Chapter 132 Konghou triangle iron

And after a student was arranged to come on stage here, the host came over to ask about their situation.

When she saw Sang Tang and the others' broken piano, she was shocked.

There is no monitoring in the dressing room, so there is no way to know who did it.

"Then what should we do now! It's impossible for us to return the music in Lin Shi!"

Lu Jie looked at Sangtang and asked as well.

"It's okay, you two don't have to worry, Brother Wang, please arrange our show to the end, thank you."

"That's it!"

Wang Jie left after finishing speaking.

The time is relatively tight. In such a short period of time, the two of them don't know what Sang Tang is going to do, but now they can only watch her.

In just one week from the rehearsal to the present, Sang Tang has built a lot of trust in the hearts of the two of them.

So when I heard Sang Tang say this, my heart was numb, but now I feel like I have found the backbone.

"How about we ask Zhu Siying to borrow it?"

"She won't borrow it."

Lu Jie directly interrupted Lianling's words.

"how do you know?"

"When I met her playing the piano once before, the people in their dormitory would not allow her to touch her, let alone let's borrow it now!"

Zhu Siying is cold and cold, and she doesn't like to talk to people. To put it bluntly, she is aloof.

Although Zhu's family is said to be a scholarly family, it is just a declining scholarly family. However, the Zhu family has always been unaware of themselves.

"I have an idea, you wait here for me."

After Sang Tang finished speaking, she went outside, followed by two people, and ran towards the musical instrument room.

When they came back, they just heard the host call their names.

The lights on the stage dimmed suddenly.

It was pitch black, and when everyone was puzzled, a crisp musical instrument sounded.

【Ding! 】

After the crisp sound, the lights came down in an instant.

At the end of the stage, the woman is wearing a white gauze dress, fluttering like a fairy.

A musical instrument taller than her was placed in front of her, and what she just struck was a musical instrument triangle hanging on the other side of her.

After a lot of praise, I saw slender and fair hands starting to pluck the strings.

The soft and clear voice penetrated, followed by a soft voice.

"Deep thrush, shallow thrush. Cicadas' temples covered with gleaming clouds, and the balcony rains back. Wushan is high, but Wushan is low. Dusk rain does not return, and the vacant room is alone."

After missing Bai Juyi's face, another beam of light came on.

Then I saw a soft and shy woman also wearing a white gauze dress, holding a long sword in her hand, with a shy and sad face.

Swinging along with the sword, the body is soft, and it keeps waving according to the softness of the tune.

After the softness in the early stage, as the tune played by the harp accelerated, the sword dance also changed slightly because of the softness, and became sharper.

Ding!
There was another clear knock, and another beam of light fell, and a figure in vermilion jumped onto the stage. The two faced each other, sword dancing.

The poem I just read was to describe the woman's longing and worry for her lover, as well as remembering the sweet love between the two at the beginning.

So in this woman, facing her lover, she naturally can't provoke rigidity, but thinking of the sweet love between the two, the woman is much softer.

Sangtang's harp is also much softer than the guzheng, and it is more suitable for the dance they are performing now.

(End of this chapter)

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