Chapter 172: Pour out the world

Lin Xiaolou's slender fingers pinched a thin bank card, glowing golden in the sun.

"Is this yours? I also said who put it here for me, but can you swipe anything with this card? β€œ

"You can brush anything/."

"Then since it was given to me, I also took it, this is my thing."

"So, I still have to pay for one of your songs, right?"

"You can teach."

"Take out your phone and take a look." Qin Ming stared at Lin Xiaolou.

Lin Xiaolou took out his mobile phone, and then heard a voice, which was a message.

The information of bank card credit, showing 300,000 yuan.

"300,000 is enough, right?" Qin Mingchao squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Xiaolou.

"That's enough, that's good, then you have to listen to my command this time."

"No problem."

"Since there is an agreement, then I will go first."

Lin Xiaolou directly crossed him and left.

Qin Ming didn't chase after him, he felt a little strange, why Lin Xiaolou seemed to have forgotten something.

Lin Xiaolou also felt strange, why she couldn't remember what Qin Mingchao said, but she just knew Qin Mingchao.

I also know that they have met and spoken.

And Qin Mingchao's repeated confessions in front of himself also show that this is true.

So, what's going on?

Somewhere, a system is shaking.

[It's not that I'm not me, it's definitely not me who did it, the empress must not find me. Who let this happen because they were worried that the Empress would lose her body early? As a qualified and conscientious system, there are so many things to worry about. 】

After that, Lin Xiaolou never found Qin Mingchao again, as if he had completely forgotten him as a person.

I don't remember that I received 300,000 yuan from others.

And just like that, it's time for the big game.

This game was decided by lottery, and Lin Xiaolou just drew the third one.

As I walked backstage, suddenly a woman walked up to me.

"You're Lin Xiaolou, right? If you are interested, you should not participate, you are humiliating yourself. β€œ

Lin Xiaolou looked at this girl, he didn't seem to know her.

The girl seemed to notice Lin Xiaolou's puzzlement, "Li Mengdie is a fool, I'm different, I'm the goddess of ancient style in Qinghe No. 1 Middle School for two consecutive years." β€œ

"Oh......" Lin Xiaolou stretched out his voice, no wonder?

No wonder this woman came up to find trouble for herself, it turned out that she was a family with Li Mengdie!

"Then you're Miss Li too, right? Miss Li, don't worry, you have been the goddess of ancient style for two consecutive years, and you will definitely be ruined here. β€œ

Li Mengmei originally thought that Lin Xiaolou wanted to flatter herself, and she was very proud.

Hearing the word "severe", Li Mengmei's face suddenly fell.

"Lin Xiaolou, you are simply looking for death! Wait for me! β€œ

Li Mengmei turned around and left.

When it was Lin Xiaolou's turn, Lin Xiaolou changed his clothes and walked on stage.

A light blue Ming stand-up collar cardigan skirt top and a light pink one-piece perforated pleated skirt.

The body is embroidered with epiphany beads, and a belt is tied around the waist.

The long hair is draped behind him, and the hairpin and beads on the head complement each other perfectly.

"Huh, this dress? Didn't you just come back from filming? β€œ

The audience asked such questions.

At this time, Li Aier was also standing on the other side of the stage, holding a painting.

Li Aier is also wearing a Hanfu outfit, which is very different.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to what they were wearing.

Of course, there are also voices of disdain.

"This is a singing competition, not for grandstanding! If you don't have any skills, there is only one end for a face and a dress! β€œ

After Lin Xiaolou came to the stage, the host was stunned for a moment, and the words were directly said by Lin Xiaolou.

"The next song I'm going to sing is called Pour Out the World."

Li Ai'er's voice suddenly sounded, and she was reading a monologue.

"Emperor Bai Yan of Zhou died on a snowy night ten years after he became emperor.

This reckless emperor did not like luxury, forced the palace to seize the throne and then abandoned the gorgeous palace built by Emperor Jing of the previous dynasty, and stayed in the imperial palace every night in the Nine Dragons Tower, when he died, he also knelt cross-legged on the futon in front of several cases in the stone room at the top of the tower, facing a portrait on the wall.

If there is a palace maid who has experienced the previous dynasty, she will definitely recognize that the woman with the unparalleled color on the painting is the last concubine named by Emperor Jing of the previous dynasty.

It turned out that after ten years of falling into the country, Bai Yan finally followed that person. He didn't leave a word behind him. As a result, all the mysteries about the founding emperor of the Zhou Dynasty were buried in the thick history books along with the portrait hanging above the nine-story pagoda and hidden behind the seven-fold veil. β€œ

At this time, the portrait in Li Aier's hand was also opened, and the woman on the portrait was unparalleled!

Everyone was attracted by such a novel monologue and immersed in it.

Suddenly, the music started.

"The sound of the sword and halberd is hoarse

Who will show you the fight outside the city

The blood of the seven-fold yarn was splattered with white yarn

……

Who knows that goodbye is life and death

At that time, the red line was wound a thousand turns

One thought is worse as a person to marry

……

You can also drink tea quietly

Crush this grand fireworks

Blood-stained paintings

How can I resist a little cinnabar between your eyebrows

It doesn't matter if the world is covered

It's always just a bustle

……

Upstairs and under the moon in the dream

You're still standing with your eyebrows on your face

Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes

Look at the vastness of the world side by side"

The sound of knives and halberds fighting was endless, mixed with the sound of shouting.

Everyone seemed to feel that they were in the middle of a battlefield, the soldiers were coming to the city, and the two armies were fighting!

And the women who are at home waiting for their husbands or lovers to return are eager to see through them.

Emperor, war, or wife.

I want to see the world side by side, never forget it, and grow old together.

Unfortunately, everything is a dream, an illusion, and it has become empty.

In everyone's hearts, there is a sad mood at this time, as if they are immersed in the scene, and they really feel all this!

Until Lin Xiaolou's voice stopped.

The audience was silent!

Qin Mingchao sat under the stage and took the lead in breaking the silence.

The sound of applause is endless!

"Thisβ€”this is a miracle!"

"No, it's providence!"

"It's providence! It is God who has given us the pursuit of ancient culture! β€œ

"With that alone, I think this player can advance directly to the finals!"

There were a total of six judges in the audience.

All five judges agreed, and only one remained, and she was also very excited, but when she was grading, she suddenly received a phone call.

After hanging up the phone, the judge looked at the people present, "Don't you think it's weird?" β€œ

"Sister Li, what do you mean?"

"This song is indeed very good and worth it, but we haven't heard this song before, our purpose is ancient and original! Daxing original! I don't know if this song was written by the contestant herself, if not, I don't think she would have been directly qualified. β€œ