Qing Ning had already guessed that if Ouyang Chuanhua was to accompany her, it would never be the gentle music of "Little Bridge and Flowing Water". As she thought, as soon as the note passed, the sonorous sound followed immediately.
It's like thousands of horses galloping
Lin Meng laughed when she heard the sound of the pipa. She really didn't know whether Ouyang Chuanhua was really unintentional or did it on purpose. The sound of the strings would be really inspiring if it were used on the battlefield, and if it was used to dance, she picked up the wine glass and planned to
See how Situ Aohan can’t get off the stage
Qing Ning turned around and smiled at Ouyang Chuanhua, and suddenly jumped up, her white skirt flying, like a bird flapping its wings above the sea of clouds. Her momentum was not inferior to Ouyang Chuanhua's pipa music.
She spun in the air and landed, leaning back. As the music grew louder and louder, she already held the brush in her hand.
Every time I turn over, there is a stroke written on the white paper that seems to have no connection, but each stroke has its own meaning.
Suddenly, Ouyang Chuanhua stood up, his face solemn, and the pipa was spinning in his hand like a sword.
There had never been any practice between them, and even just now there was no real communication, just a look at each other. She suddenly seemed to know what Situ Aohan wanted.
The pipa returned to her arms again, and her fingers quickly played with the strings.
Qing Ning held the pen in one hand and took the inkstone held by the dancer next to her with the other hand. Following the music, she tapped her toes and quickly spun in front of the painting.
Ouyang Chuanhua's music made everyone present hold their breath involuntarily. Qing Ning's flying skirt and rapid rotation made their hearts clench together. They didn't even have time to see Qing Ning's face clearly. She again
Already turned around and passed by
The music stopped suddenly as if the strings were broken
Qingning was the last one to turn around and kneel down on one knee.
Behind her, among the flying catkins in the sky, a woman rises gracefully, her long skirt is flying, a spinning back, and a frozen figure who is writing.
The painting depicts the scene that everyone just saw
"Okay, what a wonderful painting-within-a-painting dance, painting within a painting, this idea is even better." Luo Yunxi said one word, and the continuous applause brought back a few people who were still immersed in the scene.
The original surprise in Luo Yunchen's eyes disappeared after he came back to his senses. As Qing Ning said, he was successfully angered by her.
Luo Yunyi looked straight at the inscription on the painting
"Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness, two places of leisurely sorrow"