The little cannon fodder kept releasing melons, and people lined up to eat melons

Han Xun nodded and said, "Is there a storyteller on the third floor?"

Song Qianning stretched out a finger and shook it, saying: "No! It's more attractive than storytelling. You'll know when you read it..."

Song Qianning naturally took Han Xun's hand and went up the stairs. The three brothers and sisters of the Song family just thought that the third sister was trying to please her savior. In addition, this savior was so good-looking, so if it were them, they would also like to get close to him...

Lingxi knew the Immortal Lord's personality too well. He was always a little distant towards girls. At first, the little princess of the Phoenix clan had a crush on him, but ignored the goodwill of the Dragon Clan Prince. Originally, the Dragon Clan Prince and the Immortal Lord were close friends, but later, for some reason, they developed a rift.

Once, they even had a big fight. The Dragon Prince, who failed to defeat the Immortal King, was so angry that he announced on the spot that he would never have any contact with the Immortal King again, unless the Immortal King could break through to the demigod level and defeat the Immortal King. Almost a thousand years have passed, and the Dragon Prince has never looked for the Immortal King. I guess he still hasn't broken through to the demigod level!

Now the Immortal King treats Miss Song very differently. Could it be that the Immortal King really likes this human girl? ?

Lingxi's thoughts were soon interrupted because Song Qianning pulled her to her seat.

After everyone was seated, Song Qianning shouted: "Everyone! It's time to begin..."

I saw a curtain in front of me dividing the stage into four parts. As the curtain was drawn, only one of the stages was left. Before anyone came on stage, the theme song began to play...

As the music started, the high-pitched humming slowly turned into a tender chant. After the theme song ended, a gentle and pleasant narration began to narrate...

The first play: When the wife was pregnant, the prince celebrated his birthday, and the concubine entered the palace and hid in the birthday peach to dance...

The dozens of good-looking men and women that Song Qianning had bought from the matchmaker are now all performing their respective roles. After rehearsing day and night, they have now integrated into the emotions of the characters and their performances have become more natural.

As the plot progressed, the six people became more and more engaged in the show. Song Qianning, who had seen the original version, felt a little regretful. Although the male and female protagonists were chosen very perfectly and beautifully, they still lacked the flavor of a Qiong Yao girl. It turned out that not everyone could be called a Qiong Yao girl.

But for those who haven't seen the original version, they can feel so engaged and empathetic, especially when the concubine branded the child with the plum blossom mark, Song Qianxue and Song Qianyu nervously pinched Song Chengyi's arm.

At first, Song Chengyi, who was so focused on the branding, didn't feel any pain. But when the baby started crying, Song Chengyi screamed in pain and shook off their hands. The two people who had reacted withdrew their hands guiltily.

But soon the three of them continued to immerse themselves in the play, but when it came to the scene where Yin Shuang sold herself to bury her father, it came to an abrupt end, and all the curtains on the stage were drawn...

Song Chengyi and the other two were watching with great interest when suddenly they stopped watching and all turned to look at the third sister.

Song Chengyi was puzzled: "What's going on? Third sister! Why don't you continue?"

Song Qianxue also asked: "Third sister, why did it stop?"

Song Qianyu complained: "I haven't seen enough, let them continue quickly!!"

Lingxi was also confused. Why didn't they continue to perform? To be honest, she had lived for hundreds of years, but this was the first time she had seen such an interesting performance. It made her feel more empathetic than a storyteller. Suddenly, she felt that each character had a specific face. It was so interesting.

Song Qianning didn't expect them to be so supportive, but there was nothing she could do, as this was the only place she could queue up...

Song Qianning met several enthusiastic gazes and said helplessly: "At present, only this one show has been scheduled. The rest will be scheduled in a few days. I plan to perform each show for three days, and then a new show will be performed after three days. This way, more people can follow the whole process..."

Song Chengyi and the others didn't pay any attention to what the third sister said afterwards. They only heard that there was only this one show scheduled. They became visibly depressed.

The three of them looked like they had lost all hope in life. Song Qianning was amused by their expressions and said, "Do you really need to do that?"

Song Chengyi sat back in his chair and said weakly: "It's really that..."

Song Qianxue leaned her head to one side with her hands and said sadly: "It's so serious..."

Song Qianyu stared at the blocked stage and continued with a worried look: "It's quite..."

"Good food is worth waiting for. Just wait a few days and you will see it..."

Song Chengyi turned to look at his third sister and said, "We will be able to see all of them in a few days?"

Song Qianxue and Song Qianyu looked at their third sister expectantly. If this was true, then waiting for a few days would be acceptable.

Song Qianning smiled awkwardly and said: "No, I can only watch the second game..."

"ah????"

After a burst of wailing, Song Chengyi made his final struggle and asked unwillingly: "Third sister, tell me, how many rounds are there?"

"Ten games..."

"Ten games, one game every three days, that's... one month..."

Song Chengyi followed his third sister's instructions and counted the days. As a result, he felt terrible. Not only was he terrible, Song Qianxue and the other two were also depressed...

Song Qianxue asked unwillingly: "Third sister, then tell us the rest of the story! Just assume that we know the result first, and then we can watch it slowly after they have arranged it..."

Song Chengyi suddenly thought that this was a good idea and nodded vigorously to show that he agreed with his elder sister's idea.

Song Qianning said, "No, if I tell you, you will lose the fun of watching the show. Believe me, it's very fulfilling to follow the show this way..."

Song Chengyi snorted coldly: "No, this will only make me feel frustrated..."

Song Qianxue corrected: "It's a feeling of loss..."

Song Qianyu then added: "It should be a feeling of torture..."

Lingxi was amused by the way the four siblings got along with each other. Hanxun didn't expect Ningning to have such an intriguing side. Fortunately, she had already told him this story. However, he did run around for several days for this story!

Song Qianning stood up and said, "Okay, let's all go downstairs to eat! Don't disturb them from rehearsing the second scene. Don't you want to continue to try the dessert that Babayi just made? Or the tempura skewers that Babajiu finally learned?"

Seeing that the two of them didn't want to talk, Song Qianxue said for them: "I didn't expect that one day we would be indifferent to 881 because of this play..."

Song Qianning's eyes lit up when she heard what her elder sister said. Isn't this the effect she wanted? When the show starts, the first batch of guests will experience this kind of discomfort of not being able to see the next show. They will definitely share it with people around them when they go back. This is the best free publicity!

After figuring this out, Song Qianning happily said to Han Xun: "Han Xun, can you play the Plum Blossom Three Variations with me on the opening day?"

Song Qianning thought that if this play was to leave a deep impression on people, the theme song must make them fall in love with the melody the first time they heard it, and if Han Xun, a big shot, sang this song, he would definitely gain a lot of fans.

But at that time she had to wear a mask or a veil or something like that. She was really smart. Mainly because she couldn't guarantee that there would be no radical fans who would throw eggs at her.

Han Xun recalled the scene of the two of them singing and playing on the boat, but at that time they were just playing and singing casually, and they had never officially collaborated before...

Han Xun nodded and said, "Okay!"

After having the piano prepared, the two looked at each other, Han Xun plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the two began to play together.

Song Chengyi had only one thought in his mind - a match made in heaven.

Song Qianxue thought Han Xun looked so beautiful when he played the piano! It was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off him. The way he looked at Sanmei was so gentle! The two of them were such a good match!

Song Qianyu was almost mesmerized, it was the first time in her life that she had seen such a handsome man. He was so handsome that she dared not look at him directly, nor did she dare to have any improper thoughts. The main reason was that he was just a musician, in other words a poor guy. She wanted to be rich in the future, and no matter how handsome a man was, he would get old one day. Money was the real thing.