In a blink of an eye, it was the day for Wu Mei to perform.
“Bang——”, firecrackers were set off outside the door of Zuihonglou. After the setting off, Guinu Mumu greeted you with a smile, “Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Today is our Miss Weiyu and the four flower detectives performing on the same stage.
Everyone is here to support me." Before Mu Mu could finish his words, everyone had already rushed into Zuihong Mansion.
"Brother Li, what day is it today? Why is this brothel so busy?" The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a splendid white robe. From his elegant appearance, it was vaguely obvious that he must have been a handsome man in his youth.
He is the current Prime Minister Nalan Ming.
"Brother Nalan, you don't know this. Today is the day when the five beauties of Beichen perform on the same stage. I see that you have been depressed due to the loss of your beloved daughter in recent years, so I invited you to come and watch the beauties dancing, so that you can relieve your pain.
To get rid of the melancholy in my heart." The person who answered shook his head. He was also middle-aged, but he looked around curiously as if his childish innocence had not been lost. He was the former Taifu, and he is now retired and living at home.
His daughter's disappearance had nothing to do with these brothel girls, so he could relate it to Nalan Ming, who was a former classmate and friend.
Shaking his head, Nalan Ming followed his friend into the Zuihong Building.
Li Zhengshu walked to a single room on the second floor with familiarity, ordered a pot of good daughter's red, and the two of them quietly waited for the talent show to begin.
"Brother Nalan, is there no news about your niece so far?" Li Zheng also understood his old friend's anxiety. His beloved little daughter lost her mother when she was young, but she happened to encounter something like that three years ago...
Alas, I couldn't help but sigh softly for my old friend.
"No, I have asked many connections to help me find it, but there is no news. I really don't know where my daughter is now, or has been... a long time ago..." Nalan Ming still couldn't tell the last guess, and looked up.
After drinking a glass of wine, Nalan Ming began to look at the stage downstairs with depressed eyes.
"Today is our first Wu Mei debut in Zuihonglou. Please support our girls."
At this time, Qin Mei, Qi Lan, Shu Zhu, and Hua Ju, four graceful figures of bright red, sky blue, light green, and bright yellow, of different colors, walked among the flying flowers, and slowly came to the light
On the bright and dazzling stage, people danced gracefully.
The four people seem to be symbols of flowers.
The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the flowers are blooming and full of vitality.
However, the wind howled and the ice blew.
All things are depressed, and all flowers wither.
The world has fallen into a bleak and sad scene.
At this time, it is in urgent need of a capable person who can lead it through the cold wind and despair.
Yes, at this time, the Flower Goddess is here.
Nalan Luowei plays the Goddess of Flowers. It is undeniable that she is very suitable for this role.
However, what no one noticed was that at the moment Nalan Luowei appeared, at the moment Nalan Ming saw Nalan Luowei, Nalan Ming had tears in his eyes and his vision was blurred. There is no doubt that,
Now, his mood fluctuates greatly.
The flower god, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, came to the world with uncontrollable enthusiasm and vitality.
From then on, the flowers regained their vitality, and the world became a peaceful and wishful scene.
Her face is as creamy as the spring water in her sleep. Nalan Luo is slightly draped in a soft white peony veil, a meandering white plum blossom skirt that sweeps the floor, and is tied in soft smoke. She is really a bit elegant, refined, and ethereal.
This feeling is ethereal and touching. People can't help but follow the dancing posture of the Flower God. I really wish I could become the flower fairy who follows the Flower God.
As soon as the dance is over, the faint fragrance floats, the breeze blows, and there are faint fragrances in the air, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
After a slight pause, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
"The beauty is dancing, so beautiful and charming!" The old master-like person said with a trembling voice.
"Wonderful, wonderful! The dance is wonderful, and the people are even more wonderful! It really answers the saying, 'This dance can only be seen in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world'!" said a young man dressed as a business traveler.
"So far, I have seen countless dances, but I have never been as shocked as today. Others' dances are clichéd, and the performances are just performances. But Miss Weiyu and the other four flower scouts can perform in a complex
In the scene, the song "Resurgence of Hundred Flowers" was performed through dance, so vividly and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It can be said that "the movement is used to dance, and the spirit is used to move people"!" The speaker was Ma Wei, a scholar of Hanlin University.
have.
They thanked the audience, the five of them nodded slightly, and then they filed off the stage.
"Weier——", a cry was drowned in the cheers of the crowd. Nalan Ming looked at Nalan Luowei's figure fading away at a loss.
"Brother Nalan, what's wrong?" Li Zheng didn't know why. He was immersed in Ma Weiyou's appreciation.
"Brother Li, I've found it, I've found it..." Nalan Ming was so excited at this moment that he was so nervous that he couldn't even finish a sentence. The prime minister was as at a loss as a child.
"What have you found... Could it be!" Li Zheng looked confused, but after a while, he understood. Is it true or false? Brother Nalan's daughter, the apple of his eye, is actually in this brothel!? This thing sounds ridiculous to me.
"Brother Nalan, are you sure that your daughter is really in this drunken red building? It's not because you miss your daughter too much and your eyesight suddenly..." Perhaps because he felt that it was a bit cruel to say this, Li Zheng's voice became more and more serious.
Say the smaller.
"Brother Li, I won't admit my mistake, that's my Wei'er!" Nalan Ming's determined expression showed determination.