Su Ziheng sat in the east stand, bored watching the performance on the stage, and yawned. If it weren't for the relishing that Xiaoya and Zhang Wanqing were watching beside him, he would have wanted to wave his sleeves and leave.

Such a simple performance really can't arouse his interest, and compared with the various variety shows in his previous life, the entertainment performances in this era are still too monotonous. Even if the occasional brilliant poetry is sung, it is much inferior to those classic poems on the earth in the previous life.

A person who is accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, if you let him eat turnips and greens, it is indeed a little difficult for him.

Song Jianming saw Su Ziheng's movements and said in amazement: "Ziheng, isn't today's performance exciting?" ”

Su Ziheng said: "No, it's just that I personally don't like it." ”

Song Jianming shook his head and smiled: "Ziheng, your requirements are too high." Do you think that the acting talents of the Qinglou girls in this world are as good as the little girls, and the lyrics and songs they sing are as classic as those you wrote? ”

Su Ziheng smiled and stopped talking. At this time, I suddenly heard roaring applause and shouts from the crowd: "Ji Xiaoxiao! ”

Su Ziheng looked up and saw Ji Xiaoxiao put on delicate makeup and slowly walked out from behind the stage. Behind her was Qing'er, dressed as a scholar.

Su Ziheng and Song Jianming glanced at each other, their eyes full of surprise, "Why her, not Cai'er?" ”

"Brother Jianming, didn't you say that Miss Cai'er and Little Girl performed on the same stage today, why are they changing now?" Su Ziheng didn't go to Nuanxiang Pavilion many times, and he hadn't had any dealings with Qing'er, so he naturally didn't recognize her.

Song Jianming is also inexplicable, he also saw Cai'er yesterday, and she swore to herself that she had a performance on the same stage with her little sister today, why did she suddenly change people?

At that moment, Song Jianming suddenly had a bad thought in his heart, "Could it be that Cai'er is sick?" After the performance, I'm going to pay a visit to the Warm Fragrance Pavilion. ”

Su Ziheng remembered that Cai'er had also come to his house, and he was an acquaintance, so he said, "I'll go with you." ”

The two of them were discussing how to visit Cai'er for a while, and Ji Xiaoxiao on the stage said a blessing to the audience: "Today, the slave family brings a new song to everyone, called [White Fox], I hope everyone can like it." ”

Today is the most critical competition to enter the final of the Oiran Competition, which is no longer limited to the individual talent show of the participating girls, but has risen to the confrontation between the entire Qinglou. If the strength of Qinglou is too small to support a large-scale program, naturally don't want to enter tomorrow's Oiran finals.

Sitting on the judges' bench is a well-known talent in Xining Mansion, including Zhang Ye, who is known as the first talent in Xiliang. Today, he didn't want to be the judge of this Oiran competition, but a few days ago, he heard others recite a song called "Queqiao Immortal Cloud Trickery", which is known as the eternal word of Tanabata, and compared it with the song "Winning the Championship Tanabata" made by himself. In the end, I had to sigh to myself.

I heard that the little girl Naki would sing this song "Queqiao Xianyun Tricky" at the Oiran Competition, and the young genius who wrote this wonderful song is said to have been invited to watch the competition. Zhang Ye agreed to the invitation and came to be a judge.

It's just that this show that the little general wants to perform in the last year doesn't seem to be [Queqiao Immortal], but the [White Fox] that he has never heard of, which makes him surprised and a little curious.

"Zhang Gong, have you ever heard what this [White Fox] song is?" Feng Xiangming arched his hand and asked Zhang Yedao beside him.

Zhang Ye replied: "It turned out to be Feng Sacrifice Wine, and this [White Fox] Zhang is also the first time I have heard of it. But I think there is something commendable, otherwise why didn't Ji Xiaoxiao sing [Queqiao Immortal] and sing this tune? ”

Feng Xiangming nodded, "What Zhang Gong said is reasonable, Ji Xiaoxiao can safely enter the final of the Oiran Tournament with just one song [Queqiao Immortal], if she is not a little sure, how can she use such a risky way." I heard that the ambition of Nuan Xiang Pavilion this year is not small. ”

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "What is the ambition of Nuan Xiang Pavilion, what does it have to do with us?" We have our own teaching workshop to worry about, and we just need to enjoy the performance. ”

Feng Xiangming clapped his palms and said with a smile: "What Zhang Gong said is extremely true. ”

"Huh? It turned out to be a performance, not a direct singing. ”

The audience was stunned as the musicians in place on the stage played various tunes. Everyone found that Ji Xiaoxiao did not start dancing or singing, but instead performed a plot like a drama.

"Interesting, this Ji Xiaoxiao is really bold, she dares to perform a drama on such a stage, isn't she afraid of surrendering her identity?"

In this era, the drama belongs to the lower ninth rate, and its status is even lower than that of prostitutes. And prostitution belongs to the lowest grade in the Qinglou, and it is the most unskilled and completely dependent on the body to eat.

A talented and good-looking person like Ji Xiaoxiao is actually quite respected. Gu Bilan, a piano master in the Central Plains, was also born in a Qinglou, and now no matter where she performs, she will be sought after by the local nobles and gentry.

Zhang Ye was born in a poor family, unlike the children of the aristocracy, who often have special singers performing songs and dances, so he had to go to Goolan and other places to watch dramas. At the moment, I also watched it with relish, "It actually tells the story of a white fox who was rescued by a scholar and repaid his gratitude, which is really interesting." ”

In this world, because there has never been a country that has been strong and has completed the great cause of unification, naturally there is no school that has completed the feat of Su Ziheng's ancient Chinese Confucianism in his previous life, "deposing a hundred schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone".

However, the status of scholars is still very high, "everything is inferior, but reading is high." "Interesting things like red sleeves and incense are still quite talked about by everyone.

Su Ziheng looked at them very devoted, and yawned boredly. It's not that Ji Xiaoxiao's performance is unsightly, it's that he has seen too many special effects and wonderful performances in his previous life, and later experienced the impact of virtual reality high-tech, Ji Xiaoxiao's performance has not aroused his interest.

Another main reason is that I slept too late last night, and I still didn't get enough sleep, so my mental state is not very good now. What's more, Ji Xiaoxiao's [White Fox] has been rehearsed several times, and there is nothing new about it.

Until Ji Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and sang: "I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years...... Thousands of years of practice and a thousand years of loneliness ......"

Su Ziheng only mentioned his spirit, but he didn't concentrate on looking at Ji Xiaoxiao, but closed his eyes and immersed himself in the song that he had loved so much in his previous life.

"This ...... What tune is this? Why is it so weird...... But it's unusually good-looking? ”

Zhang Ye looked at Ji Xiaoxiao in surprise and watched her dance along with the song on the stage. Although the lyrics are very straightforward and do not rhyme, so that people can not experience the beautiful charm of the words, but with her unique singing style and tune, people surprisingly feel good.

Zhang Ye felt that this novel song was sung quite beautifully, but Feng Xiangming frowned: "What kind of words are you singing, I don't pay attention to it at all, it's too **, it's insulting." ”

He has secretly decided that today's vote will not be given to Ji Xiaoxiao no matter what.

"Good! It's so nice to sing. ”

Everyone in the audience threw the flowers in their hands to the stage as if they didn't need money, and for a while it seemed that there was a rain of flowers on the stage.

The audience in the audience doesn't have as many ideas as Feng Xiangming, most of them have never been enlightened, and watching their performances also depends on whether they are beautiful, and their voices are moving, in fact, most of the words they sing are incomprehensible.

The song [White Fox] sung by Ji Xiaoxiao is different, they can all understand what it means, and naturally they feel very beautiful. In this way, where will you be stingy with the origami flowers in your hand? Even many people who have a little wealth in the family, after throwing away the origami flowers in their hands, went to buy a lot of gifts for Ji Xiaoxiao.

In this way, Ji Xiaoxiao's song [White Fox] moved Xining.