"Taijun has given me a small amount, and I have been strong in martial arts since I was a child; I heard that the second master came to transfer the general, and went to the third level to capture Han Chang......

As soon as he opened his mouth, Old Man Mu nodded, but stopped talking, and only held the Buddha beads that had not left his hand for many years and silently coiled them up.

Among the guests here, many artists of the older generation know a little about opera, and even if they can't sing, many of them often listened to and watched operas when they were young.

At this time, many old people's hands and feet couldn't help but swing gently, and they were very intoxicated.

The young man was still immersed in the beautiful singing voice before, although he also felt that the little girl who sang Peking Opera in front of him was indescribably beautiful, and the stick was also very beautiful, but he didn't feel that it was so powerful.

Wang Haiwen is over forty years old, but he thinks he is still a young generation, he can't play with the elderly, and he usually doesn't like to listen to plays.

"Teacher, as for you, I bought a ticket last month to take you to the theater to listen to the play, and I didn't see you so happy."

Wang Haiwen said it twice in a row, and Mr. Feng gave her half of his attention: "Oh, last month, those little young people were also so-so, but they can't compare with this one!"

"I don't see the difference—"

Wang Haiwen grunted and closed his mouth.

In fact, I can't see it at all, and it doesn't seem to be.

Even she felt that the long stick was like life in the hands of this girl.

Mu Qingyun went on the stage, she has always been in the same relaxed state as when she went home, and her play was also imaginative.

Old Man Mu looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help laughing: "Pity those old guys who accompany them, I'm afraid I'm trembling at this moment."

"Let them be grieved too."

The old butler smiled, "You don't have to dislike this all day long, it's not good."

"These children on stage who are playing with our A-Qing are really difficult."

Old Man Mu looked at the old man, snickered, and didn't speak.

Tension, business, and Xiong Shengsheng are not embarrassed at all.

When they entered the door and saw those well-known characters in the entertainment industry, they were naturally so nervous that they were about to walk with the same hands and feet.

just went on stage, just like his boss said, don't think about anything, just hold it steady, and leave the rest to her.

Sure enough, when throwing the stick, as long as they raise their hand, the stick will inevitably be at hand, no matter what speed or angle they use to throw the stick, the boss will not miss it.

Shang Xin even felt that after the filming of this scene, he had to hurry up and calm down, otherwise he would have to swell.

In case he feels that he is particularly capable and has magic skills, and he has to start a live broadcast to show his hand, then what is waiting for him must be the "laughter" of thousands of sailors.

Mu Qingyun also sang heartily in this scene, very happy, and the stick in his hand was about to produce an afterimage.

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was having a good time, when he suddenly heard someone in the audience shouting, "Take me a sword!"

Before the words fell, a young man with a long body and a tough face suddenly rushed onto the stage, and with a shake of his long sword, he stabbed Mu Qingyun in front of the door, full of murderous intent.

Mu Qingyun held a stick against the long sword and read: "You don't want it, I will boast about my style, I don't need a gun or a knife to go into battle, I rely on a green dragon stick, step down, step down and ride a war horse, and the thief will lose his soul at first sight."

While reading and playing, it is really a drama that can continue to sing, and smoothly and smoothly suppresses the people who come steadily.

In an instant, the excitement of the whole play suddenly reached a higher level, and even the guests who were a little tired were instantly refreshed.

Old Man Mu had already stood up, but now he sat down slowly.

The old butler was even more angry, and his head swelled: "Fang Heng, this bastard, hum."

Mu Qingyun was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly he realized.

It can't be blamed that she doesn't remember that she still has an opponent waiting to compete with her at the birthday party.

It's really not long in reality, but in her memory, a long time has passed.

Even if it is like a dream without leaving a trace, it still has some impact.

However, she remembered that Mr. Qiao and they all said that this Fang Heng was a master and a very particular person, even if he avenged his brother Fang Zhilong this time, and chose to be on the birthday banquet for unknown reasons, he must still behave in the ring and fight in a proper manner.

Now what's going on?

Mu Qingyun easily pressed Fang Heng, and fought all the way until he finished singing this play, and threw him backstage with a backhand, and then continued to appear and exit.

There was silence in the room.

The guests applauded for a long time, faintly feeling that something was not right, and stopped to look left and right.

The old birthday star and many other people sitting on the main seat had strange expressions on their faces, as if they had a toothache.

It's not just a toothache, but the cheeks are going to be sore and swollen.

Who is Mu Qingyun?

The origin has been turned over by everyone many times, and she is just an ordinary, maybe a smart little girl.

Practicing martial arts is only a matter of recent years, and after practicing poking feet, it is said that he is quite talented, and he is a rising star worth looking forward to.

Did you hear it, it's a rising star!

Although Fang Heng is also young, he is a master who has been famous for many years.

The little girl and Fang Heng fight, just like a little boy who has just entered an interest class, fights with an adult who has graduated from the sports academy, and no one thinks he will win.

The result is good now, it's not just as simple as winning, people didn't even delay singing, and they used Fang Heng as a tool until the end, and then let him get off the stage and bow.

Crowd: "......"

Fang Heng silently got up and put away his sword, but instead he was the calmest of all the people.

At the beginning, of course, he planned to end the birthday banquet and challenge in the ring, but just now, as soon as Mu Qingyun's stick came out, his uneven sword suddenly began to react.

At that moment, he especially wanted to fight Mu Qingyun.

And he also knows that everyone else has looked away, which is clearly a master.

Fang Heng exhaled, smiled, went out to salute Old Man Mu, and Shi Shiran went out.

Mu Qingyun didn't delay eating, took off his makeup, changed his head, and after washing, he sat beside Old Man Mu generously, slowly, mouthful after mouthful, and fed himself seriously.

The group of people around her who looked at her like strange things didn't let her eat half a mouthful of food.

Old Man Mu was so happy, he said in his heart: This kid really has the demeanor of a general, no wonder the wits and think tanks at home are so optimistic about her, they are simply looking for various reasons and excuses to give her extra points.

He's pretty rare for this kid.

A birthday banquet seems to have ended very low-key.

Every guest who left the birthday banquet had a lot of thoughts, and they seemed to know who to talk to, and it was uncomfortable not to say it.

But the name of Qingyun Entertainment has quietly put many people's heads on the head.

Like Wang Gehou, before he left the Royal Garden, he explained to his agent first, and then paid more attention to Qingyun Entertainment to see if there was any opportunity for cooperation.