Rebirth of Young Master Qingluo

Chapter 72

Kim pursed her lips and looked at the stage seriously.

The stage effect is very good. Although the equipment is not the best, it is far beyond his imagination to have such an effect.

The background music was like mountains and flowing water, melodious and melodious, and the male voice that had gradually dissipated seemed to still reverberate in the air, but fell to the ground like jade, without a trace of emotion.

Looking back on the stage, I saw that the man on the horse frowned, with an extremely indifferent expression on his face, but the look in his eyes was a bit complicated, which could not be ignored.

At this time, the wind picked up and rolled up the fallen red leaves on the ground, and the branches and leaves made small and scattered sounds, and the sorrow lingered like a Qiang flute for a long time, enveloping the ears.

The man jumped off the horse, also wearing a yellow brocade shirt.He furrowed his brows tightly, and slowly approached Yu Yu, when a sudden wind blew through their clothes room, their hair flew away...

The slightly callused hand slowly stretched out, gently stroking back and forth on the woman's fair face, the movement was slow, with deep love and pain.

Jiuhua once said, Yu'er, to know you as a wonderful woman in this life, Jiuhua will have no regrets in his life.

The two stood quietly, letting the sudden wind hurt their eyes, it seemed that this could be their world, but someone quietly took a step back and opened the distance between the two, and the warmth on their faces dissipated. A trace of warmth remains.

The sound of the whistle came, and the two looked at each other. Their old love was still there, but they had long been unable to see through each other's thoughts.

The body of the flute is like water and fog, but it stops suddenly, as if time stands still between mountains and rivers, and everything is silent.

After a while, the strings replaced the flute, and every tune came with a slight tremolo.

Along with the music, Yang Yang felt a little sad, his heart was sore and unbearable, but he couldn't vent it, so he raised his eyes, looked at Jiu Hua who was a few steps away from him, and bit his lips lightly.

The man didn't move from the beginning to the end, with a complicated look on his face.

At the second when she was fighting against the man, there was a sound of a drop of water from all directions, as if she was crying silently.

"Entanglement in this life, chatting in future generations... two worlds of affection..."

This sound is as shallow as a trickle, without a trace of emotion. However, after careful sniffing, you will find that every pause, turning, and breath are perfectly matched with the music, and even with a slight smile, it is Bitter and helpless...

An Luo frowned slightly, and the voice in her ears gradually faded away until there was nothing there, as if it hadn't appeared before, but it made people's hearts no longer calm, full of sadness.

He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

It seems that he forgot his own way of acting...

And in the center of the stage, Yu Yu looked at Jiu Hua, feeling sour and unbearable, like a ferocious beast.She took a few steps forward, grabbed Jiuhua's skirt fiercely, tears could no longer be stopped, and slowly slid down the corners of her eyes.

The person she loves, everything about her, the person she loves the most in this life, the only time she gave herself wholeheartedly, why is this the result!

Jiu Hua allowed Yu Yu to cry fiercely, and the hand that was tightly holding on to his skirt finally fell powerlessly, but he had a never-before-seen indifference on his face.

They shouldn't be together...

The dead tree swayed, and how many red leaves fell, but in the end, the color faded and faded, so sad, so sad.

She let him go, lowered her head and sobbed softly, both of them were silent for a while, she raised her head and looked at him again.

Her hair was messed up by the wind, a few strands clinging to her forehead, surrounding her face, she looked at the man in front of her.

Quiet, but unconcealable sadness.

Lightly parting her red lips, she seemed to say something, but there seemed to be nothing.

All this, only Jiuhua knows.

He knew that Yu Yu was saying: You, have you ever truly loved me?

He looked at him coldly, turned his eyes away and didn't look at him, as if he was escaping and afraid. The next second, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter spread to every corner.

Although it was a smile, there was no trace of a smile.

The laughter stopped abruptly, Jiu Hua stepped forward and hugged Yu Yu tightly into his arms, feeling his heartbeat, in a place where Yu Yu could not see, there was suppressed pain in his eyes.

When Yu Yu was hesitantly planning to hug her back, he pushed her away.

Without any precautions, Yu Yu fell to the ground with a look of bewilderment.

The man turned around, picked up the horse, and walked away slowly, without even looking at the person underground, with a blank expression on his face.

The most fickle thing in this world is really the human heart...?

An Luo smiled faintly, thinking of the man who always wore dark blue clothes. He seemed to have forgotten the name of that man, but the figure of that man was still lingering...

And with the development of the plot on the stage, a line of small ink characters appeared in his mind.

When the wind suddenly wrinkled and the woman threw herself forward, ruthlessly but reluctantly beating on the man, she opened her mouth slowly, neither anxious nor irritable, calm and calm, and it sounded together with the music j□j, the music was not over yet, Words are gone.

The young man seemed to be smiling helplessly, with endless sorrow, but also so open-minded, it was hard to see through.

"Love is entwined and sorrow is more entangled, and children are accompanied by lovesickness... You and I are in the whole life, after all, there is still a red thread that cannot be solved... Oh, but the way is..."

The boy paused, and then Louis' voice came, which was a bit more skillful than the boy's.

The music is melodious and continuous, and several instruments are played, like a cloud of sorrow, which makes people feel sad.

"The one who knows my heart...the one who overcomes my worries...the one who breaks my heart...it's hard to find...it's hard to find..."

Yu Yu smiled, and hit Jiu Hua's body with both hands, but she felt the pain in her bones, she bit her lip, and the bloody red flowed down the corner of her mouth slowly.

Stopping her movements, she glanced at the man and walked away quickly.

The man looked at the shadow that was fading away, his nails sank into the flesh...

Dead leaves and broken branches sway and fall quietly with the wind, creating a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

I don't know who released the paper kite. In the gust of wind, the thread was broken, and it slowly flew to a higher place in the sky, and then fell lightly...

This scene is over. If it is a formal performance, then the curtain falls now, the audience applauds warmly, and then the actors take their curtain call.

It's just that it's not.

When the music completely dissipated into the air, everyone looked closely at the stage.

The curtains on both sides did not change in any way, but the land of high mountains and flowing water on the stage exuded a dazzling light, and then gradually disappeared, and after everything was gone, the two people standing on the stage were seen.

There was nothing around, not even the galloping horse.

Everyone cheered, excitedly ran up to hug the two, rubbed their hair vigorously, and laughed loudly: "What a boy! Awesome! Really awesome! Why don't you usually show your hands like this!"

Yang Yang blushed and his hair was messed up. Hearing what they said, he touched his head shyly, obviously very satisfied with his performance this time.

The male classmate didn't have any special reaction, just seeing his bright face, it must be the same.

Kim stood under the stage, but didn't look at the stage, but looked towards the direction of the studio with a sullen face, with his hands folded around his chest.

"Teacher..." The male student next to him looked at Kim and asked hesitantly, "Yang Yang's acting skills... um, is it really at this level?"

Hearing that Kim looked back at the stage, glanced at him, and said, "Compared to the previous one, it has indeed improved a lot...just..."

"Just what, teacher?"

"Why don't you let Yang Yang interrupt the leading role so hastily? Anyway, his acting skills are not mature, and he has never been exposed to acting before..." Kim pursed her lips, subconsciously glanced at the direction of the studio, and pressed Frown.

It seems a little impatient.

The male student rubbed his nose resentfully, and looked at Kim quietly, a little depressed that the rehearsal was so good this time, why did he look absent-minded.

Kim walked onto the stage, and everyone consciously moved out of the way.

The two leading actors Yang Yang lowered their heads nervously, waiting for his comment.

Kim looked at the two, "This time the performance is very good, you have to remember all the feelings when you just performed, so that the character you perform makes people feel that he is alive."

"Yes!"

"Okay, that's it for now, and you guys continue to practice."

Everyone watched Kim leave and frowned suspiciously, Yang Yang blinked uncomfortably: "Senior...could it be because we can't act well... Teacher Kim didn't say anything..."

The boy also looked depressed, glanced at Yang Yang, and pushed everyone off the stage in a bad mood.Now Yang Yang was even more nervous, biting his lip helplessly, looking like he was about to cry.

The senior sister next to her comforted: "It's okay, your performance this time is very exciting, Mr. Kim must be busy, don't worry about it, let's rehearse well!"

"...Well, thank you, senior."

"How did you feel when you performed this time?"

"Huh?" Yang Yang was taken aback, and then closed his eyes to think back: "I can't say it, I just acted according to my feeling, hehe."

"Oh, yes, I want to try it too!"

Another classmate came up from below, and when he heard his words, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and curling his lips: "I think the teacher seems to be going to the studio..."

"Ah!" Yang Yang suddenly yelled out, everyone was startled, they stared at him stiffly, Yang Yang stuck out his tongue embarrassedly: "Sorry, hehe, it's all thanks to An Luo and Teacher Louis that this rehearsal is so good. I'll go see An Luo too."

After speaking, he greeted everyone and abandoned it in the direction of the studio, but the students behind shouted: "School beauty, you are still wearing a costume!!"

In the end, Yang Yang had no choice but to go back and change his clothes obediently.

Everyone else laughed, and a classmate with a chrysanthemum face thought hard and said, "That's not right... Didn't Teacher Kim ask An Luo and Teacher Louis to read together? Why do I only hear one person's voice?"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and after careful consideration, they all looked puzzled: "It seems to be true..."

After leaving the performance hall, Kim went straight to the studio.

An Luo and Louis were discussing the chanting just now, Louis looked at An Luo with a little more appreciation, which was completely different from before.

Seeing Kim coming in, the two closed the script and stood up. Louis had a wicked and shrewd smile on his lips. He walked over and put his hands on Kim's shoulders, with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect you to find such a good person, Yes, I am very glad to agree to your request to participate in this competition, otherwise such a fun person would not be able to meet."

He was indeed amazing, unexpectedly, An Luo also had some skills, before he thought he was just another dude who had nothing to do and went to the acting department to hang out.

With a sullen face, Kim took Louis' arm off and looked at An Luo, who had been silent all this time, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter with you, An Luo, why didn't you participate in this rehearsal together!?"

An Luo was taken aback for a moment, and even Louis, who had been smiling a lot before, put away his smiling face.

For a moment, there was no sound in the whole studio, An Luo frowned, and broke the silence first.

"What do you mean?"

"Did you participate in the rehearsal this time? Why didn't the sound come out like yours at all?!"

An Luo frowned, and before she could speak urgently, Louis said first: "How is that possible! This narration is composed by An Luo and I."

An Luo's face was a little ugly, "Could it be that you didn't pay attention?"

Kim didn't speak, and looked at the two with complicated expressions for a few seconds, then walked straight to the computer behind them, swiping his fingers quickly on the keyboard.

"If you listen to it yourself, you will know."