戌時.

The sky was dark, and the Jinshe had already lit up the candles, illuminating the figures in front of the gate, faintly mottled.

On the side of the gate, there was a big newspaper with black letters on a red background, which was written on Jinshe's program report list today, and Yan Chun's name was not on it, and the people around couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Thinking that he was coming, he went in and sat down and tried his luck.

I heard that Boss Yan Chun has nothing to do, and occasionally sings a couple of sentences behind the stage, which is fine.

Without Boss Yan Chun's program list, there are usually fewer people, sparsely pulling, lazy and lazy, humming a minor tune, and snorting melon seeds.

A corner of the brocade house.

Jiang Shao finished the last stroke, threw the Shi Dai in his hand back, took out a small box, turned his fingertips twice, and gently wiped it on Shi Tanglu's lips.

Looking at the beauty in front of him, Jiang Shao smiled and said, "That's it." ”

Shi Tanglu opened her eyes, and she seemed to be different from usual in the bronze mirror, with different hair buns and different makeup, as if even her face was different!

Shi Tanglu raised his hand and stroked his cheek, "Cuixi, take a look, I seem to have changed my face......"

“...... Wife...... Niangzi" next to Cui Xi had tears in her eyes, so excited that she couldn't speak.

Shi Tanglu saw her like this, and she was even more anxious, but she couldn't see her face, and the bronze mirror was not very clear, blurry and yellow, Shi Tanglu was a little impatient.

Jiang Shao said to Feng He: "Take out your soft sword and take care of it for Shi Niangzi." ”

Feng He nodded, pulled out the soft sword at his waist, and held it with his backhand, the tip of the sword pointed at the sky.

Under Jiang Shao's eyes, Shi Tang walked towards the silver sword with broken steps.

There is a figure standing in the soft sword, the black bun hangs high, the hairpin is bright and bright, like snow-white and translucent skin, the eyebrows are long and bent downward, like a narrow willow leaf with a long and narrow peak, the face seems to be slender, the face seems to be small, the most prominent is the one under the tip of the beautiful and small nose, which is full of delicate and generous red lips.

Slender neck, tender, a modified lilac dress, gradually faint light of the same color long shawl, covering the fragrant shoulders like snow, lining the beauty of the jaw and neck.

Shi Tanglu was stunned, in disbelief, and stroked his face one by one, "This ...... Is this really me? ”

"That's nature." Jiang Shao sat slumped on the small collapse, and her highly concentrated energy had already made her a little tired.

Cui Xi wiped her tears, looked at the shadow in the long sword, and said to Shi Tang: "Yes, lady, the little picture in this is the lady, the lady." ”

Shi Tanglu seemed to be finally convinced, and when he turned around, he already had tears in his eyes.

"I thought that tailoring and coloring was already a great craft, but I didn't expect makeup to be Miss's genius, please Miss be worshiped by Shi Tanglu again." As he spoke, Shi Tanglu knelt on his knees.

Cui Xi also knelt down and kowtowed to Jiang Shao.

"Eh, thank you, thank you, kowtow." Jiang Shao hurriedly helped the person up.

Shi Tang and Lu Cuixi finished crying and laughing, and laughed and cried.

When it was time to play, Jiang Shao reapplied her makeup, and her lip color changed from the previous crimson Ruofeng to a rich burgundy color.

Put on a sandalwood shawl on the back of an eagle on both arms, and when walking, one step at a time, the swaying skirt corner is like a lilac swan dancing freely.

The melodious and calm music sounded, and behind the white gauze curtain in the center of the stage, a figure slowly appeared, and with the change of tune, the slow and upright figure began to dance.

The people behind the scenes were immersed in the opening and closing of the music, and the people in front of the stage stared intently at the constantly changing thousands of beautiful postures.

Gradually, the minor key began to become sad, and the figure behind the curtain seemed to have no soul, and only the puppet-like body was left to be cleansed by the wind.

The music style suddenly gradually entered the high, like the sorrowful sigh of the lonely man who was constantly circling the high cliff, like the battlefield where the beacon fire never stopped, a sharp arrow with blood, and the whistling passed through the center of someone's eyebrows, and finally fell to the ground with a "bang" and started the next chapter.

There were many gasps of astonishment from the audience.

There was a gentle minority, mixed with some charming music, and after a pause, it struck at their heartstrings again.

The figure behind the curtain twisted its body like a demon snake, wrapped around the white veil, revealing a touch of lilac purple.

Some people held their breath, some people were relieved, and some people took out their money bags and threw them on the stage.

The lilac was barefoot, and the white yarn kicked up quickly, and with the melodious vibration of the white yarn, everyone saw the white and slender wrists.

The person behind the curtain whirled, and a dark ribbon was thrown up by her, and when she fell, her body leaned back, just landing on her straight pretty legs.

There were also things of gold and silver, which rolled down at her feet.

The toes fell to the ground, and another flying kick was made, and this time, everyone saw not only the layers of lilacs, but also the white and slender, like a layer of starlight on the pink neck.

This time, objects were constantly thrown on the stage, and after a while, a hill was raised.

The spinning was non-stop, and the spinning toes could be faintly seen, and as the figure was swept into the white veil, the body became more and more clear.

When the tune changed, the white yarn sank suddenly, fluttering to the ground, and in the middle of the layers of white yarn, there was a beautiful smile of the fairy in purple.

The country is fragrant, and it is stunning.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim and stood up, bursting into warm applause.

In the applause, Shi Tang raised the corners of his mouth, pulled his incense sleeves, and looked forward to it shyly, and then slowly revealed half of his face, and an autumn wave was secretly sent, causing the people below to unconsciously turn their palms into fists and clench their chests.

Spinner, kick, raise silk, look back, a period of constantly changing dance postures, sometimes beautiful and classical, sometimes flamboyant and high-spirited, sometimes sad like a lonely Hong, sometimes cheerful like a butterfly.

conquered the bored spectators tonight, and the dancing lilacs amazed everyone tonight.

As the dance stopped, the purple figure froze for a moment and then quickly disappeared from the stage.

Everyone got up one after another, wanting to follow the purple figure.

Wen Niang's voice on the stage pulled everyone back.

"Everyone, please be calm, I think you love the fairy in purple tonight."

"As for her, in fact, everyone is not very familiar with her, because she is the most outstanding Oiran in the Huawei Brocade House. However, tonight, it also bloomed in Manjing, this dance was very amazing, and Wen Niang felt honored. ”

"Shi Niangzi is tired of dancing and needs to rest, ladies and gentlemen, please come early tomorrow."

"Eh, don't go, I haven't seen enough." Someone went after him.

There was still a figure behind the stage, but his sudden appearance caused the other dancers to exclaim and be dissatisfied.

Wen Niang glanced at the guy, and a few guys threw the guy out the back door.

After appeasing everyone and leaving behind the fuse of mystery and expectation, she went to Shi Tanglu's courtyard.

"It's done."

"Hey, you didn't see their brushy eyes."