111 Oiran Contest(6)
β’β’β’β’β’β’With the snowflakes falling, a personable man in white fell from the sky and appeared in such an ingenious way, giving the originally tired audience a refreshing feeling and immediately mobilizing their enthusiasm.
"Isn't it an Oiran contest today? Why did you come out with a man? β
"Don't talk about this yet, it's the first time I've seen you in this way, don't say it, it's really strange!"
"yes, look at what else he's up to!"
A group of gossip got up, and Yi naturally didn't take their gossip to heart. As soon as he landed on the stage, he picked up the chopsticks with both hands and knocked "ding, dingding" on a row of celadon bowls filled with half a bowl of water.
The melodious celadon sound immediately attracted the attention of all the impatient-looking listeners upstairs.
Everyone stared at the stage in amazement, on the stage where the "snowflakes" were flying in the sky, the man in white was dressed in fluttering clothes, clean and dusty, and the man's handsome face was glowing with a halo of energy, smiling and smiling, and his beautiful eyes were looking forward to it. It's better to be a woman than a woman. There is also the noble temperament exuded around the man, which is beyond the reach of everyone present, such a person, even if he has an extremely ordinary face, can deeply attract everyone's attention, not to mention the charming face like an immortal.
Yi was not complacent and complacent because she temporarily attracted the audience's attention, what she wanted was not false flattery from others, but to make them happy and convinced, and even more so the phoenix jade qin, which was rumored to be one of the five great artifacts in the world.
Yi's habit, as long as it is a good baby, must be kept for himself, no matter how hard it takes! What is the name of one of her aphorisms, it is her own to come back, not her own to snatch back. Phoenix Yuqin, she is bound to win. As long as she wins the competition, she doesn't care about the eyes of others! There is a saying, go your own way and let others do it. Yi thinks that this sentence is the most appropriate to use on himself, this is clearly a motto written for himself.
Yi smiled in his heart, at the moment, the slender hand like jade, knocked the chopsticks he held on the celadon bowl, and a crisp and pleasant sound of "ding" came, like the bright song of the yellow bird among the flowers!
Everyone was shocked by his familiar and charming actions, and their eyes looked at every fine movement of the man in white, for fear of missing some wonderful content.
"Isn't it more than playing the piano? How did she knock on the bowl? β
"Does he not know how to play the piano, and wants to beat the bowl to get by?"
"But that sound sounds good just now!"
"Is that good? Haven't you heard the tune played by Nangong Feifei? What is it called, 'This song is only because it exists in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world'. This is the highest praise given by the audience. β
Yi turned a deaf ear to these people's comments, and instead concentrated on striking her celadon bowl, her slender jade hands waving her chopsticks faster.
For a while, the voice seemed to come from the distant sky, ethereal and distant, like a heavenly sound, as the slender jade hand danced faster and faster, the tone changed abruptly, in an instant, as if thousands of horses were roaring, an invisible domineering spirit poured out the audience, for a while, the audience felt as if they were in the distant sky, and as if they were in the battlefield where thousands of horses were collapsing, this feeling seemed to be true and false, like a dream.
They looked at the man in white on the stage, only to feel that the world was suddenly silent, only that person, that voice was proud of the world.
In the "heavy snow" fluttering in the sky, a man in colorful clothes is proudly beating the music that leads people like a wonderland. The beautiful stage situation, coupled with the peerless music, shocked all the audience, and even the royal nobles upstairs who were proud of themselves stood up one by one at this time, looking straight at Yi on the stage, and their hearts were shocked.
Such domineering, such arrogance, I am afraid that the kings of all countries who are the Son of Heaven do not have such a shocking deterrent and hegemony, what kind of person is this man who falls to the ground?
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