I fall in love with a super AI

Chapter 479 Improvisation
After Zong Lili played, only Yun'er and Kong Yao were left in Qi Xiaohua.

The two looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.

"Brother Short, it's my turn!" At this moment, Yoona had already tied up her long hair. Although she was still wearing the loose white bathrobe, she no longer reminded people of Sadako. The exposed Her neck adds a bit of youthfulness, just like the female students lining up at the bathroom door.

"Brother Short, I heard that you were the main force of the drama club at school and good at acting, is that true?" Yuner asked with wide eyes.

"This..." Xiaot didn't know what Yoona's trick was when he said this, whether it was a trap or not, and he didn't dare to admit or deny it easily.

"Mother-in-law, you are our CEO!" Yun'er said terribly when she got up.

"It's not true, but it's just a hobby. The school club, after all, you have to join one or two, right? That's it." Short replied, his tone full of confidence, just like the one who pretended to be aggressive in front of the school girl Like a senior.

Yuner rolled her eyes and said: "According to the rules of the game, I want to set up a scene, and then have a big adventure in it. I see that the previous sisters have shown their magical powers with big brains. Can be used as a scene, then I am the youngest and not that powerful, how about I act in a drama with you?"

"Hey! That's a good idea!" Short pretended to applaud and said, "The question is, how do you plan to embody the big adventure, and how do I tell the truth?"

"Since the rules are determined by us, Brother Short, you have to listen carefully..." Yun'er continued, "I will perform pantomime, and then I need my sisters to be NPCs to create a feeling of being in the park for me. It's ok, and then, you are a spectator in another time and space, that is, the audience in the audience. After I finish my performance, you must use all your language talents to describe or compliment my performance. If I am satisfied, it is considered you Win, or I will lose."

"As expected of being a member of Moshi Dada, you are so creative!" Short applauded excitedly, being infected by Yoona's initiative from the bottom of his heart, wishing he could watch such a wonderful performance right away!So, he couldn't wait to sit down, like an audience eagerly waiting for the start of the show.

Although the space is a little small for a stage, it is still enough for a unique venue.

Yun'er communicated with the little flowers, and roughly touched the tasks of the NPCs.

The little flowers understood, dispersed, and each entered their roles.

"Ouch! Looking at this formation, the performance standard is not low!" Short exclaimed, watching with even more interest...

Kong Yao used her virtual technology to do some stage design to make the performance more visual.

The show begins...

First, Ma Lu stood in the far corner and danced like a music box villain, which reminded people of small bunting. As expected of a professional dance background, the whole performance was immediately upgraded.

A beam of chasing light hit Yoona. Her face was expressionless, like a shocked girl looking for the shadow of autumn in a spring park. She was completely out of tune with the environment, but it was this feeling of out of place that Let Short seem to add a bit more meaning.

As a pantomime, it should be like this, that is, an elegant art. Just like the so-called literature is the thing behind the words, pantomime does not rely on lines to express one's feelings directly. Pantomime relies on the actors' performances and stagecraft to create an atmosphere that will That touch is stuffed into the hearts of the audience.

Short already had a feeling that if he could use materials on the spot to present an elegant and artistic performance, Romantic would never be in danger of dying out, thanks to these girls!One by one so cute, so earnest, so endearing.

The performances of the other girls also gradually appeared. They resembled various signs in the park, such as flowers, trees, benches and winding paths... It was entirely dependent on the performances of the girls. They were all drama queens!
The effect music is also very good, like a string of wind chimes under the eaves, like a string of wind chimes under the eaves.

Short was moved!
He was moved by the girls' intentions, by the holiness printed on Yoona's pure face, by the cooperative performances of all the girls, and by the overall style...

He sniffed, and he clearly felt that the girls were trying to make him happy, to make the anxiety deep in his heart disappear, and to temporarily forget about the hidden worries of the demise of human romance... This is the advantage of having many girls. , not only considerate, but also able to form a group to perform elegant artistic performances as soon as they come up!
Let me ask the emperors, generals and talented men in the past, who would dare to imagine that a few years later, there will be a person named Xiao Te, on the top of the cloud, in his private jet, enjoying such an exciting night party in Yaochi?
The show is over.

Only then did Yun'er breathe out again, her small face overflowed with inner excitement, she was looking forward to Xiao Te's sincere words, yes, this is like a best partner, a sense of trust and tacit understanding Haunting in the hearts of both parties, I am already in place, you will not be worse.That's it.

Compliment?praise?From the heart.

Short pondered for a while, he thought that the best way to do it at this moment is to recite his inner voice, and that voice is like the gust of wind that blows the wind chime on the corner of the eaves, yes, poetry!

Short calmly searched for the tune he had just chanted in his heart. It was a poem, one he had heard and liked, Lise Muller, "When I Was Asked"...

"When I was asked how I began to write poetry, I spoke of the indifference of nature, and it was not long after my mother's death that, on a bright June day, when everything was flourishing, I sat in a beautiful overgrown plant park, on a gray stone bench, but that day the lilies were as deaf as the ears of a drunken man asleep, and the roses bent inward, and nothing was black or broken, not a single leaf fell, and for During the summer holidays, the sun is high and shouting endless commercials, sitting on a gray stone bench, my innocent face is only vaguely red and white anxiety, I put my sadness into words mouth, the only thing that can grieve with me."

Short's chanting is very suitable for the situation of the performance just now. This is the realm of art. It is like a thread that makes people feel itchy. It is so sincere and so touching...

Such a seamless impromptu performance is simply a miracle on the clouds!
Everyone was beaming, just like the smiles on the faces of the actors at the curtain call after dedicating a wonderful performance, so satisfied and happy.

(End of this chapter)