Chapter 126

The long strip of Baijuan has been infected with different colors, and it blooms on Baijuan in a patchwork manner, as if it has been given life, and it interprets its own style on white silk.

"Wow, what is this?" Ren Feng'er's toes seemed to be running like a machine, constantly outlining different lines, long and short, colorful, and a few couldn't help but exclaim, looking at some rudimentary paintings on the ground, and shouted incredibly.

"Shh The girl who exclaimed in surprise was so loud that her mother, 3, was a little embarrassed, and covered the girl's mouth so that she didn't make a more surprised sound.

But this voice can be regarded as reminding everyone that this Ren Feng'er is not on the stage to make a green leaf, although the dance posture is the upper hand, but the creativity under the feet is not something that ordinary people can think of.

Su Yuan's lips were pursed tightly, but now she pursed them even more, and put the cup in her hand heavily on the table, the anger in her heart was not ordinary, there was originally a Mu Yan who was blocking herself, but now there is one more Ren Feng'er, who came out to steal the limelight.

No matter how everyone discussed, Ren Feng'er, who was standing in the center, had an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, and her steps followed the rhythm faster and faster, as if she was enjoying the attention of everyone, or the attention of the person sitting on the top.

With the acceleration of the steps under her feet, the painting under Ren Feng'er's feet appeared much clearer, the appearance of a beauty, that smile and look lifelike.

Seeing the rare foot-based painting, the atmosphere of the audience was pulled to the highest point, and there were a few sighing voices, as if admiring such a rare scene.

Mu Yan also noticed the person who had been hovering beside him, and he could see Ren Feng'er's appearance clearly, his eyes were a little thoughtful, and then he disappeared, and continued to wave his sleeves, closely following Mo Yu's accompaniment.

Mo Yu and Xiao Heng's accompaniment is almost at the end, and Mu Yan is also about to reach the end of the action, with a wave of his sleeves, which perfectly ends this dance.

Ren Feng'er's painting is almost finished, Mo Yu's notes have just stopped, and the painting on Bai Juan has already shown its shape.

At the end of the dance, Ren Feng'er's painting was also made, and the painting was the appearance of Su Meiren dancing in a splendid double butterfly dress, whether it was the smile that evoked or the subtle position of the clothes, they were all finely outlined, as if Mu Yan had just entered the painting, and was still waving his sleeves.

"Wow, that's amazing, a rare scene." When they saw the painting on the ground, a few sharp-eyed people couldn't help but exclaim, pointed to the painting on the ground where the ink had not dried, and opened their mouths in surprise.

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen such a thing, painting on tiptoe, and making such a vivid portrait, it's really amazing." Several other people echoed one after another, rarely agreeing with such an opinion, staring at the painting on the ground, with undisguised admiration in their eyes.

Yin Chenglu sat on it, looking at the changes below, naturally he also took Ren Feng'er's performance in his eyes, and his face was also a little admired, clapping his hands and began to applaud, and the rest of the people saw that the emperor began to applaud, and they also began to applaud endlessly.

Yin Yufu sat in the upper position, kept watching Ren Feng'er's every move, and couldn't help sneering a few times, this trick was really clever, not only showing the skills she was good at, but also being able to win the sacred heart, which should not be underestimated.

Yin Chenglu's interest was really aroused, looking at the portrait shown by the maid, it turned out to be not much different from his appearance, Long Yan was overjoyed, and his expression when he looked at Ren Feng'er was also a little more appreciative.

"That's right, I think Su Meiren's dancing is also wonderful, where would I have thought that I would see such a dance, this life is also satisfied." There was a young lady from an official family, watching Mu Yan return to the direction of her seat, she couldn't help but smash her mouth, and the aftertaste was endless, as if she was still recalling the graceful dance of Su Meiren just now.

The ladies put their heads together and muttered about the performance just now, "I think, in comparison, it is still Su Meiren's dancing strength, it doesn't look like a down-and-out girl, but like a real girl who grew up in the boudoir, maybe she was born smart." There was a lady who looked at her daughter beside her, and then looked at Mu Yan sitting above, and couldn't help but make a comparison in her heart, and said with some envy.

"I think so too, looking at the one who painted on the tip of his toes, the painting made is not wrong at all, if I hadn't seen such a scene, I would have thought it was painted with my hands." The other lady agreed, nodded and agreed.

Mu Yan and the others had just left the venue, and there was already a lot of discussion at the banquet, all discussing the superb skills of the two people in the center of the venue, Su Mei and Ren Feng'er.

"Your daughter is a good person, not like this tomboy of my family." Jiang sighed half-truthfully, looking at his daughter's leaning forward, he hated iron but not steel, and said.

"Your daughter is also a good one, just look at it and be a little more active." Mrs. Xue heard others praise her daughter, and she was very proud in her heart, and then looked at the portrait drawn by her daughter, and a sense of pride arose.

"Alas, where is this active, this is clearly just not going to stay." No matter what Jiang Shi was saying, Yi Min just didn't seem to be able to hear it, and from time to time he looked at Mu Yan who was sitting on the top seat, and then at a few other people, and finally his eyes always drifted to Xiao Heng who was sitting quietly in his place.

"When she gets older, she will naturally be fine, don't worry." Mrs. Zuo Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, not hiding her pride at all, but she still said politely.

"Yes, I hope so." Jiang Shi shifted his gaze to Ren Feng'er, who had already returned to his seat, looked at Ren Feng'er's raised chin and the new boots he had just changed, smiled, and stopped talking.

"I think your girl, but it's really amazing, how many people can do this kind of ability." The wife of a family whose official position is not very high, mixed with flattery, said.

"Where, where, it's just that this girl has liked these things since she was a child, and she didn't know that there would be such a creation, and it was also by her own luck." Mrs. Zuo Xiang had a smile on her face when she was flattered, although she knew that it was hypocritical flattery, but she was still relatively useful.

"That's still envious, if my girl has half the talent, then it's smoke on the ancestral grave." The little official's wife said with envy on her face.

"It's nice to look at your girl." Mrs. Zuo Xiang agreed a little and continued to send away the other flatterers.

"Let's take a look at the rest of the shows." Those flattering people came to Mrs. Zuo Xiang's side and said nonsense, Mrs. Zuo Xiang pointed to the center of the venue and changed the topic and said.

The rest of the shows are also beginning to show, those ladies are beginning to show their talents, they are all ordinary shows, if they are in normal times, they can be seen by watching, but under the backdrop of such programs, watching these ordinary shows is also boring.

The people present snorted a few times, and the excitement just now was presented at once, in comparison, these shows are a little more boring, making people drowsy and have no desire to watch it.

"I still like Sister Su's dance, it's much more interesting to watch." Lin Ling was a little drowsy, rubbed his forehead, pointed to the dancing girls in the center of the venue, and said.

"Well, yes, the performance just now is indeed exciting." Lin Jia did not object, nodded, looked at Mu Yan's position, and said in agreement.

"These shows are really boring, and there is no way to compare them with Sister Su." Lin Ling yawned, looking at the cookie-cutter performance, sleepy and almost speechless.

It's not just the Lin sisters who think so, almost everyone here thinks so, the main event is over, and those scenes don't seem so attractive.

As soon as Mu Yan returned to her position, she was pulled by the Empress Dowager Liu to sit beside her, looking at the amiable appearance of the Empress Dowager Liu, as if she was full of appreciation and liking for Mu Yan, and others kept praising the skills of this group of beauties, so that the Empress Dowager was also willing to be sincere to her.

"Sumei people can be loved by the Queen Mother." A young lady sitting below looked at Mu Yan's position, and Empress Dowager Liu gently patted Mu Yan's arm from time to time, and said with a little envy.

"That's right, is this Sumei really likable, and he is also favored, not only the emperor, but also the queen mother." The other few also looked at Mu Yan with envy and the Queen Mother who was pulling Mu Yan, and they couldn't wait to be sitting on it.

"I think that this posterior position, the Sumers are extremely likely to get it, you see, such a favor, if the Sumers can not get it, how many people can get such love." There was a gossip who heard these discussions, leaned his head, and said softly while looking at Mu Yan's position.

"It seems that the Sumei people will undoubtedly be able to obtain the position of queen, and the probability of this is also very high." Empress Dowager Liu just took Mu Yan's hand, as if she was concerned about her living problems, and the people below said one after another.

Only Mu Yan had a cold sour feeling in her heart, and she couldn't cry or laugh at all these discussions that fell into her ears. Is he the queen of Yin Chenglu? How rare has she ever been? His nails were deeply embedded in his palm, and Mu Yan drank all the contents of the cup, and a faint smile appeared on his face again.