How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 47 I also have a poem
The band meeting unfolded in an orderly manner.

In the past, several singers from the band composed lyrics and music for this conference, and sang together for the audience in Xuancheng to listen to and see.

But today is different.

The owner of Jiulefang, Mr. Meng, the old man who has traveled to other states, is not only the only person in Xuancheng who can sing opera, but also has a secret treasure and a legendary color.

In Xuancheng, it can definitely be said to be highly respected. This band conference is her inheritance ceremony, and it was announced as early as a month ago that a successor will be selected at this conference.

As for the girls in the city, as long as they change their clothes in Jiulefang, they can participate.

For most people, Jiu Le Fang is not a small industry, and the secret treasure passed down by old man Meng is so miraculous, so almost all the well-known beauties in the city have come to this music workshop conference.

If he can be favored by the owner, then he can reach the sky in one step in Xuancheng.

In the end, Charlotte didn't go downstairs because Zhu Huan'an came up.

"Brother Zhu?"

Charlotte probed: "Are you alone?"

Zhu Huanan directly found a seat and sat down, laying the black knife flat on his lap: "Why, am I the only one who is not happy?"

"." Charlotte looked left and right, as if to say what I would like to do.

"Then what, where is Miss Murong?"

Patting the ashes on his clothes, Zhu Huan'an leaned on the back of the chair: "The old Jiang family doesn't want to see you. For the sake of the people of Xuancheng, I asked my junior sister to attend the music workshop meeting."

Charlotte was taken aback for a moment, then ecstasy appeared on her face, and she quickly sat beside Zhu Huan'an: "There is such a thing?"

"Brother Zhu has the world in mind, this pattern is really high!"

Perhaps there were too many contestants in today's conference. Except for a few singers from Jiulefang, most of the others were invited down after singing half a song.

It was three poles high in the sun, and many spectators also yawned.

"I said, after listening to it for a long time, I still need the singer from Jiulefang to be good at it."

"What I'm talking about is that although the other women are not lacking in beauty, they are still amateurs. The words they chose were either sung badly, or they were changed too badly, so they didn't catch the spirit."

"Tsk, according to this, the singer is not good, she sings all the old tunes, and I can hear calluses in my ears just by singing."

Someone interrupted:

"Hush! Did you come to see this today? Today's main event hasn't appeared yet."

The rest of the people seemed to think of something, and they clapped their legs and said yes.

Soon, the conference is coming to an end.

In the anticipation of everyone, the last announcement sounded: "The last one, Ye Mengjiang."

The spectators at the scene suddenly boiled, and many people even stood up to see the beauty.

"It's really Ye Daowei."

"My God, Ye Mengjiang wants to sing for us?"

"Don't put gold on your face! Ye Daowei probably wants Meng Lao's baby, but...that's Ye Daowei hehe."

While everyone was looking forward to it, Ye Mengjiang came out gracefully.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her purple skirt was swaying. When she appeared on the stage, the audience gasped in surprise.

"Wow, this, this figure is amazing!"

"Ye Daowei is worthy of being the number one beauty in Xuancheng!"

Even Charlotte, who was in the seat, leaned down, squinted his eyes and kept rubbing his hands. If it wasn't for the imaginary uncle sitting beside him, he would have made a few rude remarks.

Zhu Huan'an still sat calmly, and even rubbed his eyes to relieve his drowsiness.

In an inconspicuous corner of the square, a cold light flashed in Liu Yi's eyes: "The Sao Fox from the Department of Defense is also coveting that treasure?"

"anyway."

A look of worry flashed in Liu Yi's eyes: "Why is there no news about the young master yet?"

On the stage, Ye Mengjiang didn't bow like the others, but said directly:
"What I'm singing to you today is a poem from my hometown, Yuzhou: Flowers from the South Fly to the East."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar.

"Yuzhou? I heard that Yuzhou is the origin of Dayan dramatists. It turns out that Ye Daowei is from Yuzhou."

"Let's listen to it, it seems that today is a good day to wash your ears."

After finishing speaking, Ye Mengjiang raised his hand and opened his voice leisurely.

Her voice is human-like, high-pitched and bright.

And this song, which was supposed to be sad and gentle, was actually sung by her with a sense of passion.

The spectators in the audience applauded one after another, and Ye Mengjiang paced in the middle of the applause, his voice getting louder and louder.

Coupled with the makeup on his face and the high-hanging ponytail, it is almost like the female general in the storybook performing the song of leaving the battlefield.

Murong Jingyan had already finished her makeup, and now she was quietly waiting behind the curtain on the stage. Hearing Ye Mengjiang's singing, she couldn't help nodding.

This momentum is like the Legend of Phoenix Linghua's interpretation of Mercury Tale, and it is not against the harmony.

It should be rewarded.

After he finished singing, there was warm applause from the audience.

"it is good!"

"Worthy of being from Yuzhou, this word has been changed just right. It turns out that Nanhua Dongfei can have such an artistic conception!"

"It seems that Ye Daowei is the winner this time."

Listening to the whispers in the audience, Ye Mengjiang couldn't help showing a smug smile.

For this song Nan Hua Dong Fei, she specially invited the deputy altar master who is good at music in the Department of Wei Dao to compose the music for her again, and only then did she have the performance she has today.

With this beauty, are you afraid you won't be able to take it?

On the top floor of Jiulefang, a certain window was slowly opened, and a white-headed old woman leaned on the window and looked at Ye Mengjiang, who was stepping off the stage, with indifference and melancholy in her eyes.

"Grandma, what do you think?"

Beside her, Jiang Tao was slowly waving his fan: "I didn't expect that Ye Mengjiang really has some skills. Although Nanhua Dongfei is a word of Dayan, it only describes mountains and rivers, and it does not violate our rules."

snort!
A cold snort interrupted Jiang Tao's words, and the old woman's voice was hoarse: "Wei Daosi and Dayan are working together, they are not good things."

"If you want something from the old body, they deserve it!"

Jiang Tao sighed inwardly, his grandmother was so strong, but since he didn't reject the Secretary of Defense before the opening, it would not be easy to end now.

Just as he was trying to comfort him, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in." Jiang Tao said.

A maid carefully pushed open the green-painted wooden door and asked in a low voice:

"Boss, Xiaocui said that there is another lady who will attend the meeting."

"Are we sure or not?"

Jiang Tao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the old woman, and when he saw that the old woman didn't show any refusal, he immediately tapped his fan:

"That's it!"

"Why haven't you announced the result yet?"

"Yeah, I've been sitting for two hours, and I have to go back to work after hearing the results."

"Could it be that Jiulefang doesn't intend to recognize Ye Daowei as the number one?"

But after half a stick of incense, the spectators couldn't bear the doubts in their hearts, and began to whisper to each other.

Ye Mengjiang had already returned to his seat, and the other Taoist guards beside him immediately cast admiring glances.

"Mengjiang, it seems that this secret treasure belongs to you."

"After the monster is resolved, relying on that matter, you will definitely be able to leave this poor place early, and even... directly enter the head office and be vigorously trained."

Ye Mengjiang smiled, but only winked at Zhu Huan'an who turned around after hearing the sound.

"Don't talk too much, everything is not settled yet."

At this moment, an announcement sounded suddenly, making everyone present puzzled.

"The last one. Lu Renjia!"

Ye Mengjiang was stunned when he heard the sound, and quickly got up to the mast, looking down at the stage.

How could there be one more person?
"Miss, do you really don't want a skirt??"

"Thank you so much, I don't have to."

Just when some spectators were about to leave, the curtain was slowly opened.

A figure in red clothes walked out slowly.

Said it was a red dress, it was more like extremely soft silk and satin fluttering on her body, suddenly there was a cold wind, and a burst of bitter floral fragrance instantly calmed everyone's hearts.

Unlike Ye Mengjiang's appearance, the bustling market was completely silent at this time, and the only sound left in the sky was the crunch of feet stepping on wooden boards.

Haitang said nothing, and the city was in turmoil.

"Everyone."

A voice that was colder than this late autumn sounded, pulling people's thoughts back.

"I also have a poem, which I brought from my hometown."

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