Chapter 702: 702: Fairy Jump (2)
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The Empress’ Livestream
- Quick-fried Mushroom
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- 2021-02-26 12:02:38
Chapter 702 Chapter 702: Immortal Jumping (2)
His main character is a woman. Where would a group of beautiful women sing and dance?
The food in front of them is full of delicious food and wine, and there are some dried fruits with good looks, which are difficult to eat in the north.
Jiang Yanji was sipping a dried fruit like a squirrel, and heard the sound of more than twenty women's footsteps outside the account.
The tent opened, and Qingyishui's Hongshangwuji accompanied Rulan Qingxiang to enter, making the whole handsome account bright.
There is a spice in the lamp oil, and when burning, the bronze lamp will emit a strange fragrance.
In such a fragrant atmosphere, the graceful and slenderly dressed red dress dancer, stepping on the elegant silky bamboo orchestra, danced with the companion's accompaniment, and everyone's eyes were straight-live The audience was shouting, like a hungry wolf party. The content of the barrage has become another style of painting, and the rewards are flowing like water, full of enthusiasm.
Emperor Hanwu: Didn't everyone say that the ancients didn't look good? Face-scratching-I thought the modern aesthetic standards were already very high. Now when I look around the studio, I know that the classical beauty is the classical beauty, not comparable to the net red face, and the recognition is very high.
[Chen Ajiao]: Shouldn't you be the shameful face-controlling dog, the focus should be on music and classical dance?
Jiang Yanji's identity is a noble son, but the audience knows that she does not like luxury, but prefers to be pragmatic.
This has also led to the serialization of live broadcast rooms for many years. The audience saw few banquets, but the quality of each one was extremely high.
According to the audience, many people regarded the recorded and broadcast videos of those banquets as guilds, and 100% of the ensemble music was restored.
There are even local tyrants who paid for their pockets and set up an ancient style music festival, which has now held four sessions.
Driven by the enthusiasm of the live broadcast room, China has set off a retro trend in recent years, and young people have begun to attach importance to ancient culture.
Jiang Yanji knows the importance of civilization to the inheritance of a race, and she will be happy for them as long as the influence is positive.
Some people have a high level of consciousness, but more people are still ordinary Yan-controlled dogs. It is important to look at beautiful talents.
They can see that these dancers are well-maintained and should be private song and dance troupes in the backyard of Daguan nobles.
Each dancer has a high level of appearance, one with beautiful facial features, a slender figure, muscles like fat, and waists like spring willows.
Even if it isn't the beauty of the country, it is also a rare beauty.
The beauties of red dresses danced in the tent, their eyes fluttered, and Gu Pansheng's radiance made people itch.
Jiang Yanji held the wine bottle in one hand and leaned against the chin with the food case in one hand, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the dancing girls as if fascinated.
If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that her gaze is already on the dancing dancer, and her eyes move with it, burning like a fire, with a fiery temperature under the calm appearance, as if to burn through the man's dance clothes, with her eyes Inspect her carcass ...
Xu Pei noticed Jiang Yanji's appearance and laughed inwardly. After all, young people are young people. How can they resist beautiful seduce?
He thought that the other party was a boy who had little desire for self-cultivation and great restraint, and now he was clearly a fake.
Yang Si, who was sitting in a row behind Jiang Yanji, saw her back and tilt her head, secretly squeezing sweat.
Lord, how much do you like Miss Sister, you do not have that crime tool, do you remember your true gender?
"These dances are very chic." Jiang Yanji was sober from the state of infatuation and smiled at Xu Pei. "Dance is beautiful, people are more beautiful."
It really is enthusiasm!
"It's just the dancing dancers in the family. If Xianxian likes it, he can pick one back and give you the right."
Among the clans, let alone the dancing singers who were sent to the backyard, even if they were swapping small crickets, it was also elegant.
Jiang Yanji's expression moved slightly, and her heart moved, but she restrained.
"How sorry? See how they look, it takes a lot of thought to adjust. It's so expensive, I can't stand it."
Xu Pei said to the lead dancer, "Don't wink. I used to pour Liuxian Ling."
Wu Ji Yingying worshiped, stretched out her fragile hands, and poured a glass of wine for Jiang Yanji.
The two were not far away, Jiang Yanji could smell the fragrance of her and asked casually.
"What spice was used? Really scent."
Wu Jixi blushed and shyly, "I never use spices for my body. This is a body scent that I was born with."
Yang Si's expression became stiffer. He was wrong and he shouldn't follow.
This kind of occasion makes Fengzhen, the prodigal son, more appropriate. He is best at dealing with these Yingying Yanyan.
"Natural body fragrance?" Jiang Yanji approached slightly, sniffed, and into the eyes was Wu Ji's slender white neck and delicate collarbone. Her expression was a little fascinated, and even the clear voice was slightly dumb and provocative. The ears are soft.
"It really is a beauty. Even this fragrance is different."
"The Liu county magistrate praised."
"Do you have any other dances?" Jiang Yanji asked her.
Wu Ji whispered, "Yes."
Xu Pei, the "old man" who drew the red line, clapped his hands. The music that had just fallen sounded again, and the dancing dancer returned to the line.
Jiang Yanji said, "This dance and music is very novel, and it feels very different from the north."
Xu Pei said with a smile, "The north is arrogant and aggressive, the south is gentle and careless, and the two are naturally different."
"Brother Xu has a lot of research on this ... I often hear how versatile Brother Xu is. It is rumored that the literary star in heaven is reincarnated. Unlike my younger brother, he did n’t like reading, and he did n’t understand piano, calligraphy, and painting. Even his father often reprimanded him, saying that his younger brother Yu Wooden head, seven tricks and six tricks-no tricks. The younger brother thought, if there is such an accomplishment as Brother Xu, if you want to come to your father, you do n’t need to sigh all the time.
Jiang Yanji looked like a frustrated teenager.
Where does Xu Pei believe this?
However, he is also personal, and naturally he will not expose Jiang Xiji's "humble" words.
Under the intentional guidance of Jiang Yanji, Xu Pei and her topic slowly moved to the art field.
Xu Pei did not disappoint Jiang Yanji's compliment. The man looked young, but he was not very good at piano, calligraphy, and painting.
The audience expressed their feelings that if Xu Peisheng was a proper, all-round artist in their time, once reported, he would be popular in China. He looks good and is proficient in the arts of the gentleman. In this way, Tom Sue ’s design will definitely be countless little fans. After all, if you don't want it, it won't work. Unfortunately, Xu Pei was born into the wrong dynasty and was born to a clan such as Xu, whose skills can only be used as leisure time.
The conversation was happy, Xu Pei glanced at the picture scroll that Yang Si was holding and asked casually.
"That was painted by Xiandi?"
Jiang Yanji showed a proper expression of distress. "My father often rebuked me that the younger brother was not good at school, and the three-year-old child's graffiti was better than the younger one. The younger brother was not convinced and looked for the paintings of Mr. Yuan Jing's master and planned to take it back to Lintong for research. Maybe what can I learn from it so that my father would scold him twice. Let Xu Xiu laugh. Jing Rong, how did you bring this painting out? "
In the last sentence, Jiang Yanji was a little embarrassed, and the audience gave her countless "666" s during the live broadcast.
(End of this chapter)