"Young master, can you make less trouble." Chen Million began to beg.

Although the Chen family is not afraid of such trivial matters, if there are too many trivial things, it will become a big trouble.

He began to regret taking Bianliang with him.

Bian Liang shook his head and said, "Chivalry and righteousness are the true qualities of heroes. ”

Chen Million said angrily, "You think you are that Nanxia, a man in the world, a drunk fist." ”

"Between the world of heroes, one drink and one drunken fist. That's a good point. Bian Liang praised.

This is the life he yearns for, traveling all over the world and doing chivalrous deeds; Fight injustice, eliminate violence and peace, and then come to a pot of wine at any time, play a drunken fist, and have so much happiness in life.

Chen Million said, "It's just talking, do you think there are really people who can be so free, I heard that Nanxia is now driving the horse for the girl." ”

When Bian Liang heard this, he suddenly lost his affection for Nanxia, he thought that Nanxia was also fascinated by Zhao Xiangyi's beauty, so he was willing to be a groom.

"It's depraved." As he spoke, he poured the wine into his stomach.

"Where do you sleep at night?" Chen Million asked him.

There were so many dishes that he ate about it.

"You decide." Bianliang has no requirements for sleeping.

These days, he is used to sleeping with Xue Mulan, and he is very happy to have a firewood house.

However, with Chen Million, that way is to eat and sleep well, and I believe that tonight will not be an exception.

Chen Million really didn't disappoint him, the place where he stayed at night was actually the house by the river last time.

He, Xue Mulan, and the three of them spent the night there last time in order to avoid the pursuers, so this time they went in, he was more familiar than Chen Million.

However, the house was familiar to him, but the outside of the house felt strange to him.

It used to be a round river, and on the other side of the river was a large meadow.

Now the meadow is no longer visible, and there are two huge stages in the middle, with steps on all four sides of the stage, and two rows of yellow chrysanthemums on the steps.

In front of the bottom steps, three words were made with chrysanthemums: camellia party.

It's the same furnishings on all sides.

Lanterns are hung on the stage, and candles are lit when it gets dark.

Around the stage, there are small wooden benches.

Chen Million pointed to the stage and said, "The Camellia will be divided into two stages, the primary competition and the ring competition, the stage in the east is the performance of talents, the stage in the west is the performing arts, the girls can choose the corresponding stage according to their talents, after the primary selection, the Camellia will have two talent raters to score each person, the two with the highest scores, will become the champion of the ring competition, accept the challenge of other girls, if no one can challenge successfully within a few days, then the champion will become the Oiran and the flower fairy of this session. ”

Bian Liang understood, this thing was nothing new to him, in his memory, there were many kinds of competitions, and the rules were much more complicated than those of Camellia.

However, he still has a question, "What is acting talent, and what is acting art?" ”

Chen Million glanced at him, his eyes were a little complicated.

He felt that this young master was indeed very strange, and he understood some very complicated things, but he didn't understand some of the most basic things, and he acted like an idiot.

But Chen Million had to explain this problem, "It's talent, that is, singing, dancing and playing the piano; Art is a skill, which refers to poetry, calligraphy and painting. ”

Bian Liang nodded, and summed it up in his heart, what is art with a pen, and what is not a pen is talent.

Unexpectedly, in this world, it is not easy to work in Yue Yage, and he has to learn so many things, thinking of this, he can't help but look forward to tomorrow's camellia party.

The night of anticipation was always extraordinarily long, and in his anxious waiting, the next day finally arrived.

Bian Liang was ready to occupy a seat early, but was despised by Chen Million again, "Whatever seat you occupy, you have to buy tickets, our tickets are all in the first row on the front, but your one is from the stage." ”

As soon as Bian Liang heard it, he understood that the ticket in the kid's hand must be from Yitai.

Fortunately, he doesn't like to watch beautiful women perform poems, calligraphy and paintings, and of course he has to watch singing and dancing to see beautiful women.

Soon he was glad of his choice, the women who participated in the poems, calligraphy and paintings, all dressed plainly, like scholars; And those who sing and dance are all colorful skirts, and that is my fair lady.

Bianliang's seat was in the first row near the middle, and when he came, there was already someone on the right, and there was a sign erecting that said raters, but he didn't expect it to be an acquaintance, it was Huang Li who had met in Xiliangcheng.

Today she wore a dark green dress, looking younger than when she had seen her before.

Bian Liang nodded at her to greet her, Huang Li was not calm at once, and was deeply blessed, "Hello, young master." "She has a great voice.

At this time, the person on the left seat also came, and Bianliang saw that it was an acquaintance again, Zhan Qingfeng, who had dinner together last night.

He nodded again, Zhan Qingfeng was not like Huang Li, he just hugged his fists in response.

Huang Li saw it and was taken aback, this Zhan Qingfeng, she is very familiar with it, as a grader of the Camellia Club for many years, when Zhan Qingfeng was the city lord in the past, he was sitting in the position of Bianliang, that is, she was sitting next to her.

But that guy actually just hugged Young Master Li, that was a long life.

However, this is not the time for her to wonder, because it is time for her to come on stage to ask questions.

There will be two questions at each Camellia Festival, one for each ring.

The title she came up with was a song, and the girls could sing, dance, and play the piano, but they had to follow the song.

After she came on stage, she sang affectionately to the flutes of several Yue Accord musicians:

Watch the birds pass by,

A few ups and downs, blowing off flowers,

The wind, it turns out that it is not lonely,

So, don't leave the winter fields out in the cold.

At the end of the coming year,

Let yourself go, don't ask whether it's right or wrong,

Over the years, the annual rings have been printed and expanded.

Fishing by the river, catching shrimp in the field,

It is a masterpiece of childlike innocence,

In fact, we have never grown old,

Even if life is not as prosperous as the dream of a strong country...

Her ethereal voice floated on the stage, it was so beautiful, so intoxicating, as if it was a butterfly in the forest flying over everyone's heart, plucking the melody in the depths of people's hearts, so that everyone could completely relax and not feel a trace of tiredness.

Until she finished singing the whole song, everyone was still deeply intoxicated by her singing, and they forgot to applaud.

I don't know if it was the person in that corner who came to his senses first, so the applause erupted like a torrent and was out of control.

"Good!" Bianliang also shouted.

He really didn't expect that this woman, who didn't look particularly beautiful, sang so beautifully, and he applauded without hesitation.

Huang Li didn't think it was good, since the Camellia Society was expanded to the people, the emperors of the two countries would also pay attention to it, and the theme songs of the Camellia Club were greatly restricted.

In order to please the emperors of the two countries, the lyrics will always add something that makes the emperors happy, such as today's "Dream of a Strong Country", which is not the song she wants to sing.

What she wants to sing is uninhibited, unrestricted, just pure songs, such as the song "Huang Li Laughing" that made her famous all over the world.

A song of yellow oriole laughter, the world has become a swan song.

Unfortunately, this kind of song will never be there again.

Thinking of this, she returned to her seat with some sadness and handed the stage to the participating girls.

I have to say that the same song, sung by different people, feels much worse.

In this song, Huang Li sang an ethereal feeling, and some people sang a terrifying feeling, there was a contestant with a fatter face, and there were bursts of heart-rending roars on it, as if singing was not more beautiful, but whose voice was louder, so frightened that Bianliang quickly covered his ears.

This kind of contestant is only a minority, and most of the contestants are still very strong, especially when the British dance girl starts dancing.

Bian Liang really didn't expect that the weak woman he was holding hostage would have a softer body when she danced.

Several of her movements were like snakes writhing their bodies.

What is more exciting than softness is her legs.

The best stage for a woman to show her beautiful legs is dance.

Every time she lifted her legs, or rotated one leg independently, it would leave an indelible mark, and Bianliang even heard Zhan Qingfeng's low gasp.

He had to sigh in his heart, this little goblin, as long as her legs moved, it was indeed not dancing, but sultry, and the hearts of people were rippling.

I knew that when I was in Xiliang, I should have touched it and left a souvenir.

It's really a pity to think about it now, Bianliang thought a little shamelessly.

It's just an idea, and if he really lets him do it, he can't do it, to touch a weak woman who is being held hostage by him.

Ying Wu danced very hard, the last movement, she tilted her head, one foot stretched into the air, she was pulled with her right hand, kept spinning, the curve of her body was like a swan stretched its neck, but danced.

Until the swan got tired, slowly lowered its neck, returned to the water, and the water surface calmed down.

At that moment, Bianliang had the illusion that the stage had turned into a red lake, and Ying Wu was the black swan, because she was wearing a black swan dress today.

The swan went down, and the following performance made Bianliang feel bored, because compared with the Ying dance, other people's dances are at most pheasants, and after seeing the swans, how can they put pheasants in their eyes?

Not only him, but also Zhan Qingfeng, when the sunset had not yet turned the sunset red, he hurriedly said goodbye.

Bianliang looked around and found that most of the people in the stands had left like Zhan Qingfeng, and less than one percent of the people were still sitting at the moment.

Most of them were so excited that some of them lay there, their eyes closed.

This scene reminded Bianliang of the football game in his memory in his previous life.

The victory and defeat on the field have been divided, the audience off the field left the stadium early, and some of those who stayed were worthy of the ticket price, some were still looking forward to a miracle, and some loyal fans of the stars were still cheering.

He saw that Chen Million in a veil was like a third type of person, because at this moment, he was still engrossed, as if the show had just begun.