A film series in the Republic of China: The legendary Taoist priest in Shanghai

The lights are on in the Grand Shanghai Ballroom.

Hong Mudan appeared in a red dress, but the audience ignored her and didn't even give her applause.

Ever since Miss White Rose came, Red Peony has completely become a foil.

Every day he would come out first and sing the same old obscene and vulgar songs like Night Shanghai, Drizzle, and Hypocritical.

"When the red peony sings three songs, the white rose will come out and sing Misty Rain."

"The mountains and rivers, the mist and rain, are so beautiful, much better than Shanghai at night."

"Yes, this is the only place in Shanghai where you can hear Misty Rain. I heard that it was written by White Rose herself."

"No way, a singing girl can write songs and lyrics."

"What singing girl? She is a singer. I heard she even applied to the music department of Shanghai Academy of Arts, but she didn't have the money to go in."

"She was a very talented woman. What a pity. If she were in ancient times, she might have been a Li Qingzhao."

"She is not only a talented woman, some say she is also a rich lady."

"No wonder, when I look at white roses, I feel they are extremely noble, unlike red peonies, which are so beautiful but have a tacky, worldly air."

"How can Red Peony be compared with White Rose? White Rose is a very talented woman, but Red Peony has probably been slept with by countless big men."

The guests' topic of conversation is always white roses.

In order to make White Rose Red, Qin Wuye bought a lot of traffic in the world and hired many people to build his persona.

In short, White Rose has a rough life, but her talent and beauty are unparalleled. Although Linghua has fallen into the dust, she is as pure and noble as a white lotus.

Hong Mudan was on the stage and vaguely heard the guest say that she had slept with so many people.

Her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"I didn't... Never mind. I'm just here to sing. Sing!"

Red Peony's pretty eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and then became misty, with an expression that seemed to be resentful.

If it were Yiping, who has a very strong personality, she would definitely step down and argue with the guests if her innocence was slandered, but she just chose to sing.

"Ahhh!"

I have to say that Hong Mudan's voice is also excellent, otherwise she would not have been noticed by Master Qin Wu.

Master Qin Wu looks at people like Long Si looks at money when gambling. One has never lost, and the other has never made a mistake.

Today, Hong Mudan started singing. She only sang "Ah Ah Ah" and the whole audience suddenly fell silent.

"What's going on? The accompaniment has changed. It seems to be a new song."

"Red Peony is also singing a new song. What new song is she suitable to sing? Lang ah Lang, little sister, let me touch and kiss you."

Red Peony continued to sing: "Who can understand the sorrow of being a dancer, ah ah."

Below the stage, a dancer who was dancing with a guest was suddenly startled.

"The sadness of the dancers, what is Red Peony singing, who can understand our sadness, Shanghai may be big, the foreign concessions may be beautiful, but we dancers are just playthings of the rich, this is the sadness of the dancers."

"Shedding tears and still smiling!"

……

Unconsciously, following the melodious singing of Red Peony, all the dancers in Shanghai slowed down their movements and their eyes were filled with tears.

This song, sung to their hearts, is a song written for dancers.

"My feet start to shake, no matter who they are? Life is a dream."

In just three or four minutes, it was as if a carefree little girl was forced to become a dancer.

When I first entered the entertainment industry, I was sad and full of tears. No one understood me. I became a dancer with bitterness and unwillingness.

She wanted to escape from the dance hall, escape from life, but she had no choice but to smile for the sake of life.

Finally, amidst the lights and wine, the dancers see through the world and dance with the guests with a smile, but their eyes are filled with numbness, as if life is just a big dream.

From sadness to struggle, and finally seeing through the world, I see it all as just a dream.

These short lyrics fully describe the dancer's life feelings.

…………

Ouyang Han, who was waiting for Bai Meigui to appear, shook the red wine.

As soon as Red Peony appeared, he simply ignored her.

"She is just a singer who sings lascivious songs. Shanghai is full of singers like this. She wastes her good voice."

He was waiting for the white rose to come on stage; the red peony was not a tasteless appetizer.

After three or four minutes, Ouyang Han became dazed and depressed.

"The Sorrow of a Dancer, this is a song sung for dancers, and its realm is even better than that of the Songstress of the End of the World by Zhou Gehou."

"The songbirds of the world still can't get away from being little girls and boys in the Republic of China. They can't compare to this song, in which the lowest dancer sings out all the helplessness, sorrow and joy."

The songs of Shanghai, no, the songs of the Republic of China, are mostly about the love between a man and a woman.

Several great compositions have begun to rise to the level of singing about all aspects of the world.

Just as ordinary poets like to write about emperors and generals when writing poems, when they reach the level of Li Bai, Du Fu and Bai Juyi, they prefer charcoal sellers and fishermen’s pride instead.

Music doesn't necessarily just focus on matters between men and women, but in the Republic of China, most of the music was about men and women, which even Ouyang Han got annoyed by.

Singing the dancing girl's song lifted his spirits, as if a new world had opened up to him.

"Well, life is like a dream, life is a mixture of joy and sorrow, who can be at peace, whether you are a dancer or a great leader, just put aside the things in front of you and dance to your heart's content."

Ouyang Han suddenly put aside his previous grief and indignation at being unappreciated and born in the wrong era, and applauded the song desperately.

As soon as he clapped, the entire audience in Shanghai stood up and applauded loudly and cheered one after another.

In particular, all the dancers in the venue had tears in their eyes, they were deeply moved and their hearts could not calm down for a long time.

…………

Wencai and Qin Wuye looked at each other and smiled.

"Mr. Xu, Consultant Xu, you are indeed a talented person. The song "Dancing Girl" can make Red Peony famous. I admire you so much. I admire you so much! Please compose more music to make the Grand Shanghai Ballroom and the Grand Shanghai Art Center popular throughout the Republic of China."

"Excuse me, it's just a rare achievement. I don't know when I can make the next one."

Wencai said modestly.

"I think that soon, now that the great era has arrived, Mr. will produce excellent works again and again, continuously."

As they were talking, Red Peony stepped down from the stage and came to the table of Wencai and Qin Wuye. She poured a glass of red wine from a glass, raised it above her head and said, "Advisor Xu, thank you for the song you gave to Red Peony. Everyone knows the white rose, but you, sir, have not forgotten the peony."

After saying this, he finished the glass and ran back to the backstage with a red face.

Fifth Master Qin said with a smile: "Look, Xiao Ni only remembered to toast to Consultant Xu, but forgot about me, Fifth Master."

Wencai said: "Don't blame me, Fifth Master. Hong Mudan may be a little tired."

Master Qin Wu said, "I was just joking. I nurtured Hong Mudan. Now that Yiping is here, I feel a little sorry for her."

In fact, Mr. Qin Wu also appreciates the White Rose and the Red Peony. Otherwise, as far as Shanghai is concerned, both the Red Peony and the White Rose would have gone with the flow long ago and would not be much worse than Paramount's mainstay Fang Yanyun.

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Yiping finished singing the song, but Wencai still sent Yiping home.

"You are so mean. Are you trying to piss me off to death? The song you made for Red Peony today has overshadowed mine. What do you think I should do?"

"Okay, I'll make a song for you in a few days."

"Who wants the song you made? Can't I, White Rose, write songs? I also have a new song that's only a few lines away. It will definitely be better than the one you sang about the dancer."

"I am just an amateur. How can I compare to White Rose? I can't even carry her shoes."

"You're smart. Tell me what you did in Shanghai during the day. Tell me the truth."

"During the day, in Shanghai, I just teach Hong Mudan to sing. There is nothing else to do."

"You're pretending. I know everything. Hong Mudan kissed you. Where did she kiss you? On the left cheek, the right cheek, or the middle cheek?"

When Wencai heard Yiping say that she was jealous of Hong Mudan, he thought she was definitely joking.

Yiping is not such a person, but when she talked about Hong Mudan kissing him later, Yiping's tone was really a bit angry.

She has a father who has nine concubines and a brother who got someone pregnant when he was a teenager.

I hate scumbags so much.

But Wen Cai is a time traveler. Even if every time traveler has a dozen, dozens, or more than a hundred confidantes, he is still the good man certified by heaven to be loyal and affectionate.

But for local natives like Erhao and Shuhuan, if they love two people at the same time, they would be considered as sea king scumbags who are intolerable by heaven.

"Well, I just made a song and asked Hong Mudan to sing it. She was just excited for a moment. Besides, it was a kiss on the face. It was just a way of expressing gratitude to Keith. According to Western etiquette, women should kiss their elders on the right cheek when they want to thank them, and men should kiss women's hands when they want to thank them..."

Wencai was explaining when suddenly a pair of soft lips blocked his mouth.

"I don't allow you to like red peonies."

"No, there are white roses. Who likes red peonies?"

When Wencai said this, he thought: "Holding a red peony and a white rose in each hand, making a red and white double evil, bah, red and white double flowers, life is perfect."