Chapter 48 Fairy Dance Music, Qin Cheng became suspicious and sang a song to cheer up
Chapter 48 Fairy Dance, Qin Cheng becomes suspicious and sings a song to cheer up (please collect and read)
Listen to the sound.
Everyone knew it was Fairy Moluo.
To see who was excited, everyone looked towards the source of the sound.
Behind the screen on the stage on the first floor.
A slim and exquisite figure slowly walked out, wearing a light blue coat that covered the floor.
Exquisite appearance, with a smile on her lips.
Even without makeup, she is breathtakingly beautiful.
"It's so beautiful!"
In the originally quiet scene, I don't know who praised it.
Everyone woke up and praised him one after another.
Including Qi Yuansheng.
This was his second time coming to Xianlefang, and also his second time seeing Fairy Moluo.
I know that although this woman is in the world of mortals, she is not stained by the atmosphere of mortal world.
Regardless of appearance, figure, talent, and temperament, he ranked third among the Zhou Dynasty, which is true.
In fact, in Qi Yuansheng's opinion, if Fairy Moluo was not in Xianlefang, she should be as famous as Fairy Ji from Taichu.
"Haha, Fairy Moluo, don't be angry. I drank too much and was joking." Kou Wei's eyes flashed and he laughed quickly.
The reason why he was arrogant and polite was that he knew in his heart that someone was protecting Mo Luo.
He could only guess who this person was.
Mo Luo glanced at Kou Wei lightly and said nothing.
He looked at Qi Yuansheng who was sitting beside him, bowed and said, "Mo Luo has met Qi Jun of Qiu Shan."
Qi Yuansheng just nodded and stood up to return the salute.
Mo Luo also saluted Qin Cheng, the young prince Yongshan and the prince Beimang.
Qin Cheng stared at Mo Luo with an indifferent expression. He knew that the Mo Luo in front of him was not the fox demon soul, but the real Mo Luo.
But thinking about being attacked that night, he is still extremely angry.
If the thief hadn't done something bad, he would have succeeded long ago.
Qin Cheng waved his hand and said coldly: "Let's get started."
Mo Luo frowned slightly.
I wanted to have a few words with Qijun Qiu Shan.
Seeing Qin Cheng's cold face, she didn't want the madam to be in too much trouble.
He immediately looked at the dancers who were ready under the stage, and everyone came out from behind the screen waving their long sleeves.
For a moment, everyone upstairs and downstairs became excited.
When Lu Ning saw this, he turned around and sat in front of the table and poured himself a glass of wine.
Zhang He turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, it's rare for Fairy Moluo to dance, why don't you watch?"
Lu Ning smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, please watch first, I'll go and make things easier."
With that said, he got up and walked downstairs.
Zhang He shook his head speechlessly, turned his face and continued to look at the stage downstairs.
I have to say that Fairy Moluo’s dancing is really amazing.
The beautiful shadow is as graceful as a startled giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon.
It attracted cheers from upstairs and downstairs.
After dancing for a while, Mo Luo came to the screen and sat down to sing a tune.
The piano sounds together.
It was instantly intoxicating.
Lu Ning went downstairs and glanced at Mo Luo when he passed by the counter. Mo Luo just looked up.
The two men's eyes met.
For a moment, Mo Luo was stunned at first, and then his face was filled with surprise.
But the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Everyone who was intoxicated couldn't help but open their eyes one after another.
I found that Fairy Moluo was staring at a place and laughing.
The smile that comes from the pure heart is truly beautiful.
Qin Cheng and Kou Wei were also stunned, and they all followed Fairy Moluo's gaze.
I just happened to see a blurry figure disappearing into the crowd.
"Flying fish suit, winter thunder sword?"
Qin Cheng's eyes flashed, but he thought it was impossible.
Ding dong!
At this moment, the sound of the piano sounded again.
Everyone's eyes were drawn back to the stage, and for a moment they showed their intoxicated expressions.
Xianlefang backyard.
When Lu Ning came over, his consciousness dispersed.
really.
On the roof of an elegant building, facing the bright moonlight, a white-faced young man sat handsomely, it was Zhongli.
"Brother Zhong."
"Haha, it's Little Brother Lu."
I saw Lu Ning coming in a blink of an eye, very fast.
Zhongli's face was full of surprise: "You are good at speed!"
He had competed with Lu Ning before, and their speed could be said to be about the same.
But tonight, Lu Ning's speed came in a flash, like a fleeting movement technique.
This type of speed movement technique is at least level 5, and is extremely difficult to practice.
"Compared with Brother Zhong, it's not worth mentioning."
Lu Ning sat down with a smile and looked at Zhongli: "He looks quite handsome without his beard!"
Zhongli laughed and took a wine jar from the side: "Here, drink."
Lu Ning didn't hesitate, took it, opened the lid, and started drinking together with Zhong Li.
Ping Zhongli protects his yard, so he can drink this wine with confidence.
Lu Ning asked: "Brother Zhong, why don't you go in?"
Zhongli shook his head: "It's too noisy."
"It's better to be outside, with the autumn breeze, the bright moon, the wonderful sound of the piano, and the good wine. It would be even more beautiful if you sang to the moon!"
"By the way, I heard that your poems surpass those of Qi Yuansheng. You can do it. With the moonlight and the sound of the piano tonight, why not write a poem to add to the fun."
Lu Ning saw Zhong Li's face full of interest and couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "Let me think about it."
When Zhong Li said it, he didn't want to dampen the latter's interest.
After pondering for a moment, he smiled and said: "The moonlight is full of white, and the sound of the piano is suitable for the late night."
"I submit this song to you because it is difficult to understand the sound I am seeking."
Zhong Li looked at Lu Ning in surprise. He just said it, but he didn't expect Lu Ning to actually write the whole poem. The key is to adapt to the situation.
"Amazing!"
Zhong Li immediately stood up, stared at Lu Ning and praised him repeatedly: "Brother Lu, you are really versatile in both civil and military affairs. I admire you..."
As he spoke, he sang to the moon without feeling.
The singing is the poem written by Lu Ning, and the true energy surges.
For a moment, it echoed the sound of the piano in Xianlefang.
Everyone was surprised.
"The moonlight is full and white, and the sound of the piano is suitable for the late night."
"I submit this song to you, but the sound I seek is difficult to understand."
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
Qi Yuansheng suddenly stood up and walked quickly in search of the singing.
The faces of Qin Cheng and the others changed slightly.
He immediately waved to his entourage, and the four figures quietly left like ghosts.
Mo Luo, who was playing the piano, was also stunned and thought the poem was wonderful.
But the sound is Zhongli.
Brother Xindao Zhong can write poetry, but I haven’t seen him with such literary talent these days!?
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"Brother Zhong, stop singing, you're alarming Qin Cheng and the others." Lu Ning's expression changed.
Only then did Zhongli react. He jumped up with the wine jar and laughed loudly: "Brother Lu, I'll take the first step."
No! I’m leaving too!
Lu Ning held up his hand and walked away, leaving an empty wine jar on the roof.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Not long after Lu Ning left, four figures suddenly landed on the roof of Naya Tower and took a look at the wine jar.
Immediately, someone stepped forward and kicked him.
The wine jar rolled along the green tiles and fell to the ground, shattering with a bang.
The four people's expressions darkened.
At this time, Qi Yuansheng also arrived with people and asked: "Where are the people who sing the poems?"
The four of them appeared in front of Qi Yuansheng, bowed and said: "Go back to Mr. Qi, he was already gone when we came."
When Qi Yuansheng heard this, he looked disappointed.
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"Brother Lu, was this the song you sang?"
Seeing Lu Ning coming back, Zhang He couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"no!"
Lu Ning shook his head, smiled, and said, "Brother Zhang, come over and have a drink!"
Zhang He was a little confused. The voice was indeed not that of Lu Ning, but the poem was good.
"What a wonderful poem, it responds to the situation." Zhang He praised and sat down.
Originally, Qing'er and the other three didn't pay much attention.
Suddenly Qing'er realized something and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Sir, the song 'Clouds Think of Clothes, Flowers Think of Face' that praises the eldest princess was written by you, right?"
Lu Ning smiled and said, "I just realized it now."
Qing'er's expression was very exciting, and she couldn't help but serve Lu Ning wholeheartedly: "I just remembered the young master's name."
When Lu Ning came to Xianlefang for the first time, he mentioned his name.
But when the news came out from the Confucius Institute some time ago, they did not connect the poetic talent Lu Ning with the young master Lu in front of them.
At this moment, a dispute broke out downstairs.
Lu Ning and others stood up and came to the railing and looked down.
Only Qin Cheng and Kou Wei's entourage were seen surrounding the stage.
Mo Luo stood on the stage calmly and looked directly at Qin Cheng: "Mr. Qin, Mo Luo is a little tired after finishing the dance. Can't you go and have a rest?"
Qin Cheng snorted coldly: "Are you in a hurry to see your little lover?"
Kou Wei also shouted coldly: "I noticed something wrong with you when I was playing the piano just now. What happened to the singing?"
Hearing what the two dandy young men said, there was an uproar upstairs and downstairs.
Fairy Moluo has a little lover?
who is it?
Mo Luo also snorted coldly: "Don't say that Mo Luo doesn't know what's going on. He just knows. Do I need to explain to you?"
Everyone looked stunned.
There are really not many people in Beijing and Zhou who dare to speak to the four dandies like this.
For a moment, the air became condensed.
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