The little beauty and the man's wife discussed and finalized the plan in detail on matters related to the competition, and Yang Qing, as a participant, had no right to express any opinions. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the first chorus, the contestants Party A (Mo family tenor Mo Quchen), Party B (first-class seriously disabled Yang Qing), 20 judges (PS: 19 Mo family, 1 Wang family).

The blazing bonfire was constantly burning, and the people of the Mo family knew that the young master and the eldest lady were having a singing and dancing competition with other families, and the inner and outer three floors were crowded with the bonfires where the contestants and judges were, tiptoeing and stretching their necks.

The man's wife shook the folding fan lightly, smiled and encouraged Yang Qing, "I hope that my future golden sword guards can sing a song, so that we can feast our ears, and I am not very grateful." ”

"Don't worry", Yang Qing gave her an answer that would not disappoint you. Sing with me, all of you are no match for me combined, but I stand on the shoulders of an era.

It's really high, and the world is still a little tender in terms of songs.

In the first round of the competition, as the organizer of the Mo family, the crowd of onlookers separated a gap, and a tall, slightly thin middle-aged man walked into the periphery, he gave a salute to the young master and the eldest lady, and then nodded politely to Yang Qing.

His presence provoked a burst of shouts from the audience and the judges, and he smiled at the fans around him, and then pressed down slightly with his double guard to signal her to start performing, and the noise stopped abruptly.

"******, if you play a good game, even if you are the king of heaven, Lao Tzu can sing you down", Yang Qing sneered secretly in his heart.

He sang the special folk song "My Home is in Pingdingcheng", which was a very deep characteristic tone at the beginning, wave after wave like a tide, and the audience would sing in unison with excitement at each climax.

"Hey... Ay...

Hey... Hey

My home is in Flatdome

Beautiful on the Han River

There are mountains full of soybean sorghum

By the green mountains and green waters

Two large aspen trees in front of the door

Neat fence yards

It's a small grass house

Ay...

My father is fine

Always want to have some drink

Even if you don't have any food, you have to drink two taels

A large bowl of tea and a large bowl of wine

Neighbors on both sides

Five, six, six, six

There was a lot of laughter

Ay... Yo

My mother's voice has been bright since she was a child

Every day she drank mountain songs and went to school

Straight old man

Laid down his large cigarette pouch

Straight straight boy

I miss him even more

Sing straight to the old lady

Put down the needle and thread and listen to a paragraph

Straight to the big girl

Tears in my eyes

Forgot about laundry

Ay... Yo"

The fiery and impassioned sound swept through the camp like a tsunami, and when he finished the last note, the camp erupted in a whole mountain of applause.

As his opponent, Yang Qing, a modern stranger, also gave him applause, and he was really surprised. The little prince of nightclubs can't win against professional singer Pang Long, but in this world, you are Michael Jackson for nothing.

Xiao Pang Long left the stage after singing "My Home is in Pingding City", and left under the farewell of countless people from the Mo family in Pingding City, and he won enough applause and flowers.

Then Yang Qing walked away with the bonfire stage, and the temporary stage was actually a carriage, but the horses were taken away, leaving only the empty wooden frame.

He jumped onto the frame with a loud bang, and there was no applause around him, only questioning eyes, quiet as a lake.

"Yang Qing, sing them", the little beauty stood in the middle of the judges, waving her arms hard, her face was full of happy expressions, and she was the only one who cheered coldly.

He took a deep breath, this competition was not only about the reputation of the prince of nightclubs, but also the future of the little beauty, she believed me so much, he cleared his voice.

"Sing the songs

Sing here and join there

Over there

Mountain songs are like spring river water

I am not afraid of many bends and bends

Sing mountain songs

Sing here and join there

Over there

Mountain songs are like spring river water

I am not afraid of many bends and bends

I'm not afraid of the beach and the bends."

A folk song full of folk flavor "Mountain Song is Like Spring River Water" flows crisply throughout the camp, like a bubbling spring when calm, and as strong as a mountain looking at the moon when excited.

When the last note left Yang Qing's lips, the campfire camp was silent, and everyone's faces were filled with intoxicated expressions, and the clear and refined "Mountain Song is Like Spring River Water" was intoxicating.

"Nima, is there a problem with the perception of sound in this world", the appearance of no applause made Yang Qing's heart fall to the bottom of the sea in an instant.

But just when he had the idea of committing suicide, the applause like a mountain was instantly drowned.

"It's okay", Yang Qing wiped a cold sweat, he didn't practice this song hard at the beginning.

He saw that the eldest lady of the Mo family also stood up and gave him a very warm applause, just now the family sang, but she was as immobile as a mountain. Of course, it was indispensable for the second cub of the Mo family to have a red and white disappointment on his face, and when he saw that everyone around him was applauding and cheering, he reluctantly applauded his hands and slapped a few times.

The surrounding Mo family audience all crowded over, and there was a section shouting "One more song", which was called an enthusiasm.

The twenty judges began to score, 19 to 1, and they knew who voted against it.

The man's wife walked over slowly, leaving a sentence, "I shouldn't underestimate you, the sound of nature, I have to take it" and then slowly drifted away.

The little beauty squeezed past the enthusiastic fans, grabbed Yang Qing's arm, and was so excited that she couldn't stutter clearly, "It's too ...... It's amazing, you're my pride. ”

Yang Qing regretted his bowels when he heard it, he knew that singing could move you, why did Lao Tzu go to win your heart.

The little beauty didn't know what to think of, and smiled slightly, "But it's not as good as the song "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond", it is the most beautiful in my heart", and said no more.

The man's wife didn't know that she came out from there, and probed her brain, "Is it that I saved you and waited that night, and the song is called "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond"?

She shook her head and commented professionally, "I don't know if you can sing a song "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond", wait for me to taste it carefully, saying that it is the most beautiful song, I will wait and see." “

It's a pity that the man's mother-in-law said that she would wait and see, even if she digs her eyes, she won't have a chance to hear this song. Yang Qing said coldly, "I'm not interested", and she left disappointed.

"Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" was originally beautiful and refined, and the soul was natural, but the person who sang was extremely sad made the man mistakenly think it was wrong, it was not 'desolate and sad at all, and the artistic conception was far away', but Yang Qing also rarely explained.

That night, Yang Qing vowed that he would never sing "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" again, which was a pain point in his heart, and this song would remind him of his helpless pain at the beginning.

The little beauty didn't understand the reason, raised her head and asked Yang Qing, "Sing it to him, it's okay."

She now wishes that everyone could appreciate Yang Qing, which is typical of children who have toys to show off to other playmates.

Yang Qing only said one word, and the little beauty immediately threw herself into Yang Qing's arms with tears in her eyes, heartbroken and moved. "This song is just for you," Yang Qing said.

In the song competition, Yang Qing won the first drop of blood with a crushing result, and 'Huang Xingning' and 'Pang Long' defeated "My Home is in Pingding City" with "Mountain Songs Are Like Spring River Water" to finish.

Next is the dance, the little beauty said that he was on, Yang Qing was a little unsure. With his limited common sense in this world for just a few months, he also understood some basic rules of the nobles of the family.

Of course, in addition to Yang Qing, there was also a man's mother-in-law and the second cub of the Mo family, their eyes were bigger than a bull's eye, as if they had seen something incredible. Of course, for Wang Chan to perform dance, it is indeed incredible.

In the second round of the dance competition, Party A Mo Jia Yanji is one, Party B is tender and tender and has never seen the eldest lady on the market, and there are 20 judges (PS: 19 Mo family plus Yang Qing, an unknown person in the camp)

She borrowed a set of white gold-inlaid bohemian dresses from the eldest lady of the Mo family, and the strips of gold thread embroidered golden flowers on the long skirt.

Changing into a set of clothes that can match her appearance, she is destined to be the protagonist tonight, with a charming and beautiful face, a slender and delicate figure, and even the moon is shy to hide in the clouds.

She walked around the stage that belonged to her, and all the eyes around her were focused on her, and her eyes did not leave her for a minute.

This beauty that does not belong to the world overshadows the bonfire, even the man's wife also "Huo" stood up, staring carefully at the fairy in the center of the stage, beauty has no borders, let alone gender, women can appreciate beautiful women like men, but the former is appreciative and the latter has more possession.

Her arms fluctuated in the air like a little water, and then her whole body followed the rhythm of her arms.

When she jumped to the climax, her whole body spun like a spinning top, and her white was like a green lotus sticking out and flying in the air. With the help of the inertia of rotation, her right foot suddenly and slowly moved upward, and she wanted to spread her wings like a bird.

When the man's wife saw this scene, she was overshadowed and shouted, "How is it possible to lose the lost "Flying Dance?", she was so excited that she gave up her usual words of a bookworm.

The whole dance was not long, but it only lasted for a short period of incense, but the whole process set off a storm in the souls of all people, and the beautiful posture told a desire to spread their wings and fly.

Yang Qing noticed that the little beauty's legs were constantly trembling when she stepped off the stage, and just when she was about to fall, Yang Qing immediately hugged her steadily.

The little beauty was drenched in sweat, her face was pale and there was no trace of blood. Yang Qing saw her dance blooming like a rose and spinning like catkins, and knew that this kind of dance was particularly physically demanding.

In particular, the part of the sky that spreads its wings and flies, although it is very beautiful, but it is very painful. How can you stand on the ground and dance in a flying posture, it must have used special skills and the pain of reversing the inertia of the body.

Just like asking someone who has never learned to dance to perform a horse, it may directly faint the performer, and performing a horse without training the ligaments is torture.

But this "Flying Dance" is like an ordinary person splitting a horse, using the impossible movements of the body to imitate the posture of jumping in the air, and this pain is no less than the former.

After the little beauty stepped down, the audience gave enough applause, but Yang Qing could always feel that there was something missing from this applause, and he frowned and was secretly worried.