These kinds of elimination, they have been playing well since they were children, and there is no difficulty. Unexpectedly, when Li Jin was about to make a move, he suddenly thought in his heart, ah, this double ghost knocking on the door seems to be from the Yan family, and he needs to change another one, but he can't think of a good one in his eagerness, and he can't change his trick for a while, and he was slapped on his arm by Yan Liang, making a loud sound.

Both of them were in a daze, and the wall was already cheering: "Win, we win." Although Yan Liang was a little inexplicable, he immediately raised his arms and declared his victory.

Li Jin's handsome face turned red, he was originally an extremely proud person, but now he lost this move for no reason in front of the public, and he was coaxed by Wen Chou, so he didn't want to be entangled anymore. He sighed and said to Wei Ning: "Brother Wei, if you don't work hard, you lost this game, and you missed your big thing." ”

Wei Ning saw that the matter had come to this point, and it was useless to blame him, so he smiled and said: "Brother Li is serious, victory and defeat have been a common thing in soldiers since ancient times. Now that the military bureau has been defeated, my brother, please wait for a while, and see me break it with the bureau. Li Jin had already collected his mood at this time, and retreated to the side with a smile.

Although Wei Ning greeted Li Jin with a smile, he was as cold as ice when he turned to Qiuming: "Cai's Wenji is good at piano skills and good rhythm, but you are her bosom friend?" ”

Qiu Ming saw that Yan Liang won the next game easily, and he was in a good mood, but he was disturbed by Wei Ning's words. Cai Wenji is now my person, whether I am her bosom friend or not has nothing to do with you Wei Ning. He was about to sneer at each other, but Wei Ning continued: "Do you know what kind of fingering should be used in the upper five strings, if you want to turn the gong sign of the horn businessman?" ”

Qiu Ming scolded in his heart, these sour and rotten literati are really full and uncomfortable, I just need to make that thing sound, you care about me using that fingering. He was about to admit that he wouldn't, when he suddenly had an idea: "This question, is it your bureau?" ”

Wei Ning looked at Qiu Ming seriously for a while, shook his head and said: "Of course not, the ancients said, poetry is poetry, song is to express nostalgia, and dance is to educate." I also know that you are excellent at poetry, so I want to dance with you. ”

Than dance? What kind of bureau is this? Dare me to memorize the poems all night in vain? He looked left and right, wanting Zhou Tai to invite Ying'er, but Wei Ning said: "Don't look at it, this one is just you and me, the two of us will win and lose." ”

Qiu Mingxin said that I have so many things to deal with every day, how can I go to learn and practice dance? Do you think they're all idle sons and brothers like you? And what kind of literary bureau is dancing? He was about to refute, but Wei Ning showed a look of depression: "When I was a teenager, I traveled to study Chen Liu, and I once listened to Cai's Wenji playing the piano, thinking that it was natural, and I couldn't wait to dance in front of the beautiful woman. The husband and the clerk should be supplemented by military equipment, and the husband and the qin artist should be supported by the dance, so it is ......".

Tyumen was furious, his wife's name was always on the lips of another man, and he was buzzing like a fly, any bloody man couldn't stand it, right? He said loudly: "It's better to compare, but dance is different from martial arts, how can you judge the winner or loser?" ”

Wei Ning said: "Dance to educate the people, why don't you let everyone in the audience judge whether you win or lose, what do you think?" ”

Before Qiu Ming could answer, the crowd below had already screamed, and he faintly felt that something was wrong, but the loser couldn't lose, so he had to agree to it. Isn't it just audience voting? Qiu Ming has watched so many variety shows, and he knows a little about the shady scenes in them, so Chen Gong will quietly go down to find some water armies and control the direction of public opinion, will he really lose to you?

Seeing Qiu Ming nodding, Wei Ning's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, he clapped his hands lightly, and many musicians walked out of the curtain behind the stage, some holding flutes, some holding suona, everything there was in the piano, and a few carried a small chime. Qiu Ming exclaimed: "Didn't you say that you and I were competing? What are these people coming up to do? ”

Wei Ning said: "Dance is the soul of music, music is the soul of dance, these people only come up to play music for me, and they will definitely not participate in my solo dance, what do you have to worry about?" ”

Qiu Ming scolded in his heart, it seems that he has fallen into a trap again, the difference between this dance with music and dance without music is really too big. What to do? Now even if you ask someone to find a troupe immediately, it is impossible to cooperate with the rehearsal immediately, but it will only make a bigger joke.

When the melodious music sounded, Wei Ning had already changed into a white robe, holding Gong in his left hand and Zhai in his right hand, bowing together with the music. Qiu Ming didn't know why, and thought that this guy was pretending to be a water weed, but he heard Xi Zhicai say loudly: "This is the dance of Da Shao, Yang Shun is subject to the virtue and politics of the nine heavens, wonderful." ”

When the sound of silk and bamboo was slow and the majestic drum beat was beating, Wei Ning took off his robe, revealing the dark color of the outfit inside, holding one hand and the other hand, jumping left and right to roar. Xi Zhicai praised again: "This is the dance of the great martial arts, and the majesty of the king of martial arts is wonderful." ”

Where did the people in the audience know what Wei Ning was dancing with, but there was a drama to explain, listening to the music above was still pleasant, looking at Wei Ning's posture was still like that, so they all applauded vigorously, and kept shouting: "Wonderful, wonderful." Seeing that the atmosphere was so warm, Wei Ning couldn't help but make a few more figures and make a few appearances, which attracted even more applause and cheers.

Qiuming had slowly calmed down at this time, and the Wei family really deserved to be a family of rites and music, and even such an ancient dance could be drummed up. But since you're the audience judge, don't you burp others if you get something like this that no one can understand except for Xi Zhicai?

Wei Ning danced a few songs in a row, and seeing that Qiu Ming was still unmoving, he laughed and said, "Why haven't you started yet?" Is it to admit defeat? Or do you want to find a few musicians first? ”

Tyumen did not speak, but suddenly stomped his feet vigorously, and since the whole platform was made of wood, his footsteps thundered, and he stomped out a strange beat.

Wei Ning was deeply familiar with the rhythm, and as soon as he heard the beat of Qiuming, he knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly made gestures to let his musicians increase the sound of the sonata, wanting to disturb the pace of Qiuming, but unexpectedly Qiuming kicked and sang: "The flowers on the side of the road are blooming, and the fruits on the trees are waiting for people to pick, waiting for people to pick them." Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello ”

The rhythm of this song is bright, the lyrics are easy to understand, and when Tyumen traveled to Yunnan, he personally danced this dance step with the little girls of the Yi nationality, and I still remember it vividly. He clapped his palms while stepping on the spot, kicked a leg forward after three steps, gently turned in a circle and then stepped in place, quickly attracting people's attention like a demonic sound, and the thirls in the song penetrated people's eardrums like a magic sound. With his applause, the second stanza of lyrics was sung again: "The abundant ears of grain are swaying in the wind, expecting people to cut them down, cut them down." Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello ”