"Wanhua is not as good as her!"

Hearing this, Qi Rushan widened his eyes and blurted out in disbelief,

"How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible. How can Wanhua's sword dance lose?"

As soon as the word "type" came out, Qi Rushan found it incredible.

Mei Lanfang's hands also froze!

My own sword dance, lost?

How is this possible!

This sword dance took about ten years to polish!

For this sword dance, Mei Lanfang consulted countless sword masters, incorporating their sword concepts into the dance. After hundreds of performances, he finally created this exquisite and unparalleled sword dance!

If he lost in other ways, Mei Lanfang would still admit it!

However, Mei Lanfang would never admit that he lost the sword dance!

Mei Lanfang slowly turned around, looked at Li Shikan, and asked,

"Brother Xuan Ti, am I really inferior to Boss Lin's sword dance?"

Looking at Mei Lanfang's burning gaze, Li Shikan wanted to say no, but the moving figure of Lin Mu in his mind made him speechless!

Seeing Li Shikan's expression, Mei Lanfang's heart sank!

At this moment, Mei Lanfang felt dazed.

It has been so many years, I haven’t lost in so many years!

Mei Lanfang leaned gently on the chair, with her makeup still on, and she was still as beautiful as ever.

"Lost!"

"I actually lost?"

"Hahaha--"

Mei Lanfang's laughter was originally very small, but it gradually grew louder. Everyone looked at Mei Lanfang with worry, fearing that something might happen to him!

Qi Rushan also stepped forward to persuade him,

"Wanhua, you haven't lost yet. The deciding factor in this competition is the fans, not us. What Brother Xuan Ti and the others say doesn't count. As long as the fans think you're good, you're still the winner!"

Although this statement sounded a bit sophistry, the others also followed suit!

Mei Lanfang laughed so hard that tears came to his eyes. He wiped them away with his hand, shook his head and said,

"I'm fine, I just feel a little relieved."

When these words were spoken, everyone was confused!

Mei Lanfang reached out and touched his mouth, and the red lipstick stuck to his fingers. He pinched it and smiled brightly.

"Over the years, I've received more and more honors, and the burden on me has become heavier. The pressure is so great that I dare not relax even a little bit."

Mei Lanfang looked at himself in the mirror and touched the corner of his eyes with some sadness.

No matter how well you take care of yourself, you cannot resist the invasion of time. The crow's feet at the corners of your eyes have already quietly grown.

"But I'm forty years old now, no longer young. The fact that I can still perform on stage is entirely due to the audience's kindness. I'm starting to feel a bit overwhelmed!"

"I also hope that more rising stars can step forward and take up this responsibility, so that I can have some free time."

Mei Lanfang turned around and looked at the complicated faces of the Mei Party in front of him. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stood up, and said,

"Of course, I, Mei Lanfang, will not give up so easily!"

……

That night, all the major newspapers in the capital were working at full capacity; this show was simply too exciting!

Even Mei Lanfang gave it his all, and the second half of his performance can be said to be his masterpiece.

What is even more shocking is Lin Mu, this dragon who came all the way from the Magic City, is indeed not an easy person to deal with.

Not only does it have exquisite Cheng style singing, but the final sword dance can be said to be shocking. Many media people have said that this sword dance is something they have never seen before!

And those colleagues in the opera world who had watched Lin Mu's performance all tacitly kept silent!

Even Cheng Yanqiu, who was extremely excited, remained silent when facing the media.

After all, this duel was not just between Lin Mu and Mei Lanfang, it already had the flavor of a struggle between the North and the South.

But those media people and commentators were as excited as if it were New Year's Day.

After so many years, someone who can challenge Mei Lanfang finally appeared!

The most important thing is that this person is so much of a hot topic!

From the Magic City, the struggle between the North and the South.

Meng Xiaodong's junior brother seeks justice for his senior sister.

Cheng style singing, the dispute between Mei and Cheng.

The most amazing thing is that Lin Mu was an old man, but he challenged Mei Lanfang with a Qingyi role, and was not inferior to Mei Lanfang at all!

Each topic can instantly provide these media people with countless entry points to describe this cross-strait drama.

In fact, most of the media people and critics in Beijing went to the Zhonghua Theatre. After all, they had seen Mei Lanfang too many times, and they knew how Mei Lanfang would sing with their eyes closed!

However, this young man named Lin Mu is so mysterious!

However, when they heard Lin Mu's singing and saw Lin Mu's sword dance, these people were all dumbfounded!

This young man is so amazing!

Especially the last sword dance, which made many people instantly think of Du Fu's poem!

Please forgive their lack of words, because Du Fu has already given us such a good example.

"Newspapers, newspapers! The new rich boss of Shanghai, Mr. Lin, is fighting against Mr. Mei, the king of the opera world—"

"I read the newspaper. Boss Lin shook the world, and Boss Mei was no match for the young man—"

"Lin Shao of the Cheng School outperformed the Mei School, and Mei Lanfang was defeated at the Kaiming Theater—"

The next morning, all major newspapers published the front-page headlines about the performance between Mei Lanfang and Lin Mu. For a time, it was in great demand.

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