Beautiful mother uses 18 martial arts to teach the whole network how to be a good person

Zhu Zhu's singing was reaching its highest point on the stage, but the sound of the speakers was so loud that one couldn't hear what was going on.

Lisa only vaguely felt that Han Bingbing said something, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Just as she was about to ask the question, the music on the stage was almost over, so Lisa had to turn back to see the result.

The song "Fortune Telling" gave today's rehearsal a pretty good start.

The on-site director walked onto the stage and communicated with the two about the areas that needed improvement on the stage.

There was a lot of dissatisfaction in the barrage.

"Zhu Zhu has completely become Ou Chen's foil..."

"Shouldn't the dancers be behind or to the side of the singer? How is Ou Chen dancing in the center of the stage?!"

"Where's Zhu Zhu? The whole time, all she could see was Ou Chen dancing..."

"Honestly, this stage effect looks really ordinary without close-ups and camera movements!"

"Does the stage director have a grudge against Zhu Zhu's group? This stage has no highlights at all!"

Perhaps the program team received the complaints from the live broadcast room, so Chen Yuan temporarily ran to the stage and readjusted the positions of the two, and the lighting team also adjusted the spotlight.

The second rehearsal of "Fortune Telling" was finally much better than the last time.

"Please hurry up with the production team! I'm looking forward to watching Meng Qi's "Into the Painting"!"

"Tipping the Cup! Tipping the Cup! I secretly watched the pantomime on mute for a long time during work just to wait for "Tipping the Cup"!"

While Jin Chuan was connecting the lines, Zhu Zhu and Ou Chen walked over to the audience and sat down. They looked at the busy props staff on the stage, glanced at each other silently, and felt lost at the same time.

Above the stage hung a three-meter-wide gauze curtain that was wide enough to cross the stage. A faint pattern of Jiangnan landscape could be seen on the thin gauze.

Behind the curtain, two ladies in ancient costumes, one indigo and the other in purple, wearing matching clothes, walked slowly to their respective stations with oil-paper umbrellas in their hands, as if they were admiring the scenery in a garden, looking quite comfortable.

Li Mengqi, who already has a voluptuous figure, looks even more charming against the backdrop of the lavender skirt. She sits leisurely on the stone bench in the garden, and her slightly tilted legs make her look even more slender.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, Cui Jing's profile reveals a quiet look, and her indigo skirt seems both still and moving with the embellishment of orange ribbons.

After hearing the instructions in the headset, Cui Jing raised her head and spoke calmly.

"I have a love story that has been painted, and I return to my old dream hometown

I have a love story, signed with the imprint of my past life

One city is sunny while the other city is rainy, which draws me into the play and makes me intoxicated.

A touch of fragrant tea in Yu Garden, a cup of elegant tea

As the music started, Li Mengqi gently lifted the umbrella, and her slightly rough voice with an indescribable sexiness passed through everyone's ears softly like a whisper.

"Looking at the south of the Yangtze River at dawn and dusk, the sky is like jade, and the glass is like a

Mandarin ducks and ducks comb their feathers, listen to the couple on the bridge, their voices are as soft as rain

The wind is chasing the catkins, and the children are playing

The peddlers' cries drowned out the horses' hooves.

Whose beloved lady is here to wash clothes again?

Then Cui Jing's mature and emotional singing brought everyone into the Jiangnan in the painting.

As the interlude began, the two of them held up oil-paper umbrellas and danced gracefully and delicately, making it impossible to take their eyes off them.

In the last verse, the curtain is pulled back, and the two people who put down their oil-paper umbrellas stand facing each other with tender eyes, singing out the friendship between best friends who confide their innermost thoughts to each other.

"Wow! This stage design deserves a thumbs up!"

"Open your eyes, my fellow fans! What is a stage?"

"You two sisters' singing skills are amazing! It feels completely different from when we were in the practice room!"

"After watching this performance, I suddenly want to travel to a small town in Jiangnan. What should I do?"

"Meng Qi is indeed a sexy goddess! I beg the production team to release the candid video!"

The hem of the skirt in Ou Chen's hand had been crumpled into a ball, and he was filled with indignation.

It would be fine if they couldn't beat Han Bingbing's, as her song is a fast one. How could they not even beat "Into the Painting" which has a slower tempo than theirs!

"How about we add some new touches to the stage props?" Zhu Zhu seemed to see her reluctance and suggested in a low voice.

Ou Chen bit his lower lip lightly and tried to think, but he didn't have any good ideas.

Suddenly, a faint voice floated by.

"We can let Zhu Zhu try cross-dressing. Dressing as a man can also be a new breakthrough."

They both looked up at the same time at Han Bingbing who passed by them, leaving only her back. When they looked at each other again, their eyes sparkled.

"Tip the cup! Tip the cup! Tip the cup!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Han Bing CP fans, stand up!"

"!!! Is General Han the cold lady this time? She looks like a martial artist!"

"Wow! Momo too! Such a 2D heroine style!"

Different from the casual attire that the audience saw during the live broadcast from the practice room in the morning, the two's formal stage style is a two-dimensional martial arts style!

Han Bingbing, with long bangs and high ponytails on both sides of her cheeks, was wearing a dark-colored cross-collared long skirt. The three-finger-wide corset made her waist look so slender that it could be held in one hand, and the hand guards of the same color exuded a cool aura.

Mo Han had her hair combed into a high bun, revealing her full forehead. Her straight hair from the lower half of her head was scattered on her back. She was wearing a bright white cross-collared robe and a light green corset, making her look like a dainty guest under the moon.

Unlike the previous two stages, this stage has several dancers.

As the fast-paced music started, the two female dancers standing back to back in the middle of the dance began to dance along.

After Mo Han finished singing the first verse of the lyrics, Han Bingbing opened her mouth and the audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room were all jaw-dropping.

Same lyrics, same person, why is the singing so different from this morning? ! !

The voice that was just okay in the morning not only became steady and powerful, but the pitch also improved greatly.

The gap between his singing skills, which were originally not on the same level as Mo Han's, seemed to have narrowed a lot.

What’s more important is the emotion revealed in the voice, which far exceeds the little bit shown in that practice.

Different from the previous duet dance, this time with the accompaniment of the dancers, the two sisters' movements and steps seemed to be in sync with each other.

"A glass of wine to the flowers that bloom and fall with the wind

Listen to the quiet mountains and rivers, and talk about the romantic

A glass of wine to celebrate the four seasons, autumn and winter, sun, moon and stars

Time passes slowly, but never stains my sleeves

Let's drink a glass of wine together at dusk and dawn

Let all the stars along the way stay for me

A toast to the heaven and earth meeting you

"With all my sorrows and joys, are you willing to follow me?"

The singing and dancing full of a sense of dimension, coupled with the two people's occasional glances, made the audience in the live broadcast room feel excited and they wanted to follow the two people to the ends of the earth.

"Ahhh! I want to go with you!"

"I am not a talented girl, but I have always dreamed of becoming a martial artist since I was a child. Please take me with you two ladies!"

"Isn't it true that drinking one glass after another has already made me drunk?"

"I love this lyric! Is there anyone who can sync the lyrics with me?!"

"555... This song is tailor-made for the two of you! Look at the CP feeling that overflows the screen!"

"Okay, I officially announce that General Han will be renamed Lady Han from now on!"

"Did no one notice that Lady Cold sang better than she did this morning?"

"That means Bingbing-chan may have retained her strength this morning..."

"I have to say, this is a bit scheming. Everyone else sang with all their strength, but she was the only one holding back!"

"That's understandable, right? No one says you have to show off your abilities!"

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