The stage was just set up, and suddenly the lights went out and it was pitch black.

There was immediately a small commotion in the crowd, and from time to time someone shouted, "What's the matter?" Do you want us to look at the Oiran in the dark? ”

"Hurry up and hold the lamp, my son is afraid of the dark!"

"Return the money! …”

In this noisy sound, Lin Youkun was highly nervous, quietly pulled out his sword, and whispered to Zhu Youzhen: "Your Highness, it's not very safe here, please exit the hall first with your humble duties!" ”

Let him say this, Zhu Youzhen also felt furious in his heart, so he had to be supported by Lin Youkun to stand up.

"Childe, where are you going? I'm afraid! Bao Yulian and the four sisters asked in a trembling voice.

Lin Youkun reprimanded viciously: "Silence! Sit here for me! ”

Zhu Youzhen felt a little unbearable. He knew that women were born with an inexplicable fear of the dark, and what if these young women were left here, what if they were scared into shock or two? If there are any more lustful people who take the opportunity to rub oil, then they will suffer a big loss. And he was scared away, but he left the woman in danger, which was a little too cowardly.

So he stopped Lin Youkun, touched the darkness and said to Zheng Tuohai and Li Zicheng: "People have three urgency, I'll go out first to make it easier." Several female relatives were afraid of the dark, so they also followed me out to breathe first, and then came back in a while, hehehehehe. ”

Lin Youkun couldn't help but stomp his feet and sigh. He wanted to quietly take Zhu Youzhen out of the hall, but Zhu Youzhen spoke out loud and exposed his position. Moreover, he had to bring a few women, which made it more difficult to guard. If an assassin really took the opportunity to assassinate, Lin Youkun would have the ability to reach the sky, and he would not be able to protect it thoroughly.

But the matter has come to this point, and it is too late to regret it, Lin Youkun had to bite the bullet and let Zhu Youzhen hold the hands of several women, while he opened the way in front of his head, and slowly moved towards the door of the hall in the dark.

Finally rubbed to the door of the hall, Zhu Youjian let out a sigh of relief. In fact, this thing has claustrophobia, more afraid than those women, if it takes a little longer, maybe they will pee their pants.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of "ding dong" on the stage behind me. The hall, which had been noisy, immediately fell silent.

The lights in the hall were still not on, and the stage was pitch black, and it was impossible to see the performers' figures. But with the ethereal notes like a jade plate, one by one jumped from the guzheng and flew to the audience, and all the guests were deeply attracted. Since they can't see anything in the pitch black, many people simply close their eyes and just listen quietly with their ears and hearts.

The music starts slowly, like weeping, and the listener's mood fluctuates. After that, he gradually became anxious, as if he was pouring out the sultry resentment, and everyone who heard it was worried. After that, it gradually fell silent, like a spring dream disappearing, without a trace.

Just when the audience shook their heads and sighed, the graceful singing and the melody of the guzheng suddenly sounded on the stage: "The mourning zither makes the Xiangjiang song, and the sound is written in the green of Xiangbo." Fingers thirteen strings, thin will be the hatred of the hand. When the autumn water is slow, the jade pillar flies obliquely. When it bounced to the broken intestines, Haruzama's eyebrows were low. ”

After the song stopped for a long time, the audience was still silent, immersed in the picturesque artistic conception for a long time. For a long time, I don't know who shouted: "Good! The crowd was boiling like a dream, and the applause and cheers rang out like thunder and lasted for a long time.

At this time, the lights of the audience were bright again, and Zhu Youzhen saw clearly that the person on the stage was a beautiful woman who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, standing in front of the stage to thank everyone.

Only then did he realize that the lights went out just now was not a performance accident, let alone an assassin, but just a careful design, so that the guests could not see anyone else, and they were moved purely by the music and singing. This woman's self-confidence can be seen from this!

At this time, the hall was brightly lit, and the audience was in their places, only Zhu Youzhen and others planned to hide out, and they were also watched by everyone, and suddenly a burst of laughter sounded, and they ridiculed him for being as timid as a mouse.

Zhu Youzhen couldn't wait to find a crack to drill at this time, and he couldn't stop complaining about Lin Youkun in his heart, and hurriedly returned to his seat with Bao Yulian and others. Zheng Tuohai also quipped: "Isn't it convenient for Gongzi You?" Coming back so soon? ”

"The music is so beautiful, I'm holding it back again, hehehehehe." Zhu Youzhen replied with a smile, and at the same time looked at the woman on the stage. But I saw her high temples, revealing a slender pink neck; Under the thick and curved bangs, a pair of beautiful eyes are looking forward to life; The delicate bridge of the nose and thin lips show her innate Jiangnan characteristics; And the snow-white long skirt on her body sets off her elegant and fresh temperament just right: she is a girl with a national color and fragrance!

"This song is round, people can't help but think of Bai Juyi's 'Pipa Xing', it's really like listening to Xianle's ears! This song should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times! Mao Xiang stood up again to compliment, and there was a chorus of echoes around him.

Round? Could this be Chen Yuanyuan, one of Qin Huai's Bayans, who later caused Wu Sangui to "rush to the crown and become angry" and lead the Qing army into the customs?

"The impostor's reputation is too high, and the slave family is ashamed." The woman gave Mao Xiang a deep salute, and when she was about to leave, everyone was willing to give in, and they all shouted: "Miss Chen, do one more song!" ”

Sure enough, it's Chen Yuanyuan! Zhu Youzhen thought that today was really worth the trip, a legendary woman in history, and she saw two of them in a little effort. I also wondered if Wu Sangui really made up his mind to surrender because Chen Yuanyuan was kidnapped by Li Zicheng, then if he abducted this "red face and trouble" now, would history be changed because of this?

Just as he was thinking wildly, Chen Yuanyuan could no longer resist the enthusiasm of everyone and spoke again. This time, it was Su Dongpo's "Water Tune Song Head": "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky." I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world! Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye. The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

After singing the song, everyone was in an uproar, and the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic than just now. Many fans of Chen Yuanyuan praised it even more, it is also a water tune song head, Chen Yuanyuan's song is even more powerful, and Wu Mengmei's song just now is young and immature, and it is difficult to hear.

Zhu Youzhen was a little disapproving, he felt that Chen Yuanyuan and Wu Mengmei's singing actually had their own merits, and it was difficult to say who was better than whom. It's just that Chen Yuanyuan has more supporters, and everyone is golden, and Wu Mengmei has no choice but to suffer a dumb loss.

What made him even more puzzled was that the two of them were singing two different songs, but the tune was exactly the same, which was boring. In comparison, because he had heard Teresa Teng, Faye Wong and other versions of "I Wish People Were Long" in his previous life, he was already preconceived, and listening to Chen Yuanyuan's version at this time was like a lame cover, which made him feel even more awkward.

In addition, the melody of this era is generally soothing compared with the pop music of the previous life, which is boring to listen to, and the spirit of the attack during the day is too nervous.

Chen Yuanyuan sang a song, thanked all the guests, and wanted to leave, but like Dong Xiaowan, he found Zhu Youzhen in the audience. There's no way, who called this product too dazzling, everyone else was there to applaud desperately, but he was blowing snot bubbles, snoring, and the halazi was about to flow all over the ground!

This song "Water Tune Song Head" was originally a reserved track carefully prepared by Chen Yuanyuan, and he was quite complacent when he sang it. Unexpectedly, there was a person named Zhu Youzhen, who actually fell asleep when he heard it, Chen Yuanyuan suddenly became angry, and his pretty face sank.

Since Chen Yuanyuan took the stage, Mao Xiang, who was sitting in the first row, stared at her with a smile, eager to melt Chen Yuanyuan with his eager eyes. Chen Yuanyuan's face changed, he was naturally the first to find out, and when he looked at her gaze, he found that it was Zhu Youzhen who made the beauty unhappy, so he couldn't help but be furious, stood up, came to Zhu Youzhen's table, knocked on the table and said, "This brother, wake up!" ”

Zhu Youzhen snorted beautifully, and was awakened by the cold, but he was startled, and said in a daze: "Ah...?" What's wrong? ”

"This brother, can you ask for your name?" Mao Xiang suppressed his anger and asked through gritted teeth.

Zhu Youzhen naturally saw that Mao Xiang was very unkind to him, but he didn't know where to provoke Mao Xiang, so he had to stammer: "I... My name is You Jian..."

"Gongzi You, why did you repeatedly disrupt the venue?" Mao Xiang asked angrily.

"When did I disrupt the venue?" Zhu Youzhen was inexplicable.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience burst into laughter, because the word "what" is a very vulgar market slang, but anyone who has read a book for a few days does not bother to say such insulting words, and uses other elegant words instead.

At this time, listening to Zhu Youzhen's rude words, everyone expected his identity as a rich man, and they all ridiculed him for having no ink on his chest, but he also came to vassal elegance.

Mao Xiang also smiled mockingly: "When Xiao Wan sang just now, the audience was amazed, but why did Gongzi You disdain? What's wrong with the round "Water Tune Song Head", why did You Gongzi fall asleep listening to it? Childe doesn't know anything about music and rhythm, so why did he come to the Oiran Finals? Why?? ”

His rhetorical questions vividly imitated Zhu Youzhen's tone, making the guests laugh.

In the laughter of everyone, Zhu Youzhen was a little unable to hang up. He thought to himself that this presumptuous is too hateful, if you want to slap Dong Xiaowan and Chen Yuanyuan, you don't need to embarrass your brother so much in public!

In a fit of rage, he slapped the case and yelled, "Aren't you a fart and a bubble boy?" Which eye do you see that this son doesn't understand the rhythm?! ”