Chapter 516
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Then he opened his thin lips and raised his eyes. Every frown and smile was like a painting.
The surrounding people fell silent. Even the waiters who served the drinks didn't have the heart to move and disturb the performance of the person on the stage.
"Hey, hey..." A beautiful, clear voice floated out of Qin Guan's mouth. He had a faint smile on his face. He looked a little tipsy. The girl on the stage took two steps back.
The keyboard player wanted to help him, but he put down his hands when he saw what Qin Guan was going to do.
Qin Guan stopped and waved his sleeves. He smiled at the audience and turned around elegantly, covering the other side of his face with his fan.
His noble appearance was perfectly displayed. Even in his drunken state, he was still as graceful as ever.
"The Ice Wheel of the Island Begins to Turn..."
His long and thin voice was not hoarse like a boy's. It was like a different person's voice. This was the power of the Plum School.
"The Jade Rabbit rises from the east again. The Ice Wheel of the Island Begins to Turn Bright... The Bright Moon hangs in the sky, just like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace..."
It was a traditional Peking Opera called "The Drunken Concubine".
The Americans were standing in front of the haystack with their legs crossed, singing "Ha ha ha ha". Their tribal accent sounded like wild music, so they were embarrassed by Qin Guan's singing.
A dignified and handsome young man, while singing, chanting, and meditating, gave them a soul-shaking beauty.
It turned out that music could also be implicit and tactful, giving history and mystery to different countries.
The audience was fascinated by his performance. Qin Guan closed his folding fan and changed his starting position. He was caught off guard and changed the tune.
Pingtan, Kunqu and Su Opera were the three most famous operas in Suzhou and Hangzhou. In China, Kunqu had the widest audience.
Many audiences in the north loved it as much as Peking Opera. The singing was more delicate than Peking Opera, and it nourished the hearts of everyone who loved it like a small bridge and flowing water.
The Peony Pavilion Qin Guan had performed in the Peony Pavilion was like a graceful lady in her boudoir. Qin Guan had folded his fan and held up his thumb and middle finger, looking like a graceful lady in a boudoir.
The last emperors who had moved their capital to the south had been immersed in a gentle country to escape from all the tragedies. Only a soft and warm place like that could raise such a gentle girl.
"In the dream of the oriole, the chaotic years are full of light. Standing in a small courtyard, I pour all my energy into the smoke and throw away the thread. This spring is like last year."
Qin Guan was intoxicated by the singing. The alcohol in his body blended into his blood and rushed to his brain.
Excited, Qin Guan realized that it was boring to just sing the standard operas he was familiar with. It would be a pity if he didn't sing for himself on the stage alone.
Then he really did it.
"The great river flows to the east. The stars in the sky join the Big Dipper."
Pfft! All Cong Nianwei wanted to do was find a quiet corner, but Qu Xuemei had already started to move towards Qin Guan's stand.
"I really want to live for another five hundred years ~ ~ …"
He was drunk...
Dr. Luke had been dragged there by Hilton to introduce an unknown Asian star to him. He had been full of resentment at first.
As soon as the Asian actor got on the stage and started singing in a strange style, Dr. Luke became interested in Qin Guan.
He was interested in Qin Guan though, not his musical ability. As a senior musician, he could tell the difference between the voice of an angel and that of an ordinary person.
However, it was not impossible for Qin Guan to sing at the same time. Many singers who were worse than him had also released albums.
Unfortunately, Dr. Luke later realized that he had made a big mistake. Qin Guan had one advantage when he was sober, and that was that he never did things he was not good at.
Of course, it was too late by the time Qu climbed onto the stage. Qin Guan was already on the stage.
"Come on! Let's learn together! It's very easy! Super studious and hilarious! "
"Come on! Let's do it together! Let's get high! "
Qin Guan inserted the fan into the back of his neck and turned his head back and forth. His expression was really annoying as he started his journey of seeking death.
Forgive him for using a silly Korean song as the ending song of this concert. It was really his stingy burly man attribute acting up.
"Oppa, Jiangnan style..."
Then, he gestured towards Nick Carter with a hooligan's expression and hand gestures. Then, he spread his long, bare legs apart.
Squatting down slightly, he crossed his hands to look like he was holding the reins, and began to perform the horse riding dance.
Although he was muttering about the Jiangnan style, which would make Uncle Bird popular for many years to come, he was singing in an unknown language.
Only the horse-riding dance was beautifully restored by him, relying on his instincts. This was all thanks to the national imitation craze back then.
While Qin Guan was jumping on the stage, he shouted at the audience, "Come on! Let's do it together! Isn't it easy?"
It was the Jiangnan style!
The rebellious American boys were the first to be bewitched. Maybe it was because Qin Guan had been provoking Nick at first, but when they started to imitate him, they pointed their crotches at Nick in unison.
They didn't understand Korean, so they didn't know what was going on on the stage. In their opinion, this was the highest level of provocation.
Qin Guan was indeed a playboy who could make three top beauties fight with each other.
When even the young ladies below the stage abandoned the awkwardness of their short skirts and the temptation of being reserved, the party became a rather spectacular scene.
Nick Carter was surrounded on the spot, a circle of people riding towards him from all directions. Kind people get bullied, and kind horses get ridden …
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