can't imagine such a beautiful scenery yourself, how can you show it to others?" ”

Shang Xue stood up and said, "I'm on stage, you look carefully off the stage, don't miss it." So saying, he took the ribbon out of the package on his side.

She taught Yan Chunlai to change her practice clothes in advance, and today is especially different, after about a quarter of an hour, she walked from the backstage to the stage, and she has changed into a palace-style practice uniform.

The skirt was made of large size for ease of stretching, and the upper body was a short jacket with narrow sleeves and a collar, and the underside of the jacket was tied in a wide belt.

Yan Chunlai watched without blinking as Shang Xue's sleeve held the stack of layers of ribbons on the stage, and before he opened it, he could see the smudged five-colored ribbons, which seemed to be shining with golden light.

Shang Xuesleeve nodded at the drum master and pianist who were already in the lower right corner of the stage, and a drum sound that seemed to be from far and near sounded instantly.

Yan Chunlai couldn't help but stretch her neck forward, and when she saw Shang Xue's sleeves and arms raised, the ribbons that were originally overlapping on her arms unfolded smoothly, just like two strange waves between her arms, flooding on the stage!

She looked intently, only to find that the ribbon was smudged from the shoulders and neck to the sides, from blue to blue, from green to yellow, and then to the light pink at the end, which had alternated several colors.

This is only vertical, and between the waves of Shang Xue's sleeves, it seems to be able to see that even if it is a wide width of more than a foot, it is not monotonous, the depth is different, it is really like a flower intertwined, and a sea of flowers is condensed on this shawl!

Yan Chunlai couldn't help but admire, no wonder Master abandoned the flower basket!

This ribbon is like dyeing all the colors of the world!

If you bring a flower basket again, it will really add to the snake.

Shang Xue's sleeves alternated her arms, and the ribbon was thrown out of the stage with the beat of the drum, and in Yan Chunlai's eyes, it was like a gust of spring breeze, and she could even vaguely smell the fragrance of flowers!

But the master asked her to see, but it was not just for her to look at and admire, she saw that the ends of the two sections of the ribbon were pale pink, which was the most lively and common color in spring, but she skillfully embroidered what kind of pattern with golden silk thread, and immediately understood.

The gold thread is heavy.

If you do this processing at the end of the long silk, you can make up for the lack of this ribbon that is slightly lighter, and the gold is like thousands of stamens shaking down, it looks like it is also gorgeous and auspicious!

Shang Xuesleeve ...... Yan Chunlai looked at the graceful figure on the stage in a daze, she has been with the master for a long time, but there will always be things in the master that she can't keep up with and can't learn. Master is not very old, but he is only in his twenties, and he doesn't understand why it is like an ancient well, which seems to contain precious light, and that precious light comes from the depths of the ancient well, which is so reverie and inquiry.

Yan Chunlai was only distracted for a while, and the drummer's drum beat became dense, and after a few heavy strokes, the sound of the piano sounded.

Shang Xuesleeve opened his mouth.

As soon as he spoke, he immediately stopped.

For a moment, she stood on the stage.

The drummer and the pianist glanced at each other, and they didn't know what was going on, so they also stopped accompaniment, waiting for Shang Xuesleeve to speak.

But Yan Chunlai's nose was sore, and tears couldn't help but flow.

Only this, she understands.

She had never heard of Master's Tsing Yi, but she also knew that it must be a very beautiful and good voice, otherwise how could she have such a loud reputation!

The female singer is beautiful, and naturally some people praise her, but if you want the people of the world to agree with the people of the song department, you can only come out with real skills!

She just felt pity, pity...... If Master is to act in this play...... Perhaps, Yan Chun looked at the figure on the stage, and suddenly felt that for the first time, the figure showed a sense of regret that he could never go back to the past.

This play may have been originally written by the master to herself, right?

Yan Chunlai took a few steps forward, wanting to be comforted, but he didn't know what to say.

In the eyes of the master, wouldn't it be even more sad to be comforted by a little horn like her?

In Yan Chunlai's hesitation and concerns, Shang Xue's sleeves had already recovered, and he made a pause gesture to the orchestra pit as if it was nothing, turned back to Yan Chunlai and said softly: "You come and sing." Is it possible to sing it? ”

Yan Chunlai nodded.

Shang Xuesleeve smiled: "It's good to be able to figure out the connection between the lyrics and each action." ”

With that, she packed up her ribbon and started from the right side of the stage again.

The worm does not grow old

Today's first update, such a play is something that Shang Xuechong has long wanted to write to himself. But now that she writes it, she can't act anymore.