Love Apartment: Returning to Zhuge Dali at the beginning

Chapter 975 Sudden Arrest
The atmosphere of the theater was raised to its peak...

If this model continues, this wave of stage plays will definitely cause a huge sensation.

But in an instant, the piano music stopped abruptly... The "tired word dance" started by the curry sauce stopped instantly...

The scene once seemed very embarrassing...

Is it possible to dance awkwardly without accompaniment?

"What's going on? Why did the music stop?"

"I'll go! I just came here with a little interest! No way! Is it so tricky?"

"That's right, without such a fertile..."

"Protest! Protest! Full protest!"

"Ah! Who can tell me what happened!"

"Isn't this tantalizing?"

"This stage play... what's going on!"

"Can you do it? If you can't, come down quickly!"

"Come down come down!"

……

The hearts of the audience fell to the bottom in an instant, and naturally they couldn't help but began to curse at this moment.

From their point of view, they feel that they have been cheated, so naturally they have nothing good to say.

On the stage, Zhao Haitang's forehead was full of black lines...

"This...the song of the poets from the Western Regions...why did it stop suddenly?"

"Could it be that this poet from the Western Regions... still has any suspense left?"

As Zhao Haitang spoke, the corners of his mouth began to twitch involuntarily, and his eyes followed suit...

"Cough... this... this... who knows!"

Curry sauce complained for a while.

But in an instant, another face was changed, because she suddenly remembered that this was still on the stage...need to be low-key and low-key!

"Maybe...maybe this poet from the Western Regions was...taken away by the Ouchi guards! After all, it is a Western-style singing, which is far from the ideology of my Dafeng Dynasty..."

Curry sauce is quick to develop wits, and the skill of making a few fools has also improved a lot.

"Then...then, since the Western Regions poet has died, shall we...should we continue to dance this 'tired word dance'?"

Zhao Haitang exhaled, blinked quickly and said.

"This...fifth prince, I think we should...get back on track and continue with the banquet..."

"play music!"

Curry sauce yelled, and on the stage, singing sang one after another...

This song is no longer the previous piano music, but a lifeless ancient music...

……

Outside the theater, Zeng Xiaoxian held a borrowed mobile phone with an innocent face...

"What's going on! Why didn't you answer the phone! Hey! It just so happened that the phone ran out of battery today! I finally borrowed a mobile phone, and this is it? This is it?"

"I'm still waiting for Zhao Haitang to give me tickets!"

Zeng Xiaoxian stood at the entrance of the theater, lost in thought for a long time.

"Forget it! I can't get into the theater, but this toilet... looks quite well-decorated... Go in and enjoy it!"

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded in agreement, and immediately ran over...

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Inside the theater.

"It's boring! This is too boring!"

"I just came here to feel a little bit, and I changed to this style again!"

"Ah! How uncomfortable! I've run out of popcorn again!"

Meijia sat there with aggrieved face and complained, the scene seemed a bit awkward at the moment...

"Exactly! I'm still waiting to see Zhao Haitang and Curry Sauce continue dancing! After all, they are my apprentices!"

Zhang Wei said shamelessly, but speaking of it, although this "tired word dance" still originated from Yifei, it still needs Zhang Wei to carry it forward.

(End of this chapter)