The performance on stage follows a set rhythm all the time, steadily, precisely and methodically. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and the audience below did not hesitate to applaud every thing they thought was wonderful. Inside the theater, the atmosphere is harmonious and warm.

Finally, it came to the long-awaited node.

Surprisingly, all the accompaniment that had been accompanied by the previous performances was suddenly disappeared – this is not the case with the traditional mode of acting!

Confined to etiquette, they did not react violently in the court, but their hearts naturally couldn't help but have all kinds of thoughts, including excitement and anticipation, as well as stunned and worried, and even sneers and ridicule, anyway, they were all staring at the stage.

A soft and beautiful harp sounded.

Solo! Solo! Harp Solo!

Well, it's just a pretty striking lyrical passage at best, and I have to admit that the performer is good, and every note that jumps out of his fingers is so poetic, but that's about it, and on the whole, there's not much to see.

However, there is no doubt that this solo will raise everyone's expectations.

The solo continues, and the real weight is coming.

The small curtain that was temporarily installed during the change of the curtain was pulled back again, and the soloist sat behind the curtain like a light gauze floor-to-ceiling curtain, quietly plucking the strings.

Her long straight black hair cascaded down like a waterfall to her waist, and she was wearing a black silk dress with gold trim, a classic combination of dark and gold, showing a kind of mysterious and noble impact. The girl was surprisingly quiet, her eyes were closed, her lips were closed, there was no sadness or joy on her face, and no emotion could be seen. But this beautiful picture is called quiet and ugly, it is called sluggish, and it glows with a unique charm of holiness and temptation, dangerous and deadly, as if you will be indulged forever and cannot escape if you look at it twice.

"Pandora......

Ye Guyun involuntarily called a name softly, which was an impression he subconsciously associated after seeing the true face of the soloist--like! Too similar! Beautiful as holy, beautiful as seductive, beautiful as dead! Even Ye Guyun couldn't help but lose his mind, just unwilling to take his eyes off that expressionless face, that is, he would revel in her every movement of plucking the strings.

When he woke up again, it was more than ten seconds later, which was a very excessive time limit for Ye Guyun, but seeing that almost everyone around him was still in a state of distraction, he could get a little comfort that I didn't know if it could be regarded as comfort.

"Beautiful?" Archmage Osma asked a question that Ye Guyun had asked him not long ago, and he didn't change a word, and returned the original words. This old guy seems to have come to his senses a little earlier than Ye Guyun, and I don't know if it's because of his profound cultivation and strong concentration, or because of his old age, his desire has diminished-well, Ye Guyun prefers the latter......

"Of course. Touching his nose, Ye Guyun was a little embarrassed and gave an answer that was exactly the same as Osma's answer at that time.

"Hey, hey, that's good!" Osma began to be indecent again, "how difficult! A beautiful girl who can't help but be tempted by the cold devils of another world!haha! Saphius, you should definitely pursue her! I'm sure she's the milk and sugar that is perfect for your bitter coffee!--oh! It must be white sugar! Rock sugar too! I can't taste any other sugar......

Shaking his head, Ye Guyun replied in a deep voice: "Milk and sugar, I already have five or five servings at home...... When it came to the number, he paused obviously, "No matter how bitter the coffee is, after all, there is only one cup, and it can't accommodate too much milk and sugar, and if you put too much, it will only ruin everything." Five servings, that's enough......"

"Huh!" Osma showed a disdainful smile, "It's all stinky men, what kind of sage are you pretending to be in front of me?Seeing this kind of beautiful girl, you told me that you didn't have her mind?Who are you fooling?" he raised his hand in disgust, "A man's true colors are the truth of heaven and earth, if it weren't for the old man...... Phew!" Turning his head, he glared at Ye Guyun playfully, "You just pray that you don't intersect with her, otherwise...... Hehe! You must have more milk and sugar at home! Don't believe it? Wait and see! Don't overestimate your self-control, and don't underestimate the power of the natural law that opposites attract! You and her are excellent, stay together, tsk, how can you be insulated?"

Ye Guyun had already smiled bitterly, not because of the words themselves, but because of something else. He wasn't sure if Osma's judgment would come true, but he was sure he would cross paths with Pandora.

Look at the long dress Pandora is wearing! The bold style, simple design, and unique cutting method create the effect of hugging the curve of the body, even if she sits elegantly, she can also express the fiery body of the girl, obviously not revealing too much skin, but still make the mouth of the opposite sex dry and reverie - this is a modern style dress! This is from a certain pattern drawn by himself! This is purchased from "Susanna's Secret"!

So, who has ever bought a modern style of clothing in "Susanna's Secrets" so far? It is self-explanatory! Because there is only one person, the rich girlfriend of Gianna who has just heard of it.

Is she "she"?

It's a small world! It's amazing......

Gianna's best friend, the rich woman, the mysterious Midnight, the notorious top artist, Kenna's strong rival, "Pandora", ...... A series of keywords are listed, and then they are listed one by one, which seems reasonable enough, but it seems to reveal a little excessive coincidence, and the most awkward thing is that there will always be a burst of inexplicable absurdity......

Ye Guyun felt that his expression must be very strange, just like the messy and grotesque thoughts at this moment. He shook his head, hoping it would become normal. After that, he ignored the self-smiling Osma and turned to look at Frank. The latter's expression, uh, was expressionless, he was just staring intently at the stage, his lips pursed, silent, his eyes were not flooded with the intoxication that most of the other men were now looking at, some were just sudden, clear, relieved and indifferent, he knew why Kenna was defeated without any suspense.

This is an invincible opponent.

Noticing Ye Guyun's gaze and grinning, Frank replied with a bleak smile and paused, he actually stood up.

"Gotta go. Frank said.

"Huh?" Ye Guyun was puzzled.

"If I don't leave, I'm afraid I'll empathize," Frank shook his head self-deprecatingly, "I don't want that." ”

Ye Guyun glanced at the stage, smiled, and nodded in response: "Yes, it is indeed necessary!"

"I can understand Kenna's feelings! What a ......" Frank sighed heavily, and then his expression turned bitter, "What a frustration! I can't see the slightest hope of counterattack!!Just by looking good, I can elevate the character to an unattainable point that can charm people's hearts, and the so-called more testing of acting skills in the later parts is no longer necessary to take the exam! Whether it is good or bad, it doesn't matter at all! Moreover, her performance skills are only stunning, and nothing else, as can be seen from her masterful solo harp skills! In fact, she may not have to possess these at all, for her own charisma alone would have led one to believe that she possessed an incomparable level of virtuosity, whether that judgment was true or just an illusion. ”

"Oh, that's a scary review. Ye Guyun replied noncommittally.

"Well, whatever. If it weren't for Kenna, I wouldn't have cared about Midnight's level...... Now, I just want to get out of here, today, it's terrible!" Frank wiped his face dejectedly, "So, let's go." ”

pinched his chin and thought about it, but Ye Guyun objected: "Hmm, you go first, I want to finish reading, after all, I spent money to buy tickets, and I can't waste it." ”

Well, this excuse is so clumsy that people can't complain.

Frank didn't know what kind of plans Ye Guyun had, and he was not interested in figuring it out when his mood fell to the bottom, so he waved his hand to say goodbye, "Then, goodbye." He turned around and said goodbye to Osma, "Teacher, I'll go first......"

However, it was interrupted from it.

Osma also stood up, put his hand on Frank's shoulder, and said solemnly, "That's right, I want to go too! ”

"Teacher, I'm ......"

"Don't try to refuse! Tell you, if it weren't for caring about your bullshit first love, the old man would have returned to the tower and started researching!

"I'm in a really bad mood......"

"Isn't this right? Turn grief and anger into strength, and be more efficient! Give me a good job, I have a hunch that we will definitely have amazing gains this time!--Saphius, we are leaving!"

"Teacher, don't pit ......"

"It's too late!"

......

In the midst of the argument between you and me, the master and apprentice withdrew from the box. After bidding farewell to the two, Ye Guyun sat back in his seat, he let himself lie half-lying, and moved repeatedly to find the most comfortable position, his eyes were aimed at the stage, but he was not looking at anyone, he couldn't find the focus in his eyes, and it didn't take long for him to close his eyes-

He's asleep!

Well, it's just to close your eyes and recuperate, and it's not wrong to say it's a nap, anyway, it's not watching a performance on stage.

This kind of old-fashioned heroic epic, whoever likes to watch it.

PS: There should be one more chapter, but it may be very late.