Transmigrating the Book: Concubine Side She wants to change the script

Chapter 32 It's Not Different From A Boy

Shameful face, slender waist of willow branches, seductive eyes like silk, icy muscles looming in the gauze skirt, exquisite figure.

Ziyan's winking eyes swept down the stage, and instantly fascinated all the men. She sat down on the stool with a slender waist, and her every move was as delicate as water, which perfectly interpreted the word "beauty".

The spectators in the audience looked dumbfounded. If they could spend the night with the beauty, they would be willing to spend ten thousand gold!
Lin Yuyan had seen a lot of beauties in the entertainment industry, seeing that Ziyan was not an acquaintance, she didn't expect much at the moment, and she became interested when Ziyan played the pipa.

As a famous prostitute in the capital city, Zi Yan's song "Misty Rain" is indeed at the top level.

Lin Yuyan listened carefully to the lyrics, but they were just things that children love, and after a while they felt meaningless.

Compared with other players, Ziyan is still dazzling.

The old bustard came out to canvass for Ziyan, and seeing that Ziyan was about to win a reward of 300 taels, a man in purple robes under the stage took out a ruby ​​gold hairpin and said: "The oiran of the capital really deserves its reputation, my son, this gold hairpin , sent out together.”

Lin Yuyan took a look, her expression changed.

She has seen this golden hairpin before in her own world!
The entourage next to the purple-robed man held the gold hairpin in both hands and presented it. Lin Yuyan didn't think much about it at the moment, she stood up, "Wait a minute."

The bustling hall suddenly fell silent, and all the male guests turned their heads to look at her. Seeing that she was dressed like a woman from a good family and wearing a veil, they whispered: "Is this here to make trouble?"

"That's right, you still dare to call out in front of Miss Ziyan?"

Zi Yan moved her eyes away from the face of the Zipao young master, landed on Lin Yuyan, and said, "I don't know what you can teach me?"

Lin Yuyan pointed to the gold hairpin and said: "The little girl with this gold hairpin is interested, and I can allow the little girl to show her ugliness. If Miss Ziyan thinks it can still be heard, she will give this hairpin to me, how about it? "

When the old bustard heard that someone came to kick the house, she wanted to scold her, but Zi Yan raised her hand to stop it.

She was not angry, and said: "Tonight is the night of the competition, Zi Yan asked for advice."

Ask for advice, full of humility.

Good guy, it sounds like this, why are you so sensible and lovable?

The men present were not without their fascination. Miss Ziyan is such a gentle woman, she should be held in the palm of her hand!
On the contrary, that provocative unknown woman is really ignorant!

Lin Yuyan felt knife-like eyes falling on her in an instant, and she sighed in her heart, well, she has lost the popularity of the audience.

She came to the stage under pressure, Zi Yan asked: "I don't know what kind of musical instruments the girl needs?"

Lin Yuyan said: "Same as Miss Ziyan, Pipa."

Zi Yan then handed over the pipa in her hand, giving her the seat.

Lin Yuyan took it with a bow, and she sat down, her onion fingers stroking the strings.

Upstairs, Mu Hengmo was eating melons and fruits and looking downstairs, this episode aroused his interest.

"Which family is this girl who dares to compete with Ziyan?"

Mu Hengling also took a second look. It has been three years in a row that the oiran competition has been held, and no woman has dared to compete with Zi Yan.

Who is this?Could it be that you are overestimating your capabilities and being generous.

When Mu Yanqing saw that green figure, his deep eyes changed a bit.

Her voice was not like Lin Xiluo's.

At that time, Mu Yanqing didn't know that in a certain world, there was a profession called a voice actor.

Lin Yuyan on the stage seemed to be participating in an audition contest at the moment. She said silently in her heart, Teacher Li, I am very grateful for borrowing your song.

The smooth and clear melody sounds, and the style of the music is quite novel. It is a school of its own in the graceful and sentimental minor tune, which gives people a refreshing feeling.

The noise at the scene subsided unconsciously, and all eyes focused on the woman in Tsing Yi on the stage.

Lin Yuyan spoke, his voice was like clear spring water, sometimes graceful and tender, sometimes passionate and long, lingering and lingering for a long time.

"...

The humble did not dare to forget the worry about the country

even if no one knows me

Centuries have passed

Heart is not wasted

There are lights for a hundred years

Focus on mountains and rivers
......"

In the depths of Mu Yanqing's eyes, huge waves set off.

His eyes were tightly locked on the figure playing and singing. Among such fans, there was a unique nobleness.

There was no wave on his engraved and stern face, and the folding fan in his hand was stained with tea without knowing it. He tapped a few times unconsciously with his long fingers, and his mind was unknowingly entangled into the center of the vortex by the tune.

At the end of the song, the whole house applauds.

Mu Hengling was so excited that he couldn't help but patted the table, "Okay! I didn't expect a woman to have such a magnificent state, and she is not far behind a man!"

He beckoned to his followers, "Go invite this girl."

Mu Yanqing's heart froze slightly, his deep eyes moved, and amidst the thunderous applause downstairs, the man in purple robe also stood up.

"I was lucky enough to listen to a good song in Yuxiang Tower tonight. I am very lucky. I don't know the girl's name?"

Lin Yuyan stood up, bowed her head, and whispered a word to the purple-robed man's entourage. She took the golden hairpin from the man's hand and said, "Thank you, my lord."

After finishing speaking, she put down her pipa and hurried away regardless of the visitor's retention.

Lin Yuyan walked out of the Yuxiang Building, and the voice of the purple-robed man chasing after him came from behind: "Miss, please stop, I don't seem to have said that you want to give this gold hairpin to the girl?"

Lin Yuyan: "..."

She turned her head back, her eyes were a little out of breath.

"Your Excellency gave the golden hairpin to Miss Ziyan, and Miss Ziyan also agreed to give it to me. Is there a problem?"

The purple-robed man spoke frivolously, "A gold hairpin matches a beauty, so it is a perfect match. I wonder if I can see the girl's beauty?"

Mu Hengmo was excited to see it upstairs, he prevented his followers from going downstairs, and said with great interest: "The prince also wants to see, what does this girl look like?"

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