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The first person to draw the program award was the actress of the last Hundred Flowers Awards, a newcomer actor who was hailed as the "Goddess of National Style" by netizens——Ling Xiya.

Ling Xiya walks gracefully from the red carpet to the stage, her holy and gentle temperament is as soft as the spring breeze passing through the border, the watery eyes under the curved willow eyebrows are full of ripples, and the shallow worry makes people feel pity .The soft jade and soft flowers that are often described in ancient texts, and the weak willows supporting the wind, are nothing more than that.

After she stepped onto the stage, she first adjusted the height of the microphone, and then looked at the audience, with a smile like a pear blossom on her face, and her red lips parted lightly: "Good evening, everyone, I'm Ling Xiya , I am honored to be able to attend Young Master Han's celebration banquet, and I am also very lucky to be the guest performer for today's first program award. Next, I will perform a pipa song for everyone, I hope you like it, thank you."

While she was talking, the staff helped her move the chair up.Considering the part of theatrical performances, various musical instruments have been prepared on the stage for the performers.

She chose a pipa and sat down gracefully on the chair.

The stage lights were switched in a timely manner, like green fingers gently plucking the strings, a burst of beautiful and melodious pipa music poured out from her fingertips, and each note fell like delicate raindrops one after another. Wisps of red candle tears of lovesickness, three thousand threads of affection wrapped around the fingers, the affection is deep and meaningful, entrusting the thousands of tenderness of missing those who miss each other far away.

It's a pity that the girl flicked her fingers, and her thoughts have turned to ashes. Her thoughts were lost along with the last wrong note.

At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause again in the banquet hall, but there was a trace of regret on Ling Xiya's face. If she played the wrong song, it was a wrong play after all. Although it didn't affect the overall sense of music, it still wasn't perfect. .

She handed the instrument to the staff, gave an elegant thank you to the audience, took the envelope handed by the host, and then stepped off the stage.

The winner of the next show was a middle-aged male actor. Since he had no talent, he had no choice but to sing an old song with a sense of time. His singing skills belonged to the level of KTV, and he had no emotion And skills, after singing an embarrassing song, young people can fall asleep before nine o'clock after listening to it.

With the passage of time, the following winners were announced one by one. Each award was set with a luxurious gift worth more than 200 million yuan. Four program awards were also drawn, except for Ling Xiya's opening pipa song, which was still a little level , the others are hard to describe, either embarrassing to the point of silence, or ridiculous to outrageous, in short, it is either embarrassing the performer or embarrassing the audience.

There is only the last program award left, and the guests have been tortured to the point of wanting nothing. They just hope that the performance can be a little more normal, at least in line with the aesthetics of normal people.

"Okay, half of the time has passed, we have announced 9 awards, and now there is the last program award left, are you looking forward to it?" The host said with a smile.

The only response to him was silence.

He smiled awkwardly and continued: "It seems that everyone is eager to know who will get the last spot. Let's watch the big screen together."

The numbers continued to scroll, and the countdown sounded scatteredly in the arena, and finally the number on the screen was frozen at "21008"

The host cheered and said: "Welcome our last lucky guest, 21008, to perform on stage."

Half a minute passed, the venue was quiet, and no one stood up. The host invited 21008 guests to perform on stage again, but no one claimed the number. Everyone thought for a while that the staff had made a mistake. 166 novels

After the staff communicated with the technical department in the background, it was confirmed that someone actually used the number 21008.The technical department controls the computer in the background and connects the smart light with the induction of the electronic magnetic signage.

Suddenly, a white light beam descending from the sky gradually hit a table in the far left corner.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at each other, followed by a tacit exclamation of "Wow--". The reaction of the guests at this time was as shocked as seeing the man appearing just now.

The loud exclamation attracted the people at the main table. Han Moxuan glanced back. After reading it, his mouth moved, and he didn't know what he said. Even the man who looked like Satan turned his head slightly.

I saw a young man wearing a purple-blue silk shirt sitting under the bright light. Under the strong light, the smooth and supple clothes reflected golden starlight. The top button of the shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a delicate white His clavicle, under the flaxen hair, the hollow lace ribbons of the same color cover his eyes, go around the ears and tie a knot at the back of his full head, his white and smooth skin like a newborn baby exudes a cold light, With her pink and seductive lips tightly pressed together, she looked like a lazy, mysterious and noble vampire.

The boy stood up slowly, and was slowly supported towards the stage by a pure and charming girl in a pink princess dress.

"What to do, Lan Shuyu, I'm so nervous and scared, my heart is about to jump out." Fang Keyuan had a sweet smile on her face, and her voice could only be squeezed out between her teeth.

"Why do you think we are so unlucky? No matter what we do, there will always be something."

Lan Shuyu's voice was as calm as her own: "I've said it before, every second I spend with you, my life is full of adventures."

Recalling Fang Keyuan's expression of being so shocked that she fainted when the host read out the number 21008 just now, she has accepted this fact frankly.

21008 was originally Fang Keyuan's number, but later it could only be changed to her number, because if Fang Keyuan was allowed to go up alone, Fang Keyuan might become the number 1 on the stage who has been scared to death since the creation of Pangu.

After Fang Keyuan helped her to the center of the stage, she didn't dare to stand off the stage the whole time, so she could only quietly ask the staff of her entourage to help Lan Shuyu get a chair and guitar.

After the staff arranged the chairs, Fang Keyuan helped her sit down, and then adjusted the height of the two microphone stands for her with her back to the stage. After finishing these things, she forced herself to sit down in front of the piano in the corner .

Lan Shuyu hugged the guitar and sat on the chair calmly, with his head facing the bottom of the stage, his white and tender hands like jade bones groped for the position of the head of the piano, turned his long fingers twice, and blindly tuned the strings .

Although she covered her eyes with this lace ribbon, she could vaguely see outside, and she could even see Fan Tong waving to her not far away, with that naive smile on his face.

Since she pretended to be blind because she was worried about being recognized, she simply pretended to the end.

The banquet hall has been silent all the time, everyone is quietly watching the girl on the stage who looks like a celestial being, only to see that her sexy lips are slightly opened, and the clear voice flows out slowly like a stream of refreshing oasis: "A song I like very much recently is for everyone, thank you."