"Come on, let's start drawing fans!"

On the stage, as soon as Guo Degang opened the fan in his hand, the melodious sound of the three-stringed instrument next to him could be heard.

As soon as the sound of the Sanxian Er comes out, if you like it, you really like it. This instrument has a louder volume, a rich tone, and a greater range of changes!

Therefore, it can be matched with many folk arts, and it is also good to listen to, not to mention Zhou Hang's ability is not small.

It's really comfortable to hear.

But there was no time to appreciate this three-stringed children’s note.

A group of actors behind Guo Degang began to get restless.

Especially Qi Yuncheng and the others, they had to sing afterwards, so after looking at each other, they simply adjusted their positions.

Try to stand in the middle so that you can get better later.

But Shaobing was not worried at all, and even clapped his hands gently along with the sound of Sanxianer.

After patting and patting, the first verse of Master’s fan painting came out.

"Yangliuqing in the west of Tianjing City~~

There is a beautiful woman named Bai Xiuying~~"

After the two sentences came out, the audience became quieter because they sounded really good.

Yu Qian next to him felt the same way. He looked at his old partner throughout the whole process. After so many years, he naturally admired his voice.

Guo Degang noticed the atmosphere and was happy at this moment, and continued to sing: "You are good at describing and painting~~

This beauty is in the 19th winter~~

Skillful hands and good looks~~

It’s famous from east to west, north and south~~”

Everyone and Su: "It's famous in the east, west, north and south~"

"It looks like it's mid-April~~

There is no cold wind in April~~

The second lady has set up a dragon gate array on a high building~~

Holding a fan in hand and smiling~~

Goryeo is full of life~~

I drew a fan to show my talent~~"

"Draw a fan to show your talent~~"

Everyone met Su Wan again, and the first one to come up was Dalin, but his whole heart was in his throat.

My face turned a bit pale!

Because he was singing from his own father, how could he feel no pressure?

However, acting on instinct, his legs still moved forward step by step, and then came to the middle microphone between his father and master.

As soon as the sound of the string comes.

After nervously holding the microphone, the accent came out of his mouth.

"This fan painting depicts the city of Yanjing~~

The city of Yanjing is really majestic~~

Seven inside, eight outside, four imperial cities~~"

"Huh???"

When the third sentence came out, Qi Yuncheng, the biscuit next to him, clapped his hands and raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and spoke to others subconsciously.

"Is this wrong?"

Qi Yuncheng looked at Dalin's back and felt helpless. It seemed that the tension could not be relieved. But for a moment, he also blamed himself. Shouldn't he tell them that the master would be angry?

In that case, will the pressure be less?

At this time, Dalin could also notice it, but the sentence had already been sung, so he could only bite the bullet and continue.

"Nine doors and one bell~~

Three Palaces and Six Courtyards Painting the Imperial Court~~

Civil and military officials lined up the west and the east~~"

After singing three lines, Guo Degang's expression was a little moved. He knew that his son was wrong, and even because of that wrong line, the following points were a little out of tune.

So I quickly helped and Su got up.

"Civil and military officials line up the west and the east~~"

After this correction, everyone talked to Su again.

Then Dalin went down silently.

Don't dare to stay longer.

After getting down, the Shaobing was still clapping and the Sanxian continued to play, but the next second, Qi Yuncheng pushed the Shaobing hard.

Say something softly.

"You have lost your memory. It's your turn, and you're still clapping here."

"Ah? Oh! Yes, yes, yes!"

Shaobing suddenly took a big breath, and when he finished taking it and walked over to the microphone, the sound of the sound was almost there.

But where does he care about that?

Sing directly with your own voice.

"This picture shows a son who is filial to Sun Xian~~

Zhong Ziqi chops firewood and does not want to be a high official~~

Yu Boya smashed the qin and was a close friend~~"

Tune out three sentences.

Qi Yuncheng really had nothing to say. He just made a mistake and missed the string, and he sang very fast.

And knowing that Shaobing was sung, Zhou Hang at the edge of the stage could also hear it, so he quickly dialed it up a few minutes.

It’s just a catch-up, it’ll be fine once you catch up.

But when he was about to catch up with Shaobing, Shaobing's mouth suddenly became a little faster.

Then Zhou Hang chased after him again.

Back and forth.

The entire section of "Shaobing" was not played on the strings, and it almost turned into a rap!

Even now, Guo Degang's face is so beautiful. He didn't move even while listening to the music. I don't know what this singing is about.

Needless to say, the audience in the audience can understand the awkward feeling of the strings and lyrics not being together, even if they don’t know how to sing.

So there are some words.

"Did the sesame cakes have the wrong blend?"

"Yes, the key is not just to enter the wrong key, but also to speak at such a speed, my dear, I have to catch the train to Northeast China!"

"Hahaha! Didn't you realize that Dalin also sang wrong just now?"

"Seven Emperors City Four Inside and Nine Outside became Eight Emperors City Four Inside and Seven Outside!"

"I'll go, it seems like this is really the case."

……

After dozens of seconds, Shaobing finally reached the end of the song: Wang Xiang saved his mother Gaonian by sleeping on the ice.

After singing, he went down in ashes.

After he went down, it was Xiaobai Zhang Helun who was going to take the stage. While he was there for a long time, Qi Yuncheng didn't give too many instructions.

But Luan Yunping had something to say. After all, he saw that the master's expression on the stage was a bit wrong, so he softly said, "Remember, don't sing wrong."

"Okay, don't worry!"

The two of them were talking while the sesame cakes were coming down, so they didn’t waste much time. Zhang Helun passed by in just one or two steps.

When he arrived at his location, he briefly touched the microphone.

After Zhou Hang returned to his normal voice, he held his head high and amplified his voice confidently.

"This pair of fans is so strong in the north wind~~"

In the first sentence, Zhang Helun sang loudly.
To be continued...