In the center of Manhua, there were many indignant crusades, accusing people of "fake advertising" and deceiving people.

Li Yishan and Wu Yuzhen didn't know Mingyue Tower, nor did they know Zhang Chu'er, but they listened to the surrounding discussions and heard what was going on.

Wu Yuzhen said: "Manhuaju is not authentic in this matter, although this Zhang Chuer's level is indeed very high. ”

Li Yishan nodded, but said: "This Zhang Chu'er's voice is brittle and unfavorable, and the whole piece sounds sad but not sad, but it has reached the point where the master said 'sad but not sad' when he talked about music, I didn't expect there to be such a character in Chengdu Mansion." ”

Zhang Chu'er below didn't seem to hear the surrounding discussions, and said with a smile: "Chu'er is just throwing bricks and leading the jade, today's main master is not a little woman." ”

The sound is like a yellow bird out of the valley, crisp and sweet, making the surrounding atmosphere clear.

More than a dozen surprised eyes fell on the field.

What does this mean?

Zhang Chu'er didn't mean to explain, but gave a slight blessing and retreated.

Then, everyone saw a strange-looking woman walk up to the stage.

"What is this, singing a big drama?" Wu Yuzhen showed curiosity.

In the flower pot, Du Wenxing (sure enough, it was him) stared, "Huaguanguan?

For a while, everyone's eyes were attracted by Hua Guanguan.

In addition to her beauty, it is more because of her weird dress.

What do you say?

It turned out that Huaguanguan, who appeared at this time, wore high-waisted felt boots, red leather armor, and a silver crane feather helmet, but the feathers on the helmet were replaced with bright pheasant feathers, plus a handsome face with open lips and looking into the distance, this right-handed sword-holding man was a heroic young American general.

"What a pretty boy!" Wu Yuzhen even came out with her hometown dialect.

At the moment when the audience in the hall was shocked by this unprecedented appearance, they suddenly heard a low and desolate sound of Chang Xiao behind the stage, compared with the sorrow of the autumn in the south of the Yangtze River with the hook hand, this heavy bass Chang Xiao exudes a different kind of empty and vast expanse outside the desert.

With the sound of Xiao Ming, I listened to the beautiful general woman on the stage pressing her sword and singing:

"The horse is new across the white jade saddle, and the moonlight is cold on the battlefield. The sound of the iron drum at the head of the city is still shaking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried up. ”

"Horses, moonlight, iron drums, golden knives", in the vast sound of Xiao just heard these words with a murderous aura, when the listeners were neutral in their minds, they came up with the scene of the battlefield battle, the moonlight was cool, the corpses were scattered across the field, and the city tower was stained with blood.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens. ”

The woman's voice was extremely hoarse, and if it was usual, everyone was afraid that they would cheer.

But with the cooperation of this magnificent and fierce battlefield poetry, they complement each other and complement each other, making her voice change from a defect to a special, which is very provocative.

Especially the sentence "poor white happens", combined with her voice, it brings an incomparably desolate and pathetic artistic conception!

As the lyrics were sung, a fierce drum beat rang out.

The sound of the flute also changed, becoming extremely short.

The sound of the flute and the beat of the drums were harmonized, and in a moment, the sound of the horses galloping was simulated, and the sound of the drums became shorter and shorter, and the drums became more and more agitated.

The crowd seemed to see the horses running faster and faster on the vast savannah, and the hearts of the listeners were beating faster and faster......

The singing voice turned again, and the tone suddenly rose:

"The volcano should be hotter in June, and the Equiting crossing is overwhelmingly pedestrianized.

Knowing that the monarch is accustomed to Qilian City, how can he be sad to see Luntaiyue.

Take off the saddle and temporarily enter the restaurant, and send Jun Wanli to the west to hit Hu.

Fame is only taken from the horse, and he is really a hero's husband. ”

The Great Zhou Dynasty Wen Tian was martial and did not value martial artists.

But at this moment, the literati and artists in the audience were stirred in the lyrics of Huaguanguan.

Especially those young listeners, this word, this song, with this voice......

Just like a torch thrown in the pile of oil, the blood full of blood boiled suddenly, and some people couldn't help but sing along: "Fame is only taken from the horse, what a hero and a husband!"

It was Li Yishan and Wu Yuzhen who were both enthusiastic, and they felt in their hearts, muttering these two verses in their mouths, and then looking at the young American general on the stage, there was a vague feeling that the other party was really a general who had returned from a hundred battles.

After one time, Xiao Sheng did not stop, but became more and more urgent, and Hua Guan Guan on the stage also raised the slightly hoarse voice to the volume by three points, "Fame is only taken immediately, it is really a hero and a husband" These two sentences are repeated, if this is the case three times, each tone has a superposition, and the song is finally received.

This step-by-step rise of the three overlapping tones sets off the atmosphere to the extreme.

Although Hua Guanguan's voice is not the beautiful and soft that is popular today, the treble is extremely high, and Du Wenxing wants to use the tenor technique and the previous song.

Fortunately, he held back.

But the old and young masters in the building, but he does not have so many scruples, the repetition of each stack of Huaguan pass, can attract more people to join in with each other, and when it comes to the third stack, the sound of this harmony is far through the long street, attracting countless people in Huaiyufang to stop inexplicably.

The rolling harmony lasted for about half a pillar of incense before it gradually stopped, and Hua Guanguan, who was heroic on the stage, took off his helmet, and suddenly the entire small building lit up.

It's glamorous!

Although Hua Guanguan didn't cover her face before, the forehead guard of the helmet and a nose guard extended down covered half of her face, so although people could see that she looked good, they couldn't get a full glimpse of her appearance.

So when Hua Guanguan revealed that charming face like a flower, the crowd was quiet for a while, and then a crazy shout rang out again, venting the excitement in his heart.

Hua Guan Guan bowed on all sides, and then retreated into the curtain.

In the private room on the second floor, a man was looking fixedly at the retreating Huaguan Pass.

He was in his forties, slender in his slenderness, white as snow, with a thin face full of gloomy but clever eyes, an amorous mouth and five long beards.

This person is obviously dressed in a scribe's attire and has a graceful demeanor, but there is a solemn momentum in his demeanor.

This girl is good!

This voice, this tune, is refreshing.

"My lord, do you want the little one to find this woman to serve?" asked a man behind him who was dressed as a man bowed over.

The man groaned for a moment and nodded, "Go ahead!" and tell the young lady that Benhou will have a little wine to celebrate her. ”

Not long after the man left, he turned around, followed by Huaguanguan, who took off his armor and changed into women's clothes, and gave a salute with a smile like a flower: "Ning Yuanhou is above, and the little woman Huaguanguan is polite." ”

"No courtesy, your name is Huaguanguan, good name!" Ning Yuanhou hurriedly got up and helped him up.

(End of chapter)