Xu Shu never dreamed that he would see Hanyu Yunshang here.

Although she was covered with yellow gauze and separated by a hundred feet, Xu Shu still recognized at a glance the dancer who was dancing hard in the performance arena was Hanyu Yunshang.

Appearance and body shape may be pretentious, but temperament cannot be changed.

What's more, he has the blessing of the observer ability, and it is impossible to mistake it.

What Xu Shu couldn't understand was that with the status of Yunshang's imperial concubine, why she wanted to dress like this and dance in front of people.

"Could it be that Yunshang did not succeed in being promoted to the imperial concubine? Or is it because of the rumors between her and me that she has fallen here? ”

Xu Shu's mind became confused.

"Boom!"

After a violent drum beat, the dancers in the performance hall closed down and stood quietly in the arena, the tall and toned jade body was flowing with crystal beads of sweat, the bandeau and shorts were also soaked with sweat, and the looming delicate body exuded boundless temptation.

There was no applause, no noise, and the audience was dead silent.

Suddenly hearing a cough, Qingsong Baili said coldly, "This, what is this for, what is this for, what is this for such an occasion?" Insult Sven, insult Sven ......"

He is the head of the Egret Academy, and he has always regarded himself as an orthodox defender.

Today, Hengliujun is present, and he just wants to fight for the cultural context of Heguo.

He really didn't understand that at this stall, the official sent a demon girl to dance a strong dance, which simply disturbed the atmosphere and was inexplicable.

Hirano Ichiro said with a smile, "This is Your Majesty's will, especially for today's grand event."

Your Majesty has said that which talented person in Vientiane City, the more charm he leaves, the more vivid the atmosphere will be, and he will give this peerless dancer. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

At the stall where Hirano Ichiro spoke, Xu Shu was staring at him.

After Hirano Ichiro finished speaking, he also looked at Xu Shu intentionally.

At this point, Xu Shu was completely sure that the person in the field was Hanyu Yunshang.

As for the will of the Great Light Emperor, it was almost obvious to tempt him to end.

Xu Shu couldn't understand why the Great Bright Emperor and the high-level leaders of the He Kingdom were obsessed with letting themselves sell poetry here.

With such a lot of effort, is it just to listen to a few peerless masterpieces?

Xu Shu couldn't figure it out, but he knew that he was in trouble.

This is a conspiracy, and he can't afford to miss it.

He couldn't sit back and watch Hanyu Yunshang be won away like a cargo.

Although he also knew that even if he won, it would be difficult for him to take Hanyu Yunshang smoothly.

But, if he doesn't give it a try, he won't be able to pass the level in his heart.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Longen!" ”

Thank you, Your Majesty! ”

“……”

Inside and outside the venue, there was a chorus of songs.

Xu Shu's thoughts were racing, of course he understood that this was the official of Heguo forcing himself to end.

But why did the Great Bright Emperor stand up?

Why did you use your own imperial concubine to force yourself to end?

Is it the Great Bright Emperor who is determined that he can't make a famous article, and he will definitely lose his reputation?

still has to confirm the rumors of himself and Yunshang through the matter of his own fate itself.

Xu Shuzheng was full of thoughts, and someone said loudly, "Dare to ask your lord, how to determine the winner or loser?" After all, the rhetoric is like flowers, each flower into its own eyes, to force the superior, I am afraid that people will not be convinced. ”

Hirano Ichiro said, "Later, the illusion ban in Vientiane City will be opened to the maximum, and your poems and lyrics will be manifested to the greatest extent of the corresponding illusion.

After the illusion, the condensation of the excellent poem will stop at the scene and manifest into a rhyme.

Depending on the strength of the qi, five colors will be manifested.

In this way, the advantages and disadvantages are self-explanatory. ”

"I don't know what the will is?"

It is the psychological vision of the audience watching your masterpieces.

Excellent works are moving, and there must be many wills. ”

Ichiro Hirano's voice fell, and he suddenly heard a burst of whispering, and after a while, a burst of blue light flashed in the sky, and the bright moon was leaking out of the pale blue sky, and he was entering the martial arts arena.

Suddenly, the sparkling surface of the lake swelled and turned into a piece of white, and the white spread in all directions, forming a white sphere between heaven and earth.

Wisps of green qi began to appear, and they sprang up in the white sphere.

Xu Shu recognized that these green qi were the mist that condensed over the river after the previous talent performance.

It's just that only he could see it with the Observer's Secret Method before, but now the forbidden array in Vientiane City has changed, and everyone can also see it.

Sure enough, then Hirano Ichiro explained the origin of these green qi, it is their performance, the will of the audience, and the aura generated after condensation.

As soon as Ichiro Hirano finished his introduction, a stream of people poured out and asked to perform.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and Xu Shuru watched a phantom feast.

Whether it is singing and dancing, musical instrument performances, or sword dances, poetry interpretations, the magic circles in Vientiane City can perfectly match the artistic conception of the performers and weave a picture suitable for the scene.

Not only the tens of thousands of spectators present, but also the people in the banquet hall were also fascinated.

However, at the end of the performance, the illusion was shattered, and in the end, there was no one in ten who could successfully leave a charm in the scene.

Among them, there are only two white rhymes.

More than white, not a single one.

And, further to the back, only the scribes were left who were willing to play.

The reason is very simple, anyone can find that only the artistic conception of poems and words is the most changeable, and it is also the easiest to weave.

On the other hand, the illusionary scenes that can be created by singing, dancing and musical instruments are extremely limited.

After a white-clothed scholar recited a "Stopper Song", the illusion dissipated in the field, leaving a green-level rhyme, and he went down satisfied.

Then, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

In Xu Shu's view, the quality of the "Plugged Song" made by this scholar is average, but it is better than the selection of topics.

The whole poem eulogizes the heroes and fearlessness of the bloody battle between the soldiers of the He country and the ghosts.

In recent years, the country of He has been devastated by the demons, and all the people of He have relatives.

Therefore, this average quality "Stopper Song" moved the audience and unexpectedly achieved the rhyme.

The man in white just left the scene, and was surrounded by a bunch of people, all of whom were invited.

Obviously, everyone regards the current occasion as the highest stage in Heguo.

Not everyone's goal is to win the championship.

If you can leave a charm on the scene, it is enough to become an overnight success.

Therefore, there are many people who are willing to appear on the stage and show their talents.

Qingsong Baili couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a deep voice, "Don't take mediocre works, if there is no article that can stimulate the charm of white, don't appear on the stage." ”

He said everything he said, and he didn't know how many speculative thoughts he had cut off.

For a time, the audience was stunned.

Seeing that no one answered, Qingsong Baili said loudly, "Liu Chuan, what are you waiting for?" ”

After a while, everyone looked at a cloth-robed young man in the northwest direction.

He was eighteen or nineteen years old, with long black hair, hanging straight down to his waist, a delicate face, a fair complexion revealing a morbid beauty, and a pair of lacquered eyes shining with wisdom.