"No, right, the prelude is a mix, the piano sound should be thick!"

More than 20 musicians were confused when they heard it. The most puzzled thing was that there was a bell hanging on the side, and they didn't understand what rhythm she wanted.

Su Mengdie was confused when she saw the nineteen girls and musicians, and she was dancing on the stage by herself. This was not a solution. Although these girls were not deaf and mute, it was convenient to teach them.

But there is not much time left, and rehearsal requires tacit understanding. There is no way to go, so I can only clap my hands.

Qianxue and Feiyan immediately carried a copper plate to the stage, inlaid with a copper boot that was thick with thighs. What was she going to do?

Baihua's mother couldn't understand, let alone others.

Su Mengdie probably guessed that this would be the result, so she dressed up today, combed a fairy bun, wore yellow sand, and had a ribbon floating around her body. In addition, the stage was in the open-air courtyard, and the breeze blew and the ribbons swayed.

Fu Yunche, Wanqi Shenfeng and Mubai and others examined them personally, and sat in the audience to watch. After listening for a long time, they shook their heads, not knowing what she wanted to express.

The musicians were sweating profusely.

There were also more than a dozen civil and military ministers watching, and the monk Li Gudu was confused.

Su Mengdie was also anxious, stepped into the copper boots with her left foot, and then covered the long bell-bottom trousers. She looked at the people in front of her and said, "I guess they were wondering why Lian Qiao had danced that dance back then. No matter how strong the internal strength and superb martial arts, she could not do many movements. So let's reveal the secret now that her dance is actually called Feitian, with a Zen dance. Now the dance we want to rehearse is called Thousand-Handed Guanyin. It is also a legendary and sacred dance. I hum the song, and the musicians follow my rhythm to play an extraordinary song!"

"Is it the kind of Buddhist charm?" A musician asked humbly.

"That's right!"

Su Mengdie nodded, then slowly stretched out her limbs, opened her arms, raised her right foot little by little, raised her toes over her head, and kept lowering her body to the left, opening her mouth slightly: "Ahhhhhh..." As the tune, her right hand was raised, showing a bowing look.

Suddenly, a large curtain was hanging down, and hundreds of lanterns hung high, emitting golden light, illuminating the dark stage. Every movement of a woman was very slow, but her artistic conception was definitely far better than that of Forsythia at the time. Perhaps her clothes and lights were golden, so she seemed to have entered a fairyland.

“Ahhhhhh…”

The musicians raised various instruments and played with the rhythm and the beautiful dance. Although they were still unsatisfactory, they all looked carefully and rang the bell from time to time.

"Wow, so beautiful!" Mu Bai couldn't believe that there was such a wonderful dance in the world, especially the arch behind the woman with Buddha's light. With such a foil, she seemed to be in a Buddhist place. It turns out that people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold clothes. Dance also needs to create a winning environment.

Su Mengdie did almost countless positions that normal people could not do, but everyone knew it was the effect of the boots, so she was amazed.

Fu Yunche watched without blinking. When the woman stopped humming the song, she understood and walked to a musician responsible for playing the flute, took the flute, raised her hands and played it with her tune.

"That's right, that's it. You guys hum with me too!" pointing to the nineteen girls who were about to cooperate.

The first rehearsal was shocking, with the background music messy, but after a day, I achieved something, and the cooperation was barely enough.
Chapter completed!