I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 583 Drunk Concubine
On the stage, the sound of crisp bells spread out from the darkness, jumping and swaying like fire that tore through the darkness.

The stunning and charming "Concubine Yang" appeared on the stage in a phoenix crown and Xiapei, a thorny phoenix playing with a python, and stunning and charming makeup.This isn't the flower of the news department of A major, Su Shao, the goddess of A major, who else could it be?

This Concubine Yang is rippling every step of the way. Although she is wearing a complicated costume, the bells on the skirt and the sound of the bells all reveal her charm, her innocence, and she is willing to imprison her own freedom for love. But still yearn for a heart of freedom.

Stop at three steps, stop at five steps, graceful like a peony after rain, unprecedentedly glamorous.

It became even quieter under the stage, holding his breath and concentrating on it, staring blankly at "Concubine Yang" on the stage, tireless and flustered.

It's so beautiful.

Only when the hazy figure was fully exposed under the spotlight, did everyone see that this "Concubine Yang" still had a folding fan in her mouth.

She shook her hands apart, her sleeves were like silk, and she was holding flowers in the air and hanging down on both sides of the skirt.

With the action of flicking the sleeves, the silver bell made a "clang" sound, as if pearls and jade were dropped on a plate, it hit the heart's apex nicely, and at the same time made everyone quiet.

On a summer night in June, everything is quiet.

On the huge playground, only the sound of bells and the chirping of summer insects and cicadas remained.

Concubine Yang is not dancing on the stage, she is dancing in their hearts!

It's mesmerizing!
Under the stage, a classmate who had regained his senses was covering his little heart:

"It's over, I'm over! I seem to be in love with Yang Yuhuan, no no no no! I think I am Tang Minghuang!"

"Goddess Su? Is this Goddess Su? Are you sure it's not Su Daji?"

"Oh my god, this figure is really no less exciting than a hot dance. What kind of fairy is this, how could she be a green tea whore? Even if it is really green tea, I would still be green, I just like being a licking dog!"

"Brother, how about being a dog licking together?"

"My friends, I suddenly became interested in Peking Opera."

"This Peking opera dress looks very expensive, how much does it cost? Is Xue Qingwen's D family's haute couture dress more expensive?"

"What is haute couture? I took a look at the live broadcast room just now. Some netizens who understand Peking Opera and traditional costumes said that the goddess Su is wearing cultural relics! Do you know what cultural relics are? You can't buy them even if you have money." , This is the inheritance, the inheritance of culture!"

"Tears filled my eyes! In fact, Peking Opera is really good."

On the stage, the follow spot lights gradually went out.

"Concubine Yang" was swallowed by the darkness and disappeared.But the next moment, the lights on the stage were all turned on, and everyone could see the whole scene of the stage clearly.

This.
Rockery and rockery, stone tables and benches.There is wine and food on the table.

There is also the stage background, which really looks like a palace.

A stage is now full of people, including court ladies and eunuchs, and musicians on the side, there are more than a hundred people in unison.

This is Peking Opera, something handed down from our ancestors.

If you don't start singing, you won't start singing. Once you start singing, wearing costumes and putting on makeup, you will strive for perfection.

Even if no one is listening to the stage, but only one person is listening, you still have to sing until the sound of the drum falls and the yangqin fades away.

Sing to all the people in the world, sing about the clear mountains, sing about the bright moon, and sing about the duckweed in life and the troubled times.

Tell the gods and ghosts, tell your heartfelt love, ask for wishes, tell love and hatred, and never meet each other in the next life.

The drums are played, the dulcimer is accompanied by the sound, and the erhu is matched.

The one-fold "The Drunken Concubine" slowly kicked off, and it also opened up young people's outdated and conservative ideas about traditional culture
(End of this chapter)