The viewing platform is built in the water, and a fluttering gauze curtain is hung around the large circular platform. When the wind blows, you can vaguely see the people in the middle of the platform.
Several exquisite lanterns swayed.
The moonlight in the sky is bright and clear, and its reflection in the water creates a graceful and faint shadow, giving people a feeling of admiring the beauty under the moon, the more beautiful it becomes.
The spectators are divided into those standing, sitting, those on the cruise ship, and those throwing flowers on the second floor. There are different viewing positions according to different statuses.
Naturally, the young men on the second floor or on the boat are the richest and most powerful.
When it was Shen Lianqing's turn to appear, the show had come to an end, and everyone was already prepared for which girl they were going to throw their things to.
However, I heard that she was also a beauty, so everyone still had to be patient and watch her casually.
The props of the previous performer were still left on the stage. Shen Lianqing asked her mother not to take them away, so she sat on the swing wearing a mask.
The white pear blossoms collected from the yard came in handy.
The prelude slowly opened, slowly falling in the air, some floating in the middle of the stage and some floating into the crowd with a faint fragrance.
The madam liked Shen Lianqing's idea and invited people with martial arts skills to shake some flower petals to the second floor and onto the boat.
Some people found it novel and reached out to grab a handful.
A small piece lay in the palm of my hand, with a sweet and elegant fragrance. It was the first time I saw this, and I had expectations in my heart.
A swing was set up in the center of the stage, and the person who had raised expectations was sitting on the swing, holding a black clay xun in his hand.
The breeze blew by, and the pink curtain slowly opened.
The first thing that caught her eye was a gauze skirt with a white bottom and permed with butterfly gold silk. She moved slightly.
Pear blossoms falling randomly fell gently on the masked person on the swing, and at the same time, a clear and clear auxiliary sound sounded.
Slowly.
A gust of wind came from the river, lifting the dark hair.
The person on the swing put the xun to his mouth, and pressed his slender green-white fingers to the mouth where only one red lip was exposed.
"Pretending to be mysterious!" Some people were disdainful.
"With a graceful figure and rouged red lips, Jasmine, who appears second to last, may be a bit pretty." Someone liked this.
"Let's see." Someone remained neutral.
…
In any case, everyone's discussion was not as cold as the previous one, but they all got up.
After pressing the sound hole with your fingers, lift the xun and put it to your mouth, so that your lips and the blow hole of the xun form an angle of about 75 degrees, and raise your head slightly, revealing a slender white neck.
She pressed the xun with her fingers like peeled onions and began to blow the xun. The sound of the xun was somewhat deep and faint.
The skill is not very high, but the first time I hear it, I feel like I have been away from my hometown for a long time. This body is like a wild goose, all alone from south to north, and at the end of the road. Looking into the distance, I want to go home but can't.
As soon as the parting people left, the cold rain continued, and all the words I wanted to say were left to the passing sunset. I stood by the river with no one close to me, feeling helpless and not knowing why.
The sound is boundless, as cool as water, as lonely as night, and like a lonely ghost whispering about its desolate life experience under the eaves of a rainy night. The silent sound is filled with indescribable sadness.
At the end of the song, the scholars who were studying from north to south or who were seeking academic honors all felt the same way.
They felt that the girl who played this piece of music was not very skilled, but she understood them!
The few who were proficient in etiquette and music and liked the arty style stayed silent for the time being. They raised their eyebrows and looked at Xia Ziyu sitting in the middle.
He is the main character tonight, and whether it is good or not, he has the final say.
Moreover.
Judging from their ears, which like top-notch teachings, this woman's playing skills were just average.
On a summer night, the cool breeze blows. At the end of this piece, the scholar hidden in the crowd, the rich man on the second floor, and the knowledgeable old man on the boat all have different senses.
The scholars liked the resonance of the soul, the rich second generation on the second floor liked the curvy figure in the center of the stage, but the young men on the boat were not very interested.
It seems that there are still only one or two who stand out, and having new ones appear tonight is just the icing on the cake.
The madam also talked about some great beauty, but this one wearing a mask seemed to be just trying to please others.
Ah.
When the music falls, the people on the swing stand up.
She walked to the edge of the stage, which was covered with flowers, and slowly pulled off the mask on her face. The full and smooth forehead under the black hair, and the delicate and picturesque eyebrows were the first thing that caught her eye.
From a close distance, you can see her thick eyelashes fluttering upward like a butterfly spreading its wings. The moonlight in the sky falls on the straight eyelashes, and their eyes that are still a little tired suddenly light up.
beauty!
She hooked the mask with one hand, and brushed away the messy hair that fell down her shoulders with the other hand. Her movements were slow and graceful, making her look like a perfect lady.
Xia Ziyu on the boat had a hint of evil on his red lips, his charming red phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, black feathers fluttering at the end of his eyes, and he ordered someone to drive the boat closer.
The young men on the second floor leaned against the railing to find out.
Seeing the atmosphere, Shen Lianqing plopped down into the flowers. Her movements were not smooth, and even a bit pretentious. But the moment she raised her face from the flowers, everyone almost held their breath.
They didn't know whether it was the moonlight that was too bright or the person who was too beautiful. They looked at her and the ends of her eyes were tinged with a colorful pink color. There was a seductive meaning in her sparkling eyes, and her fair cheeks reflected the moonlight.
She is clearly looking at you in a non-serious way, and with her face as soft and blurry as the moon and the wind, you can't help but be intoxicated.
They knew she had a good figure even before she took off her mask, but when she took off her mask, her entire face was completely exposed.
Just like the moon in the sky and the flowers and trees in the snow, they are so far away that you think you can't reach them, but they are so close at the same time.
Their slender waists are curled up among the flowers, and their snow-white hair dazzles the eyes. Their hair is like soft silk, and like the breeze blowing through the green willows, every look towards them seems to be carefully designed to fall on their hearts.
"Jasmine!"
"Jasmine!"
…
I don’t know who shouted out first, and the rest of the people who saw her also shouted out.
Shen Lianqing was half-lying among the flowers, and the fragrance of various flowers came to her nostrils. She lowered her head and smiled shyly when she heard everyone cheering, and they shouted louder.
She was originally interested in playing the role of oiran, but she felt a little embarrassed and ashamed when they acted like this.
She held back her expression that was about to get chapped and rubbed her numb calves. According to the procedure, she had to ask for tickets, so she blinked her eyelashes again and winked in every direction, "Judges, you like Jasmine." The things in the flowers’ hands must be given to Jasmine~”
"Ahhh! Jasmine, I love you——"
"Give it to you, give it all to you——"
