The sixth day of the first month of March is the day when Qin Qing first appeared on stage. Regarding Qin Qing, Honglingfang did not make a big deal of publicity, and everyone may have a trace of uncertainty and worry about Qin Qing.

At the time of the war, the Hongling Square was full of guests. The crowd is staggered, and the voices are boiling. Zhao Qin cheered herself up, lifted the corner of her skirt lightly and walked onto the stage in the center of the hall. "Yo, who is this, why are you still covering your face!" someone noticed Qin Qing and shouted loudly.

Zhao Qin took a deep breath, sat down behind the guqin, and stroked the strings with both hands. A string of ethereal piano sounds came out from under the plucking of the fingers, and then a song "When is the bright moon" sang.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year the palace is in the sky, what year is tonight, I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold, dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world, turn Zhu Ge, low Qihu, according to sleepless, there should be no hate, what is long to say goodbye to the round, people have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete, I hope that people will be long, thousands of miles together. ”

The voice was low and slow, like the night wind whining in the air. When the song sounded, the noise of the hall suddenly disappeared, and people were intoxicated by the song, as if they were immersed in warm warm water, comfortable and warm, as if their hearts and minds had been washed away. It took a while for the singing to stop before people reacted. "Good—" the applause almost knocked off the roof.

"This girl really has some skills!" Red Sleeves was a little distracted when she heard this, and it took a while for her to say a word.

"Yes!" Mingyue took a sip of the tea on the table and said, "Otherwise, how could you be saved by us." He raised his eyes and looked down, and saw a plate of rewarded gold and silver property brought to Zhao Qin, Zhao Qin just stood up and made a gesture, and then retreated.

"Hey—how did you go?" "I haven't heard enough of it, so I'll sing another song." The "......" scene suddenly became chaotic, and Hongling, who was in charge of the overall situation, had never encountered this situation, and he couldn't cope with it all of a sudden.

"Let's go check it out!" Mingyue said.

"Yes. Red Sleeves answered, went downstairs to the stage, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, our Qinqing girl only plays one song a day and sings only one song. If you can't get enough of it, please come early tomorrow and feast your ears again, okay?"

"How can there be a reason to only sing one song a day, what kind of rule is this......" Someone didn't buy it and shouted.

"This master, Miss Qinqing is a girl from Mingyue Tower, of course this is the rule of Mingyue Tower. Red Sleeves said with a smile, "Do you have an opinion on Mingyue Tower and Mingyue Gongzi?"

"I, I'm ......" As soon as Mingyue Gongzi was mentioned, the man no longer dared to shout and scream, and sat down with his body down.

Red Sleeves looked at it, and no longer entangled, and said to all the guests: "Thank you for your love for Miss Qinqing, and we have other wonderful programs to dedicate to you, please enjoy it!" As a woman came to the stage holding a pipa, the scene became lively again.

Regarding the matter of singing only one song, Mingyue also asked Zhao Qin, and Zhao Qin said, "Has Childe ever heard of 'hunger marketing'? In this way, the son can make a lot of money!"

Mingyue Gongzi suddenly realized that the so-called hunger marketing turned out to be so.

Mingyue followed Zhao Qin out of Honglingfang and watched her get into the carriage back home. Mingyue didn't stop her, and got into the carriage back to the house, following all the way. Accustomed to seeing Zhao Qin's radiant appearance, he suddenly saw her face full of loss, and there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Zhao Qin walked all the way back to Baoyue Xuan. She closed the door, sat down at the table, took the bronze mirror on the table, and looked at her own face. Looking at the face of this costume girl, tears slid down her cheeks. Too many things have happened during this time, first the boyfriend who has been dating for many years split his legs, and then inexplicably came to ancient times and became Nangong Ling, taking the blame for others, being misunderstood, spurned, betrayed, and abandoned...... Now, in order to survive, she is forced to perform in Fengyuezhi, and the "white bone spirit" of a modern workplace has fallen to such a point, "Why am I so unlucky!" Zhao Qin couldn't hold it back anymore, she cried loudly, she needed to vent, and if she didn't vent, she felt that she was about to explode.

Mingyue walked to Zhao Qin's door and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, when she heard a faint cry coming from the room. He withdrew his hand from the door and paused for a long time before finally sighing and turning away.

Zhao Qin lay on the bed and cried for a long, long time, and when she finally stopped, the moonlight had already shone in front of her bed through the window lattice. She sat up, looked at the bright moon outside the window, gritted her teeth and roared loudly: "I, Zhao Qin, no matter where I am, I can live well!"

There was a "clang", and the sound of something falling on the ground came from outside the door.

Zhao Qin hurriedly opened the door and looked out, only to see Red Sleeves squatting on the ground picking up things, complaining: "Girl, what are you shouting, you scared me to death." ”

Uh, Zhao Qin touched her nose in embarrassment, and quickly squatted down to help Red Sleeves pick up things, "I'm sorry, Red Sleeves, I didn't mean to, I just, I just wanted to vent ......"

Red Sleeves said: "Childe was worried that the girl was hungry, so he told me to bring this meal, and now it's okay, it's all overturned, and you can only go hungry." ”

"Don't!" Zhao Qin's stomach gurgled, "Is there any kitchen left?"

"You," looking at Zhao Qin's appearance, Red Sleeves couldn't cry or laugh, "I'll go serve it to the girl again!"