"And how many shows are we?"

"It seems to be the fifth, I'll help you confirm it again."

Wang Xin called Du Ruonan, and she glanced at the folder in her hand: "Sword Dance, right, the fifth, is there a name?" ”

Xia Xincheng nodded: "Drunk and red." ”

"Okay, you go to the rest area first, just go to the back of the show in advance."

Xia Xincheng and the people of the Sword Club sat and rested, and Zhang Zhen told her that there was a charity sale at this event, and the proceeds were used to buy New Year's items for the elderly in the nursing home.

The items sold for charity are all kinds of handicrafts made by the students, including ancient silk flowers, wooden swords, tassels or jade sword spikes.

"Student Xia, after our performance is over, there will be an interaction, and the children present will be taught to learn a few moves, so you can do it too."

"Okay."

Xia Xincheng looked around, the venue of this performance was an activity stage in the shopping mall, it was the New Year's Day, there were many guests, and the staff of the student union were tying red ribbons to the children who had bought wooden swords or sword spikes, and they were the ones who were going to go on stage later.

The event was also televised, the staff set up the machines, and the host was familiarizing himself with the hand cards.

The first show is the display of the swordsmanship club, although everyone's moves are mainly beautiful, but they are very neat, everyone must have trained for a long time, and the whole momentum has come out.

After that, there will be a tea ceremony performance, flower arrangement, and calligraphy.

When it was almost Xia Xincheng's show, Du Ruonan came over with a headset to inform her to prepare, and Xia Xincheng got up and went backstage with Qingluan.

Mr. Wu had dinner with a few friends today, several old people were very strong, and a few people made an appointment not to bring their families, eat together, and then go to one of their friends' shop to drink tea and chat.

Wu Xingbang recovered well after heart surgery, because he came earlier than the appointed time, so he walked around the mall with the calligraphy master Shi Qing.

They were very interested in seeing the sword performance before, and when they heard that it was a charity sale, the two of them also chose something.

"Lao Wu, if you don't buy a wooden sword, what silk flowers do you buy?" Shi Qing said with a smile.

"We like this, I'll buy one back."

Shi Qing shook her lips and said: "The female doll is intimate, I heard that Wan'er is the second in the country this time, and she is going to participate in the international competition, congratulations." ”

"yes, the kids are very competitive."

Wu Xingbang didn't know which Tang Waner would like to buy, so he asked the classmates at the charity sale to recommend it.

Shi Qing looked at a pair of calligraphy and asked who wrote it.

After the old man Wu made his choice, he saw that he was still staring at the words, and said, "What, you want to accept apprentices again?" ”

"This kid has a bit of talent." Shi Qing nodded in approval.

The writing student came over and exchanged a few words with Shi Qing, and then Shi Qing was surrounded by several students, wanting to see his handwriting.

Shi Qing also liked these students, so he picked up the brush and wrote simply: If the youth is strong, the country will be strong.

Everyone was very happy, he didn't bring a seal, so he could only write a letter and give it to the classmate just now.

The two were invited to the auditorium to take a seat and watch the show.

Calligraphy was being performed on the stage, and Wu Xingbang said with some envy: "Today's children attach great importance to calligraphy, and it is really convenient for you to accept apprentices." ”

Shi Qing shook his head: "If you really learn, you can still experience the works of master Xianxian with your own pen style, and it still takes a lot of effort, and it is not easier than your swordsmanship!" ”

Several students on the stage were very serious, and then a few children came on stage to feel the calligraphy, and the scene was very lively.

Shi Qing nodded frequently and exchanged feelings with Old Man Wu, Wu Xingbang's mood was not very beautiful, and he always felt that he was inexplicably pressed by Shi Qing.

"Next, please enjoy the sword dance "Drunk Red Face", applause welcome!"

The host's words interrupted the argument between the two, and Wu Xingbang saw a girl in a red dress coming up on the stage, still wearing a veil and holding a cyan sword in her hand!

Old Man Wu rubbed his eyes, because he was far away, he didn't see it too clearly, he only felt a little like it.

Xia Xincheng had already started to dance to the classical music, Qingluan followed the drum beat inside and waved it fast and slowly, and the more Old Man Wu watched below, the more excited he became.

Shi Qing was a little puzzled: "Why does this kid's sword look different from what you taught?" I can't see the routine. ”

Although he didn't learn swords, he had seen some, and he hadn't seen Xia Xincheng do those naming moves.

"She... She..."Wu Xingbang felt that she was the little girl.

"Chengcheng, there are certain moves to learn the sword, just like the basic skills, after you learn it, you can also improve it according to your own ideas."

"Really? Can I make my own changes? ”

"Of course."

A few days later, Xia Xincheng played a few moves in front of him, and Old Man Wu was surprised: "Where did you learn this?" ”

"It's not learning, it's what I think, I met the fat tiger yesterday, he saw me alone, he grabbed me and wanted to teach me a lesson, he was taller than me, if it didn't work to pick the sword with the trick taught by the master, I used a wooden stick to cross it and hit him on the neck, and he let go."

Wu Xingbang is very happy that this child has learned how to apply what he has learned and improve his methods, just like he did back then.

When he retracted his thoughts, he only saw that there were many people around him, and he wanted to speak but couldn't.

Shi Qing didn't know why, Old Man Wu had a heart attack, and the whole person fell down, why did he touch the medicine on his body and stuff it into his mouth, and the other students also brought warm water to feed him.

When Xia Xincheng was about to finish, he saw someone in the audience fainting, so he also stopped and rushed over.

"My old guy has a heart condition, is there any classmate who can help call a car?"

After Shi Qing finished speaking, Du Ruonan immediately asked people to go out to see if they could call a taxi.

A few minutes later, the students would come, saying that the car was outside, and Mr. Wu's breathing calmed down after taking the medicine, and he muttered in his mouth: "Qing... Green... Qingluan..."

Shi Qing thought he was shouting to himself, so he hurriedly talked to him: "Don't worry, we'll go to the hospital immediately, don't get excited." ”

A sturdy classmate was about to carry him out, but Xia Xincheng immediately spoke: "Hold it, head slightly up." ”

Everyone immediately followed what she said and took Old Man Wu out.

The venue returned to normal, and Xia Xincheng and the people from the Sword Club began to teach the children to practice wooden swords.

When Wu Xingbang was sent to Tianren Hospital, He Luobin had just finished the operation and was resting in the office, and when he learned that the old man had gone to the emergency room, he went over to check.

After checking the infusion medicine, there was no problem, and Wu Xingbang also recovered, but he couldn't speak well, and he couldn't say it.

"Don't worry, old man, say what you want to say." He Luobin comforted, but Wu Xingbang was even more excited.

"Okay, okay, it's me who is wrong, you won, don't get excited."

Shi Qing also comforted.

The old man wanted to say, but it turned into "Uh-huh", and everyone was stunned.

He Luobin was the first to react and took out a pen and paper: "What do you have to write down." ”

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