Gao Huan lifted his skirt and quickly reached between his legs to grasp a hard object.

Immediately, I saw him pull hard, and a proud giant object was pulled out from under his skirt.

It turned out to be a black guitar!

"Your weapon? That's it? White Tiger Xu Zhien looked at the black guitar and asked, looking a little disappointed.

"Yes, otherwise what do you think it will be?"

"Ah...... Nothing, nothing. ”

The supermarket proprietress took advantage of the moment when Xu Zhien finished speaking, and hurriedly said: "Since the orphanage team is ready, let's ask the two young players to perform on stage quickly!" ”

Gao Huan clenched the guitar and smiled at Ding You: "Are you ready to explode the audience?" ”

Ding You nodded lightly and followed behind Gao Huan, and the two slowly walked onto the stage.

Only when you are actually on the stage can you understand what it is like.

Ding You watched the curious eyes of everyone in the audience focus on her at this moment, the tension and fear in her chest suddenly disappeared, but an unprecedented sense of satisfaction suddenly welled up from her heart.

It's as if she was born to belong to her own stage.

"Are you ready?"

Ding You heard Gao Huan's deep voice whispering in her ear, which made her heart flutter.

"Ready." She replied.

Gao Huan, dressed in women's clothes, sat on the ground, holding a guitar in his arms, and her slender white jade fingers suddenly picked up on the strings, and a syllable fell into the jade plate like a pearl, which rang in everyone's ears at first glance.

Ding You took a deep breath, looked at Gao Huan's flawless side face with its own dermabrasion filter, and moved in the middle of this soft sonata.

She was still wearing the same outfit she was wearing yesterday, and there was nothing abrupt about it.

Her figure is still not grown, and her appearance is only above the delicate, far more beautiful than "Gao Huanhuan".

But when she dances, she's the only color of activity on this empty stage!

Gao Huan was silent, and he couldn't see any other movements except for the movement of his fingers plucking on the guitar strings.

His slender and well-proportioned figure is like a stretching mountain range, his long inky hair is the weeping willow in this mountain, and his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips are all enchanting rocks in this mountain.

The cool breeze of the night bypassed between his fresh clothes and black hair, like a period of green years flowing calmly, with a faint fragrance, hitting the cheeks of Ding You, who was dancing behind him.

The brightest and most passionate tune resonated between Gao Huan's fingers at this time.

This song.

It's a howling wind.

It is a fire that flows underground.

It was a loud bang that the heavens and the earth were born at the very first moment.

Previously, they were immersed in the absolute dance of the white tiger Xu Zhien, which belonged to the king, and the audience who had not yet turned their minds suddenly woke up in this shock.

This awakening is like an initiation.

The heaven and the earth before their eyes are no longer heaven and earth.

The stage they saw before them was no longer a stage.

Heaven and earth are beginning to open, and all things are harmonious.

In the beginning of ancient times, who preached? The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be examined.

All kinds of causes and effects can only be solved by saints.

Where is the saint?

The saint is like a mountain, sitting on the ground, the strings in his hands are playing, and all the sounds are in harmony with it.

When the opening movement reaches the place where the wind is surging, Gao Huan coldly swept the audience, and his fingertips suddenly pressed on the guitar strings, as if forcibly pressing down a climax.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth fell silent, and the gods were darkened.

It happened that Aunt Zhang set up a fire in front of the stage, desperately shaking the pu fan, and a thin layer of smoke rose from the cyan mugwort leaves, which was enveloped on the stage.

Gao Huan's own microdermabrasion filter effect has been transformed into a Gaussian blur at this moment, like a gloom shrouded in smoke and rain.

Old Aunt Suzaku clutched the folding fan in her hand tightly at this moment, her eyes widened, the feathers on her body stood up, and she muttered to herself in a tone of disbelief: "Impossible! That's impossible! This is "All Things Born"! It's groundbreaking! ”

Xuanwu Shen Chengxian sat on the bench, his lips slightly open, and he even forgot to smoke a dry cigarette.

As if he had forgotten the physical pain caused by the hemorrhoids, he slowly stood up, his fingers trembled, his eyes were hazy, and he said, "I can't think of it, I can't think of it!" Someone can actually dance this dance! ”

And Qinglong squinted his eyes and looked at the white tiger Xu Zhien standing on the edge of the stage, with a happy smile on his face, he also muttered to himself, and said happily: "The so-called king of the mountains and forests is just a beast after all, where can he compare to the true power of the beginning of the flood!" Hehe, if you want to get the position of that emperor, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it! ”

Gao Huan and Ding You on the stage didn't care about what these people in the audience were saying or thinking.

When the tune is low and dark, it is the moment when Ding You is dancing.

Her steps are among the clouds and mist, the wind is her light veil, and the smoke is her cloth.

Ding Youru incarnates the mother of mankind, walking alone between heaven and earth, the stars are the eyes of the gods, they watch the prayers of human beings, but they are silent.

It turned out that this was the beginning of the age of divine darkness and the beginning of the rule of man.

I saw Ding stumbling on the stage, like stepping on mud, and like trekking through desert mountain streams.

The people in the audience no longer looked at Gao Huan, who had faded into the clouds, but fell on the dancer Ding You.

The children of the orphanage were desperately knocking on the steel plate behind the stage, imitating thunder. Uncle Zhao also threw the golden ribbon onto the stage and turned into lightning.

The rhythm between Gao Huan's fingers suddenly rose again at this time, like the fission of mountains and rivers, lightning and thunder.

Ding You's pace is also getting faster and faster, more and more urgent, sometimes raising his fists to fight against the sky, sometimes running and shouting, crying and self-pity.

Only half of the song was left, and the audience, who were originally sitting on the bench, had already stood up and been brought into the emotions of the dancers, and they all looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

White Tiger Xu Zhien's eyes followed Ding You's posture closely, clenched his fists, but let go suddenly.

After becoming one of the four gods, she has already seen too many challengers.

But she is a white tiger, she has never been defeated, and she will never fail.

In her opinion, even the other three gods are not qualified to be their opponents, and one day, she will become the only emperor in this dance forest.

But today, seeing the dance of this junior, she understands the truth that there are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains.

In a trance, Xu Zhien seemed to feel a huge force coming from the stage, so that she could not take another step in the direction of the stage no matter what.

Then, she realized that she was really defeated.

The results of this competition are already known, and she doesn't plan to watch the rest.

Xu Zhien turned around, his face gloomy, and walked towards the sidelines.

She is the king, and even if the king falls, he will never fall in front of others.

"Where are you going? It's not over yet! At the critical moment, Xuanwu Shen Chengxian grabbed her and yelled.

"No need to compare, I know, I lost." Xu Zhien took off the cat ear hairpin on his head and said gloomily.

"And what are you going to do next?"

Xu Zhien looked at the deep night sky, looked far away, and said: "I am going to Jiangcheng, it is said that there is a god of awkward dance living there, and I want to go to apprenticeship." ”

"So, will you come back?"

Xu Zhien didn't answer the old man's question, with a smile on his face, he handed the cat ear hairpin in his hand to Xuanwu's hand.

"When I come back, you can give this back to me. After tonight, there will be no white tiger among the four gods. ”

She spoke, waved her hand freely, and the figure stepped into the night.

The old man Xuanwu looked at Xu Zhien's gradually disappearing figure, his expression was gloomy, and he put the cat ear hairpin on his head, and was about to sigh something.

Before he could say anything, he saw Xu Zhien, who had just left, running all the way back, like a tiger, rushing towards the supermarket proprietress and yelling: "The old lady almost forgot, the second place still has five catties of rice!" Hand it over! ”