Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Over the next two days, the dance practice went exceptionally smoothly, and the movements of the thirty-one people gradually became uniform.

As night fell and the breeze blew, everyone in the music hall went back to their rooms to rest. Everyone was still racing against time to familiarize themselves with the movements and train their body posture.

"Young friend Qianyou, can I come in?"

"Senior, please come in."

"Your choreography is more unique. I have a feeling I will lose."

Hongniang walked in and sat down in a familiar manner, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of the fragrant tea.

"Can you tell me the name of this dance?"

Red Lady's eyes were sparkling with stars, and it was obvious that she really liked this choreography.

"We are one, and there is nothing that cannot be revealed. This dance is called Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara, and it is very suitable for large banquets."

Qian You sat opposite Hong Niangzi frankly and answered with a smile.

"'Thousand-Armed Guanyin', the name alone is enough to win."

Hongniang nodded in agreement, and she admired and liked the young woman in front of her even more.

"Senior, can we discuss something?"

"You said."

"The performance of music and dance is not only in the artists and choreographers, the stage is also an important part of the performance. It carries the performance and appreciation of the actors and the audience, and can create a better atmosphere, convey the theme, and express ideas. The performances of artists on the stage can better show that dance and music is an art, not a skill for people to enjoy."

"Interesting. I love music and dance, but I don't like people treating musicians as entertainers. I hope that music and dance can bring people appreciation rather than entertainment. I agree with your opinion on this point. What is the stage you are talking about? Can it solve this problem?"

Hongniangzi hadn't met such a compatible musician and dancer for many years and was very interested.

"The stage is a carrier for actors to create and perform, allowing them to present the characteristics and emotions of their characters through movements, singing, music, etc. Props, light and shadow and other elements can be placed on the stage, which complement the costumes and express the interpretation of the story and the imagination of the character creation."

Qian You explained seriously, hoping to stimulate Hong Niangzi's imagination.

"Very good, very good, this is a very good idea."

"If the seniors agree, then we will use the stage effect in this semi-final. The performance of Nanqi music and dance should give the audience a more novel experience."

"What do you need me to do?"

"For my music and dance, I will arrange the stage background and lighting design of the event according to the story content. Please inform Taichang Temple in advance. Our stage performance needs to be arranged by our own people."

"That's no problem. According to your idea, my choreography will also be combined with stage effects. I believe this will bring a qualitative leap to Nanqi Music and Dance."

"Thank you for your appreciation, senior."

"Qian You, it's a shame that we met too late. I've been traveling around the world and have some understanding of Qianmai Palace. They act in an upright manner and often have unique ideas, such as the takeaway business of Tianyi Restaurant in recent days, which was unheard of before. I admire the ideas of the people in power in Qianmai Palace. Your Qianmai Music House is one of their industries. If there is a chance, can you take me to meet the master of your Qianmai Palace?"

Qian You paused while sipping tea, and asked tentatively in a meaningful tone.

"Are you really interested?"

"Why, do you still suspect that I am a spy for the court?"

Hongniang smiled slyly and reached out to touch Qianyou's smooth forehead.

"No, please don't misunderstand. The Palace Master and Young Master of Qianmai Palace are relatively low-key, and not many people in the martial arts world or the imperial court know about them."

"This is exactly what I admire about them. They don't bow down to the rich and powerful, they will take revenge when they have a grudge, and they are independent and unique. This is the life I yearn for."

"I haven't asked yet, Senior, are there any changes or reasons for your in and out of the martial arts world?"

Qian You was very curious about Hong Niangzi and asked unconsciously what was on his mind.

Hongniang looked melancholy, her eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, somewhat ethereal.

"Please don't blame Qian You for being rude. I didn't mean to find out what you meant."

Qian You stood up and spoke long and sincerely apologized.

"It's not your fault. It's just that no one has brought up this topic for a long time. I almost forgot about it myself."

She held the cup, her eyes seemed blank.

"About a dozen years ago, one of my senior brothers went down the mountain and never came back. I waited and waited, but he never came back. Later, I was finally able to go down the mountain, but I didn't know where to find him. So I wandered around the world looking for him, but there was still no news of him."

Matchmaker was a little unhappy and felt depressed.

"Senior, you are also a person of temperament."

"Thank you. I rarely talk about this with anyone, and I haven't even mentioned it in recent years. I didn't expect that I would tell it to a kid like you. I'm really getting old and feeling nostalgic."

"You have been alone?"

"Well! A woman's life is not easy. Once she has made up her mind since she was young, she will not give up even when she grows up, and she will not want to settle for anything less in the future."

Qian You was a little shocked.

Matchmaker is really persistent when it comes to relationships.

This is a thought that is almost impossible for women in the inner chambers of this era to have, and she truly deserves the title of a remarkable woman.

However, in this era, men who have three wives and four concubines are probably betraying such a pure heart.

"Have you ever thought about whether he has already started a family?"

Qian You couldn't bear to ask what was in his heart.

"No, he must have had some difficulties. I would rather believe that he is no longer alive than believe that he left for no reason and got married."

Qian You was somewhat surprised by Hong Niangzi's stubbornness in dealing with feelings.

"Does he know your sincerity and affection?"

"Do you know or not? I don't know. He treated me as his junior sister. At that time, I was just a child in his eyes. I was naughty on purpose to attract his attention. He would only touch my head gently. But what I didn't want the most was to be his junior sister!"

There was melancholy in Hongniangzi's tone.

It seems that this relationship has not reached the mature stage.

"I'm sorry to bring up your sad memories."

Qian You ended the topic that made her sad at the right time.

"It's okay. I haven't talked to him for a while, and I just realized that he is still here."

Hongniang patted her chest hard with a wry smile on her face, making her charm seem more like a disguise.

"Next time we won't have tea, you'll buy me a drink."

Hongniang put down the teacup, stood up, and her back looked a little desolate.

"gone."

The door opened and the wind blew, and the purple figure merged into the night sky, leaving the room filled with melancholy.

Ten sunrises and sunsets passed slowly, and Qianyou's dance rehearsal was getting better and better.

There is a little regret in the busy days. Xiuzhu has disappeared these days, and she hasn't received a letter from Cangyu for some time.

"How are you doing? Are you having any difficulties in advancing the reform?"

Qian You opened the window and whispered to the moonlight, his heart filled with longing.