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Chapter five hundred and fortieth chapter monstrous sound waves

Finally, Ruidu once again ushered in a huge crowd of people.
Of course, the situation is obviously different from when "Pearl Tears" was performed before.
When "Pearl Tears" was performed, Xiao Jing and others felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, fearing that the government would take action and ruin all their previous preparations, so even the publicity was cautious - except for the notice posted in the Mirror at the beginning,
The promotion of the second game had to rely on word of mouth among fans, and it was impossible to even create a minimum of momentum.
This time, Xiao Jing spent a lot of money.
Not only were advertisements placed in prominent locations in newspapers for several days in a row, but the performance was also held five times from the beginning to the end of the month, and the venues also covered several directions in the capital.
In addition, the performers are all well-known "top names" from all over the capital. It is difficult for this performance not to cause a craze.
Half a month ago, all the tickets were sold out.
The so-called seat tickets actually mean that tables, chairs and tea are placed in the best position in front of the stage for people to watch the performance up close. In addition, the audience can also bring their own benches or stand nearby to watch without paying a penny.
Although Xiao Jing was well prepared for the enthusiasm of the people, when he came to the scene in person that afternoon, he was still shocked by the sight before him:
The fan-shaped area starting from the stage is densely packed with people!
Except for the seating areas protected by dedicated personnel, other places can be described as "crowded shoulder to shoulder". The flow of people during the annual Lantern Festival or temple fairs cannot be compared with this.
What's more, several big trees in the venue were full of people. Seeing the swaying branches of the trees, Xiao Jing had to ask someone to get a few people down to avoid any accidents.
At noon, the performance started on time with the sound of gongs and drums.
The first scene that appeared in front of them surprised many viewers who had been looking forward to it:
Why was it a young man and woman who took the stage first?
According to common sense, shouldn't the madams of each family make an appearance together and praise their girls first, and then start the talent show?
"Hello everyone, audience."
The people on the stage were announcing the curtain, but there were more and more whispers in the audience. Gradually, the sounds merged into an annoying "buzzing" sound, so that the audience who were a little further away from the stage could not hear what was being said.
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The other three judges were a little uneasy, but Xiao Jing sat on the judges' table leisurely and contentedly, without any sign of urgency.
"Now, please enjoy the first program - the dance "Zhuang Zai, Da Rui"!"
What?
When the host said this, all the discussions below finally died down, because everyone was stunned.
What kind of show is this?
Since it is a group of graceful beauties performing, shouldn't the dance style be a light singing and dancing accompaniment of the charming music, so that people can feel the romance of romance while admiring the beautiful figures and flying eyes?
Soon, the dancers on the stage revealed the mystery for people.
There were no colorful costumes - twenty female dancers wearing soft armor-like coats and holding props, Changge, ran onto the stage.
At this time, some smart people acted like they "suddenly realized it".
What, isn’t it just a war dance?
This is not the first time this thing has appeared in people's eyes - as early as thousands of years ago, such dances appeared in the palace; in later generations, this type of dance gradually became popular, with more than 20 names and tunes alone.
Occasionally, similar performances can be seen at large gatherings, and at the most exciting moments, the singing and singing by literati are indispensable.
As for the dancers, they can be men or women - the former is powerful, while the latter is elegant and graceful, and can dance with completely different tastes.
Some knowledgeable people were a little disappointed, while other spectators watched with gusto. After all, those heroic and valiant women had a different charm than usual. No matter how strong their appearance was, they could not hide the tenderness in their movements.
Just as people in the audience were commenting on the dance performances, the music on the stage suddenly changed.
The pipa played suddenly picked up the rhythm, and the dance on the stage no longer had the usual calmness and neat formation:
The woman holding the flag was originally rushing to the front, but after a whistle, she suddenly took two steps back and fell on the stage.
When she fell, even at the last moment, she still held on to the flagpole in her arms to keep Darui's flag standing.
Soon, the people behind took the flag from her hands, and the woman holding the flag smiled and closed her eyes.
The group of people continued to charge forward for half a circle, and the sound of horses neighing could be heard from behind the stage.
At this time, the dancers waved their changge, as if they were fighting with someone; soon, some people fell sadly, but the remaining people were still struggling to move forward, even if they were struggling.
Even the fallen people have different appearances:
Some people supported the ground with one hand and scratched the ground with their other elbow, continuing to keep moving forward;
Someone has completely fallen to the ground, but the Changge in his hand is still thrusting forward with force;
There was another person rolling on the ground, her face was filled with soaring anger, and her mouth was so big that she seemed to be biting something...
"What's this?"
"Why is it different from the previous war dances?"
"Why do they look like they are fighting? What are they talking about? Are they talking about the battle with Beihu?"
Some people in the audience who had noticed the clues were already whispering, but more people were completely immersed in the dance.
What's more, some people have quietly wiped away tears.
Since the founding of Dari, there have been constant conquests with Beihu, and countless relatives have died on the battlefield. The scenes on the stage reminded these people of their long-dead old people - when they saw these scenes, they seemed to see
The scene where relatives risked their lives and poured out their blood, and saw the figures who fought hard to death and remained unyielding.
This is Darui’s bravery!
Suddenly, the music backstage became much quieter, and then a group of people shouted in a loud male voice:
"God bless me and grant me a warrior! I will be ready to protect my country! One man sacrifices, and all families live in peace! I have strong ambitions, and my loyal soul will last forever..."
Now, everyone understood what was being performed on the stage.
The dance on the stage is still continuing, but most of the dancers have fallen down. The few remaining ones are still "fighting bloody battles", but it is only a matter of time before they fall.
Finally, a somewhat messy but identical voice sounded from the audience. It was people reading the eulogy following the male voice.
When the last dancer collapsed, everyone at the scene stood up straight, and the chanting of "God bless you, give me a warrior!" finally merged into a sound that could be heard from ten miles away.
Xiao Jing, who stood with his head held high, smiled.
There are tragic and generous songs here, and there are high-spirited war dances, but there are no decadent sounds that kill the soul, and there are no despicable women who can only entertain people with sex!
Chapter completed!
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