Chapter 81: The Most Beautiful Chapter
Soon the day of the Oiran Contest came, and the location was arranged in the Chengguo Gongjia Courtyard in the outer city, where there was a large garden, because the money was not bad, and the money was apportioned by each courtyard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
No matter what era, the entertainment industry is profitable, and why the stars of later generations are making money day by day, this is the reason.
With enough silver, the skilled craftsmen gave full play to their ingenuity, and built the studio and stage early, although it was a temporary building, it was also full of luxury, Huang Sheng took the team to adapt to the new stage three days before the performance, and strive to do everything in detail.
This time he also had a performance task, Bai Saixue and Rumeng almost knelt down and begged Huang Sheng, because they couldn't find a few talented people to narrate and tell stories.
Only a master like Huang Sheng can tell the story to people's hearts, so they sympathize with a handful of snot and tears, and Huang Sheng can't stand the tears of beautiful women, so he falls for them.
The first to meet friends in the text, the second in the Oiran competition, is the purpose of this competition, all the talented and beautiful people who come, as long as they are famous scholars, they can leave their names to receive a silk flower, of course, they also have to leave ten taels of silver.
The scholars and lifters gathered together, everyone recited poems, drank and wrote articles, which were interspersed with eight participating repertoire and several entertainment repertoire, and after watching all the performances, they inserted the silk flowers in their hands into the big flower basket of the performance team that they thought was the best.
There are eight courtyards shortlisted, and the final number of special silk flowers obtained shall prevail, and there are several civil officials of the imperial court to administer justice. The rules of the game are fairly fair, equivalent to one person, one vote, secret ballot.
In fact, with Huang Sheng's experience and mind, it is not impossible to cheat, although the scholar left his real name, but he does not need to check the identity document, even if he wants to check it, there is no copy of the ID card on it, and there is no photo, and there is too much room for operation.
It may also be that the people of the Ming Dynasty took this game as a pastime, and they didn't disdain and use their brains at all, and the scholars and lifters were very bullish, and they refused to do some dirty things that insulted Sven, they were much purer than Huang Sheng, who came from later generations and was tempered in a big dye vat full of deception from top to bottom.
The leaders of later generations are democratically elected, but which one is really the master of the people, damn it, amuse you! Jin Sanpang was democratically elected by almost unanimous votes.
Huang Sheng's team came to the performance venue early, and it really responded to the poem Mo Daojun walked early, and there were even early pedestrians, there were already crowds of people here, and even small merchants and hawkers grasped the business opportunities, and filled more than a mile at the gate of the garden.
Scholars and beauties dress up in festive costumes to play, buy some gadgets, and try a few snacks. Hanfu has reached the most beautiful peak in Daming, with precious silk, gorgeous colors, wide robes and large sleeves showing a magnificent atmosphere, giving people an elegant beauty.
Although it is still early spring in February, in this steep spring cold, there are many admirers of the top brands of the major courtyards who are enthusiastic in their hearts, and they will be called fans in later generations.
They were all introducing the objects they were going to support to their acquaintances, so much so that Huang Sheng wanted to give them a trick and ask them to also hold up the portrait of the protagonist and shout in tears to make crazy .......
Huang Sheng felt that the time was too early, so he secretly pulled his beauty out and slipped out, and the two went to the garden hand in hand, and they were found by Han Kuan and Li Dagang after half an hour, and they followed behind them one by one like door gods. After a while, a few white peonies also came, and Huang Sheng arranged for everyone to have a snack together.
Bai Peony didn't want Huang Sheng to delay time here, and told the master to go back quickly, Bai Saixue was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find him when he started the performance, so he asked Bai Peony to invite the master back, and they could only rest assured when they saw Huang Sheng all the time.
When night falls, the lights come on, and the pavilions and pavilions are beautiful, and the melodious tunes begin to play, like a dream. The beauties in the sound of silk and bamboo came one after another, and they were really beautiful.
Huang Sheng didn't have the consciousness that he was actually an actor at all, he pulled Hexiang to enjoy every show offstage, and his understanding of Daming's entertainment industry deepened, this should not only be the best interpretation of Daming, but also the most beautiful chapter of the entire human race. The Europeans of this era don't even take a bath, and they stink unably!
Huang Sheng sighed in his heart, since the colonization of the Tunguska barbarians, the great Han civilization came to an end, and finally left the Tang and Song dynasties to Japan, the Ming Dynasty to Korea, and the evil Manchu Qing to the land of China.
The Han people cut off the pigtails on their heads, but the pigtails in their hearts were not cut off, but they changed their masters to continue to serve. Alas! Democracy, but there is still a long way to go!
Huang Sheng was drawn to his imagination by the wonderful Han music, singing and dancing, and was interrupted by an anxious voice, "Childe, you can scare the slave, the slave still thinks you are going out again, the next song is my white fox, you go backstage to prepare!" ā
Bai Saixue's face was sweating, and she didn't know if she was so nervous or tired of looking for Huang Sheng to look like this.
The curtain opened, the strong band played the song of the white fox, and a son who was too sassy to talk about a poignant love story on the stage.
Soon the hum became quieter and quieter, and then only the sound of mournful music and the muffled voice of a man was hypnotized, and two pairs of talented and beautiful women were dancing to express the kind of inseparability.
The main owner has not yet appeared, and he has already attracted all the attention, and everyone is fascinated......
The song sounded, there was no word card, just singing for the sake of a good song, getting rid of the shackles, and the song let itself go. Without the shackles of music, spread its wings and soar in the nine heavens, at this moment all the people are stupid.
Several civil officials have already shed tears on their clothes, and the song can still be sung like this, incredible, incredible, the hand that accidentally grabs the beard is stronger, and a few beards are pulled to the hand without realizing it.
The order of appearance of the competition is determined by drawing lots from seven courtyards, so why not eight? Because one is the defending champion, last year's Oiran, as the finale last on the stage.
Because everyone started to arrange flowers after the performance was completed, of course, who was at the back of the line and who was stained, this year's 'Yichun Yuan' came to run, and the seventh appearance of the good lottery was drawn.
A performance of the white fox, the clothes on the stage are fluttering, the stage is sighing, everyone is still unsatisfied, or waiting quietly, no one wants to make a sound, they are afraid of waking up this dream.
Suddenly, the cries of several girls came, "Miss, Miss, wake up!" ā
"Mom, Mom, Miss vomited blood!"
"O my daughter! What's wrong with you? ā
"What's going on?"
"What's the situation?" There was chaos in the performance booth.
"Lan Cai'er, the leader of the 'Nine Heavens', suddenly vomited blood and fainted."
"Huh? How can this be, it will be her turn to take the stage soon, how can this be good? ā
"How is Miss Lan Cai'er, can she still go on stage? This son is here for her! ā
"Oops! It's a pity, I listened to Xianle White Fox today, and I'm looking forward to Lan Caier's next masterpiece. ā
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Backstage, several girls such as dreams and smoke were already crying like little cats, even Bai Saixue.
Huang Sheng, who liked to spoil the atmosphere the most, said out of place: "You guys are happy early, right?" The performance is not over yet, the competition has not yet begun, and it is unknown whether the white fox will win the eighth place. ā
Who knew that Rumeng choked up and said: "Childe, today's performance is enough, and the number of places is no longer important." ā
Bai Saixue also echoed: "My daughter is right, it doesn't matter, today's performance is enough to be famous all over the world, and in the future, people will only talk about the white fox of 'Yichun Courtyard', who will remember a few." ā
Huang Sheng was very surprised, and these ancients also knew the theories of later generations! Indeed, what will be left will only be the work, who cares what ranking!
Life is originally a few joys and a few sorrows, and everyone in 'Yichun Temple' is smiling, but last year's Oiran winner 'Nine Heavens' is gloomy at this time.