Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

Originally, it was agreed to dance the Sunset Flying Fairy Dance of Begonia Row, but after seeing it, Boss Feng felt that it was nothing new, and Liu Juqi couldn't come up with a dance as amazing as the Falling Wild Goose Dance. Seeing that there was only one and a half days left, the progress of the rehearsal was stagnant forward.

To make matters worse, Haitang's leg didn't heal, and it swelled up after two days of tossing. She had to lie on the bed to recuperate again, and Liu Juqi was alone in the chore of rehearsing the dance.

"Brother Liu?" Xiao Luan called several times, seeing that Liu Juqi was still staring blankly and did not answer, he took the bowl and chopsticks from Liu Juqi's hand, pointed to the rice grains on the table and said to him, "Brother Liu, what are you doing?" Whether to eat or grow rice."

"Xiao Luan, I can't figure it out...you can ask Boss Feng if he can change someone else, otherwise I'll have to make a fool of myself on stage the next day." Liu Juqi held his head and wailed, wishing to exchange the versatile catkins back for a day .

"Brother Liu, don't force yourself too much, the rehearsal time is too short, even if you really can't make a performance, Boss Feng will not make it difficult for you." Xiao Luan saw that he had no appetite to eat, so he packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen Help Liu Juqi get hot water, Liu Juqi is used to taking a bath every night, and his clothes have to be changed every day.

Xiao Luan came in with a bucket of hot water, Liu Juqi sat there in a daze without changing his posture, Xiao Luan sighed, put down the bucket and asked, "Brother Liu, why do you care so much about this performance?"

"Because Xuan Yiyu and the others are coming to see it, I don't want to be too embarrassing!" Liu Juqi folded his arms and frowned, he had to figure it out tonight.

"Prince Ping Qiang is from a different race, Brother Liu, would it be better if we danced on Ping Qiang's side?" Xiao Luan was quick to think, and said a word to Liu Juqi's heart.

"A foreign dance? A foreign dance! I know!" Liu Juqi's eyes lit up suddenly, he stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Luan vigorously in his arms and kissed him twice, and said with a smile, "Xiao Luan, you are really my Zhuge Liang!"

"Zhuge Liang?"

"That's the meaning of the Great Army Master!" Liu Juqi stood up happily, and muttered to himself while pacing back and forth, "If you want to dance the Korean Wave dance, you must have equipment, and you should be able to prepare almost in one night."

Xiao Luan looked at Liu Juqi in bewilderment, not understanding what was wrong with him. Liu Juqi went to the desk to pick up a brush and draw something, crumpled a few balls of waste paper, and then stopped to wipe the ink on his face in satisfaction, and put the painting on his face. Hand over the good things to Xiao Luan and say, "I need thirteen sets of these clothes. You can go to Boss Feng and ask him to find an embroidery workshop to make them overnight. In addition, prepare thin wire, fish scales, silver paint and fishing line and send them over. , I am useful."

Xiao Luan is even more confused, it's okay to prepare these weird clothes, what can the wire and fish scales be used for?

Liu Juqi smiled without saying a word, and his face was full of confidence. With these secret weapons, he was guaranteed to be a blockbuster and give everyone a big visual impact.

*****

The stands for the competition were set up at the intersection of the North and South Streets. The seats in the middle were individually decorated with colored tents. Inside were soft seats covered with velvet. They were specially prepared for the princes and princes of Ping and Qiang. Iron helmets stood around the colored tents. The soldiers in armor protected the seats of the princes tightly.

Not only the stands were filled with dignitaries and rich merchants, but even the restaurants at the street corners were full of ordinary people. Everyone was very excited about this year's grand selection for the first floor.

With the presence of Xuan Yiyu and the others, the first climax was set off. Prince Pingqiang was wearing a Hu suit and a fur hat, standing next to several Fenglan princes who were handsome and handsome. The rumors of enlightenment are self-defeating.

Xuan Yiyu was a little dizzy, and accompanied by Xuan Yixi, he took the lead to enter the tent. Xuan Yichen said a few words to everyone outside to show the benevolence of the royal family, and then entered the tent leisurely.

Qian Ying looked at the Fangtai not far away, and asked Xuan Yichen, "Will Liu Juqi really come?"

"He was last year's winner, and he will definitely appear this year. Please wait patiently, Prince." Xuan Yichen spoke calmly, as if nothing could arouse his impatience.

Qian Xing nodded, looking at the crowds of people outside, said with emotion, "If there is a word to write about Feng Lan", then seeing Nishang in person that day, it is a dream in heaven and earth. "If you don't see it with your own eyes, how can you understand its affection and grace."

"The prince is wrong," Xuan Yichen remained calm, with a gentle smile still on the corner of his mouth, "There is also a poem saying" The ancient garrison is blue and the flames are cold, and the wilderness is heavy and white.The hometown of the Wusun tribe is far away, and the love and dust are full of sorrow and complaints. "Fenglan also has deserts with flying sand and rough Gobi, and the flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River is just one side of it."

Qian Xing took a sip of tea, raised her handsome eyebrows slightly, and was noncommittal to Xuan Yichen's words.