Chapter 30 ended

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a while.

At this time, Gu Guhang, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly laughed, and the topic turned back to the banquet. Ha ha, let's continue. This year, we won't play that poem. How about changing the pattern? Well, each of you here comes up to perform a program, as for the content? Unlimited! As long as it's your expertise! However, there is a premise that your performance must be recognized by everyone, otherwise you can choose a jar of water to drink! What do you think?"

Everyone followed Gu Guhang's eyes and found that the ground was empty just now, and I don't know when the ten altars were released.

When seeing the neatly arranged water jar, some people already look embarrassed. Drinking water is not easier than drinking. The water is light and tasteless, and the wine is mellow and attractive.

Even so, the vast majority of people are eager to try.

"I think everyone can't wait! Ha ha, well, let my eldest daughter Gu Jinger come up to perform for a while at the beginning! Take the lead, what do you think?"

"Good! ..." Everyone is full of fuss...

Jinger stood up, smiled and nodded gently to the crowd, and said softly, "Thank you for your love for me. Then I will send you a song "Mountain and Flowing Water"!" I hope everyone will like it!" After saying that, the lotus moved gently to the stage.

Mo Ziyao was empty, quickly picked up the already prepared lyre from behind and put it on the piano platform, and then retreated and stood aside.

Jinger stroked the piano body, walked to the table and slowly sat down, and gently stroked the strings with her slender and elegant hands... It stroked the layers of rippled music.

The tone is like a pool of clear water, like a breeze on the lake on a summer night, which makes people feel relaxed and fresh. For a moment, everyone was intoxicated with this wonderful scene and couldn't extricate themselves.

After a song, Jing'er got up and smiled at everyone and said softly, "Jing'er is ugly." At this time, the people under the stage slowly returned and suddenly made a cheering sound.

After Jinger, everyone in the stage felt that this talent show was very simple, so several young talents went up to perform their talents one after another. As a result, most people can pass easily, but there are still a few people who are unlucky. The performance is relatively unpopular, and no one applauds for it, so they have to run down to the stage to pick up a jar of water and drink it all.

Watching the program on the stage, Mo Ziyao's small hand played with a wisp of black hair in front of her and felt very boring. Fortunately, it was Xiaoxiao's turn to play next. She was ready to cheer for Xiaoxiao later.

In a short time, it was Xiaoxiao's turn to go on the stage. Her sweet smile and crisp voice slowly floated out in the air: "I... I, a martial arts woman, don't have any talent. Some time ago, I learned a song, and now Xiaoxiao will sing it to everyone! If you think I sing well, I will applaud. If you think I can't sing well, I will also applaud. Xiaoxiao is here to thank you!"

Everyone was amused by Xiaoxiao's words and inadvertently brought the atmosphere of the whole audience to more**.

Then she waved to Jinger: "Sister Jinger, would you please accompany me?"

Jinger nodded with a smile, and then took the piano to the stage. When Jinger adjusted the tone, Xiaoxiao cleared her throat and began to sing slowly: "The green gauze skirt is white feather fan, and the pearl curtain is full of the moon; the red fire is long driven into the bead curtain, and the infinite desert is like fog, not like smoke; the quiet night thoughts can't be dispersed, the sound of the wind is broken and the candle shadows are messy, and the heart turns faint when the lovesickness is thick; one day, the green light shines into the crystal chain; The heart has acacia string, and the fingers are slender, and the heart is reconnected. It has always been a good night, and I only hate the long green silk, and the green silk is long and accompanied by many companions, sitting and watching the moon..."

Xiaoxiao's lyrics are sad and sad, but her voice is crisp and beautiful, like the sound of nature. It's really a female song tonight, just like listening to Xianle's ears!

Her touching song naturally gave full applause, and Xiaoxiao was also very happy, thanked everyone with a smile, and pulled Jing'er off the stage happily.

Just when everyone was still thinking about it, Gu Moli stood up. He arched his hand to the crowd with a smile and said, "This woman's talent is so soft that we can't tell, and we men naturally have to show our ability! Everyone knows that Master's 'Qinglian Seventeen' ranked second in the list of light kung fu. Mo Li has only learned some fur. It's better to come out now and make a scandal. I hope the master and brothers and sisters can give advice!"

Gu Moli's voice fell, and he had raised his breath and flew to the middle of the lake not far away. He saw that the soles of his feet lightly stepped on the surface of the water and his shoes were not wet. The lake rippled slightly rippled with him, and the ripples gradually merged together and then slowly rippled. And people came across the lake in a blink of an eye.

Mo Ziyao stared at the flying white shadow, like the reflection of the beautiful young man in white clothes, and her cherry-red lips also raised slightly.

"I didn't expect his light skills to be so good!" Mo Ziyao muttered, and then began to have hallucinations in her mind. This hallucination was that she was lying in his broad arms at this time. He gently swept the lake with himself, and the breeze blew. Their hair was entangled in the wind and could no longer be separated...

"Okay..." Mo Ziyao was suddenly awakened by the applause and shouts of everyone, and she also hurriedly clapped her hands to cover up her gaffe.

To the later program, Mo Ziyao can no longer be energetic to watch it. At the same time, an inexplicable state of mind made her dare to look at Gu Moli again. I had to watch the performance of the people on the stage. It was not easy to finish the banquet at home. It was already three o'clock.

dragged her tired body back to Jingyi Courtyard. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she found Liu Er pouted and stood at the door of the yard with an unhappy face. When she saw Mo Ziyao, she stared fiercely and then reached out to help Jinger into the room.

"Liu Er, you will clean up the empty room in the east for a moment, and live for Ziyao in the future, and prepare some daily necessities..." Jing'er stroked her forehead with one hand and ordered a little tired.

"Miss, you really accepted her as a girl! How can this be? It's so unfair to let her live in the room where the young master lived when she was a child..." Liu Er stamped her little feet and looked unhappy.

"Liu Er, don't be rude. From now on, you two will be good sisters and treat each other."

"Hmm! I don't care." Liu Er glanced at Mo Ziyao and stopped looking at her. But she didn't dare to disobey Jinger's words, so she had to reluctantly clean up the room for Mo Ziyao.

Mo Ziyao touched her nose when she saw Liu Er looking very unhappy and shouted at her back, "Sister Liu'er, wait for me. I'll go with you..."

......

Lying on the warm big** for the first time, Mo Ziyao put her hands behind her head and looked at the top of the tent with a pair of bright big eyes and recalled the scene from her arrival here to now...

This couldn't help but remind her of the strange soul-eating bracelet. At the thought of the soul-eating bracelet, a handsome face naturally appeared in front of him: the man was dressed in white, with a faint smile on his delicate face, and his star-like dark eyes were full of tenderness.

unconsciously stretched out his hands to touch his cheeks, but just as he was about to touch it, the image suddenly disappeared again. Mo Ziyao was stunned, and then laughed to herself again...

He stopped laughing and suddenly remembered the owner of the house: "I heard that this room used to be inhabited by the eldest son, eldest son?"

Mo Ziyao jumped out of bed and walked around the house again and again, trying to find something about the eldest son. Looking at these simple furniture, I can't help wondering what kind of person this big son is highly praised by the people.

After sitting at the table for a while, Mo Ziyao felt a little tired, so she took off her shoes and jumped on the bed and pulled the quilt next to her to cover herself.

The quilt moved left and right, and then there were bursts of crisp laughter from it...

(Xiaoye said: Today, in the list of new books, "Floating Dream" has reached 82nd, huhu... Although the ranking is not good, Ye is still very happy! Thanks to your encouragement and support along the way! Xiaoye doesn't have much extravagant hope. He just hopes that the ranking of the book can go up a little higher! Xiaoye said here: All right! If the ranking can reach more than 50, it will be updated three times on the same day! Let readers enjoy watching it at once! For this reason, let's give Xiaoye more motivation to move forward!)