After chasing wife crematorium HE, double gave birth

on the stage ahead.

Geng Mingzhe and Miao Wan came to the stage together, both of them were smiling. The former wore a black suit and showed two rows of big white teeth, which was very sunny. "Miao Wan, the hip-hop dance just now was so beautiful, it made my blood boil."

Miao Wan smiled and said, "Yes, but as a student, don't forget to study. There is an old saying: learn the new by reviewing the past, and you can be a teacher."

Geng Mingzhe: "That's right, study is important, and exams are also important. Next, let's enjoy the sketch brought by Class 12 of senior high school, "Title of the Gold List"!"

After reporting behind the scenes, the two stepped down from the stage hand in hand.

And the whispers in the audience area got a little louder.

"What's going on? Why haven't you seen the senior in the white suit for several consecutive rounds? There must be nothing wrong."

"Hey~ I haven't seen him for several games. Although the senior in the black suit is also handsome, I prefer gentle beauties."

"Don't worry, maybe you can see it in the next game, just wait."

***

High school (9) class area.

Zhang Zhiguo was sitting in the area with the best view in class [-]. Around his neck was a pair of DSLR that had been hung by Zhao Shun, and in each hand was a small light board that was also brought from his classmates.

And after some comparison, what Zhang Zhiguo took was Zhao Shun's most special lantern.

"Gold List Title" is the No.19 program. After this program ended, Class Nine was still in the seat. Everyone, including Zhang Zhiguo, couldn't help but sit upright.

Their class is No.20, and it's finally their turn!

The stage lights up again, and the master of ceremonies takes the stage again.This time it was Geng Mingzhe and Ban Jing who took the stage, only the female master of ceremonies was changed, and Geng Mingzhe was always there.

When I saw Geng Mingzhe, I thought of a little discussion below.

"The senior hasn't come back yet. Where did he go? I'm so anxious."

Someone jokingly said, "Isn't it because I went to a show, so I was temporarily absent."

Ban Jing and Geng Mingzhe walked to the middle of the stage together.

Ban Jing dimpled with a smile, "Speaking of it, until today, countless people still miss the glorious and prosperous Tang Dynasty. We often get a glimpse of the Tang Dynasty's elegance from the Huaqing Pool of the imperial concubine, the very artistic Tang Sancai, and various poems."

Geng Mingzhe also said with a smile: "What is worth savoring in the Tang Dynasty is not only the various material cultural heritages, but also the love stories that people talk about."

Ban Jing: "Bai Juyi once wrote in "Song of Everlasting Regret": In the sky, I wish to be a lovebird, and in the earth, I wish to be a branch. The sky will last forever, and this hatred will never end. Let us return to the sword, sword, shadow and deep love. Intertwined Datang." [1]

"Please enjoy the song and dance, "The Drunken Concubine" brought by Class (9) of Senior Three!" Geng Mingzhe answered.

As soon as these words fell, there was a burst of cheers and applause in the Class [-] area, and the students on the side even saw the sparkling light board being lifted up.

"It's so exaggerated. Their class is really excited. By the way, is it necessary to be so excited?"

"Damn, I seem to see their homeroom teacher coming and holding up the lamp too hahaha."

"Good guy, this has aroused my curiosity. I want to see how their performance of "The Drunken Concubine" is going."

Zhang Zhiguo didn't care about the surroundings, he held up the lampboard with a group of classmates who were not on stage, shouted after them, and suddenly felt that he was ten years younger.

After the master of ceremonies announced the curtain, the lights on the stage dimmed layer by layer.

The pipa and bamboo flute sounded, and at this time the lights gradually brightened, and a picture of the palace attic appeared on the giant screen behind.

The pictures taken from above in mid-air capture the grandeur of the imperial palace.As the picture progresses, the sound of the bamboo flute interweaves with the sound of the pipa more and more rapidly.

At this time, a group of girls wearing chest-length skirts and Hanfu came up on both sides of the stage at the same time.

Dark green tulle double-breasted tops, red long skirts, the girls combed their hair in buns, with golden steppers on their heads, and orange-red ribbons around their wrists.

They are as graceful as a frightened bird, and graceful as a dragon swimming on the stage.

The girls in the audience were shocked, "Wow, this outfit looks so good!"

"In the Tang Dynasty, there were indeed more chest-length skirts."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

The boys in the audience also stared straight at each other. Some people came to their senses and quickly pointed their mobile phones at the big screen to take pictures.

After shooting, switch to video recording function.

While the girl is dancing to the sound of the flute and the pipa, a group of boys in gray-blue round-neck gold-woven robes appear from the right.

Among this group of boys, one of them was extremely tall, and that person was even more majestic in a red dragon robe. The dragon patterns on his shoulders, chest and back were shining brightly under the light.

With the sound of the pipa and the melody, a slender figure in a red gold phoenix-print dress appeared from the left side surrounded by a group of "court ladies".

The man had golden hair on his temples, but he was wearing a small golden mask, covering the upper half of his face.

The camera suddenly zoomed in, giving a close-up close-up like other programs.

And even if the eyebrows and eyes are blocked, the man's jawline can still be seen flowing like flowing water, and the side face is very superior.His lips were extremely bright red, plump, like roses soaked in morning dew.

There was an exclamation from the audience.

"Sister, look at me!"

"Ahhhh, I'll bet on a pack of spicy strips, this senior is definitely a beauty!"

"Mobile phone, where is my mobile phone? I want to take a picture!"

After Zhang Zhiguo waved the light board, he put down the light board, picked up the SLR hanging around his neck and started taking pictures.

Stepping on the beat of the music, the figure in the red gold phoenix skirt began to dance, and the wide sleeves embroidered with Yinfeng were lifted up. During the rising and falling of the wide sleeves, the phoenix seemed to come alive.

With the clear and clear dance steps, the hem of the imperial concubine's clothes drew a beautiful arc.

"The snowflakes of that year fell and the plum blossoms bloomed." [2]

The lights changed, and the background was replaced with a picture of the snow-covered palace and plum blossoms blooming.

"There was too much sorrow left by Huaqing Pool that year."

When the last syllable fell, the dancing concubine approached the emperor, fell into the emperor's arms, and was firmly caught by the emperor.

"Don't say who is right..."

Young people at this age are particularly sensitive to body collisions. This scene caused cheers from the audience, and someone even faintly heard screaming.

"...The Golden Sparrow Hairpin Jade Scratching Your Head is a gift you gave me."

A girl in palace costume holding a wooden tray stepped forward, and the emperor took the golden hairpin from the tray and pinned it on the hair bun of the noble concubine in front of him.

The imperial concubine raised her hand, as if her fingertips had been dyed red, lightly held the end of the gold hairpin, and gently pushed it in.

"Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Song, singing and dancing for you several times..."

Seemingly very satisfied, the imperial concubine wearing a half-gold mask curled her lips into a smile, her red lips fascinated her soul, and immediately began to dance with all the girls in palace costumes.

When his skirt fluttered like a fiery arc, the music that resounded throughout the hall finally came to the sentence——

"Jianmen Pass is your deepest longing for me, Mawei Po Xia is willing to die for true love."

The dance of the girl in palace costume stopped, and the guards in round-necked Taoist robes began to perform sword skills.

"Class Nine is doing it this time! Okay, this is the program of other classes, and I really want to wear Hanfu~"

"The imperial concubine they will play is really beautiful!!"

"Will the mask be removed? When will it be removed? I can't wait!!"

"I probably won't take it off. After all, if you take off the mask, it won't look good, but the effect will not be as good as it is now."

Listening to the discussion in the class next door, Zhang Zhiguo laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He happily continued to take pictures with the SLR, took a section and changed it to a video.

on the stage.

At the end of the male part of the song, the originally majestic guards in Taoist robes stopped in unison.

Jinghai No. [-] Middle School is undoubtedly willing to spend money, and the audio equipment is excellent.

Amidst the flute's long sound, the amazing opera tune was transmitted to every corner of the auditorium through the audio equipment.

"Love and hate are in an instant, toasting to the moon is like heaven..."

The girl in palace costume danced with the noble concubine, who was approaching the emperor, her fiery red clothes fluttering in endlessly coquettish ways.

Geng Mingzhe, who was standing on the side of the stage, listened to the melody in his ears, and got goosebumps all over his body. He knew the inside story, and knew that the fiery figure on the stage was Fang Ling.

The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, and a large swath of surprise melted in his eyes.

The noble concubine danced around the emperor, and when she sang "Drunk in the King's Arms", the red figure fell down and was firmly caught by a pair of strong arms.

Just as everyone thought that after the emperor caught the imperial concubine, he would help her up like last time.

But unexpectedly, the boy in the vermilion dragon robe raised his hand, and his bony fingers landed on the mask of the person in front of him.

Amidst the sudden burst of cheers, the mask on the imperial concubine's face was taken off.

Unlike what many people think to hide ugliness, the face after removing the mask is extremely beautiful, the concubine's face is not heavy with drama makeup, similar to Huadan's makeup, which makes his already outstanding eyes seem to have hooks , the eyes are captivating and touching.

At a glance, it is a graceful and luxurious beauty.

There were screams in the auditorium like a boulder thrown into a lake.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Great beauty! Don't pull me, I want to go up and wear a dragon robe, I want to cling to the beauty!"

"Sister, look at me! Look at me!!"

Many students below were very excited. They just looked at Fang Ling through the giant LCD monitor, and occasionally saw close-ups of his face, but Zhao Shun——

He faced Fang Ling honestly.

The moment the mask was taken off, Zhao Shun was shocked.

Of course he has rehearsed with Fang Ling, but the situation off stage and on stage are actually two completely different situations.

There was shocking music on the stage and a magnificent background. Both he and Fang Ling were wearing Hanfu and makeup that they would never wear in normal times.

In fact, the make-up is not so good when you watch it at close range, because if you are too close, the make-up is too thick and it will look weird.

But maybe it was because the stage facilities were too perfect, or maybe it was because the screams below were too exciting, Zhao Shun actually felt that the picture in front of him began to split.

One is Fang Ling in theater makeup, and the other is ordinary Fang Ling. The two are intertwined, and they are finally embraced by him. They both make his heart beat like a drum.

The little man in a grass skirt twirled and jumped in his heart, and after setting off a bunch of brightly red firecrackers cracklingly, he suddenly opened a piece of wings behind him.

The small wings flapped, and the little man in the turf skirt was so happy that he went to heaven.

Fang Ling is in his arms!

He didn't know if the "Grand Concubine" was drunk or not, but Zhao Shun only knew that he seemed a little drunk now.

Fang Ling, whom he likes, looks good no matter what...

Fang Ling waited for a while, and saw that Zhao Shun didn't move, and saw that his eyes were blank, and he was in a daze at a glance.

Eyelids twitched, Fang Ling secretly pinched Zhao Shun.

Come back to God!

This guy actually dares to wander off!

Zhao Shun was pinched back to his senses by him.

The show goes on.

"...Dream back to Datang's love."

After raising the high pitch of the opera chamber, it suddenly stopped, and then the sound of pipa and flute began to rush, entering a transition period.

"Sister!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, look at me, sisters from Class Nine!"

"Senior sister, I love you! Is senior sister in love? The kind of brother who is super sweet!!"

"Good boy, come on, come on~" Amid all the screams and shouts, a bald middle-aged man holding a colorful light sign mixed in.

The students in the audience were shouting, the more they shouted, the more helpless Fang Ling became.

She is shouting so happily now, won't she be frightened by him later.According to the plan, he will sing the male voice in the second half.

When the sound of the pipa was about to end, the girl in palace costume sent the wooden tray again.

Everyone in the audience watched with wide eyes.

Last time it was the golden bird hairpin, what is it this time?

At this time, the camera gave a close-up, and it was a wheat on the wooden tray.

Everyone: "?"

The quick-witted classmate remembered, "Oh, I see, when the curtain was announced, it was singing and dancing, so there should be a singing part!"

"I don't want to listen to the emperor singing, I just want to continue watching him and the imperial concubine posting, if he doesn't do it, then quickly replace me!"

"Tie Tie, Tie Tie! Hurry up and put me up!"

"Wake up, you're a girl, there's a high chance that my senior will only love handsome seniors or juniors, and it's impossible for me to have a crush on you."

"Woooooooo..."

The music changed at this time, and then everyone saw that the hand that seemed to be painted with red codant was the one who took the wheat.

Everyone: "???"

Fang Ling opened his mouth. He was not nervous, so his voice did not tremble a bit, "The golden sparrow hairpin jade scratching my head is a gift you gave me, and the neon clothes and feathers will sing and dance for you several times..."

A gentle and clear male voice came out of the speaker through the handheld microphone.

Since those who were present had heard Teacher Yu sing the beginning before, it was easy to tell that the two voices did not come from the same person.

This is what the imperial concubine said honestly.

"Wow!!!"

"what??"

"Good guy, I am such a beautiful big sister, suddenly turned into a beautiful brother?? But, I can!"

"Ah!! I finally know what's wrong, I wonder why the imperial concubine wears a little red ribbon around her throat, it's to cover her Adam's apple!!"

"Ahhhh-!"

"Ahhhh-!"

"Unfortunately, I thought the imperial concubine was a taller girl, but who knew she was a student!"

"Damn, I think... this voice seems a little familiar."

"You think too much, if I have seen such a beautiful woman, how could I forget it!"

"Niang Niang, do you still remember me in Mingde downstairs, Class [-] and [-]? I have been waiting for you for a long time! Look at me!!"

After Fang Ling opened his voice, the atmosphere in the entire hall was completely boiled, screaming one after another, as if entering a chicken coop.

Noble concubine dies well, and the beautiful woman dies at the foot of Mawei slope.At the end of this "New Drunken Concubine", the imperial concubine and the emperor were separated by round-necked Taoist guards and could never be together again.

The ending of Teacher Yu's opera tune fell slowly, and the song ended.

There is no ending action, this "New Drunken Concubine" ends directly with the dimming of the lights, as if it is the same as the love affair that ended without a problem.

Fang Ling put on the mask he picked up, and then ran to the lounge without looking back, facing countless eager eyes, both in the open and in the dark.

Concubine Fang Gui ended the curtain, but Fang Ling's master of ceremonies had to go online.

Taking off the Hanfu is easier than putting it on, and Fang Ling didn't take off his trousers at the beginning, so it doesn't take much time to change back to a white suit now.

Since the emcee's makeup is under the control of the school, a professional makeup artist also came, "Come on, close your eyes, I'll remove your makeup and keep it until the end of the next show, so you can go out."

So the make-up remover removes the make-up, and the remover removes the headgear for Fang Ling.After hastily tidying up, Fang Ling went outside directly.

After the person disappeared, Weng Ruo suddenly turned his head to look at Ding Tian, ​​with a hint of uncertainty in his tone, "Tian, ​​did you remove Fang Ling's nails just now?"

Ding Tian: "..."

Everyone: "!!!"

Oops.

Zhao Shun was stupid.