The newspaper said: The next program starring Wu Ji, the owner of the flower house, "Honey Love", officially starts, please!

The two young actors arranged by Wu Ji dressed up as Miss and Yahuan. The young lady is elegantly dressed, elegant and gorgeous, with a beautiful melon seed face, a pair of miniature and expectant beautiful eyes, and a cherry-like mouth, as if the artist has carefully carved it with a knife and axe. The girl ring is lively and cute, petite and exquisite, and touching.

The young lady glanced east and west, raised her right hand above her head, covered her peeping eyes with wide cuffs, and swirled slowly, sometimes shy, sometimes excited, sometimes looking, sometimes looking back. And dancing happily and easily around the young lady is her maid ring, the girl ring can be strong, she guides the direction of the young lady's dance, guides the young lady's various expressions, thinks about the young lady everywhere, and always serves the young lady.

Then the scholar played by Wu Ji appeared, he came from the darkness, and first saw his seductive silhouette, tall, slender, and quite graceful. With the increase in brightness, ah, a standard reader, with his hands in his hands, his eyes scanning the words from top to bottom, holding the book behind his back, meditating, sometimes depressed, sometimes smiling, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding, sometimes laughing brightly, sometimes raising his hand high and drooping heavily.

When this scholar walked to the window, by the light, ah, what a beautiful man, an impeccable beautiful man, a beautiful man who makes women think of him, a beautiful man worth having for life!

Suddenly, the light flickered a few times, and the young lady and the maid entered the study.

The scholar was startled, pointed at them, and stepped back. And the young lady and Yahuan did not press, but laughed at the scholar a little pedantic. When the scholar stood by the window, the young lady sat down with the support of Yahuan, and she casually pulled out a book from the stacked piles of books and said, "Why should the prime minister pretend, seeing a beautiful woman is like seeing a tiger and a wolf." Am I that scary? Please come and see what is written in this book. ”

The windows were crowded with beautiful heads, arranged high and low, like a large pair of frames. Give a sub-model, quite emotional lethality, if it is a male audience, they will choose the most desired emotional sustenance object according to their own pursuit of ideals, to put it bluntly, it is to choose their most ideal and most hopeful other half who will accompany them for a lifetime. If it's a female audience. They will use it as a mirror to examine whether their expressions are generous and appropriate, and whether their emotional expression methods are just right, so they will naturally have a strong artistic resonance in their hearts.

The scholar walked to the desk in a panic, as if facing great danger, panicked, helpless, and Yahuan whispered cordially: "My young lady, please sit down, you will sit!" ”

The expression in the large frame is amazing. Someone whispered, "What's the matter?" ”

And the beauty head in the large frame has different reactions, with huge differences, some surprised, some stunned. There are wooden, there are playfully waiting to see the excitement, there are those who are eager and some are disgusted.

The young lady moved her chair to the scholar. Closing the book he had just pulled out, he pointed to the title on the cover and asked, "Xianggong, this is the reading you have always dreamed of." Perhaps as a post-exertion adjustment and pastime, there is nothing wrong with it. ”

The scholar was a little wolfy, a little red-faced, and asked hesitantly, "The girl has also read this book?" ”

The expression of the beauty in the big frame was even more surprised, and someone sighed: "The books are stupid!" ”

The young lady turned the pages of the book, pointed it out to the scholar, and read it out: "There is a golden house in the book, a thousand bells of grain in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book." ”

"That makes sense!" The beauty in the big frame nodded frequently, and said in unison, "This is the ambition of men, the expectations of women, the light of the world, and the dreams of the world!" ”

The scholar peeked at the young lady, and repeated in a low voice: "Yan Ruyu, Yan Ruyu!" I would like to ask Miss, your surname is Yan Ruyu, is it also? ”

"It's not open, it's too unenlightened!" The beauties in the big frame lamented in unison, "If you have a heart, see it for yourself, if you have an intention, enjoy it yourself!" ”

"You idiot, I ask you, is this house made of gold?" The young lady couldn't help but smile and asked.

The beauties in the big frame rushed in, hugged the scholar out of the house, and the young lady said coquettishly: "Come out to breathe, sober and sober, don't be in the clouds, I don't know what it means, and I don't know its reason!" ”

A gust of wind blew, and the young lady rose into the air, turned into a crane, fanned her wings, and swept the scholar's forehead with the tail of her wings, and then held him with her wings. After a while, the crane blew a few breaths into the scholar's mouth, his wings slowly lifted, and the scholar's body with his eyes closed gradually lay flat and floated.

Many beauties raised their eyes, the wings of the crane slowly drooped, and the scholar stood on the ground, opened his eyes, and became more cute, more aura, and more wise.

Various voices rang out from under the stage, and the men all hoped to be favored and enlightened like cranes, and the women hoped to recreate the magic of their sweethearts like cranes.

At this time, the crane regained her human form, and she sat down across the table from the scholar, looking at each other, nodding to each other, and smiling at each other to show their affection. The scholar finally couldn't hold back the admiration in his heart, he walked to the young lady's side, hesitated for a while, looked at the young lady's smile on her back, he was intoxicated, hugged the young lady's head, and kissed her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her mouth, her whole cheek, endlessly.

At this time, the dancers danced passionately, and every face was a blooming flower, and they laughed, shouted, blessed, and rejoiced.

These renderings, even the most rigid and tolerant old masters, will be moved, and they will also think about what is wrong, let alone in the passionate scene.

Accompanied by the young lady, the scholar read hard in the cold window, ten lines at a glance, and the sound of turning the book was like that when the autumn wind was raging. And the young lady was embroidering stitch by stitch, and in a short time a sunflower in the sun was embroidered, shining gold, and spinning like a gold medallion.

The dancers are excited, jubilant, celebrating, the bright rhythm makes the audience's blood boiling, full of passion, pride infects every audience, and the festive atmosphere makes the audience fully intoxicated and jubilant.

The new words were being sung over and over again, and the melody was brisk, but Liu Sanbian frowned, and she asked the pavilion owner next to her, "How did this word become like this?" ”

"Young Master Liu, listen carefully!" The owner of the museum said excitedly, "Only in this way can this word and situation be perfectly combined!" I have to admire the extraordinary creative power of the little master! (To be continued......)