Chapter 50: Don't expose me in public

"Good! Lingyu, we have your back! "Some of the Oirans stood behind Lingyu, no matter what, today these Oirans are not authentic, and it is really unbearable to use such methods to deal with a little girl who has just debuted.

Lingyu looked at the oiran who was left behind with a flat expression, and she didn't continue to say anything, but just pulled the oiran who was standing beside her just now and continued to watch the game: "Don't be angry, you will have to play, sisters, remember to keep a calm mind, otherwise it will affect your singing." ”

After the performances of the participating oirans were finished one by one, it was finally Liu Ge's turn to play, and Lingyu turned around and asked an Oiran from Chang'an next to him: "Sister, I seem to have a good sound of your zither, can you borrow it from me when you stay there?" ”

The Oiran was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled: "If my sister likes it, just use it!" It's just that I'm going to listen to a good song! ”

Lingyu also smiled sweetly: "Lingyu doesn't dare to disappoint her sister." ”

After the fireworks were sung, Lingyu asked people to put the zither on the field, and then they walked up and made a salute, but what she did to everyone was not an ordinary salute, but a Buddhist salute with her hands together.

After the salute, Lingyu sat down, plucked the strings with her fingers, and scattered the sounds one by one, bringing everyone into the silent empty mountain, and in the music, everyone seemed to hear a few crisp birdsongs. A wheel finger is like a spring flowing in the mountains......

Looking up at everyone, Lingyu sang lightly: "

The lotus flower dips into the clear spring, the ripples overlap the heart, and if there is an allusion, the bodhicitta is intrinsic.

The sunset sings and dyes, the wind moves the maple leaves, and the colorless unveils the emptiness through the mist.

A night of wind and snow over the tip of the branches, the fallen flowers are three or two halves, if the fallen flowers pick up a blue and bury the flowers

The clouds wipe the pine, the morning bell heart is safe, if the heart can be fixed and the dust and smoke are clear,

Bodhi should be unstained, the fish language is clear, the fish and the fish seek peace of mind

The morning dew puts the clothes cold, the red glow hides the mountain stream, the morning dew is half dyed and dustless and smokeless,

A night of wind and snow over the tip of the branches, the fallen flowers are three or two halves, if the fallen flowers pick up a blue and bury the flowers

The clouds wipe the pine, the morning bell heart is safe, if the heart can be fixed and the dust and smoke are clear,

The boat is swaying in the wind and rain

Sleep at night and go to the village to snort without frogs at night, and the bell of the ancient temple in the empty mountain is faint

Continued and passed on to the mountains. ”

The guzheng is tactful and tactful, like flowing water. The bamboo forest is sparse, the springs and stones reflect each other, and the natural singing is diffuse, creating an ethereal and distant artistic conception, as if all things in heaven and earth are dissolved in this artistic conception that is also true and illusory.

Occasionally, a few short jumps are like flowers, floating among the green branches. The soft and beautiful singing, like a few white clouds in the vast sky, floats leisurely, making the rhyme of the song more soft and elegant. Unveil the sacred veil of music Zen, and feel as quiet as silk and bamboo in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although it is such an ethereal song, the Zen in the song is very strong. Buddhism is prevalent in the Tang Dynasty, and ordinary people will also study scriptures, and the song of Lingyu made the entire venue quiet.

originally thought that Lingyu's "Heavenly Fairy" was maliciously sung by the Oiran in front of him, which would make Lingyu lose the opportunity, but he never thought that Lingyu's song was far better than "Heavenly Fairy".

If "Heavenly Fairy" is like a dusty girl, then this song is like a bhikshuni who is concentrating on cultivation in the Holy Realm of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain, and her whole body is so pure that it seems that there is not a trace of dust. At this time, everyone felt that Lingyu was really a person as its name suggested, and the whole person was like a piece of jade containing aura.

After the song was finished, Lingyu pushed the kite and stood up, still clasping his hands together, and bowed to everyone before retreating.

It took a long time before a round of applause erupted from under the stage: "Good!! Sing so well! ”

"Lingyu girl is amazing!"

There are even more good deeds shouting from below: "Lingyu, Oiran!" Lingyu! Oiran!! ”

Entering the lounge, Lingyu carefully returned the kite to the Oiran: "Sister, thank you!" Hope my song didn't disappoint my sister! ”

The girl who had her own hand helped the Oiran take the zither over, and the Oiran smiled and held Lingyu's hand: "Good sister, next time I want to hear you sing, is it okay to just bring the zither?" ”

Hearing the Oiran say this, Lingyu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Good sister, if you like Lingyu, just come, such a heavy zheng, I can't bear to let you carry it around!" ”

At this time, Hua Yan also came over, and put his hand on Lingyu's shoulder without paying attention to the image: "Okay, you Lingyu, it turns out that you have been hiding all along?!" I don't have such a powerful ability to show it! Say, how many fun things do you have? ”

Facing Hua Yan, a woman with a bold personality, Lingyu stuck out her tongue and made a grimace: "Not much, but not a lot, anyway...... Enough to surprise you, sister! After speaking, she patted her stomach exaggeratedly: "Good sister, Lingyu's stomach is hungry, those judges won't let us dance hungry, right?" If so, I'm going to faint from hunger before I even go on stage! ”

Lingyu's exaggerated appearance made everyone laugh, and Hua Yan even reached out and tapped her little nose: "Little gluttonous cat, I see that you are usually quite clever, why don't you remember this schedule?" After announcing the rankings of the singing competition, everyone can go to lunch and take a break at noon before the dance competition begins. The first three appearances in the singing contest are still the last three. ”

Lingyu nodded: "Understood!" I see! How did I not know? ”

Xiaoxiao said a little embarrassed on the side: "Miss, when Sister Xiaomin told you this, you were sleeping in a daze!" ”

Lingyu shrunk her neck: "That...... People are tired! That's why I fell asleep! Xiaoxiao, you can't expose my bottom in public, everyone wants to laugh at me! ”

In the face of Lingyu's childish behavior, everyone really laughed, but most of the laughter was kind and tolerant, and there was no malice.

After a while, the referee began to announce the ranking of the singing competition. This time, Huayan only won the third place, and the second place was won by a flower charm from Dongyue, and the first place, naturally without thinking, shouted in everyone: "Lingyu!" Lingyu!! In the voice, the referee announced that the first place in the singing contest was still Lingyu. The audience below shouted happily: "Lingyu! ”

Lingyu, who was standing at the front of the stage, looked at everyone's excited cheers, as if she had returned to the moment when she was standing on the stage in Japan, and HYH was standing on the stage, she thought to herself: "It would be nice if Xiaohua and Salted Fish were around, and the harmony of the three of us would definitely make everyone more excited, right?" ”

After the host of the contest announced the lunch break, he ordered someone to hang out the poems of the oiran, but the signatures of those poems were all removed, and there was a bamboo tube under each poem, and everyone could put the bamboo stick in their hands into the bamboo tube, so as to evaluate the most popular poems.

Those who can become Oiran have good talents, and these poems have been screened by the judges, and naturally the first capital is a fine product, just when everyone hesitated, "dong" sounded, and the first lot was thrown in.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Yang Yu, the second son of the Hubu Shangshu family who had been idle all day long in Chang'an City. I saw him standing in front of a poem and reading softly: "Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes." The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship. He Riping Hulu, the beloved man went on an expedition. Which Oiran wrote the poem, this poem, alas...... It's really heart-wrenching! With that, he sighed and turned to leave.

Among the people who came to visit the game, some family members have gone to the military department to report, and some are still packing up at home, but this sound of pounding clothes, everyone is no stranger, especially during this period of time, the sound of pounding clothes, it is like the family wants to put all the blessings, attachments, and reluctance of their relatives into that piece of clothing.

After listening to Yang Yu's finished reading, after speaking, everyone gathered around, this poem is the same as other poems, written on a piece of gold-sprinkled rice paper, the handwriting is graceful and flexible, but it is full of depressive feelings in some turns, as if it is forcing the distress and reluctance in the heart to write this poem.

Just this word, this poem, convinced most people, after a while, the bamboo tube in front of this poem has been inserted with bamboo sticks, and the servants who were guarding the side had to quickly replace the bamboo tube. has been so busy several times, but the number of people who come to sign has only increased.