At the end of Bailian, Shen Mingzhu landed lightly, but it was not like a dull jump, but like a falling flower flying away from the branch, light and beautiful, but without that kind of sadness.
Her music is clearer, melodious and melodious, making people feel optimistic and peaceful even if they are originally in a low mood.
When she landed, she whirled around, and her skirt flew like a huge lily, white and elegant.
It gave her a liveliness like an elf.
She is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit, that's what she is like.
Her graceful movements made people think that she was not skating, but walking on flat ground, but when she kicked and jumped, the cold light of the skates on her soles could be seen.
At the beginning, her piano sound was cheerful and melodious, but after half-time, it started to take on a sad tone, like crying.
Without any prompting, a story will emerge in the audience's mind.
A lively and lovely girl, she is the elf of the ice lake and plays happily every day.
One day, she fell in love with a handsome young man, worrying about gains and losses, sometimes happy, sometimes sad.
When she learned that it was impossible to be with him, her sadness turned into blood and tears.
She said, since we love each other, why can't we stay together? Since we can't stay together, why don't we both turn into butterflies and fly away.
The historian's pen was flying, his thoughts welling up, and he was weeping while waving his brush, adding a summary to the song.
...This is an ancient and unparalleled love song on an ice lake, a butterfly song from the ancient Han dynasty, which she performed vividly.
When the song ended, no one reacted. They even thought that she would keep dancing and they would be immersed in it without waking up.
No need to wake up and face the complicated real world.
But the dream will eventually wake up.
Shen Mingzhu stood quietly holding the piano, like a white magnolia. She smiled slightly and bowed to everyone.
At this time, the audience had already forgotten about Princess Xiangxiang who worked hard to perform her superb riding skills.
When she turned around and floated away, and the pure white back disappeared from sight, the audience burst into thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.
In the stands, Xiao Xian was sitting upright, with a moving expression, lingering affection in his eyes, and a kind of affectionate tenderness in the corners of his brows and eyes.
As the figure went away, the gentleness gradually disappeared.
Chu Ting, who was standing next to him, glanced at him and said coolly: "Your Majesty, the princess is really versatile. She is not showy in ordinary times, but she can shock the whole audience at critical moments. Even the national master was shocked. Ahem, still
It’s such a gorgeous turn, hiding deep merit and fame.”
Xiao Xian smiled faintly, "The Imperial Master is over-reputed, Mingzhu is just doing things with his heart."
The corners of Chu Ting's lips couldn't help but twitch: You, you really don't blush. My master praised Shen Mingzhu, but you consider yourself Shen Mingzhu's husband and you haven't even gotten married yet.
Xiao Xian didn't care whether he had convulsions or not. Being a low-key person was sometimes not suitable for a perverse and unruly person like Chu Ting. His low-key appearance but flamboyant tone would hurt him very much.
This is the effect Xiao Xian wants to prevent Chu Ting from going too far.
Xiao Ze and the others next to him were stunned and applauded desperately.
Xiao Ze burst into tears when he saw it, and kept saying to Shen Mingfu and Xueer: "Shen Mingzhu is so awesome, so awesome!
