In the first step of the opening of the games, the heads of all parties went to the best position in the stands under the guidance of the on-site staff.

When everyone sat down on the sides of Zhen Xiaomei and Yun Zhao one after another, the contestants from all forces also began to enter.

After that, it was the people of Dongzhou who were divided into other stands and simply came to watch the lively Dongzhou people and scattered warriors.

It wasn't until the time turned to the show that the warriors of the Endless Sea, who were guarding the entrances everywhere, closed the door to signal the end of the admission time.

There were still Dongzhou people and scattered warriors on the mountain road who had not had time to enter, and they could only turn around and go down the mountain with a regretful face on their faces.

At this time, in the stadium, the actors were all warriors and ordinary people in the sphere of influence of the Endless Sea, and the art show had officially begun.

The host stepped back elegantly, and a group of big girls and little daughters-in-law who were responsible for performing the opening song and dance, wearing the red and glamorous performance costumes they had specially prepared for this moment, sang and danced from the direction of the backstage.

Their bright red dresses, graceful dancing and loud singing voices instantly grabbed the attention of most of the people present, but there were also some children who were crying and asking their parents to buy candy, cakes, rock sugar gourds, and various drinks.

The warrior who was responsible for maintaining order arranged by Zhen Xiaomei did not step forward to stop it, and before the start of the sports meeting, Zhen Xiaomei listed in detail the various emergencies that might be encountered.

Like this kind of trivial things such as bear children playing tricks and torturing their parents and relatives, and actors' families showing off to others with pride, Zhen Xiaomei has already explained that they don't have to care.

After all, large-scale activities, this kind of noisy shouting with the fireworks of the world, is actually an indispensable part of it, and it is not so interesting without it.

Zhen Xiaomei, who didn't want the venue to be too solemn (depressing and boring), only explained in advance that they were responsible for maintaining order and protecting ordinary people.

With the continuous development of theatrical performances, one after another various programs were put on the stage by the actors, and the heads of Wei Lan and other forces finally realized one thing.

Wei Lan asked Yun Zhao in a low voice, "These servants shouldn't have been raised by you, right?" ”

As for Zhen Xiaomei's frugal style of hating to break a penny in half and spend it, Wei Lan didn't believe that she would spend a lot of money and time to cultivate a vast number of servants.

Sure enough, Yun Zhao slowly shook his head towards Wei Lan while everyone pricked up their ears to listen openly, "No, these are the martial artists and ordinary people on our side. ”

In other words, these are not people, but amateurs and performers.

Wei Lan said "sure enough", but before he could say anything more, Liang Wenxuan had already raised his hand and raised his glass towards Zhen Xiaomei, "It seems that you ordinary people here usually have a good life." ”

There is nothing to make a fuss about when a warrior performs a musical instrument, or performs a sword dance, knife dance, fan dance, or ribbon dance, after all, they do have the same musical instrument as a pastime, and the "props" when performing the dance are basically their usual weapons, and the so-called "dance" is just a variant of their moves.

However, it is difficult for ordinary people to have the leisure and financial resources to learn musical instruments, dance, acrobatics, opera and other forms of artistic expression, and they are too busy making money to fill their stomachs, so how can they have the heart to fiddle with these "things that cannot be eaten".

Only when people are well fed and clothed, and food and clothing are guaranteed, will they derive other higher-level so-called "spiritual pursuits" from life.

Zhen Xiaomei raised a glass at him in response, "It's okay." ”

Three meals a day, seven minutes full, few patches of clothes on the body, in winter, the cotton in the clothes and quilt is enough, and the place to live can also ensure that there is no rain or wind, warm and safe, no matter how good it is, but compared with their previous situation, it can indeed correspond to Zhen Xiaomei's sentence "OK".

She said to Wei Lan and the others: "Do you and the team members you brought want to have an impromptu performance?" If available, we can provide musical instruments and dance backing. ”

Feng Nanying was the first to raise her hand, "I have a cousin who is good at flutes and flutes, and I can ask him to play a song for us."

As for herself, she is a waste scum with incomplete tones, and she usually uses a whip, a weapon that is not suitable for performance, so she consciously refuses to sacrifice ugliness.

Qiao Heng had already had the intention of befriending Zhen Xiaomei and Yun Zhao, but after coming to Dongzhou, this idea became stronger and more determined than before, so he was very face-saving and went up to dance the sword for a while.

When all the guests who were interested in participating in the performance had gone on stage, Yun Zhao slowly got up with a guqin.

As soon as he came to the stage, the audience immediately set off a tsunami-like cheer.

Without him, it's just because Yun Zhao is still the first martial saint-level powerhouse to take the initiative to perform on stage.

Zhen Xiaomei sighed in a low voice with a regretful face, "It's so good, I just like this kind of cheers that resounded throughout the audience." ”

Qiao Heng had never heard Zhen Xiaomei's performance as a soul musician who was ridiculous and out of tune at all, and heard Zhen Xiaomei say that she liked this kind of scene, so she kindly proposed, "In this case, why don't you play a song with Yun Gongzi?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became strange.

Although Wei Lan and the others were embarrassed to say the words of blocking, their expressions and eyes were full of the four big words "refusal" and "frightened".

Zhen Xiaomei looked around, smiled and waved her hand, "I'll forget it, it would be a disappointment if someone died on this occasion." ”

Qiao Heng who doesn't know why: ???

Others who breathed a sigh of relief: You also know that singing and playing music can kill people?

Everyone was silent, but Yun Zhao on the stage had already raised his hand to brush the strings and began to find a feel.

He chose a gentle love song that he had heard on Zhen Xiaomei's smart terminal before, and with a light movement of his fingers, the smooth and beautiful music sounded inside the venue.

Others hadn't heard of this song, and thought it was a song composed by Yun Zhao himself.

Those who don't understand can only hear the beautiful melody, and only a sentence "good" will pop up in their minds, and some musicians can hear the lingering affection implied by this song.

Combined with Yun Zhao's gentle eyes that almost always shrouded Zhen Xiaomei, what else did everyone not understand?

Thinking of the young warriors who had no eyes before, and insisted on coming up to surround Zhen Xiaomei to be courteous, but they were sent away by Zhen Xiaomei's righteous words with a strange reason such as "Please return to your respective seats quickly and consciously maintain the order of the venue", Wei Lan and Mo Yang couldn't help but exchange a tacit understanding.

(End of chapter)