At this time, Wang Juan had already changed her clothes in the dressing room below the stage.
She wore a pink dress with many gold and silver threads. Part of her hair hung down from her temples, while the rest draped over her shoulders. The head ornament was inserted almost all over her head, trembling and reflecting the light. Other than her eyes, the rest of her face was covered by a horizontal veil, and there was a red dot between her eyebrows.
When the song started, that set of instruments was used. This set of instruments was usually not taken out casually outside. Even when eating in a restaurant, there was no drum accompaniment.
At first, the people around thought that it was a jie drum, but later they realized that it wasn't.
Before they could figure it out, they saw a woman in pink walk up from the slanted steps below. She had a small microphone around her neck, and there was a long line connecting it to the speaker.
From another place, a group of men and women "floated" up. Some wore loose dresses, some wore tight short shirts, some held wine glasses, some held swords, and some held fruit platters. It was a very mixed scene.
"Worldly affairs ~ Laughable ~ Infatuation is the most boring ~ Supercilious ~ Alright …" The voice came from the woman on the stage as the audience watched.
Each and every one of them widened their eyes and opened their mouths. Even the children didn't shout blindly. This woman was really too beautiful. That figure, that voice, and that gaze … They couldn't see clearly. It was too far away.
While the people were marveling at the performer's beauty, they were also conquered by the comfortable tune and lyrics.
Zhang Xiaobao could understand the feelings of the people. If this wasn't a pentatonic mode, the people might feel uncomfortable and have to listen a few more times to get used to it.
Now that it was a silent mode, and with a special arrangement, it was refreshing. Zhang Xiaobao knew that people who listened to this song for the first time would be attracted. After all, those who weren't attracted were in the minority. There was no other way. You couldn't let everyone admire you. The only thing you needed to do was to put more effort into the people who admired you.
Wang Juan had also specially practiced this kind of "spinning" stage control. She practiced it in her own courtyard. The difference was that the stage was spinning, and now she was the one spinning.
She continued to sing, "When I wake up, I smile to people ~ ~ In my dreams, I forget ~ ~ Sigh ~ ~ It's too early ~ ~ The next life is hard to predict ~ ~ Love and hate are written off ~ ~ To drink and sing, I only ~ wish to be happy until I'm old ~ ~"
At this moment, the drums suddenly played a small continuo, and then the hanging cymbals, the stepping cymbals, and the ground drum sounded one after another. Then, "No matter how cold the wind is, I don't want to run away. No matter how beautiful the flowers are, I don't want them. Let me float."
Wang Juan sang the first part of "Endure Me Float" with a strong sense of rhythm. When it hooked people's hearts, the four words "Allow Me Float" accompanied by the swaying of her body like a willow, expressing the meaning of this sentence incisively and vividly. This kind of fast rhythm suddenly turned into a soft and tenacious effect, conquering everyone in an instant.
Some people in the audience held their breaths, some clenched their fists, and some people's legs were trembling.
Just as these four soft and tenacious words were sung, without waiting for others to breathe a sigh of relief, Wang Juan sang again, "The higher the sky ~ ~ the smaller the heart ~ ~ Don't ask how much karma ~ ~ Alone ~ ~ Drunk ~ ~ Today cry ~ ~ Tomorrow laugh ~ ~ Don't ask for anyone to understand ~ ~ Proud ~ ~ Singing ~ ~ Dancing ~ ~ Long night ~ ~ Finding ~ ~ happiness ~ ~ …"
Interlude.
The people who were listening to the song were stunned. This song was not only soft and tenacious, but also had a strong sense of rhythm. The dance was the same. Every rotation, every flutter, every pause, every stretch of the body, they all matched the song perfectly.
It was originally a song sung by a woman, but for some reason, the people who listened to it felt a lot of emotions in their hearts. There was the realization of life, the pursuit of life, the coldness of the long night, and the noise and prosperity in their eyes at this moment. It was like nostalgia, reluctance, tenderness, and determination.
No matter what, they could not imagine how a song could contain so many emotions.
"Good, good, good." Cheers rang out, causing the surrounding air to vibrate incessantly.
Some people even jumped and jumped, trying to find a way to vent the emotions in their hearts.
When the song reached the climax again, Wang Juan suddenly lifted the veil on her face and flung it out, revealing her beautiful face with cherry lips and a jade nose.
She continued to sing, "The wind is cold …"
Those who were not far away were all stunned when they saw the face behind the veil. Then, they went crazy and shouted in a mess.
"Cuckoo, it's Cuckoo."
"She's singing Cuckoo."
"Cuckoo is singing up there."
When they shouted, those who were far away also looked carefully and wanted to squeeze forward. They vaguely saw that others were shouting Cuckoo, so they also thought that it was Cuckoo.
Because there were people and stools in front of them, they could not squeeze forward, so they shouted along. Those who had good memories even sang along.
After the song ended, Wang Juan's figure disappeared from the stage. The people who were watching the performance shouted and clapped crazily again.
They felt that if they did not see it with their own eyes, they would not believe that the person who sang for them was Cuckoo. What kind of joke was this? How could Cuckoo go up to sing, and sing so well? If she was not crazy, then the world was crazy.
Everyone was excited and happy, but at the same time, they were shocked. Cuckoo could sing so well. Who said that she only knew how to fight?
"Alright, thank you for your applause. Xiao Hongchen's song was indeed very good. Of course, it was mainly because the singer sang it well. I did not introduce it before the song, but I believe that I do not need to introduce it after the song. Everyone should already know. That's right, the singer of Xiao Hongchen's song … is my goddess Cuckoo.
Then, just like the song just now, the song is singing, the dance is dancing, the night is long and unknowingly, the search for happiness. Cuckoo sang the first song so that we can continue to enjoy the performance tonight. The next song is a solo on the horse head zither. Please let us … Alright, you can come up by yourself. I will not introduce you. "
The host returned to the stage at the right time and said to the audience. He did not introduce the person who played the horse head zither because there was no need. This person was also from the intelligence department and was disguised. In the future, he would not perform for no reason unless it was necessary.
This person did not have any accompaniment, only a horse head zither. The most pure music. He took the microphone, adjusted it, and lowered his head to speak.
"Actually, I am very unwilling to be the second to come up. This would be a very sad thing for me. When Cuckoo finished singing, your hearts had already flown away with her. I discussed it with the two brats behind me. I said that you should switch with me. After all, you are performing a language show, which is different from the previous song. Perhaps you can win back some of the audience's hearts.
For this reason, I was even willing to treat them to a big meal, such as hot pot. However, I was mercilessly rejected by them. I found that they are very smart, as smart as I am. This is because it is impossible to eat hot pot outside in the inner courtyard, and eating at home is free. "
"Hahahaha …" There was another burst of laughter.
Some people were quick-witted and immediately understood that the person who played the horse head zither was also very capable. If he did not say a few words to amuse the audience and just started playing the zither, it would really be like what he said. No one was listening attentively. Everyone was thinking about Cuckoo's "Xiao Hongchen".
"Why don't I stop playing the zither? I will perform a stand-up comedy for everyone. When everyone is done laughing, I will see what those two behind me will do."
There was another burst of laughter in the audience.
Although he said that, he still had to perform the horse head zither. After testing the notes, he began to play. His level was also very high. The audience sat back down and listened attentively, enjoying the moment of joy.
"This is really fun." While Xiao Bei was waiting for her brother to make something to eat, she looked at the person on the stage and said, "Is he a professional performer?"
"No, he's from the intelligence team." Zhang Xiaobao whispered to his sister. His hands did not stop moving. He was currently peeling the shell of the prawn rake. He used a small knife to cut along the edges, opened the shell, and took out the meat inside. He placed it on a deep plate. After placing a dozen or so prawns, he scooped up the hot soup from the Malatang utensil and poured it over the meat. After pouring it over the meat, he poured the soup away from the plate and poured it over again. After doing this a few times, the meat would be cooked.
Xiao Bei waited patiently. She sniffed and smelled the soup. She nodded and said, "The people in our intelligence department are indeed very good. Especially after the incident in Jiangnan Society, they usually train harder. I have to train harder in the future and show my professionalism. Isn't that right, brother?"
"No need. If you're tired, just rest. You're still young. You have time to learn slowly." Zhang Xiaobao was afraid that if he said the right thing, his sister would compete with diplomacy all day from tonight onwards. In the end, she would confuse him.
While they were talking, the prawn rake meat was cooked. Zhang Xiaobao specially prepared a small dish of sesame paste, sesame oil, soy sauce, and oyster sauce. Whoever wanted to eat could dip it in.
"Come and eat." Xiao Bei called the eight people watching the performance. She first used a stick as a pair of chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat. She shook it in the sauce and carefully brought it to her mouth. She opened her mouth and bit into it. She nodded as she ate, making vague sounds of saying that it was delicious.
The other eight kids came over and surrounded the plate to eat.
After eating a piece of meat, Xiao Bei asked, "Brother, when are you going to sing your song? I'm sure you'll be able to control the audience. "
"I don't know. It depends on the situation. Anytime … What's the matter?" Zhang Xiaobao was talking to his sister when an intelligence agent came over from the side. He signaled to Zhang Xiaobao with his eyes that he had something to say.
The intelligence agent looked around warily. When he saw that there were no outsiders, he lowered his voice and said, "The Duo Man that Shui Yun led the team to capture has confessed. He said that the mission of the 231 people here is to capture the Tang people. It's best if they're real Tang people with status, such as officials and merchants.
However, they didn't expect the Tang people to act so quickly. They captured them before they could do anything. He said that there are three groups of people. One group is them, and the other group is the people at the border who are hired to carry the logs. "
"What about the last group?" Zhang Xiaobao knew that the third group was the most important. He had his eyes on the group at the border. He believed that good news would come soon.
"The last group has more people and many ships. They're traveling by sea and bypassing Lu Zhou's armed ships and the lighthouse. They're heading to Hangzhou to capture people. They said that there are more people with status in Hangzhou compared to other coastal areas. It's safer there," the intelligence agent said.
Zhang Xiaobao thought about it for a moment before he shook his head. "Tell Cuckoo to come back quickly. Don't stay there and chat with the others. Prepare the horses. I'll ask Cuckoo personally."
When Wang Juan returned and looked at Zhang Xiaobao in confusion, Zhang Xiaobao said to her, "We're not the only ones who know how to land and fight. Their target is Hangzhou. They're quite smart."
Wang Juan blinked and scoffed. "I'm worried that they'll die at sea when they go around the lighthouse and our armed ships. Let's go back and ask them."
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