I wish for a long time

The lobby started to become noisy again. The people downstairs looked at the third floor and the stairs from time to time, waiting for the boy to come back with the results.

Finally, the boy's figure appeared on the stairs again, and someone in the hall shouted from time to time: "Come out, come out!"

Everyone looked over in unison, with excitement and nervousness on their faces.

A few pieces of paper were handed over to the waiter, who flipped through them and said with a smile: "The results are out, please come to the stage for the next round of competitions, please come to the stage with the benefactors whose names have been called."

"Lin Qiusheng, Mr. Lin, Mr. Gong Yefei, Mr. Gong..."

Seven or eight names were called in a row, but Ye Jiu's name was not yet available. Xue Jingning sighed softly, and patted Ye Jiu's shoulder:

"It's better to open the shop properly, don't worry about this lady Hua Kui..."

"...Master Ye Jiuye, Mr. Gu Feng, Mr. Gu, please come to the stage ten of them."

Xue Jingning's body was stiff, her jaw seemed to be dislocated, and she just stared at Ye Jiu in a daze.

When Ye Jiu heard him being called, he slightly frowned and smiled brightly.

"Second Master Xue, are you surprised or surprised?"

Xue Jingning came back to his senses, his eyes were full of astonishment, "Is it possible for your maggot to enter?"

Ye Jiu laughed even wider, "Well, it depends on fate."

After finishing speaking, she took Xue Jingning's hand off her shoulder, stood up, and said thoughtfully:

"If you beg me now, I can consider taking you along with me when I see Mrs. Hua Kui for a while."

Xue Jingning stretched out her hand and punched: "Please fuck, if you can enter again, my mother is your grandson!"

Ye Jiuli dodged away, and patted his shoulder with his hand, "Then it's a deal, my future grandson."

She ran up to the stage, and the place where she was standing just now was already covered in water.

Before she could laugh at Xue Jingning's dark face, the servant in front of her had already handed her a piece of paper.

Ye Jiu suppressed his smile, and reached out to take it.

Then the waiter's voice sounded: "This round of competition composes the music. What you have in your hand is today's lyrics. Everyone has a stick of incense time to think about it, and then sing it in class."

Ye Jiu nodded thoughtfully.

The waiter went on to say: "The key to this competition is whether the oiran ladies can harmonize with each other when you sing."

Ye Jiu frowned again, the sound of the piano is harmonious?

Play so complicated?

But she still accepted the rule and looked down at the paper in her hand.

It was still a piece of white rice paper, but it was densely filled with words.

Ye Jiu suddenly blinked in embarrassment.

She...can't read all the words...

She could see a "we", "little"... and some simple words, and then... nothing...

She froze on the stage, her face was reddish, and she secretly glanced at the others.

Xue Jingning in the audience naturally saw her reaction clearly, and immediately sneered.

Want to take advantage of me?

Dream it!

At this time, the two bamboo rats in the corner of the third floor were whispering:

"Miss, do you think he can do it? I'm a little flustered looking at him."

The woman stared down, and frowned when she heard the words: "It shouldn't be, he should have heard of this."

The little maid looked carefully again, and suddenly called out:

"Miss, I feel cold..."

The woman looked sideways: "Huh? Why?"

"He held the paper upside down."

……

"It's time for a stick of incense, are you ready?" the waiter came up to the stage, smiled and bowed.

Several people on the stage looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one responded, and the people watching the fun in the audience burst into laughter.

The waiter stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then turned around and said, "Well then, follow the order just now, Mr. Lin, please go ahead."

The young man in Tsing Yi on the far right took two small steps forward, his entire face turned red with shame.

Ye Jiu raised his forehead secretly in his heart, guessing that he would be more embarrassed than him in a while.

The man in Tsing Yi cleared his throat, and sang in a voice similar to an opera:

"The duck is like a pot-shrinking su daddy, full of oil and vinegar, scaring the silver and knocking steadily—"

"Although the mixing pot is empty, the cashew nuts are laughing—"

Ye Jiu:? ? ?

Is this human? ?

She wanted to secretly listen to how others sang, so she could know the general content.

But what the hell are you talking about!

I can't hear what they are talking about at all. It's better to recognize these tadpoles on paper.

Ye Jiu looked around, fortunately, he was very close to the edge of the table, it was impossible, slip away.

A slight voice suddenly came from the corner on the third floor: "Miss, Miss! Look! That Mr. Ye seems to want to step down!"

The woman who was listening to the opera carefully looked sideways, okay, the look of looking left and right is really looking for a step.

"Send someone to tell the waiter, no one will abstain today!"

"Okay miss!"

Listening to the man in Tsing Yi's nondescript play, everyone in the audience said it nicely, but the accent was inaccurate, and said badly, there was such a meaning.

There was a lot of discussion below, and soon, the man couldn't continue singing.

The man stopped for a while, but the sound of the piano never came, and the audience sighed.

Ye Jiu looked at this posture, and began to move his little feet secretly, shifting to one side.

It is really panning, the whole person is like a background board, and there is no trace on the surface.

At the same time, the next man in white clothes stepped forward, groaned, and opened his mouth to sing.

It's still the same sentence just now, but there is a big man's heart hidden under this seductive appearance, and the thick voice with his mouth, Ye Jiu once thought he heard the song of a good man.

She pursed her lips and pushed her toes to the edge of the table. Coincidentally, there was no one here.

She was overjoyed, and just as she stepped out, a figure suddenly flashed in front of her, scaring her so much that she almost fell off.

"Master Ye, where are you going?" the waiter asked harmlessly with a smile on his face.

The corner of Ye Jiu's mouth twitched: "That...it's too hot, I'll go get some air."

The waiter seemed to have seen through her, and asked back, "Then come to the front, young master, cool off."

"..."

Ye Jiu finally stood back with his head drooping.

A woman in Tsing Yi at the side of the stage smiled in satisfaction, clapped her hands and went upstairs.

After the man in white sang, there was no movement in the hall, and it failed.

The people in the hall began to discuss again:

"That doesn't work either?"

"Maybe Chuxun girl doesn't like hard-line ones."

"Then that thin voice just now won't work either."

"Maybe...can't stand up?"

"puff--"

Xue Jingning sprayed out the wine he just drank.

The two people who were talking next to him looked at him in surprise, then turned their heads and turned to the other side.

Xue Jingning looked at the messy table, lost the wine glass in agitation, and simply focused on the stage.

At this time, three more had passed, and they couldn't continue singing without singing two lines, and there were only five left.

Ye Jiu on the stage was wearing a light blue robe, his not-so-large body was straight, and his face had a femininity that was different from that of ordinary men, which stood out among these few people.

Xue Jingning looked at him in a daze, especially when he smiled, there was a hint of cunning and purity in his elegance, and his whole person exuded a soft light.

He clicked his tongue, just saying, he is like this, he might be carried away by Hua Manlou directly, and become a duck.

Next, a man in a dark red robe stepped forward, looked around the stage, and spoke slowly.

Different from the previous singing methods that seem to be in tune but not in tune, this buddy is very down-to-earth, directly reciting poems.

Ye Jiu lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders, trying to hold back his smile.

It's so funny, it perfectly coincides with the orderly tone of the morning reading in elementary school.

She listened, and suddenly a few words came into her mind, inexplicably familiar.

"There has been a person in my heart ever since. We used to be small. That year you moved a small bench, and I was fascinated by the drama, and I followed along..."

shit.

For young people in the new era who listen to songs and only listen to the chorus part, this is too familiar.

She instantly picked up the crumpled paper in her hand and scanned it quickly.

Just like doing cloze, find keywords and locate.

Finally, she found exactly what the man sang.

"There has been a person in my heart ever since. We used to be small. When I was a student, I said that I loved to read scripts. You have missing teeth, but you can't pronounce correctly..."

Ye Jiu was so moved that tears streamed down his face, I am so inhuman, I actually disliked this big brother's poetry recitation just now...

This can save lives.

As soon as the man in dark red robe finished singing, he was grabbed by a young man in light blue robe beside him, boasting with snot and tears, "That's great...you read it so well..."

The man is at a loss, really, so okay?

He suddenly gained confidence and straightened his back.

However, the silence in the hall once again slapped his handsome face hard.

Still no sound.

The waiter had regrets on his face: "It's a pity that the son has not won the heart of the oiran lady, so we will fight again in the future."

It is very like, the determination to report the first prize, once the cover is opened, thank you for your patronage.

The dark red robed man's face was ashen.

Ye Jiu carefully compared what the man said just now with the handwriting on the paper, plus the impression of the song in his mind, to straighten out his thoughts.

"Master Ye, it's your turn." The waiter's voice suddenly came to mind, waking up Ye Jiu who was intoxicated in his own world.

Ye Jiu looked up and blinked, only to realize that the previous seven had all been sung, and now there were only three people left on the stage.

I am the one in the head.

A blush suddenly rose on her cheeks, she had never sung on stage since she was a child, she was too shy.

Xue Jingning looked at someone inexplicably cramped on the stage with amused expression, shaking the folding fan in his hand.

There really is nothing more pleasurable than watching him deflate.

But in the next second, Ye Jiu cleared his throat, opened his mouth slightly, and sang in a clear voice:

"Memories are like a storyteller

with a vernacular tone

Jump over puddles, around small villages

Waiting for the fate to meet. "

Xue Jingning was stunned. This was a tune he had never heard before, and he couldn't tell which genre it was, but it sounded inexplicably good.

"You make a city out of mud

Said to marry me in the future

How many times do you turn around, how many times do you pass through the door

Waste of youth. "

The noisy voices from the audience slowly quieted down accompanied by the eloquent voices on the stage, and they all stared at the young man in blue robe who was watching the lines singing earnestly on the stage without blinking.

The bamboo rats in the corner of the third floor were quiet, and no one tried to spoil the beautiful atmosphere.

When Ye Jiu opened his mouth, he felt very embarrassed, and even went out of tune with a few sentences, but after five or six sentences, she gradually found the feeling.

When I was young, the youthful time on campus, the group of immature teenagers with shining eyes all the time, those May [-]rd and simulation papers that could not be finished.

In the blink of an eye, you and I have been ten years.

Ye Jiu's eyes are full of tenderness, nostalgia, and longing that others can't understand.

"I'm looking for the person in that story

you are the indispensable part

you take a little nap under the tree

I waited foolishly when I was little. "

The melodious singing echoed in the quiet building without being disturbed. Even if it wasn't the correct answer to the mystery, it was enough to make one sink for a moment.

The first half of the song had already been sung, Ye Jiu's voice fell, and the building was extremely silent. She stood on the stage, embarrassed, her face was on fire.

Everyone held their breath and waited.

Waiting for whether the sound of the guqin in the distance will be in harmony with it.

As time passed by, Ye Jiu's face froze.

The hall was always silent, and everyone gradually realized the problem...

There is no piano sound at all.

The author has something to say: Come on, when you see the lyrics, you hum along and line up here, don't rush, I'll be the first.

It's a moment of pleasure to post, and the code word tears in two lines...

I would like to ask, how do those big bosses who are six and ten thousand a day do it? ?Could it be that I tapped it with one finger? ? ?

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