Chapter 140: Cheering in the House

Hearing the word Zhenzhen, everyone held their breath and looked at the platform. Soon, a beautiful figure came out and his footsteps were gentle.

Everyone looked at it and their throats were about to pop out. But the beautiful figure on the platform was not Zhenzhen.

Zhen Zhen gave her a blessing and said, "My dear masters, what Zhen Zhen wants to sing for everyone today is a new song by Chen Ao Chen..."

This sentence is naturally a little unhappy for many people. It is said that Mr. Chen and Zhen Zhen have an affair, and there are even rumors that Chen Ao's unfamiliar guy is close to the water and has the moon first. Many people don't believe it, or they are vaguely looking forward to not believing it.

But this time Zhenzhen said in person that the song she was about to sing was made by Mr. Chen, and many people's thoughts were shaken.

Could it be that Chen Ao and Zhenzhen really have an affair?

With this thought, many of the people here feel ashamed and look sad. You must know that beautiful ladies are good friends of gentlemen. Who among them does not admit that they are gentlemen? A beauty like Zhenzhen is naturally dreaming of. Unfortunately, a good flower was robbed by a pig.

Chen Ao naturally didn't know how many people complained about him in his heart. His eyes fell on Zhen Zhen. In the vague light, she was wearing a shiny robe. Her pure white silk strapless breasts covered the plumpness on her chest, faintly revealing a faint water blue. The water blue silk pleated skirt was covered with gorgeous and simple, simple and elegant without losing its atmosphere. The hem of the skirt was cleverly embroidered with simple white lotus, and the transparent gauze dress was light, like a dream, and faintly revealed the fair and smooth, and the skin of the woman's white and smooth, blowable cream.

Compared to Bijun, who was just now, although his dress was simpler than that, he did not paint too much rouge and red lips, but at this moment, he only saw her, and Miss Bijun's beauty slowly faded into Shen Ao's mind. The pink and dark colors of the six palaces were not colored. It seems that the poem of the Bai Dajiu was indeed not a false statement. Until now, Chen Ao had to believe it.

Although Yingying's waist was shaking slightly, she had a fairy spirit all over her body, and there was nothing else.

Zhenzhen seemed to take a light breath, her beautiful eyes looked at her, and the charm appeared as the waves flowed; there was a blush next to her cheeks, which dissipated lightly; the soft and tempting pink lips slightly opened, and the sound of pearls falling from the plate seemed to be heard from the sound of nature. First, there was a clear singing, then sat cross-legged, caressing the long piano in front of her, and the sound of dingdong music started, and with the sound of the heavenly sound, everyone was in a daze, and they were immersed in an instant and fell into this beautiful joy.

Zhenzhen's voice was surprisingly melodious, as if it had really turned into the wife who had held her husband's back. Her starry eyes fell into the void, but she seemed to be murmuring in a low voice, and her worried expression seemed to be infected.

After the song ended, everyone woke up like a dream, and the joy was thundering. Even Chen Ao had to admire Zhenzhen's performance. Looking into the distance, I saw countless hydrangeas flying in the field, covering the sky.

Wu Saner's face changed, and she felt a little weak. She raised her eyes and looked at Chen Ao, but saw that Chen Ao was just smiling and seemed unmoved. Then she gradually felt relieved and thought to herself: "Brother Shen said that if you can win, you will definitely win."

Zhou Ruo said coldly: "Miss Zhenzhen shocked four people with a song, and this courtesan is Zhenzhen."

Chen Ao smiled and said, "Don't my cousin believe me? My cousin said that if Pin'er can win, she will definitely win."

Zhou Ruo gave him a blank look: "I dare not believe Mr. Chen's words."

Damn, I don’t believe me. You must know that integrity is the foundation of my life. It seems that my cousin has no confidence in my cousin.

Chen Ao thought to himself that he was actually a little weak, but until the end, he would never give up easily.

Zhen Zhen left, and the number of hydrangeas was counted. There were 342, which was three times more than the Bijun who had achieved good results just now. Such achievements were already the best. The previous top cards could not catch up with them even if they beat the horse.

Chen Ao knew in his heart that if many spectators had some expectations in their hearts, they were afraid that the hydrangea had already been thrown out. If there was not a existence of Pin'er who claimed to be a death-loss, Zhenzhen would have won the championship, so it would be no suspense.

In a blink of an eye, seven or eight girls came on stage, singing and dancing, and someone had already informed Pin'er that he was about to go on stage. The atmosphere in the ear room became tense. Chen Ao walked to Pin'er and whispered, "Pin'er, I'm watching you this time."

Pin'er nodded. Although she was blocked by the gauze, she could still see a touch of redness flying on her cheeks, which made her blessed body and was led by several maids to change her clothes first.

Chen Ao gave Wu San'er a look. Wu San'er understood and followed him quickly. Of course, he didn't go to see Pin'er changing clothes, but to set up a high platform first.

Finally it was Pin'er's turn. When someone sang to invite Pin'er to enter, the audience was suffocated again. It is said that if someone glanced at Pin'er, he would immediately stop thinking about tea and food, not eating well, and not sleeping well. If he had good perseverance, he would definitely lose weight for a few times. If he couldn't control himself, he would have to lose his soul.

No one has ever seen such a beauty before. She was about to see Pin'er's style, and everyone couldn't help but stretched their necks. Compared to Zhenzhen, Pin'er is more exciting.

The one who just walked up to the high platform first was not Pin'er, but Wu San'er. Wu San'er smiled and bowed to everyone, "Everyone, at the invitation of Pin'er, we need to arrange this place and arrange it. Please rest assured, and you won't worry about you too much time."

After Wu Saner said that, she directed the two servants who came to her, hung six or seven pink lanterns on the platform, and sprinkled many petals on the platform. The spectators did not make noise at this time, waiting with interest, to see what the mystery was.

As the pink lantern hangs, the entire platform becomes hazy in an instant. The pink luster shines, but it has a little bit of dust. Wu Saner and others retreat and see a slim figure, gently twisting their slender waists, and stepping up to the platform step by step.

"It's Miss Pin'er, Miss Pin'er is here!" Someone couldn't help but shout, his eyes were motionless, but he seemed to be a little confused. He wiped his eyes and saw a weak body in the hazy light, wearing a pink rose tight puff sleeve top, a green scattered flower skirt, and a big bow tied with golden silk silhouette around his waist. His temples were low and he was inserted into a phoenix hairpin. He looked slender but weak.

This dress was designed by Chen Aowei. It not only uses some of the dress characteristics of the Northern Song Dynasty, but also integrates the bold designs of later generations, especially the tight waist-length skirt, which just outlines the figure of Pin'er's stunning figure. As for the big bow tied on the chest, it has a bit more cute and playful and unbearable.

Pin'er walked slowly over, with her eyes open, and she seemed to be indifferent to the things in front of her. She twisted her hips so hard that she was shaking like a lazy cat, giving birth to a hint of tiredness. From a distance, she looked both moving and undesecrated.

Such dresses and gaits are very tempting and novel. Combined with the hazy light, everyone can't help but stretch their necks and keeps keeping their eyes open to see Pin'er's true appearance.

But the more I looked at it, I still saw the two bays of frown and frown, the pair of eyes that seemed to be crying but not crying, and the eyes that seemed to be tears. Apart from being weak, I couldn't see the other details clearly.

"It's indeed a stunning beauty in the world, and it's not a thing." Someone couldn't help but talk. Although he couldn't see the whole picture of Pin'er, he only coveted a corner, and in the haze, he was already in his heart.

Many people attached themselves, but their eyes were staring at a pair of beautiful eyes with tears, and they all had the urge to rush up to hug her waist and take good care of Pin'er.

This psychological hint is getting stronger and stronger, and some people can't help but throw the hydrangea on it first.

No matter how beautiful things are, they will only bring good feelings, but the faint hazy beauty makes people thrill.

The so-called wife is not as good as a concubine, and it is better to steal than a concubine, and it is better to steal than to steal than to steal. In fact, this is also the mentality.

Just looking at Pin'er's slightly blessedness, the spectators couldn't help but breathe, but were afraid that her weak body would fall down accidentally, and her heart would be tugged. Then they heard Pin'er say in a pitiful voice: "I have seen you all, young masters, today, Pin'er is showing off her ugly appearance in front of you, so just sing a song."

Her voice was not as beautiful as Zhenzhen, nor as charming as Shishi, and even slightly flawed. However, the pitiful voice was fascinating and made people feel more caring.

Pin'er's hands were hanging down, neither enchanting nor deliberately showing off her charm, nor Zhen Zhen's fairy spirit, but she just stood like this, as if she was about to be blown down by the wind at any time. The waist of the weak willow Fufeng was as charming as the slender and tender willow swaying in the wind, making people feel pity.

Pin'er opened her cherry mouth and began to sing: "The cicada was sad and sad. When facing the long pavilion, the rain had just stopped. The capital tent was drunk without any thoughts. The orchid boats were urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, she was crying, but she was speechless. The thoughts went away, the mist was deep and the dusk mist was deep. The passionateness has been hurting the separation since ancient times..."

This poem is not new, but Liu Yong's "Yu Linling", which means: The cicadas in autumn are so desolate and rapid. Facing the Changting, it was in the evening, and a severe rain had just stopped. Setting up a tent outside Kyoto City to farewell, but there was no mood to drink. When they were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were urging to set off. Holding hands and looking at each other's tears, until the end, they were silent, and they could not speak in their throats. Thinking of going back to the south, this journey, thousands of miles away, a wave of smoke, and the sky of Chu where the night mist was boundless.

Since ancient times, the saddest thing for sentimental people is separation, not to mention that in this bleak autumn season, how can I withstand this sorrow of separation? Who knows where I am when I wake up tonight? I am afraid that there is only the willow shore, facing the shrill morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. I have been farewell for many years and the people I love are not together. I thought that even if I encounter good weather and good scenery, it would be useless. Even if I have full of affection, who will I tell you?

This poem is most widely circulated in the brothels and is the most sad. A scholar and a brothel girl said goodbye to each other. The bitterness that is about to be separated by thousands of miles apart and may not be able to meet again in his life is vividly revealed on the poem. The endless sorrow makes people unable to listen to it.

Pin'er's voice is not beautiful, but when she sang this poem, she felt a little sad. She had no piano accompaniment, but just stood on the platform. Her slender body was like a small boat, and she was about to be beaten by the wind and rain at any time. As she sang, the tears were almost coming out, and even the voice gradually became hoarse, but it added a bit of desolation.

"It's really heartbreaking to hear." Chen Aoquan didn't look heartbreaking and was overjoyed. He was afraid that Pin'er wouldn't be able to feel what he wanted, but who knew that Pin'er was born to be Lin's material.

Zhou Heng also had a deep eyebrows and fell into a fascination, saying, "Cousin, although Pin'er's song is not so beautiful, I feel sour when I listen to it, as if something is blocking. I can't swallow it in one breath and can't spit it out. Alas... I see You Lian."

He shook his head and pulled Wen, but his face was rare solemn.

Zhou Ruo was also in deep thought, as if he was also infected by the beautiful song. Tears fell from his starry eyes, and was moved by the story in the lyrics.

I went to see the guests again. The frown song fell, but the visitors did not respond, as if they were savoring the lingering sound. After a long time, they all clamored and cheered loudly, and countless hydrangeas were thrown into the stands.
Chapter completed!