Wen Yao didn't think much about it, waved her hands and said: "It doesn't require a lot of effort. It's just a minor tune. Even the musicians may not have heard it. I learned it by accident. Don't think I'm not good at singing. Just laugh at me."
"How is that possible? Yaoyao is the best when she sings blindly with her eyes closed, don't you think so?"
Yuanhua yelled loudly, "Good sisters must support the show."
"Yes, Miss Wen, even if she sings, she is nothing but an outsider. Who dares to laugh at you!"
Half of the people agreed, and the atmosphere immediately became lively. Wen Yao was a little touched that she had gained so many friends.
The smile on Princess Fenyang's face couldn't be restrained. It was really not easy for a merchant's daughter to win the favor of so many people!
Cui Han also cheered: "Let's start quickly, we can't wait to hear it."
"Okay, that's funny, eh, let's get started!"
Everyone fell silent and only listened to Wen Yao begin to sing: "You can pick lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lotus leaves are everywhere..."
Her clear and melodious singing voice surprised everyone. She was not inferior to those top singers, and even three days of singing was not an exaggeration.
The mood that was originally perfunctory suddenly turned serious, and she was brought into the scene of a girl picking lotuses and laughing. Wen Yao, who is usually quite strong, sang a Jiangnan tune, with a little more gentle coquettishness from Wu Nong's soft words, which made people unable to help but
like her.
After the song was sung, everyone was still thinking about it. Yuan Zimo took the lead in applauding, and the others immediately applauded, "Miss Wen sang so well. This is the most beautiful song we have ever heard."
Wen Yao was embarrassed and waved her hands: "Don't say that, I just sang blindly, as long as it's not embarrassing."
Yuan Zimo said: "Miss Wen is really versatile and good at business. She can also sing so well. I never found Miss Wen to have such a talent before."
"What kind of talent is this? You can sing if you have a mouth. I can do it after listening to it twice. I am not forced here. I don't want everyone to be disappointed so I have to show my shame. Don't praise me. I'm embarrassed!"
Wen Yao really doesn't think she sings well, just like a truly stunning beauty never thinks she looks good.
Princess Fenyang said: "Go on."
Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief. She was not used to being paid so much attention to, so she felt embarrassed.
The sound of the flower drum sounded, and Wen Yao had just drank a cup of tea. Unexpectedly, the flowers came into her hands, and she stopped again. She was a little speechless, "Look at my luck, why is it me again? Hey, I really have nothing.
Talent can be used to perform.”
Princess Fenyang said: "Don't be modest. I see that you have always been so low-key, Wen Yao. I will give you this opportunity today to have fun with everyone."
Wen Yao glanced at the princess, and she raised her eyebrows. She didn't want Wen Yao to refuse, so Wen Yao could only say: "Okay, I'll sing another song."
"What flowers are as red as fire..."
This is a duet song, and Wen Yao can actually sing it with two voices. Although the male voice is not strong enough, it is enough to amaze everyone.
When she finally finished singing, even the ladies who had never liked gentleness were attracted by her and they cheered so loudly that the roof almost fell down.
Yuanhua hugged her excitedly: "Yao Yao, you are too amazing. No, you can only sing for me from now on. No one is allowed to listen to my baby."
It was like he had found a treasure, and Yuanhua wanted to hide it from these people.
Princess Fenyang clenched the handkerchief tightly, her smile a little unbearable, "Go on."
Wen Yao didn't dare to be distracted this time, so she couldn't be herself, right? What a misfortune!
There were only three things going on, and she deliberately targeted her at the same time. This time it was not Wen Yao, but Yi Junyue.
Yi Junyue performed a piano piece generously. It is compulsory for all ladies to take piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She played it very well, but it was not as novel and eye-catching as Wen Yao's singing. After all, she was tired of listening to it all the time.
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After that, it was the turn of the male guests, who mostly recited poems and composed poems, which was elegant and quiet, giving the impression of a poetry meeting.
Wen Yao was surprised that these young men were not so ignorant. Even Yuan Zimo could write a few poems, and his level was pretty good.
Yuan Hua muttered to her: "Look at these men, they are shaking their heads, babbling, and saying words that are incomprehensible. Is that okay?
If I find such a husband, I will die of boredom."
Wen Yao said: "It's not like this all the time. It's also a skill. If you don't like it, just find someone who is a military general. If the two of them have nothing to do, they can fight. Just use your fists to do everything."
Hey, stop talking, when it comes to Lord Bai, he is a great talent and the dream man of many young ladies, let’s hear what poems he writes!”
Yuanhua curled her lips: "He, haha, doesn't want to hear it. It's annoying to see him."
To everyone's surprise, Bai Jinyu did not compose a poem, but asked someone to fetch a long sword, "I will perform a sword dance for everyone's entertainment. I have been learning swordsmanship recently, so I am embarrassed."
Yuanhua muttered: "He has mastered low-level skills without a teacher, so he still needs to learn?"
The voice was neither loud nor quiet, and was just heard by Bai Jinyu. Yuanhua looked up at the sky, pretending that it was not her who said it.
Bai Jinyu didn't argue with her. He walked to the middle, his sword leaning at his side, and just stood there, looking at a beautiful scenery.
The ladies were so excited that their eyes flashed green. Oops, Lord Bai is so handsome. He can even dance a sword. They wanted to scream, Lord Bai, let's give birth to a monkey!
Yuanhua was also attracted to him unconsciously, there was something about him!
Suddenly, the long sword pierced the sky. Matched with the white clothes, the clothes were fluttering and beautiful as floating clouds. Wen Yao stared straight at it. Who doesn't like to see beautiful men?
"Mr. Bai is really good. He is versatile in both civil and military affairs. He is so handsome and has a title. I wonder who would be lucky enough to marry him."
Yuanhua said against his will: "It's okay, it's just a face that can be seen, but what a man wants is masculinity, why do you want to be so good-looking?
With his reputation, whoever marries him will be unlucky."
Wen Yao glanced at her sideways: "Don't say that, only ignorant people will take it seriously. If there is really a fate, fate is destined, who needs to work hard!
There is a saying that says man can conquer nature. If those ladies hear it, they will have to quarrel with you again."
Yuanhua shut up and stared at Bai Jinyu's face as he danced his sword seriously, unconsciously showing a silly smile.
Finally, as Bai Jinyu put his sword behind his back, stood up straight, panting slightly, his cheeks turned red, the ladies' hearts beat faster. Oh my god, Mr. Bai really wanted to bully him like this!
"It's embarrassing!"
When Bai Jinyu walked down, the ladies screamed: "Master Bai, he is both civil and military, he is so handsome."
Yuanhua twitched her lips: "A bunch of nymphomaniacs, can martial arts be described as good? He is just a showman. When he really encountered an enemy, he was beaten to the ground before he even took action!"
Wen Yao also shouted happily, and took the time to retort to Yuan Hua: "As long as he looks good, it doesn't matter if he is useful or not. No wonder so many people like Bai Jinyu. I am also a little moved. He is so handsome and good-looking. Just looking at this
If you show your face, I can eat an extra bowl of rice!"