The master who taught singing and dancing arrived in the afternoon of the next day, and Song Lingyue dressed up, covered with a veil, and went to his room.

As soon as she entered the door, Song Lingyue smelled the good smell of gardenia, looked around, and did not see the gardenia, only a small incense burner, on the small low table at the door, curling with green smoke, thinking that the fragrance of flowers came from here.

"Is it Satsuki? Come on in! A nice male voice came from behind the hanging curtains of the room.

Song Lingyue answered, walked over, lifted the curtain with one hand, and saw a tall figure wearing a long robe standing with his back to her, with a thin figure, looking a little weak.

"Hello sir, I'm Satsuki, I've met Mr."

He turned around, and it turned out to be a young man, no more than in his early twenties, with fair skin, clear eyebrows, faintly bookish, and if you look closely, there are traces of perennial makeup between your eyebrows and eyes.

glanced at Song Lingyue, there was no surprise in his eyes, and said lightly: "Don't call me sir, this title is used to support your face externally, but I'm not used to it, I call you Xiaoyue, you can call me Shaotang!" "He was a very easy-going person.

Song Lingyue was not restrained, and said very heartily, "Shaotang, then there is labor!" ”

Shaotang said "um", sat down on the stool on the side, took a pipa over, tried Xuan, lowered his head and asked: "I heard that you want to learn singing and dancing, the singing and dancing of this Yanchun Pavilion are all suitable for the occasion, how can you want to learn this in a good manner?" ”

Song Lingyue pursed her lips and hesitated: "In order to survive." ”

Shaotang raised his head silently, his eyes deepened, "Survival? ”

As if he had an understanding, he nodded, "Okay, I understand, then let's learn the pipa!" He pressed his hand and motioned for Song Lingyue to sit on the stool opposite him.

Shaotang played a song first, stopped and asked Song Lingyue, "Do you know what kind of song this is?" ”

Song Lingyue shook her head, "I don't know, it sounds very cheerful, and it's a little familiar." ”

Shaotang nodded with satisfaction, with a smile on his delicate face, very good-looking, and said: "Then it seems that you have studied music, this song was adapted by myself, and in order to echo the mood here, I named it "Red Dust". ”

Song Lingyue thought for a moment and said lightly: "The red world is indeed very appropriate. ”

Shaotang was stunned, "You, have you read a book?" ”

Song Lingyue smiled, "It doesn't matter if you read it or not, the past has long since disappeared." ”

Shaotang nodded approvingly, "Yes, the past, it should indeed be gone." In that case, you should follow me and learn well! I will teach you the best. ”

"Thank you!"

Shaotang will come every other day for half a day, he teaches very carefully, Song Lingyue has a foundation in music and dance, and learns quickly, in a few days, the music has been played skillfully, and the dance is also skillful, and there is basically no problem on stage.

On this night, the lights of Yanchun Pavilion were on, on the big stage on the first floor, the lights were on, the visitors upstairs and downstairs, the eyes of the visitors gathered one after another, the curtain slowly rose, a beam of lights came down from above, Song Lingyue combed her hairstyle with bangs, covered her face with a veil, wore a moon-white jacket skirt, stood in the center of the stage with a pipa, and after curtling to everyone, she sat on the stool behind her and began to play the pipa music.

The tunes are often played by Yanchun Pavilion, and the viewers feel that Song Lingyue is dressed up, still holding the pipa and half-covering her face, which is very meaningful, but there is no freshness in the song, and I think it is the same performance as usual.

Just when everyone was about to divert their attention and want to continue flirting with the girl next to them, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, and everyone's eyes were attracted again, only to see Song Lingyue slowly put down the pipa in her hand, turned around beautifully, and suddenly ripped off the jacket and skirt on her body, revealing the red cheongsam inside, which was bright and dazzling.

The cheongsam is high and slit, and when it rotates, the snow-white long legs are looming, and the red patterns are painted on the legs with rouge, which cleverly covers the scars, and also has a bit of sexy and wild taste, with a strong visual impact, the crowd erupted into a burst of applause, and a loud whistle, and the spectators were suddenly excited.

Song Lingyue made a few beautiful spins on the stage one after another, and immediately after a messenger threw over a fan, Song Lingyue made an elegant and beautiful move, took the fan in her hand and unfolded it, put her backhand behind her back, and flew a kiss at the visitors when she looked back, and the surrounding crowd suddenly fell into madness, cheers and cheers one after another.

Some spectators on the first floor couldn't hold back, so they gathered around the stage and stared at Song Lingyue carefully, wanting to see her delicate figure wrapped in cheongsam, snow-white thighs, and even more to see what kind of jade face she had under the veil.

Song Lingyue ignored the people gathered below, her watery apricot eyes blinked, turned around, and slowly danced a rather amorous fan dance, with the music that sounded in the background, and sang excerpts from "The Legend of the West Chamber" with a new tune.

There is no shortage of dignitaries and nobles in Yanchun Pavilion, these people used to listen to some opera for entertainment, such a new style of singing is the first contact, and it is curious, and feel very fresh, coupled with Song Lingyue's beautiful dance, enchanting figure, auditory and visual have been double enjoyment, greatly whetted the appetite of these people.

Everyone is appreciating the meaning is still unfinished, has not recovered from the wonderful enjoyment, the lights suddenly turned on, the rain of petals fell in mid-air, Song Lingyue finished singing, the dance ended, the fan spun and flew out, slowly bent down in the rain of petals, and ended perfectly.

The upstairs box and the hall downstairs were as quiet as death at first, and when Song Lingyue stood up, there was an unprecedented burst of warm applause and applause, and the gifts and purse raindrops generally flew from everywhere and threw them at Song Lingyue's feet, and after a while, most of the stage was thrown full.

There is an impatient temperament, almost rushing to the stage, wanting to personally hand the things and purse to Song Lingyue, by the way, kissing Fang Ze, and being invited by the messenger who rushed over in time, but he still didn't give up, twisting his neck and shouting to Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue was not nostalgic, bowed to everyone, and retreated in a timely manner, the more she couldn't get it, the more it could hook people's hearts, she also understood this truth.

When he came down from the stage, he met Shaotang head-on, he was about to leave Yanchun Pavilion, when he saw Song Lingyue, he stopped again, the smile on his face was very gentle, and he said approvingly: "Xiaoyue, your first appearance on stage was very successful, you listen to those crazy voices, they are all here for you." ”

Song Lingyue bowed deeply to him, Shaotang couldn't stand such a big gift, and hurriedly went to help her up.

"Satsuki, what are you doing here?"

"Shaotang, I want to thank you, I don't understand anything, if you didn't help me, I wouldn't have succeeded."

Shaotang smiled and shook his head, "I just filled in a poem and made up a dance, the music and background are all arranged by you, and I have done these things for them, but none of them have your ideas and novelty, and if you want to say that the credit is also your greatest." ”

Song Lingyue nodded, didn't answer again, said goodbye to Shaotang, and watched him leave before turning around and going back to the room.

Shaotang is a popular student in Miaoyin Garden, and it is said that he should not have anything to do with Yanchun Pavilion, but he just became a singing and dancing master here, and Song Lingyue is not good to ask more.

Although Song Lingyue and Shaotang are familiar with each other, they also know each other's boundaries clearly, they are both people who are mired in the quagmire, and no one can save anyone.