My imagination has come true

"The Taijun took me very little, I have been trained in martial arts since I was a child; I heard that the second master came to transfer generals, and went to the third pass to capture Han Chang..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Mr. Mu nodded, but stopped talking, and just silently rolled up the prayer beads that had been in his hands for many years.

Among the guests here, many artists of the older generation know a little bit of opera, even if they can't sing, many of them often listened to and watched operas when they were young.

At this time, many old people couldn't help but sway their hands and feet slightly, very intoxicated.

The young people were still immersed in the beautiful singing before. Although they also felt that the little girl singing Peking Opera in front of him was indescribably graceful and played the stick very beautifully, but they didn't think it was that powerful.

Although Wang Haiwen is over [-] years old, he considers himself to be a younger generation. He can't get along with the elderly, and he doesn't usually like to listen to operas. Now, seeing her teacher, Mr. Feng, he is so intoxicated that he even throws his crutches aside and dances. , couldn't help laughing.

"Teacher, what are you doing? Last month, I specially bought a ticket to take you to the theater to listen to an opera. I have never seen you so happy."

Wang Haiwen said it twice before Mr. Feng parted his attention to her: "Oh, last month, the performances of those young people were so-so, but they can't be compared with this one!"

"I don't see a difference—"

Wang Haiwen grunted, but also shut up.

In fact, it is completely invisible, and it seems that it is not.

Even she felt that the stick was alive in this girl's hands.

When Mu Qingyun was on the stage, she was always in the same relaxed state as when she was back home, and her plays were also unconstrained.

Mr. Mu watched for a long while, and couldn't help laughing: "Poor old fellows who are accompanists, I'm afraid they are very terrified at the moment."

"They should be worried too."

The old housekeeper laughed, "It saves you from despising this bad thing all day long, and that bad one."

"These children who played with us Ah Qing on the stage are really embarrassing."

Mr. Mu looked at the old man, smirked, but didn't speak.

Tension, Shang Xin, and Xiong Shengsheng are not in the slightest embarrassment.

When they entered the door and saw those well-known characters in the entertainment industry, they were naturally so nervous that they almost became walking on the same foot.

It's just that when you get on stage, just like your boss said, you don't have to think about anything, just stay steady, and leave the rest to her.

Sure enough—when throwing the stick, as long as they raise their hands, the stick will be at hand, no matter what speed or angle they throw the stick, the boss will not miss it.

Shang Xin even felt that after the filming of this scene, he had to hurry up and calm down, otherwise he would have to swell.

If he feels that he is very capable and has magical skills, and he insists on starting a live broadcast to show his skills, then what is waiting for him must be the "loud laughter" of thousands of water friends.

Mu Qingyun also sang this part of the scene heartily, very happily, and the stick in his hand almost made an afterimage.

He was having fun when he suddenly heard someone shouted from the audience: "Take my sword!"

Before the words were finished, a young man with a slender body and a tough face suddenly rushed onto the stage. With a flick of his long sword, he stabbed directly at Mu Qingyun's face, full of murderous intent.

Mu Qingyun put his stick against the long sword, and read: "Don't want it, I boast of my height, and I don't need guns or knives to go into battle. I only use a green dragon stick. Step down, step down and ride away on the horse. When the bandits see you Soul pin."

While reading and playing, it is really able to continue singing, and smoothly suppress the comer.

In an instant, the brilliance of the whole show was raised to a higher level, and even the guests who were a little tired were instantly refreshed.

Mr. Mu originally stood up, but now he sat down slowly.

The old butler was so angry that his head swelled: "Fang Heng, bastard, hum."

Mu Qingyun fought for a long time before suddenly realizing.

It can't be blamed that she doesn't remember that she still has an opponent waiting to fight her at the birthday banquet.

It really wasn't that long in reality, but in her memory, a long time had passed.

Even if it seems like a dream without leaving a trace, it still has an impact.

However, she remembered that Mr. Qiao and the others said that Fang Heng is a master and a very particular person. Even if he avenged his brother Fang Zhilong this time and was chosen for the birthday banquet for unknown reasons, he must Set up the arena in a well-regulated manner, and play a battle card.

What's the situation now?
Mu Qingyun easily pressed Fang Heng, hitting him all the way until the end of his play, and threw him backstage with a backhand, and then continued to appear and exit.

The audience was silent.

All the guests clapped and applauded for a long while, then they faintly felt that something was wrong, so they stopped and looked around again.

The old birthday star and those who sat in the main seat all had strange expressions on their faces, as if they had a toothache.

Not only the toothache, but also the cheeks are sore and swollen.

Who is Mu Qingyun?
Everyone has gone through the history of her origin so many times, she is just an ordinary, maybe a little clever little girl.

Martial arts practice is just a matter of recent years. After practicing poking feet, it is said that he is quite talented, and he is a rising star worth looking forward to.

Did you hear that, it's a rising star!

Although Fang Heng is young, he is a master who has been famous for many years.

When a little girl fights Fang Heng, it is like a young boy who has just entered a hobby class fighting an adult who has graduated from a physical education institute. No one thinks that he will win.

The results are good now, it's not just as simple as winning, they didn't even delay in singing, they used Fang Heng as a tool until the end, and only let him step down and bow.

Everyone: "..."

Fang Heng got up silently, put away his sword, and acted as if nothing had happened, he was the most composed of all.

At the beginning, of course, he planned to end the birthday banquet and challenge the arena, but just now, when Mu Qingyun's stick was released, his Unyielding Sword suddenly began to react.

At that moment, he really wanted to fight Mu Qingyun.

And he also knew that others had misjudged him, and he was clearly a master.

Fang Heng exhaled, smiled, and went out to salute Mr. Mu, Shi Shiran went out.

However, Mu Qingyun didn't delay eating, took off her make-up, changed her outfit, and after washing up, she sat down beside Mr. Mu, taking her time, mouthful after mouthful, and earnestly fed herself.

A group of people around her who looked at her as if they were looking at something rare didn't let her eat half a mouthful.

Mr. Mu was overjoyed, and thought: This child is really a general. No wonder the Zhi Nao and think tanks at home are so optimistic about her. They are looking for various reasons and excuses to give her points.

He is also very rare about this child.

A birthday banquet seemed to end in a low-key way.

Every guest who left the birthday banquet was full of many thoughts, and it seemed that he didn't know who to tell, and it was very uncomfortable if he didn't talk.

But the name of Qingyun Entertainment quietly appeared on the desks of many people.

For example, after Wang Ge, before he left the Royal Palace, he explained to his agent first, and paid more attention to Qingyun Entertainment in the future to see if there were any opportunities for cooperation.

Dear ones, please take a day off tomorrow.