Li Jiancheng smiled slightly, and ignored Shang Xiufang.

His response made Shang Xiufang uncomfortable. The previous idea was getting stronger and stronger in his heart. [BSP; "Okay, the Temple of the Temple of the Japanese War opened, Brother Li, you notified, and set the Xiufang to place it.

After that, the old man went with you. "See Shang Xiufang also persuaded himself, the old man named Lei finally made up his mind.

It wasn't his thoughts about the things in the battle of the Temple, but the wishes of his heart could not be realized, and his heart was dare not. After this time, he would have no regrets.

"Being able to invite Lei Lei to help, it is the luck of the construction." Li Jiancheng saw that he agreed, and immediately said happily. Although it does not necessarily need the other party, but in the unknown place like the Temple of War, there is more powerful teammates.

There is an extra guarantee. So Li Jiancheng is still a little happy.

Nympho

"Thanks for the reign of the old man to participate in the old man's meeting." Before the conference began, Wang Tong politely said to the people here.

The low people laughed out in this remark, and couldn't help thinking of him in his heart. He was very humorous.

"First of all, we invited Shang Xiufang to present a dance for us."

After Wang's conversation, he walked down and returned to his own position.

And Shang Xiufang, who was in this table, had a whole long skirt and walked towards the stage. However, she did not attract everyone's unhappiness. On the contrary, she looked forward to it.

Look at her.

Li Jiancheng's mouth was drawn, and his heart could not help but think of: It seems that there are still fewer entertainment programs in this era.

Shang Xiufang walked to the stage, and everyone glanced at the scene, and gave a mild smile. It made people feel that they were not deliberately close, but they would not be alienated.

However, when her eyes were swept to Li Jiancheng, a feeling of anger suddenly gave birth to her heart.

I saw Li Jiancheng holding his head with one hand, yawning in his mouth, and at the same time, his eyes did not put himself on himself, but he kept sweeping around.

Li Jiancheng's unsatisfactory look made Shang Xiufang feel a little discouraged. Is he really bad? When he appeared, this guy did not see himself. Now, when he came to the stage to perform, he was still bad.

It looks like I want to lose, and I want to cry.

However, someone who was remembered by Shang Xiufang continued to sweep the people in the scene.

And someone is our protagonist children's shoes Li Jiancheng.

In his opinion, Shang Xiufang's dance may be good in today's era, but compared with those active dances in the future, it is not worth mentioning, so he has no interest.

In the future, the hot dance of excitement; the dazzling hip -hop; which one of the seductive steel pipe dance is not better than the current dance?

However, when Shang Xiufang danced, Li Jiancheng found that he was wrong, and it was completely wrong.

Qingyan pink skirt, green silk ink stain, colorful fan is elegant, if the immortal is spirit, the water of the water seems to come from the dream. A round of the spring moon opening the palace mirror, Shang Xiufang under the bright moonlight raised his wrist and low eyebrows, sometimes

Light Shuyun's hand, the fan in the hand is held together, like a pen who walks around the dragon and painted Danqing, the jade sleeves are full of wind, elegant and healthy.

Twist, round, song, flowing clouds, the clouds and dragons fly.

That cheerful dancing posture, the beautiful and skillful movements, so delicate, so changeable, like a peacock opening screen, like lotus blooming, like flying dragon shuttle.

The admiration of life is even more exciting, the baptism and release of the soul!

Dancing calmly and being comfortable. Her heart swims on the endless platform, freely thinking about it. The starting action is like leaning and looking up;

The grace is not compelling, and it is so embarrassing. It is really difficult to use language to image. Then dance, like flying, and walking; like spicy, like oblique pouring. Inadvertently moves

The body should be drumming. The slender Luo Yi fluttered from the wind, and the long sleeves surrounded by the left and right. The endless stance fluttered, and the tortuous figure merged with hands and feet.

The light stride is like a swallow Fuchao, flying high, like a bird's night. The beautiful dance is leisurely and soft, and the sensitive fast -flying body is as light as wind.

Show his mind, and you can think of it alone in the ghost of the far away.

At this time, a poem flashed in Li Jiancheng's mind, stretched out his hand from the table, and the novices waved out:

In the past, there were beautiful women Shang Xiufang, and a dance sword sword moved to the West.

The viewers are frustrated like mountains, and the heavens and earth are low.

Yao Ruyu shot nine days and sunset, and the emperor Luo Longxiang.

Here is like a thunder to get angry, so as Jiang Hai Ning Qingguang.

The vivid image comparison and perfect combination, Li Jiancheng's mind was baptized again. Shang Xiufang's dance gave him the shock and unspeakable.

Li Jiancheng, who broke through because of Li Jian, who broke through with the three daughters and yang, at this time, at this time, his heart was rare and quiet, and he felt it in detail, so that he realized again, and stabilized the mood for that unexpected breakthrough.

He can really be a breakthrough in a real sense.

Previously, he had strength, but did not have a corresponding state of mind. Today, because of Shang Xiufang's dance, he finally stabilized. Therefore, he was grateful to Shang Xiufang.

"good!"

"Let's go again ..."

After a dance, everyone here applauded, especially some people are looking forward to Shang Xiufang can come again. However, this wish can only be extravagant.

Shang Xiufang worshiped the crowd, and then came down and came to the old man named Lei.

Although he was asking, he knew from her gorgeous face that she was quite confident in her dance skills.

"Oh, yes." The old man named Lei smiled habitually. First of all, he didn't feel it about this aspect; second, he was also used to it.

In the end, I will feel boring. And he has seen Shang Xiufang dancing for more than ten years, what else can you feel?

"Brother Li just wrote a poem for you just now, take it!" Except for some interests of the martial arts, the old man named Lei knew nothing at all, so there was no idea about the poem Li Jiancheng. Therefore,

, I didn't feel much.

However, under the teachings of his mother, Shang Xiufang was quite proficient in these. Therefore, just a little bit of time, he praised Li Jiancheng's poem (Khan).

My heart was a little surprised. Just now Li Jiancheng and the old man named Lei were imposing. Behind the old man named Lei, she naturally felt. At that time, she was quite surprised.

Although I do n’t know Leo ’s specific strength, anyone who wants to be incompatible with himself is finally repelled by Lei Bo, which shows that his strength is high. However, Li Jiancheng can easily confront them.

High strength!

Today, a poem written by Li Jiancheng even praises her. Everyone will know what kind of poem is writing poems, but from a poem, you can know his skills.

Among them, it is impossible to do it. For a Li Jiancheng who can have greatly developed in the text and Wu, Shang Xiufang's curiosity is already extremely strong.

However, in addition to letting Lei Bo give this poem to herself, Li Jiancheng said nothing. Let Shang Xiufang grit his teeth and turn his eyes. He has an idea in his heart.

"Oh, let's thank the dance that everyone brings to us again." Li Jiancheng found that Wang Tong was very talented as a host, and said it was a set one by one, as if returning to the future, when watching those programs.

"Everyone has already performed, the following is time to play for everyone."

After Wang's call, I walked down from the stage again.

Later, the people present performed their own master instruments one by one, which made Li Jiancheng once again marveled by the powerful national culture of Huaxiayuan.

Flutes, Erhu, Pipa, Silk Bamboo, Huqin, Zheng, Drum and other national musical instruments have given everyone a rich auditory feast.

"Everyone knows that this time the old man invited the descendants of a old friend. Yes, she is Shi Qingxuan Shi everyone. Below, everyone will enjoy the performance of Shi everyone."

"Stone everyone, Shi everyone ..."
Chapter completed!