I really don't know anything

Jun Xijiu is now at the Opera House.

Pang Hai did not know where he got two tickets. He originally planned to come with that female teacher Tang Xue, but something happened in the middle. So as not to waste Jun Xijiu.

Tonight's performance is a ballet: "Sleeping Beauty Waltz".

At the beginning of the scene, suddenly a girl rushed over and sat beside Jun Xijiu. She turned around, clasped her hands together, bent slightly and bowed her lower body. She made an apologetic gesture with an apologetic smile on her face, and opened her mouth softly. I said sorry.

Jun Xijiu shook her head to express that she didn't mind.

The girl was surprised, but then she looked at the stage intently.

When the opening music sounded, she subconsciously raised her head and straightened her back.After the curtain was opened, Zhang Dao stared at the ballet dancers on the field without blinking.

Girls probably really like ballet. Every time the actors on the stage wave their arms and dance and spin on tiptoes, their eyes will follow their movements.Every time I make a difficult movement below, I will subconsciously hold my breath.

Concentrate, be engrossed.

Jun Xijiu glanced at her seat number and didn't pay any more attention, focusing on the stage.Watching performances seriously, good or bad, is the basic respect for actors.

After the performance was over, the audience gave a standing ovation

The girl next to Jun Xijiu applauded especially enthusiastically, her eyes were still glued to the stage below.After the actors came out to call the curtain collectively, the audience at the scene also politely left the stage one by one according to the order of their seats.

All the audience left the stage, and the staff began to enter the stage to clean up. After everything was cleaned up, they also confirmed that all the actors had left, and pulled the lights to lock the doors.

In the dark hall, the girl hugged her knees and curled up on the seat, humming the melody of the background music used for the performance just now: "Hum, hum, hum!"

"Do you want to play here?"

The girl nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

She dreamed of performing here once.But after answering, she looked up in astonishment, and the good-looking big boy who was sitting next to her just now was standing in front of her.

Jun Xijiu asked again: "Is this your wish?"

The girl blinked, and answered the wrong question: "You can see me." Just now she made an apologetic gesture, and the other party gave a response, and she was suspicious.

It's just that the performance was more important at that time, so I didn't try too much.

Jun Xijiu sat back to his original seat, the seat where the girl was sitting was also his, and Pang Hai gave him two tickets, and the other seat was vacant without an appointment with anyone else.

The girl changed to a more dignified posture, she straightened her wrinkled dress and introduced herself: "My name is Wang Ye, Huo Huaye, and I am a little ballet dancer."

Jun Xijiu also replied: "Jun Xijiu, professor of National University."

The girl Shun Jing's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "You are amazing." His face was too young, his brows and eyes were green, and he was only about 20 years old at most.

However, the young professor also had a precedent. She was only shocked before regaining her composure.

Wang Ye hasn't talked to anyone for a long time. She has stayed in this opera house for several years and has not met anyone who can see her. Now she finally met someone who could see her, and asked curiously : "How did you get in?"

Jun Xijiu put his hands on his chin and thought about it seriously, and then replied: "He walked in." He did walk in, but the staff didn't see him.

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment and then laughed out loud at this little humor: "Haha"

She laughed twice, then covered her mouth again, then lowered her voice, and made a silent gesture on her lips: "Let's talk quietly, last time I accidentally made a noise and was rumored to be haunted, I don't want to scare them."

Jun Xijiu lowered the volume very cooperatively, and blinked: "Okay." He likes the purity in the girl's eyes, and the way she focused just now reminded him of Chen Yuanyuan.

The atmosphere created by the other party was very relaxed, and Wang Ye's holding posture relaxed a bit, and she returned to the original posture, embracing her knees and nestling in the seat.

She turned her head to look at the stage with longing in her eyes, and her tone was full of envy and longing: "I have always wanted to perform here formally."

Jun Xijiu glanced at her bare feet. There was a long, hideous scar on the ankle. The wound was still uneven. She must have been seriously injured at that time.

Wang Ye continued: "I want to stand on the stage and perform, even if there is only one audience." She seemed to be trapped in her own fantasy, her eyes sparkling.

Jun Xijiu stood up, bowed and made an invitation to dance, and asked with a smile on his face: "This beautiful lady, can you perform a solo dance for me?"

Wang Ye's eyes widened, the light in her eyes flickered and then dimmed. She stroked the hideous scar on her ankle and murmured to herself, "Sorry, I can't."

The physical injury was carried over to the soul, and she is still unable to dance.

Jun Xijiuban bent down: "I'm sorry."

His hands were resting on the girl's ankles.

Wang Ye saw some light blue light spots melt into the ankle, and a warm feeling came from the painful part. After the light spots dissipated, the pain also disappeared.

She stood up with a look of surprise and expectation on her face, then tentatively stood on tiptoe and made a twirling pose, and then a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"I can dance!"

She jumped up happily, and laughed happily: "I can dance now." With a smile on her face and tears in her eyes, she kept repeating this sentence excitedly.

After Jun Xijiu waited for her to calm down, she asked again: "Then, do you have the honor to accompany the beautiful young lady?"

Wang Ye nodded: "Yeah."

But after she was happy, she thought of other things: "There are still people on duty here at night. If there is any noise, the security will be alarmed." Last time she accidentally bumped into a decorative object, which alarmed the staff here. a few days.

This is an opera house, and the sound amplification on the stage is very good.

If there was accompanying music, it would definitely alarm the security guards on duty at night. Last time, some people resigned in fear. She didn't want to startle them again by causing a supernatural incident.

Wang Ye bit his lower lip, struggled and hesitated for a while, and finally asked with a smile: "Would you like to watch the ballet performance without accompaniment?"

There was a smile in Jun Xijiu's eyes, he didn't mind putting in more effort for such a sensible girl, and asked, "Are you afraid of cats?"

Wang Ye was stunned by this nonsense question, but still shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid, it should be said that I like it very much." She had raised a cat before, and when she practiced dancing in winter, that cat would be very obedient and caring. She warms her feet.

A mysterious smile appeared on Jun Xijiu's face, and she put it off: "There will be some amazing audiences watching your performance later, I hope it won't scare you."

He added another sentence: "You can dance with confidence and won't disturb others."

Although Wang Ye was curious, she didn't ask too much. She pursed her lips and smiled: "I am a ghost myself, so there is nothing to be afraid of." His trust has gone to the top.

Jun Xijiu first arranged a large-scale soundproof barrier in the entire opera house, and took some other measures just in case.

Wang Ye's mental power is stronger. She can see the veins of spiritual power. Seeing the space here is wrapped up by a big bubble-like thing, she feels more at ease about what Jun Xijiu said not to worry. The guests also became curious.

Jun Xijiu spread his arms, "Then, the next moment is to witness the miracle."

"Meow~"

"Meow meow~"

Suddenly there was a cat meowing in the venue.

Wang Ye covered his mouth, his expression was shocked and excited.A lot of cats suddenly appeared from nowhere, they walked in neatly in line, then jumped onto the back of the seat in order, and squatted down obediently.

Jun Xijiu blinked: "I wonder if you are satisfied with these audiences?"

Wang Ye held his face and nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

Tachibana jumped on Jun Xijiu's shoulder and rubbed his face: "I still have some people who are not present." Most domestic cats are kept at home by their owners, so it is not easy to be disturbed. The cats present are all Feral cats and domestic cats that can roam freely.

Being able to come here in an instant is Tachibana's ability.

King's order.

Tachibana can move instantly within his own territory, and can also immediately summon the subjects he has marked.His own ability is not so powerful, this is the power of faith, the more people recognize the name of his king, the stronger the power.

The highest can reach the power of false gods.

As mentioned earlier, the power of faith has advantages and disadvantages. Tachibana finally used this power, but even if the power disappears later, he can still protect the other party.

Jun Xijiu took out a piano from the space bag, which was a gift from Liszt some time ago, and he also gave the other party a guqin as a gift in return.

He looked at Wang Ye: "Are you ready, my princess?"

What Wang Ye will perform is the solo version of "Sleeping Beauty".

She nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

Jun Xijiu thought of something and clapped his hands, "Ah, that's right. How can the princess not have a gorgeous dance skirt." He took out a piece of talisman paper and folded it to look like a skirt.

After burning the talisman paper, he snapped his fingers.

Wang Ye looked at the beautiful dress that suddenly appeared on his body, and screamed in surprise, this was so dreamy, he really felt like a princess blessed by a fairy.

Well, this 'fairy' is pretty good too.

Changing clothes in one second is a kind of spell that the living gives something to the dead and sacrifices. It is useless to the living. It can only be used when the name of the other party is known or the person involved is at the scene.

Jun Xijiu played a note.

Wang Ye also got into a pose, the curtain was slowly opened, the music sounded, and she stepped on the knots and began to dance.After becoming a ghost, her feet still hurt so much that she couldn't jump on the ground, so she kept floating in the air to keep practicing.

Extend your arms, tiptoe, and spin.

It is this kind of feeling like flying. When she first saw the performance of the ballet dancers, she was shocked by their elegant and elf-like dancing posture.

There was a chance she could play here.

She got this opportunity and was jealous of her teammates, who set up a frame and hurt her foot.Although it is a little late, I can stand on this stage again.

very nice.

Even if it's not a human watching her dance, it's great to dance to the cute cats she likes, and Wang Ye glanced at Jun Xijiu while doing the pirouette.

The last dance can be dedicated to the prince.

very nice.

When the last note fell, there was a burst of meowing in the venue. They couldn't applaud, but they used their own voices to applaud her.

Wang Ye raised his skirt and made a gesture of curtain call.

After the performance, just like the audience in the last show, the cats followed the rules of order in a gentlemanly manner, and left the venue one by one.

Jun Xijiu put away the piano and walked over: "Princess, what other wish do you have?"

Wang Ye shook his head with a smile on his face: "Thank you."

All her wishes have come true, and this wish made her extremely satisfied. This is the most exciting and unforgettable performance in her life.

"Can you let me end with Sleeping Beauty." Wang Ye had a look of expectation in her eyes, she could feel her body starting to disappear, but she didn't panic.

Jun Xijiu was stunned.

He stepped forward, hugged the girl, and gently kissed her on the forehead.

"Sleep, my princess."