"Clothes, this is what they have to do," Qi Youer and Yan Hao sat on a table. Several people in the distance were practicing dancing. They had already had a lot of souls. They all rely on these paintings that were fake and real, especially Qi Zuoer,
She was simply the soul of the flying dance. Whether it was movements, expressions, or eyes, she had surpassed herself.
At first, this dance was really hard and tiring, but as they practiced, these dancers became interested, just because they had never seen this dance in their lives. Not only did the dance beauties, but they were still as skewed as if they were just as beautiful as they were.
Shocking red, graceful as fairy, really makes people look like a mirror of immortals. Not to mention the dancing people, even the people watching are amazed to the point of being indescribable.
Tinglan rubbed his eyes, "Good, I'm convinced."
Ting Yu nodded, as if he agreed to Ting Lan's words, it was rare that he would have the same feelings as his younger brother who was not smart.
"Now is the beginning," Qi Youer heard their voices and gently raised the corners of her lips, 'When they really danced, they would know how beautiful the stage was."
"Well, by the way," she lowered her head again, as if she was distracted, but she met Yan Hao's eyes that were staring. She quickly turned her face away, and she didn't dare to look at it again. She looked at what she did.
It's not good-looking, and it's dark.
She coughed softly, and at the same time she changed her mind and began to talk about the topic.
"Where did we just talk about it?" She lowered her head and looked at her hands, trying not to look at Yan Hao as much as possible, and also tried hard to restrain her excessively distributed mind.
"Clothes," Yan Hao reminded her
"By the way, clothes," Qi Youer took a picture and pointed to the clothes worn by the characters in the painting. "I want to make this kind of clothes. The more elegant it is, the better. I will have the pattern on it.
The drawing is bigger."
"Yeah, yes," Yan Hao stretched out his hand and gently stroked the drawing paper. "I will find the best weaver girl and a garment master to come to the mansion. All of these must be done secretly to avoid any extraneous things."
Qi Youer also agreed. This dance is their secret weapon, and if people know it, then there is no mystery. She has to rely on this to make a bad guy.
Another important point is that Qi Youer remembered something. She forgot the most important thing. She took her pen and drew it under the paper. Soon after, she put the paper on it.
In front of Yan Hao, "I want to ask the iron master to help you with one. The best one can be connected to the garden plate below and make it into a lotus shape."
The hand she drew was the torture instrument of Feitian Dance, which was put on her feet to fix her feet. She didn't want extra-disciplined technology. To put it bluntly, ancient technology was really too backward, which made her unable to believe
So the best and safest thing is to directly make this and the disc below one dead, and even if something happens, it will be out of nothing.
Yan Hao took it over and took it to Ting Yu who was standing aside, "You can do this."
"Yes, young master," Tingyu took the page of paper. He looked at the things in the painting. It was a very strange thing. Why did it look like a torture instrument? Although there were many questions, he had never talked less.
After asking more questions, he just hugged Yan Hao and turned around and had already done it.
Now the clothes, jewelry and props are all ready. They have everything, but they only need the east wind. The east wind she mentioned is Qi Zuoer and the others. No matter how good, useful, and beautiful these things are, if there is no qualified dance.
That's all in vain.
She keeps this sentence in mind when everything is people-oriented.
Qi Zuoer finished her last move and wiped the sweat from her face. She nodded her head with satisfaction. She thought she was very satisfied with her performance. Before this, she thought her dance was already considered awesome.
There is, but compared with the people in the palace, it is more than a little different. The women in the palace and what Qi Youer taught can be said to be a difference between heaven and earth. She is already sure that as long as she is like this
The dance appears in front of the emperor, so why worry about not getting the emperor's attention?
She saw Qi You'er coming, and then happily greeted her, "You'er, how do you feel I'm dancing?"
"Okay," Qi Youer said honestly, it's good, very good.
"So, are we practicing well?" Qi Zuoer continued to wipe the sweat on her face. Although it was hard, she was also happy. Of course, she also had unhidden satisfaction in her eyes.
"Okay?" Qi You'er blinked, "Sister, you're thinking too simple. This is just the beginning."
Qi You'er was froze there, what was the beginning? She looked at the obvious sympathy on Qi You'er's face and couldn't help but fight a cold war. She soon knew where Qi You'er's sympathy came from.
Here comes.
On this day, a dozen big men were carrying something strange. They were made of pig iron. There were lotus plates with many iron pillars on them. I don’t know what it was, but they looked very similar.
Torture instruments.
When Qi Youer heard that her props were coming, she had to go and see them without even having food. As a result, she had just taken a step and saw a hand stretching out in front of her.
"Take it and eat it," Yan Hao walked over, holding a piece of dessert in his hand, which was her favorite food.
"Thank you," Qi Youer grabbed the snack and was about to go out. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped.
"Well, do you want to go together?" She said embarrassedly, because she forgot the man in front of her. The prop can be said to be built by him. If you look at it, it should be his first place.
.
"Let's go together," Yan Hao's face had a breeze-like smile. He walked forward and stood beside Qi You'er, which made Qi You'er unnatural.
"Let's go," Yan Hao started first, Qi Youer followed with a small step. The two of them were one on the left and one on the right. Although they were of different heights, they were unexpectedly harmonious.
After they arrived, there were already a bunch of women around the disc, including Qi Zuoer.
"You'er, what is this?" Qi You'er frowned slightly, feeling very confused about the strange thing in front of him.
"Torture instruments," Qi Youer answered very seriously. His seriousness made Qi Zuoer get goose bumps. What is this torture instrument? Why does she feel her heart feel a little oozing.
Qi You'er walked forward and stood on the platform. She clapped her hands and asked the woman who was confused below to pay attention to her.
"Look at me, this is what you use to perform. It can be said that if there is no such thing, then the dance will only have 30% at most. Believe me, as long as you persist, you will definitely make a big splash."
What she said was very simple, very easy, because she was not a dancer. Those people put one foot into the iron circle, so that one foot was fixed, and only one foot could move.
Let’s not talk about it, but also have to make various difficult movements. Sometimes, one of their legs is swollen after a day, which is really painful.