As he said that, under the surprise gaze of the girl and everyone, Wang Zheng waved at the boat from afar: "Come on the zheng!"

With Wang Zheng waved his hand, the dragon-capturing and crane control and the causal transformation were integrated with each other, and a guzheng flew out along the window of the boat.

Wang Zheng lightly tapped under his feet, walked on the waves, and instantly arrived at the bow of the boat.

After putting down the guzheng and doing it, Wang Zheng slid his hands, and suddenly, a sound similar to that of Jiangnan, made the entire Xinghang City residents agree from the bottom of their hearts.

Accompanied by the sound of the Guzheng, Wang Zheng spoke gently:

"The plain embryo outlines blue and white, and the pen tip turns to light. The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

Wang Zheng, who was playing the guzheng, slowly looked up and looked at the girl who spoke for him to sing. Isn’t the girl’s light pink makeup as attractive as a peony?

Countless eyes followed Wang Zheng and looked at the girl with light makeup, which made the girl blush.

"Ran Ran Sandalwood penetrated through the window, and I knew what I was thinking. I put half of the pen on the rice paper."

Inside the boat, the lingering sandalwood fragrance lingers through the windows. Wang Zheng's lyrics made everyone cheer.

Where does sandalwood come from? Whose thought? The lyrics seem to have a lot of meanings.

At this time, the boat came over under the influence of a stream of water. Inside the tent, in front of the small table, and between the sandalwood fragrance, looking at Wang Zheng who sang the thoughts on the bow of the boat, Li Xueqi didn't know what she thought of, and immediately smiled.

It was a smile that made West Lake feel sad, beautiful and natural.

However, at this moment, Wang Zheng's next song continued to sing: "The glaze color renders the charm of the lady's pictures is hidden privately, and your sweet smile is like a bud. A wisp of your beauty drifts away, and goes to a place where I can't go."

Opposite Li Xueqi, Xiaoqing heard this, and turned her eyes and pinched several magic tricks in her hand. Suddenly, the lotus leaves on the West Lake were boundless and green, and the pink lotus buds that were about to bloom took out buds.

What a familiar scene.

More than ten years ago, in order to make her laugh, the tall man stirred up fireflies in the sky for her. More than ten years later, for her sweet smile, some people sang and some people yelled the lotus flowers all over the lake.

Before he knew it, Li Xueqi opened her heart again when she was moved by the scene, like a innocent girl watching all this with her clear eyes.

The blue smoke curled, and there was a handsome man singing on the bow of the boat. The blue waves were bursting, and there were several lotus flowers in bud. Everyone was watching, and thousands of flowers by the lake roared for her.

For a moment, Li Xueqi just watched all this and was immersed in it.

The enthusiasm of the crowd was completely mobilized. In the studio, looking at Xiaoqing with a clever look, Di Shitian smiled and said, "I am here to help you."

At the right time, Wang Zheng's singing continued.

"The sky is blue and waiting for mist and rain, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from cooking is rising, thousands of miles across the river. I engraved the clerical scripts at the bottom of the bottle to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty, and I will be the foreshadowing of meeting you."

Listening to this sentence, the handsome Indra Tian waved his sleeves and a ripples appeared in the space. The scene of the villages and towns around Xinghang City in the distance was reflected in the space and appeared above the West Lake.

The clouds are green and the rain is about to rain, and the water is calm and smoke is generated. There are six or seven pavilions and eight or nine wooden houses below. The smoke from cooking is rising in the illusion, like a dream, making people unable to see whether it is the real smoke or the sandalwood and green smoke floating out of the boat.

Just one sentence is foreshadowed by me to meet you, singing so many memories of encounters.

Indra Shitian smiled and watched the crowd immersed in it, and the first encounter sounded unconsciously. Xiaoqing seemed to have thought of the same story. In the boat, through the window, he gave Indra Shitian anger.

Some people burst into tears, some people looked at each other with memories, and some people were in a crowd of people, looking at each other with their eyes in a heart-to-heart relationship.

This is the power of music. Without too many movements and expressions, you can use words and sounds to penetrate into people's hearts and resonate with people.

"The sky blue is waiting for the mist and rain, and I am waiting for you. The moonlight is salvaged and it makes the ending disappear."

Wang Zheng's voice continued to resound throughout West Lake and even the entire Xinghang City.

It seemed to be liberating his nature. Li Xueqi smiled like a simple child. With Wang Zheng's God of Songs, she stretched out a finger. With her finger, the entire West Lake suddenly became dark, with stars, just like the little light insects cruising on the reeds that night. A full moon shines brightly and hangs high in the sky.

The water is shimmering, and above the reflection of the bright moon, the boat is waving, dizzying the bright moon.

Wang Zheng looked at such a vision, a faint smile shaved from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Li Xueqi, and met Li Xueqi's interesting and intriguing gaze.

Wang Zheng shook his head slightly, looked directly at Li Xueqi, and continued to sing: "Like the blue and white porcelain passed down from generation to generation, you look beautiful, your eyes are smiling."

The two looked at each other, accompanied by the guzheng, and a tacit understanding rose inexplicably.

That was a tacit understanding after encounters and experiences.

Plop, dong!

As if they felt the coolness of the moonlight, several fish jumped out of the lake and then fell back into the water with a thud. The sudden sound broke the silent tacit understanding of each other. The two looked at each other and smiled, and Wang Zheng continued to sing.

"The white and green koi are leaping at the bottom of the bowl, but when copying the Song Dynasty signature, I am thinking about you. The secret you have hidden in the kiln for thousands of years is extremely delicate like an embroidery needle falling to the ground."

In the studio, the little fox's eyes flashed, he pulled Mrs. Lahu's sleeve, and looked at Indra in envy and cast the spell: "Mom, I want to play too."

Mrs. Hu had a rare gentle look and rubbed the little fox's head: "If you want to play, go, but don't make trouble."

"Yeah!" The little fox nodded obediently, then she placed a palm in front of her mouth and blew it gently, and a pink mist filled her.

I don’t know which family’s mansion was remembered by the little fox, and now I transformed it with my magic power.

I saw a door with mottled door knockers suddenly appeared next to the small boat that was swept through the reflection of the bright moon. The banana leaves in front of the door were frowning and the leaves shed tears.

This scene naturally made the audience's mood surge!

Someone shouted: "Look, that's my home!"

Some people also looked depressed: "I have lived to a dog, but I am not as old as a little girl."

Wang Zheng felt something and blinked at the little fox. The little fox immediately smiled like a flower. At the same time, Wang Zheng's singing continued.

"The banana leaves outside the fence caused a sudden rain and the door knocker made a copper green, and I passed by the small town in Jiangnan and provoked you. In the ink-splashing landscape painting, you were hidden from the depths of the ink color."

After singing here, Wang Zheng paused, glanced at the entire West Lake, and said softly: "Blue and white porcelain, have you learned it?"

"Learn!" The answer to Wang Zheng was the tsunami.

Wang Zheng was neither sad nor happy, and pointed to the Guzheng continuously: "The sky was blue and waiting for mist and rain, you sang!"

"And I'm waiting for you."

"The smoke from cooking stoves rises, thousands of miles across the river."

A chorus of hundreds of thousands of people! A chorus of hundreds of thousands of people is seen!

The sound gathered, immersing the entire Xinghang City in a unique tenderness.

As if infected by such emotions, Xiaoqing and Li Xueqi both walked out of the tent, sat on the edge of the boat, and let the clear lake water flow through their feet.

The appearance of the two goddesses undoubtedly pushed the atmosphere to another climax.

With a handful of water and moon in his hand, Li Xueqi smiled and raised the water splash all over the sky, and sang softly: "The moonlight was salvaged and the ending was faint."

Wang Zheng looked at her unexpectedly, and then his heart moved. The true energy was stirring up, and the heaven and earth resonated. It was clearly a sing, but Li Xueqi's voice overwhelmed hundreds of thousands of people.

A woman like Li Xueqi, who is so beautiful as the god of heaven and earth, has an unspeakable magical voice. As soon as she opened her mouth, she clearly had no magic power or spiritual consciousness, but it made the moonlight in the whole world brighten.

The moonlight is so bright that the West Lake looks like the fairy lake in the Moon Palace. And Li Xueqi is the fairy in the Moon Palace, who comes to the mortal world with a smile.

In the studio, seeing her sister performing like this, Li Ruofeng suddenly laughed, her laughter getting louder and louder, but because she did not use her magic power, she was drowned in the crowd.

But anyone can see that this genius of the world is a rare love!

Beautiful in one's own mind, but that's it.

Looking at Li Xueqi, who was shrouded in soft moonlight, Wang Zheng exclaimed in his heart. Then he stopped speaking, focused on playing the guzheng, allowing Li Xueqi to sing.

"The sky is blue and waiting for mist and rain, and I am waiting for you. The smoke from cooking is rising, thousands of miles across the river. I engraved the clerical scripts at the bottom of the bottle to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty, and I will be the foreshadowing of meeting you."

Wang Zheng's actions were naturally not concealed by Li Xueqi in the fourth-level Nascent Soul stage, but she did not object, but continued to sing softly with a smile on her eyes, looking at Wang Zheng from time to time with deep eyes.

Especially that sentence for the foreshadowing of meeting you, it really contains thousands of words.

Li Xueqi lead singer, sang by hundreds of thousands of people.

A blue and white porcelain resounds throughout Xinghang City. In this song, countless gentle memories are touched.

The once unintentional encounter, the unconscious understanding, and the extremely ordinary stay together all became gentle in this chorus.

Under the moonlight, some people cried and some laughed, but there was no monk who should have looked like.

Countless figures snuggled together unknowingly, their eyes full of tenderness. Some people were walking towards another person in the crowd. At this moment, the courage seemed endless...

This is the power of music. Music will inadvertently touch your soul. It is a feeling that cannot be expressed, or moved, or understood. These are things that we cannot usually obtain in other people's languages, and music can be done so simply.

Today, the entire Xinghang City is destined to be a gentle and sleepless day. It is just because of this blue and white porcelain.

Several years later, musical styles such as Jiangnan and blue and white porcelain were also popular throughout the world. Because they originated from Xinghang City, such musical styles were gradually called Xinghang Style by the world.

It is also because of Wang Zheng's songs, Wang Zheng's Legend of the White Snake, and Xinghang City, an inconspicuous small town in the northern part, that has become a place that countless people are obsessed with.
Chapter completed!