The large-scale song and dance performance, "Qin King Breaking the Array Music", followed by the performance of musical instruments such as guqin and large chimes.

After the show was performed, the guests present couldn't help but be amazed and amazed.

Such a scene, I am afraid that the annual Spring Festival Gala will be a little inferior.

Let's just say that there are a total of sixty-six actors in this "Qin Wang's Breaking Array Music", each of which is a dancer who can be called a famous dancer.

Backstage, it's closer to the stage.

Yang Lanlan pinched the lyrics of the score that she had memorized backwards a long time ago, and her palms were sweating with nervousness.

"Queen Wang Ge is also here, that one seems to be Master Shi Nanshi, her old man hasn't sung on stage for seven or eight years, and her old man is here too."

She didn't dare to raise her voice, and the people waiting backstage were all well-known artists, and if she behaved too unsteadily, she might be ridiculed.

As soon as Yang Lanlan turned around, she saw her cousin walking slowly this way, she was wearing a bright red cloak, the color was indescribably bright, and it was very different from ordinary costumes at first glance.

And the crown she wears on her head, which is really shiny and eye-catching.

"That's called the seven-star phoenix crown, looking at the craftsmanship should be an old thing, now making this kind of phoenix crown, most of them are extremely rigid, the same, or the old craftsmen of the year are really attentive."

Yang Lanlan's agent, Huang, is a Peking Opera enthusiast and knows a lot about these.

"Ah Qing, if I can't sing well for a while...... Alas!"

Mu Qingyun chuckled, not comforting his little cousin.

"It's time to play."

Yang Lanlan: "Huh!"

Although the audience was dumbfounded, as soon as she came on the stage, although Yang Lanlan was so nervous that her heart trembled, she adjusted her state in an instant, and she forgot about herself, leaving only the melody that echoed in her heart.

The guests in the audience obviously didn't know Yang Lanlan.

Among the celebrities in the house, strangers like her are quite eye-catching.

Yang Lanlan was seen by countless tempting, curious, and inexplicable eyes that her cheeks were slightly hot, she took a deep breath, and with the extremely gentle sound of the pipa, she spit out the first line of her singing, and her heart suddenly calmed down.

The guests present also unconsciously put down their wine glasses and stopped talking.

Old Man Mu raised his head and looked at the girl singing in front of him, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

He's not young anymore.

When he was younger, he was actually not so easily moved by these gentle things.

At that time, all he thought about was the tasks assigned by the previous generation.

For example, to investigate the cause and effect of the great calamity, is the long calamity providential?

In other words, it is really as the ancestors of the Mu family guessed.

This catastrophe is something that we humans call gods, a game of theirs.

Watching humanity struggle through the catastrophe, the gods find it funny?

At the time he was always full of anger, and then he was full of worry.

Now that the catastrophe is over, if the root knot cannot be found and cannot be completely solved from the root, will the catastrophe still come sooner or later?

As he grew older and experienced helplessness many times, he reconciled with himself.

His task has been accomplished, and he has completed the fifteen things that Master left him that he must do in his life.

The rest is the business of the juniors.

He felt that this time he should be able to elect the real head of the Mu family, and perhaps the complete end of the catastrophe that the Mu family had planned for generations would also be truly achieved under the leadership of the young family master.

He hopes to live a little longer and see the final result.

Yang Lanlan's singing voice is not perfect, and her voice is slightly hoarse, but it is this little hoarseness that makes the whole song more gentle and affectionate.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

The singing was slowly put away at the end of the pipa, but the guests were difficult to return to their senses for a while, and after a long time, Old Man Mu applauded gently, and everyone suddenly came back to their senses.

For a while, even the applause was scattered.

Yang Lanlan didn't go back to the backstage, her heart was still pounding wildly, and she was very worried.

Does she sing well?

Such a good song, it would be a pity if she didn't sing it well.

Although it is only singing in private, there are so many seniors in the music world, if everyone thinks of this "Seventy-Three Letters", they must especially regret to say that the song is a good song, but the singer sings really not very well.

Then she had to vomit to death!

The agent Lao Huang was so excited that his face was full of tears, grabbed Yang Lanlan's shoulder, and shook it vigorously: "Ahhhh

At this time, the guests came back to their senses and began to discuss enthusiastically.

Yang Lanlan only had a little feeling at this time, and she actually sang well.

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled unconsciously.

She thinks that it should be appropriate for her cousin to sing this song.

This song was written by her for more than three months, revised it eleven times, and asked her brothers and sisters to find fault with it countless times.

After writing it, I didn't have time to find someone to sing it properly, it was one thing after another, and in the end there was no chance.

When she got home, she thought that since what was going to happen next was a very volatile story in the entertainment industry, it would be a pity to invite someone to sing it and let people listen to the song she wrote.

At this time, the hustle and bustle continued, Mu Qingyun was already neatly dressed, arched his hand to the three masters who accompanied him, and appeared on the stage.

Yang Lanlan came back to her senses, and then she began to worry, now that the guests' minds are on the last song, wouldn't it affect her cousin?

In fact, most of the guests, who are spectators, are still a little absent-minded, just politely not talking to each other, but their minds are clearly not in place.

Mu Qingyun didn't care, everyone liked her cousin's singing, and she would only be happier.

smiled, the long stick shook out a flower leisurely, this appearance, the guests in the audience were still a little sluggish, Master Jinghu was excited, and suddenly straightened his waist and became serious.

This Peking Opera is nothing else, whether you are a connoisseur or not, as soon as you appear on stage, as soon as you appear, but anyone who is an expert and a ticket holder can see and hear that this lake can get laymen, and the lake can't get them.

usually gives accompaniment to some ticket friends who like to shine their voices, but these masters just know how to support some, but they are not so attentive.

Anyway, with their ability, they can't go wrong if they listen with only one ear.

But it's not possible to meet an expert, in case you don't pay attention to it, don't hold it up, let people smile and give a sentence, tired of you, master, ouch, it's a shame to throw it to grandma's house.

Old Man Mu was slightly stunned, with a little surprise on his face, and a hint of a smile, he unconsciously said to the old housekeeper beside him: "Lao Chen, a few of them, this time it can be regarded as selling a lot of strength to our A-Qing, it's not easy."

"Miss Aqing's kung fu is so good, how dare they be perfunctory?"