Just now, it was a dance full of modern flavor. When Jiujiu suddenly appeared with a guqin, it instantly pulled people back to the ancient era.
Moreover, Jiujiu's ancient costume was extremely beautiful. She walked like an ancient lady with light steps, and the dangling hairpin on her head swayed gently. Her every frown and smile was like a painting.
Although there were many people wearing Han costumes now, and even in the pursuit of perfection, their hairstyles, accessories, and even shoes were as ancient as possible.
Some Han costumes made by restoring ancient patterns were sold at sky-high prices.
However, no matter how much the restoration of the patterns was promoted, in fact, more or less added a lot of their own understanding.
Moreover, the patterns had been passed down to the present, and there would be some artistic processing. In general, it could be restored, but some of the smaller details were impossible.
It was absolutely impossible to restore it to 100%.
Therefore, in front of Jiujiu's real ancient costume, all other costumes had to stand aside.
Moreover, Jiujiu not only came out in an ancient costume, but also held a guqin that was standard for an ancient lady.
She walked lightly, and the dangling hairpin on her head swayed slightly. Even if there was no microphone in front of Jiujiu, the audience under the stage seemed to hear the crisp sound of the dangling tassels colliding with each other.
Jiujiu put the guqin on the table and sat down.
She habitually played the strings to test the sound, and then began to play the prelude.
Jiujiu looked down and played the guqin attentively and vividly. The extra lights on the stage were all extinguished, leaving only a spotlight on Jiujiu's body.
The big screen behind Jiujiu perfectly presented Jiujiu's appearance.
Jiujiu's fingers flipped quickly, and everyone heard a familiar music. Jiujiu's eyelids drooped slightly, and her eyelashes swayed gently with her movements, like the wings of a butterfly that was about to fly. People couldn't help but want to touch them.
At this moment, Jiujiu suddenly opened her mouth. The familiar lyrics were interpreted by Jiujiu in a version that was exclusive to her.
Jay Chou was a national idol. There were countless people who liked him in the school, and there were many people who could sing "Qing Hua Porcelain".
However, when Jiujiu's voice was interpreted with a little "baby voice", it had a different flavor.
For a moment, the noisy auditorium suddenly quieted down. Almost everyone quietly looked at Jiujiu on the stage and listened to her singing.
A song only lasted three minutes.
After singing the song, Jiujiu held the guqin, bowed to the audience under the stage, and slowly walked off the stage as she came.
Jiujiu walked to the back of the stage. She didn't know when he was standing under the stage.
As soon as Jing Ke reached out, the guqin in Jiujiu's hand was held in his arms.
Jiujiu looked at Jiujiu in a daze. She couldn't figure out what Jing Ke wanted to do.
Since yesterday, she had felt that Jing Ke was a little strange.
First, he insisted on picking her up and sending her back to the dormitory. Then, he suddenly appeared backstage today and wanted to help her take the guqin.
As soon as Chen Chuyao, who came to find Jiujiu, came out, he saw Jing Ke holding Jiujiu's guqin.
Chen Chuyao was also handsome, but standing next to Jing Ke, who had a calm and cold temperament, he inevitably lost his momentum.
Moreover, although Jiujiu looked a little surprised, she didn't take her guqin back. It could be seen that Jiujiu and this man were actually familiar with each other.
This was the first time that Chen Chuyao saw Jiujiu being so close to a person.
Moreover, his opponent was handsome, so his chances of winning were lower.
Chen Chuyao's heart sank, but he didn't want his first love to end like this.
Suppressing the sadness in his heart, Chen Chuyao squeezed out a smile and walked to Jiujiu's side. He said with a smile, "Congratulations, your performance was perfect."
"It's okay. President, are you done?"
"Not yet. I just wanted to see you."
When Chen Chuyao said this, his eyes were fixed on Jiujiu. His feelings were clear.
But Jiujiu didn't seem to understand. With a lukewarm smile on her face, she said, "Well, my makeup is heavy. I'll go back first. Bye."
With that, Jiujiu walked out.
Jing Ke nodded at Chen Chuyao and followed Jiujiu with the guqin.
"Who is he?"
When they were only three meters away, Jing Ke couldn't help but ask.
Jiujiu, who was wondering what Jing Ke was thinking, was suddenly asked a question. She paused for a moment and looked up at Jing Ke. Suddenly, she laughed. "You're the person in charge of this orientation party and the president of the Student Union. Why do you ask?"
"I think he likes you."
Jing Ke was a man and naturally understood men very well. Moreover, Chen Chuyao didn't pretend. Anyone could see his feelings for Jiujiu.
"I know, but I don't like him." Jiujiu finally walked out of the auditorium and let out a long sigh of relief.
Usually, only a few people didn't feel it during rehearsals, but this time, there were thousands of people sitting below the stage, and the temperature in the room rose several degrees.
Moreover, many people would eat all kinds of things out of boredom, making the air smelly, which made her particularly uncomfortable.
Seeing Jiujiu's eyebrows relax after walking out of the auditorium, Jing Ke couldn't help but continue to ask, "What about the future? What if you fall in love with him in the future?"
"If I like him, I'll date him. What else can I do?" Jiujiu looked sideways at Jing Ke with a puzzled expression. "Why are you so strange recently?"
Hearing Jiujiu say that she would date him if she liked him, Jing Ke's heart skipped a beat.
At the thought of Jiujiu dating another man, Jing Ke's heart was bitter and astringent, as if he had eaten dozens of lemons and coptis.
Without thinking, Jing Ke grabbed Jiujiu's arm.
When he saw Jiujiu's surprised face, Jing Ke reluctantly suppressed the words' Then what should I do? 'and changed them into a more normal sentence. "You are still an adult, so you can't date."
Jiujiu was speechless as she looked at Jing Ke, who was making an issue out of her youth.
Jiujiu pursed her lips. "I will be an adult in two months. Besides, it's already a loss not to date in high school. If I don't date in college, should I wait until I'm old?"
Jiujiu patted Jing Ke's strong arm as if they were brothers. "Jing Ke, you are a good person, but your thinking is a little too old-fashioned. Let me tell you, if you continue to be like this, you won't be able to find a girlfriend."
He didn't want to find a girlfriend. He just wanted Qiao Yinan to be his girlfriend.
But Jing Ke couldn't say this sentence out loud.
He could only sulk and walk forward with Eldest Qin in his arms.
Jiujiu didn't expect Jing Ke to suddenly get angry. She strode forward and hurriedly trotted to catch up with him.
However, Jing Ke was really a little too angry. As soon as Jiujiu chased after him, he quickened his pace. Jiujiu chased after him for a long time but couldn't catch up with him. Instead, she was so tired that she could only slow down resentfully.
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