A rain in early summer brought the moist air of the sea, and along the road was a field of red flower mud, the whole world seemed to be quietly fading, and the scattered gardenias were trying to spread the plain white slowly.

Looking up slowly from the green bushes, you can still see those colorful pomegranate flowers.

"The pomegranate blossoms have come in." Mao Yue, who was putting on makeup in the small room, saw the pomegranate flowers falling in from the window out of the corner of her eyes, and couldn't help but tilt her head slightly, but Zijin grabbed her chin and said, "Don't move, fortunately, I collected it quickly, and I almost painted it." ”

On the other side, Zhang Lixian was helping Gu Fang slightly pick out the sideburns on both sides of his temples so that his entire forehead looked fuller, and then decorated them with small pomegranate silk flowers.

That is, a simple and quick hairstyle, with the embellishment of this pomegranate flower, immediately make the color lively, the small sideburns and the garnet red embroidered shoes on the feet can be said to be the first echo, so that people can see the feet from the head, and then from the feet to the head, no matter how you look at it, you can't see enough.

It's a pity that Zhang Jiawei was absent again this time, someone in her bedroom celebrated her birthday, Zhang Jiawei originally wanted to resign, but Gu Fang felt that she shouldn't give up personal relationships for herself, so she persuaded her to go, and the two agreed to come and watch if there was extra time after the birthday. If she didn't have time, Gu Yifang would come directly to find Zhang Jiawei, she didn't dare to take this national style home.

After everyone finished dressing up, a group of people set off towards the activity lawn that they had applied for earlier with the school.

At Zijin's strong request, the opening of the Dragon Boat Festival event, starting with a simple sacrifice, the act of burning incense and praying suddenly attracted many onlookers.

There were those in the crowd who were elated and couldn't stop praising it, and naturally there were also some pointing and some discordant voices, such as "I always feel a little strange when I look at it." "Hey, do you think this is a feudal restoration?" "Don't talk nonsense, this is the ancient traditional culture of our country." "Forget it, it's just for show."

It was Zijin who asked for the opening of the sacrifice, and there were few people in the community who supported the opening of the sacrifice, and it was naturally Cai Wei, Zhang Lixian, Lu Ming and a few others who had a good relationship with Zijin who were willing to help.

I don't know if it's because of the sacrifice or because of the mood, Zijin's expression is extremely serious, and there seems to be a trace of anger and unwillingness, Gu Fang can't help but wonder if she heard those cool words.

But this proud little girl, at this moment, raised her head high, and completed the ceremony very resolutely.

Hearing and seeing such a scene, Gu Fang felt a little uncomfortable and a little uneasy.

At first, she thought that she didn't know anything, she could only be a show-cloth party, and she was a little ashamed of this national style, but now she can barely make a little effort and find some reason to wear the national style, but looking at the voices around her or approving or mocking, a kind of unclear and unclear aberrations suddenly appeared in her heart, but it was not clear what was wrong.

Fortunately, the sacrifice ended quickly, so Zhang Lixian announced the start of the event, and the venue of the event was spread out with mats according to the habits of the ancients, and the members of the club showed the national style in the form of a Dragon Boat Festival field party.

Archery, tea ceremony, dance, etiquette display, Dragon Boat Festival custom sketch, singing, musical instrument performance...... After that, it was Gu Yifang's turn to recite the poems.

Gu Fang stood on the venue nervously, this word was memorized very well, and it was not the first time to perform on stage. But seeing so many audiences so closely, there is always an inexplicable sense of oppression, and under this tension, she began to forget her words. Fortunately, Cai Wei thought carefully and copied this poem on the antique foldout.

According to the pre-discussion, after she reported the author and the word card, Shao Qingyang and Mao Yue began to play the tune, and Gu Fang took a deep breath quietly. Slowly opened the folded transcript, but was stunned.

What's going on? On the folded manuscript is not Su Shi's "Ruan Langgui Early Summer", but Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs: Donghuang Taiyi", Gu Fang was a little panicked, and in an instant, his thoughts turned a thousand times in his mind.

She forced herself to calm down, quickly flipped back, and finally confirmed that the folded manuscript had been replaced, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes to search for Zijin's figure, and soon met Zijin's face that had turned into ice cubes in June.

Her expression was cold, but her gaze was eager, and she was also looking at Gu Fang.

Gu Yifang smiled bitterly in his heart, it seemed that Zijin was not deliberately making trouble, if not, she could have replaced the folded manuscript with a blank one, but she replaced it with the "Nine Songs: Donghuang Taiyi" originally proposed by her.

This song "Nine Songs, Donghuang Taiyi" is neatly written with beautiful hard pen characters, and every word is marked with phonetic and tonal, just afraid that Gu Yifang will not know how to pronounce it.

"Nine Songs ......" When Gu Fang said the word Nine Songs, the surroundings were quiet for a while, and Zijin's face full of frost suddenly showed a smile at this moment, but her smile only bloomed for three minutes before she heard Gu Fang continue: "Yun Zhongjun, Author: Qu Yuan." ”

The surrounding students, obviously not interested in Chu Ci and the like, showed expressions of interest one after another, and some even turned around and left.

On the one hand, people are leaving, and on the other hand, the props are replaced, which is a lot of pressure on the performers.

In order to minimize distraction, Gu Yifang simply stopped the folded transcript on a blank page, and then looked at the clouds in the distance in the sky, immersed in the picture described in this poem.

The song is still the original one, but Shao Qingyang temporarily slowed down the rhythm, fortunately, Mao Yue, who is six years old with emotional intelligence, is still good at music, although she is also full of doubts, but she still cooperates with Shao Qingyang to slow down the rhythm.

This song is a tune from an ancient game music, and many people have heard it, and although some people have left, there are also passers-by who have stopped to watch.

According to the original plan, it was to recite both sides continuously, and now the length of this "Nine Songs: Yunzhongjun" is twice as long as Su Shi's, but because Shao Qingyang slowed down the rhythm of the song, Gu Yifang still recited it twice according to the original plan.

The whole process was seamless, as if it had been arranged like this at the beginning, and when Gu Fang finished reading the curtain call, in the applause, Mao Yue stroked her heart and muttered: "I'm scared to death." ”

After all the content was displayed, everyone began to pack up the props, and at this time, some passers-by who watched the whole process began to come forward and ask for a group photo.

Among them, the most asked to take a group photo is naturally Gu Yifang and Mao Yue, the pair of red and blue Xipi, some people even began to ask how to buy, Gu Yifang did not buy it in person, and I really didn't know how to answer for a while, Mao Yue replied on the side: "You go to search the QQ group, Suoyu shopkeeper Guofeng is." ”

Even though he said this, some people were still worried that the search would be wrong, so Gu Yifang thought for a while and said: "In this way, there is a top post in the national style section on the school's BBS, and there is a national style comrade exchange group in the post. ”

Mao Yue nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

"Two beauties, do you want to stay here and take pictures, or go home with me." As he was talking, Zhang Lixian walked over with a lot of things.

Gu Yifang's hands were empty, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help move, so she didn't want to stay here, Mao Yue was not afraid to take pictures, but holding the liuqin and posing countless Pose was also to the limit, and hurriedly said: "I want to go back, I want to go back, classmates, see you in the group." Mao Yue said, waving goodbye to the classmates who had just taken pictures.

Gu Yifang also followed her, waving goodbye behind her, she secretly said in her heart, fortunately, there is Mao Yue, she can't let go of it at all in front of so many people.