At night, the square of Weilan Guandi Community.
It's brightly lit here.
The stage lights are focused. Aunt Wang, as the organizer of the art show and also the host of the art show, is wearing a blue and white porcelain cheongsam. She has a curvy figure. It is obvious that she was also a flower when she was young.
Even now, her charm is still there, but she doesn't usually dress up.
Aunt Wang came to the stage and looked at the growing audience. She curled up her lips. There were at least a thousand people attracted at this moment. Obviously, many of them were not for the cultural performance, but for the performance.
From small leaves.
However, that's not important.
Looking at the many spectators gathered around, in order to win over the audience, Aunt Wang directly showed her trump card, "I am very happy that everyone can come to participate in the art performance of Weilan Community. Now we invite our great singer Ye Xuan to perform a song for us.
"The new imperial concubine is drunk", everyone is welcome!"
Then, Ye Xuan strolled onto the stage, and immediately there was thunderous applause, mixed with some howls.
"Today, at the invitation of Aunt Wang, I am honored to come to participate in the community's cultural performance. I just wrote a new song during this period, which has some elements of opera. I hope everyone will like it."
After a brief introduction, a brisk and elegant rhythm began, and Ye Xuan's voice sounded from the stage at a certain moment.
"That year's snowflakes fell and plum blossoms bloomed on the branches."
"There was so much sadness left by the Huaqing Pool that year"
"Don't say who is who, it's not about emotional wrong or right."
"I just want to get drunk with you again in my dream"
"..."
"The golden bird hairpin jade scratching the head is the gift you gave me"
"The song of colorful feathers sings and dances for you several times in reincarnations"
............
The magnetic and full sound sounded from the stage, giving people a kind of classical beauty, which made people feel very comfortable listening, and the rhythm was just right.
When Ye Pengfei and Chen Xiaowan heard their son's singing, their faces were filled with pride, but it's not their fault. It's hard for any parent not to be happy when they see their son being so good.
"Lao Ye, it's okay. Your boy is so good at singing."
"No wonder several songs are popular on the Internet."
Uncle Wang next door, who is also Aunt Wang's wife, sighed with emotion as he looked at Ye Xuan on the stage who seemed to have changed.
"This kid is just so-so~"
Ye Pengfei said with a smile, his face was filled with a happy smile.
Uncle Wang next door heard this and rolled his eyes at Ye Pengfei, "Tsk~"
"Normally, you old man, just have some fun."
"Yes, Lao Ye, if your son is just average, wouldn't everyone else be useless!"
"Pretending, Lao Ye has started to pretend now. I really underestimated him before."
"Tsk tsk, this song is much more pleasant to the ear than those sung by those singers."
"Well, how about some of Ye's boys' songs become popular on the Internet~~" www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
Boiling sounds rose up and intertwined in the field, and in the midst of everyone's heated discussion, counter-singing voices rose smoothly.
"Love and hate are in a moment"
"Raise a glass to the moon and feel as much love as the sky"
"Love and hate are boundless"
"Ask you when you fell in love"
"..."
"The chrysanthemum platform reflects the bright moon"
"Who knew my love was so cold"
.........
Phew~
There was a sudden twist in the drama. Aunt Wang, who had just drank water to suppress her throat, spit it out on the spot. Her eyes were fixed on the stage in disbelief. To be precise, she was staring at Ye Xuan.
Not only her, but also Aunt Wang's dozen or so little sisters, all of them stared blankly at Ye Xuan in the field.
What the hell?
Chapter completed!