""Tang Palace Feast"? I've participated."

Hearing Ao Ye's words, Yu Jinghong liked him so much and didn't know how to answer them.

It was the Tang Palace, the palace of the Tang Dynasty, and the place where the emperor lived.

Moreover, it can be called a feast, which is naturally a banquet for the emperor to entertain important guests... Even if you live in the Tang Dynasty, you cannot be qualified to attend such a banquet, right?

Besides, how could you, a sunny and handsome modern beauty, live in the Tang Dynasty? Are you immortal?

However, Ao Ye put on a confident and calm expression that was natural and natural... He was not joking, he really thought he had participated in "The Feast of the Tang Palace".

This makes people even more unacceptable.

Not only Yu Jinghong couldn't answer, but Ye Na and a dozen girls who had been around and eavesdropping on them all over the place who wanted to inquire about Ao Ye and Yu Jinghong's personal relationship also widened their eyes.

"This Ao Ye...is indeed the same as the legendary one..."

"Will the Tang Palace he mentioned is... the Tang Dynasty City never sleeps? It is a tourist attraction in Chang'an."

"It should be there, there are also various programs in the Tang Dynasty City that never sleeps. He should have seen "The Night Banquet of the Tang Palace" there..."

"That's right, what are you thinking? Do you think Ao Ye was a time traveler from the Tang Dynasty? A psychopath..."

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Ye Na saw the atmosphere a little awkward and said with a smile: "Since Ao Ye has seen someone else's version of "Tang Palace Night Banquet", let him evaluate it. Is it yours or what you have seen before..."

"Yes, yes..." Yu Jinghong finally reacted and said with a crisp voice: "Let's perform again so that Ao Ye can compare the whole. If there is any problem with the music, or if the music does not match the dance content at that time... Ao Ye can also point it out in time. If you only listen to the music, it will be difficult for him to have an intuitive feeling."

"Okay, okay. Ao Ye has danced a sword for us, and we also danced a dance for Ao Ye..."

"Ao Yewujian is so handsome. I feel like we have lost..."

"Ao Ye shows the beauty of masculinity, we show the beauty of femininity of women... Is it good to feel different?"

"Ao Ye wasn't feminine enough when he danced his sword? Is it better to be even more women than us women?"

"Are you looking for trouble..."

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The girls watched Ao Ye laughing and jokingly. Obviously, they were all happy to have more communication or communication with boys like Ao Ye.

Yu Jinghong clapped his hands, signaled everyone to calm down, and said, "We're starting."

Yu Jinghong is responsible for the choreography and music of the dance "The Feast of the Tang Palace", so she is also the leader of these girls and the core figure of the dance.

Under her leadership, a group of young and beautiful girls started performing in palace outfits. The dance was elegant and elegant, the music was beautiful and cheerful, and it was indeed very stylish as a palace night banquet.

At the end of the show, Yu Jinghong's cheeks were slightly red, and there were already fine beads of sweat on his forehead. They were crisp and undulating. The palace dress's collar was white and rustling, and the eyebrow was so white that it was very eye-catching.

She is the leader of the dance and is also responsible for blowing the sound while dancing, so it is extremely physically exhausting.

The other little girls were not much better. Some were full of red glow, some were panting, and some were wide open in the front...

Only Ye Na helped this person tie her belt and pull the thigh from time to time, so as not to get a cheaper pervert on the scene.

Everyone stared at Ao Ye with wide eyes, waiting for his praise with anticipation.

Yu Jinghong looked at Ao Ye and asked softly: "How is it?"

She has confidence in her choreography and her music, and she has extremely strong confidence in herself.

No matter who stands before her, she has the confidence to accept their review and appreciation.

However, when the person was Ao Ye, she was still a little nervous.

Because she knew that this guy had indeed entered the house in terms of music. That hole Xiaoqu still lingers in her ears all the time, and he forced himself into her dreams several times.

More importantly, this guy doesn't play according to common sense...

"It's not bad." Ao Ye nodded in agreement.

"yeah!"

The girls exclaimed and received Ao Ye's recognition, as if the program had been selected.

Only Yu Jinghong had a light smile on his face, gently tucked his long hair soaked in sweat, and his red lips were so beautiful. He looked at Ao Ye and asked, "It's not bad...it proves that there is still room for improvement, right?"

Ao Ye nodded and said, "There is still a lot of room for improvement."

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The girls couldn't laugh anymore.

There is still a saying "a lot of room for improvement" sounds like a praising person, but it is actually a belittlement of people.

Who has the greatest room for improvement? Can a 90-point test have more room for improvement than a zero-point test?

"Ao Ye, our performance won't be very bad, right? I think it's pretty good..."

"Yes, I feel so beautiful when I dance myself..."

"Ao Ye may be talking about musical matters...Ao Ye's Xiao Chuan is so good..."

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Yu Jinghong looked at Ao Ye, with a graceful and calm manner, and said, "We invite you here just to hear your suggestions. You can raise any questions directly if you think there is a problem."

Ao Ye nodded and said, "First of all, tell me about your Xiao Qu. The song you chose is "Spring Xiao Yin"?"

"Yes." Yu Jinghong nodded and said. "Spring Night Inspiration" was a song that was often played in court banquets in ancient times. She believed that the song she chose was correct.

"First, the three tones you played "Spring Xiao Yin" were wrong." Ao Ye spoke bluntly and criticized him in the face.

Yu Jinghong's face changed slightly. Ao Ye could say that she was not professional enough, her breath was not stable enough, or her emotions were not deep enough. However, she said that the tone she was playing was wrong...

This is not a guide, but a heavy hammer.

Yu Jinghong is responsible for the music of the entire dance. His own Xiao Yin is wrong. Do other people's music have problems?

Will the entire team feel less trust in her? It collapses from the foundation.

Sure enough, everyone's eyes when they looked at Yu Jinghong were filled with surprise and doubt.

"The teacher is wrong? Are we students... learning right?"

"I played according to the music score." Yu Jinghong explained out loud, and when he spoke, he ran over to get the music score back.

Ao Ye didn't care what others were thinking, nor did he reach out to pick up the music score handed over by Yu Jinghong. Instead, he looked at Yu Jinghong and said, "Is this the version of Ma Daizhi? Since the Song Dynasty, "Spring Xiao Yin" has gone awry. The real "Spring Xiao Yin" has three upscalings, using the low Xiao Yin to blow out a cheerful and bright spring night..."

Ao Ye reached out to Yu Jinghong, and Yu Jinghong handed over the music score of "Spring Night Inspiration" in his hand.

"Xiao." Ao Ye said.

"Ah? Oh..." Yu Jinghong quickly handed Xiao in his hand over.

Ao Ye put Xiao to his mouth and then blew it gently.

Yu Jinghong blushed when he saw it.

She had just blown this Xiao, and her saliva might still be covered with...

"It should be like this." Ao Ye looked at Yu Jinghong's increasingly beautiful face and thought to himself, this girl's physical fitness is not good. After resting for so long, why is her face getting redder and redder? "Does it feel better? It's more in line with the theme of "Spring Night"? If the breath of spring cannot be blown out, what is it called "Spring Night"? Is it?"

"Ah?" Yu Jinghong looked confused. He was just shy and imaginative, and didn't notice the tune that Ao Ye played. His little face seemed to be stained with blood, and his voice was glutinous, and he whispered: "Can you blow it again? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

"Okay, listen carefully." Ao Ye raised Xiao Chuan again.

Experts will know if there is any one.

Ao Ye did not play the whole song, but only played the tones that he felt had changed. However, even so, Yu Jinghong still felt Ao Ye's deep Xiao Yi.

More like Ao Ye said, if the tone is raised up, the whole song will be more cheerful and lively, and it will be closer to the theme of "Spring Night".

"Spring is here, everything is reviving, and the animals are now mating season..."

You must present the atmosphere of revival of everything.

Yu Jinghong's eyes were bright and he said, "I understand how to do it. After your changes, this song "Chunxiao Yin" is indeed much better."

"It's not my change, it's the version used by the palace in the Tang Dynasty. Later, Ma Daizhi recorded a few wrong tones, which influenced generations of blowjobs..." Ao Ye said.

"Wow, Ao Ye is so awesome."

"Ao Ye is so knowledgeable. He even knows what the version used in the palace in the Tang Dynasty... He must have read a lot of books..."

"He is handsome, talented, and likes to read... but unfortunately he is someone else's boyfriend..."

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Ao Ye ignores other people's rainbow farts. After all, if he pays attention to it, he will be looked down upon by others.

Ao Ye looked at Yu Jinghong and said, "You try playing it."

While speaking, Ao Ye returned Xiao from his hand to Yu Jinghong.

Yu Jinghong has a cleanliness obsessiveness. She usually uses something that others have used. She has to wipe it over and over again with a disinfectant tissue.

However, the moment she took Xiao into her hand, she hesitated a little, and finally couldn't stand the temptation of kissing Ao Ye. She gave up the idea of ​​wiping and disinfecting, calmed down a little, found the emotional state she wanted, and then put Xiao on her lips and blew it gently.

Sure enough, this time it feels much better than before.

"Blow again." Ao Ye said with a smile: "Try to lengthen the third tail sound slightly."
To be continued...