At this moment, Su Ran looked at Lin Shihai on the stage with stunning eyes.

It turns out that the so-called music is not what she thought was singing and playing the piano or anything like that.

With the people in the Juyuan Mountain Villa next to him, he played and knocked out a music similar to the priesthood.

Lin Shihai jumped up, he didn't dance Ana Duozi, charming and enchanting, graceful dancing. It's not a heroic, domineering sword dance.

It is a very sacred, solemn, and shocking dance similar to a sacrifice. But it's not as rigid and monolithic as the sacrificial dance.

The whole water pavilion was quiet, and looking at the dancing teenager on the water pavilion platform, it felt like a layer of mystery.

Su Ran's eyes didn't blink, she didn't know why she was looking at Lin Shihai's dance, and what appeared in her mind was the big mountain behind Linshan Village-Qingzhou Mountain Range.

This is a culture she has never been exposed to, and the musical instruments played next to her are eight sounds, gold-bells, cymbals, stone-chimes, earth-xun, reeds, leather-drums, moles, silk-qin, se, wood-ji, 敔, 匏-sheng, zhu, bamboo-flute, chi.

The notes played by more than a dozen people also feel mysterious.

"Good"

As the music stopped, Lin Shihai also danced the last action, and he didn't know who shouted.

Su Ran smiled and applauded, shouting, "Lin Shihai, you dance so well." ”

"Yes, that's good!" Zhu Mingli also applauded, his face a little red with excitement.

When the people next to them saw the two applauding, they also applauded, and the people around them also applauded.

There was applause on the water pavilion, and several gentlemen sitting in front of them all nodded with smiles, among which Liu Zongyuan sat in the middle.

The rest of the team smiled wryly.

Someone said, "I don't dance as well as him." ”

Some of the little girls who followed their parents, veiled, showed their moist eyes and looked at Lin Shihai shyly.

The half-hundred-year-old man stood up and spoke.

"Gentlemen, please."

The eight gentlemen sitting in front of them exchanged their heads and ears, although they all held up a sign in their hands.

The sign has a good character written on it.

Does Su Ran's "......" bloated feel so similar to the score of a modern variety show?

The half-hundred old man spoke, "Team No. 1, music, eight excellent." ”

"Mr. Xie," Lin Shihai saluted, and then walked to Su Ran and the others very indifferently, without arrogance or impatience.

Some older men and women looked at Lin Shihai like they looked at their sons-in-law.

The eight gentlemen saw Lin Shihai's light breeze and nodded.

"That's a good student."

"I heard that he is a man of the year in Qixian County School."

Zhu Mingli patted Lin Shihai on the shoulder, "Brother Shihai, you jumped ......" He gave a thumbs up.

Lin Shihai smiled and said gently, "I saw it at a very young age, and then I studied it for two years. ”

Su Ran was curious and asked, "Could it be that all men who read can do it?" ”

Lin Shihai shook his head and said with a smile, "No, the children of the ordinary family only learn, or only after entering an academy like Yunxi Academy." ”

Su Ran blinked, this kind of off-string sound, doesn't it mean that he is a child of the family? And all the children of the family will?

As if seeing what Su Ran was thinking, Lin Shihai smiled and said, "Not all the children of the family will learn, you can slowly understand when you come to Yunxi Academy in the future." ”

At the end, he said, "There are many kinds of music and dance, there are national quintessences, there are folk dances, and the dancing is very charming, and the dancing is not good."

Lin Shihai paused, as if he didn't know how to describe it, "It's going to be embarrassing!" ”

As the No. 2 team jumped, Su Ran knew what embarrassment was.

The man's jump is completely incomparable with Lin Shihai's jump, and the movements are completely different.

It should be folk music and dance, dancing hard, maybe it's the reason why too many people watch it, and they can't let go of their hands and feet.

Su Ran felt that he was also embarrassed! His face was red, and even the roots of his ears were red, which was embarrassing to think about.

"Puff"

Someone couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It was a veiled girl, and when she saw someone looking at her, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief through the veil, and silently leaned behind the woman beside her.

The man stiffened, his face redder, but he insisted on continuing to finish.

His dance was very short, and he finished it in half a tea time.

The eight gentlemen gave good, and one of the young gentlemen on the left said, "The reason why we give you good is that we don't give you bad." It's because of your courage and your persistence, which we all appreciate. ”

Liu Zongyuan twisted his beard and nodded, "Not because of the ridicule of others, nor because of the unwatchable jumping, have the courage to continue jumping, your heart is rare, I hope that the road you will take in the future will not be broken by others." ”

The others around nodded thoughtfully.

The man bowed solemnly, "Mr. Xie instructed." ”

The woman who laughed out loud before flashed chagrin in her eyes, as if she regretted it because she had just laughed out loud.

Some people laughed, but most of them didn't mean to laugh, they just thought it was funny.

Su Ran also felt that his courage was commendable.

The next team members of Team 3 finished jumping until the people of Team 15 finished jumping.

No one dances better than Lin Shihai, most of them dance traditional folk dances, and most of them are good and middle.

Even if you get the best, there are only one or two, and they are not all excellent.

No surprise, Lin Shihai won the first place.

Lebi is done!

Soon, there were people dressed by Xiao Si on the water pavilion, carrying the table and putting it in the middle, a total of fifteen.

"The following is a painting art competition, please send one person from fifteen teams, and you can play by yourself in the content of the art."

The half-hundred-year-old man didn't beat the gong again this time, his voice was quite loud and full of energy.

Looking at the crowd, he said, "It's been a long time to paint, and it's noon, so it's not too late for you to go have lunch and come back." ”

smiled and said, "Most of the dishes in the villa today are carefully crafted, don't miss it." ”

Su Ran felt that his smile was a little weird.

Everyone in the water pavilion thought about it, and then most of them decided to go and fill their stomachs first.

Lin Shihai and Zhu Mingli thought about it and felt that it was better to go to dinner first, after all, they still had a competition in the afternoon.

Without waiting for them to speak, Su Ran spoke first, "You guys go too!" I'm going to eat it myself after I'm done. ”

The two nodded!

Su Ran took the lead and walked to the first table, where pen, ink, paper, inkstone and pigments were already placed.

Although the color of the pigment is not as complete as that I made myself, I still have a rough color.

Su Ran tapped his chin with his fingers, looked at the other people around him, and had already picked up the brush and began to draw.

She simply walked over to everyone competing and looked at it.

The half-hundred old man watched Su Ran walk around the table, and did not speak with a smile in his eyes.

The gentlemen also went to lunch, and in addition to the fifteen people on the water pavilion platform, there were only a few Xiao Si and half hundred old men left.

Several pairs of eyes were staring at Su Ran and the others.

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