As soon as Chi Jing stepped into the backstage, he saw a mess everywhere, several clothes that had been cut into strips on the ground, and a few girls sitting on the ground snuggling together and crying.

"Clean up and don't cry. We can't touch her yet, not because of how high her status is and how rich her family is. It's only because she's pregnant that I endure it in every possible way. When she gives birth, I will take you to the door and slap her back! Chi Jing's voice was a little cold, God knows that she has endured it to the point of internal injury.

When she had finished speaking, she sat down. "Now. Come over and help me put on my makeup! ”

The girl wants to jump up and herself? But the girl's face... Liuli was a little stunned, and looked into her eyes from the bronze mirror in front of Chi Jing.

In those bright eyes, as always, there was a light that did not admit defeat.

Case... Good! Even if you mess up, it's not a big deal! She stepped forward, picked up the comb steadily, and began by arranging her hair.

The girls on the side looked at each other, and gradually their faces were dyed with a touch of firmness.

When the girl found them, didn't she take a fancy to the arrogance in their bones? Now it's just a small slap in the face, what's worth crying for half a day? They wiped away their tears and stood up.

"I'll help the girl find a hairpin. Girl, what are you going to dance? "The girl had never taught them to dance solo, and they didn't know where to start.

"I'm going to dance...", she had watched a solo dance on TV, and she remembered every movement by heart.

"Give me a white dress, the simpler the better, and I want a hairpin! Ruri, use this, to cover the scar on my face. Also, let the drummer prepare! With a flip of her wrist, a small piece as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in her palm.

"Yes!"

…

The dull drum beat two or three times, and then stopped, as if it were child's play.

I don't know how the stage of Wuhua Lou is designed, and the slight movement on the stage sounds like an echo under the stage as clearly and surrounds everyone's ears.

The red curtain was torn open, and the audience fell silent with bated breath.

The stage is set up as a forest scene. The rockery is covered with lush vines, and the vines are full of unknown red fruits.

Under a tall tree, a woman leans against the trunk of the tree, with only a simple hairpin pinned to the back of her head, which looks like it is made of branches, and sits on the grass with her face turned sideways in the direction of the background.

The fragmentary drums sounded again from nowhere, and for a moment, pause, and then again, the drums beat louder and louder, not only striking on people's hearts, but also awakening the woman.

The woman turned her face, her rare white jade-like face was peerless, and she opened her eyes slightly-

The drumming stopped abruptly.

The crowd exclaimed! What kind of beautiful eyes are these? Thin and long eyebrows, and a few red plums painted at the corners of the eyes as if they were about to drip blood, are so beautiful that they are touching people's souls.

Her long eyelashes flickered, and with each flash, they landed on the tip of everyone's heart like a light butterfly, making people lose their way. The dark eyes are more like a pair of deep pools, which reflect the brilliance of the sun and the moon, which is confusing.

I don't know when the drums stopped, and the woman didn't look down the stage.

She walked a few steps, reached out and touched the green leaves of the tree, her hands like soft wattles, and her fingers like orchids. Someone in the audience whispered again, and the woman was barefoot!

But she still didn't pay attention to any movement in the audience, as if she was really in the middle of the mountains and dense forests.

She looked at the trees, as if she was looking at the projection of sunlight on the trees, and as if she was looking for light through the leaves, but how could the sunlight penetrate in the dense mountain forest?

She lowered her hand gloomily, and everyone's hearts tightened.

At this time, the sound of the chime sounded, the sound was crisp and pleasant, and gradually the sound of the pipa was added... The woman's red lips finally opened softly with the sound of the pipa: "If someone is in the mountains..."

The voice was ethereal and tactful, reaching the ears of everyone in the audience from all directions. With the singing, she danced proudly in the mountains. “... I was taken by Xue Lixi..."

The gods of the mountains, dressed in lily, dill, shilan and crando, seem to have come out of a beautiful and ancient portrait.

“... It's both smiling and laughing... Zi Mu Yu Xi is good and slender..."

The hand is raised, and the hand is lowered again. Spin and jump, turn around and land, and the corners of your skirt fly.

Riding in the Xinyi car pulled by the red leopard, the car was planted with a flag woven by cinnamon branches, and she was followed by a raccoon dog with a pattern. She looked forward to it with affection, waiting for the waiting person to appear.

“... The rest of the secluded seclusion will never see the sky..."In the depths of the bamboo forest, there will never be the light of day. She waited and waited and waited day and night in this secret place where she did not see the light of day.

The woman stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the beautiful scenery of rolling clouds at her feet. But she didn't want to watch...

Why hasn't my sweetheart come yet? Is it lost?

The woman's dance steps are sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes laid-back, sometimes lost.

The people in the audience couldn't tell whether it was a woman from the world or a fairy from the mountains.

...

The music didn't stop, the dance didn't move, and so did the singing.

“... Picking three beautiful in the mountains... Shi Lei Lei Xi Ge vines..."Pick down the Ganoderma lucidum in the mountains, the rocks in the mountains are Leilei, and the kudzu vines are densely entangled.

She felt a little melancholy, a little complaining...

“... The resentful son forgot to return... I can't be idle..."The singing voice is like crying, and the dance steps are like complaining. “... Jun Si, I am suspicious? ”

Are you sincere to me, you say you miss me, is it true?

You say you care about me, so why don't you show up yet?

The complaint in the song was heavier, the dance steps were hurried and hasty, and at this time the storm was coming, and the thunder was loud: "... Thunder fills the rain... The ape chirps and chirps at night..."

How to confide in grievances? Her pale hands, which looked even more helpless between the green forests, stretched out to the sky, letting the big drops of rain fall on her body, and her face...

Finally, she leapt forward with all her might—

Everyone in the audience stood up together! Like I want to come up and catch it...

But it was too late, the woman had already fallen to the ground fiercely, lying on the grass as if whimpering, and there was only disheart left in her voice, but she was unwilling to leave: "... The wind is rustling, the wood is sassy... Si Gongzi is out of trouble..."

O boy of Simu, sad alone...

...

The woman slowly crawled to her feet, the disappointment and sadness in her eyes. It's getting dark, she should go back, wait for the sunrise tomorrow, she knows she'll come out and wait...

One step, two steps, she slowly walked deeper into the forest...

One step, two steps, her back is so sad and lonely...

One step, two steps, she gradually disappeared in front of people's eyes...

The music stopped, the curtain closed, the heavens and the earth fell silent, and people could not return to their senses for a long time.

The same goes for Lingyun.

He found himself standing up at some point, still clutching the teacup in his hand, and even forgetting to put it down.

Looking around, no one present was sitting except for Mrs. Qin.

After a while, I don't know who started to applaud first, one, two...

The applause is like thunder, and the heart is full of anger!