"Haha, Hao, do I dance well? It turns out that I also have a talent for dancing." Hearing Hao's praise, An Ying raised her lips narcissistically, and her whole body was as light as a butterfly dancing among the flowers.
"nice!"
That picture is the most beautiful picture in his eyes, and he will never tire of looking at it for several lifetimes...
The piano art competition is still in full swing.
Regardless of identity or status, all based on true ability, the most capable will come first. This is an opportunity provided to those with low status but who are rich in talent.[
When it came to the final finals, the entire imperial city was in a state of excitement.
The top three are all musicians selected from a million, one female and two male. One of them is Guo Fu, the second son of the chief music officer in the palace. The other male and female are from the folk, namely Beichen Mo and Lin Ziyou.
On the day of the Qinyi Ultimate PK Competition, the wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly, and the Biyue Lakeside was bustling with activity.
Although the piano art competition was An Ying's idea, it was not her turn to get involved in the actual implementation, so she could only disguise herself and look around in the crowd with Xiao Le.
Today, a temporary stage was set up on the grass beside Biyue Lake.
At the bottom left of the stage, there are fifteen tables and chairs arranged side by side, symbolically separated by red silk. It is said that this is the referee's seat. Those who can sit there are senior musicians with high qualifications, who have already reached the age of retirement.
On the lower right side of the stage, there are tables and chairs placed every five steps. Counting them down, there are three in total, which are prepared for the contestants.
The piano art competition was quite particular. Before the opening ceremony, there were special female waitresses performing on the stage, and several big-name prostitutes from the imperial city performed dances, attracting many dignitaries and wealthy young men.
Xiao Le poked his head, his eyes always staying in the competition area, as if he was attracted by something interesting.
"Mom, do you think that man is handsome?" She pointed with her little finger at the elegant man sitting in the competition seat. The man was wearing a dark black robe. There was no expression on his handsome face, but he was fascinated.
Don't open your eyes.
An Ying followed Xiao Le's gaze and said, "He is quite handsome, but not as handsome as your father."
After seeing too many handsome guys, An Ying's vision has been cultivated for a long time, and now she doesn't react much when seeing other handsome guys.
"Dad has already married a famous woman, and this one is also very handsome. Mom, let him win the first prize and be our master. Xiao Le likes him." After hearing this, Xiao Le's little mouth curled up, thinking, Dad will never do it again.