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Zhang Feng was speechless.

It's not as domineering as the wine fairy.

I don't know what the old scholar thinks. He can think of such a brand name.

But what can we do now?

There is no way

Zhang Feng could only look at some old people who were laughing bitterly, and then returned to the center of the third floor of the flower boat again. Li Chengqian and others had already held back their laughter and waited.

Seeing Zhang Feng coming, several strong ninjas smiled and stood straight. They knew their opportunity had come.

Where does Zhang Feng not know what these guys are thinking?

I'm too lazy to see them.

Chumo stares at Chumo and asks, "are the musicians ready?"

"OK... OK."

Zhang Feng is so angry.

Wait, I'll always make you feel better.

"Let's go!"

While talking, Zhang Feng turned around, hugged Li Xiaogong and others and said, "Lord Li, everything is ready. Dare you ask if you can start?"

Li Xiaogong smiled and said, "everything can be arranged according to childe Zhang!"

Originally, there was a performance at the Mid Autumn Festival poetry meeting.

Moreover, the location of the flower boat, the attic on the east city on the shore and the roof can be seen clearly.

But in addition, today is a rare time for young men and girls to come out. On this day, young men and girls in Chang'an and surrounding towns basically want to see the poetry fair. The most important thing is to find the favorite object.

It's also the busiest time for Chang'an matchmakers.

This is the custom. Even the emperor has no right to deprive it.

In addition, at the beginning of the poetry fair, there will also be the performance of the singer in Yanlai building. This performance is not the performance of rouge and folk powder in Yanlai building on weekdays, but a performance of the musician singer in the inner courtyard of Yanlai building, who can only play in the Imperial Palace.

At this time, coupled with the rumored Zhang Feng of Bailu academy, president Zhang also prepared a special performance and the performance of Jing Shu, the first beauty of Chang'an most expected by all teenagers, it can be seen how eager those boys and girls are at the command of Li Xiaogong.

In order to achieve the maximum effect of this dance performance, Zhang Feng has made full preparations early.

Last night, Zhang Feng asked Li Chengqian and others to decorate the scene in the flower boat. Although the dance occupied itself, the scene layout and lighting effect were also very important for a performance.

Zhang Feng made use of the effect of copper mirrors refracting candlelight and arranged people around Dongshi early. When Li Chengqian gave the order, he saw four huge light columns shining on the water on the first floor of the three flower boats@

On the surface of the water, on a large bamboo raft where people thought the rest of the materials for building the flower boat had not been transported away, Li Chengqian and others were wearing Zhongshan suits and sunglasses. One hand was pressed on the brim of the hat, and the other hand was obliquely inserted into their trouser pockets.

Although it looks strange.

But there is an unspeakable handsome and capable.

The premise is that besides Chumo

At this time, when the four beams of light illuminated the bamboo raft at the same time, the whole boat and under the boat suddenly remembered bursts of startling voices.

"Crooked day... What is this dress? What shape is this?"

"This... What the fuck is that?"

"How handsome! But why didn't childe Zhang attend? If childe Zhang also attended, he should be the most handsome and charming..."

"Really, I'm crazy..."

"What's in their eyes? What's this light?"

"This..."

At this time, not only the people on the shore under the boat, but also the well-informed Li Shimin and Yu Shinan couldn't help getting up, holding the railing of the flower boat and overlooking the five people on the bamboo raft.

When Zhang Feng saw the light, he sorted out his white robe and walked gracefully to Jing Shu. In the surprised eyes of the people, Zhang Feng slowly stretched out his right hand and said in front of Jing Shu, making an invitation gesture that everyone could not understand, but only Zhang Feng knew, smiled and said, "Jing Shu, what should we do!"

"Well..."

Jing Shu's cheeks were red, but she still put her hand in Zhang Feng's hand under the gaze of everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the low heavy drum of the musician prepared early also sounded slowly.

"Dong Dong --!"

"Well --!"

When the horn sounded, a light column refracted by a bronze mirror flashed across the flower boat where Jing Shu and Zhang Feng were located again, shining on the two people, but the light was shining from behind, making them look quite immortal.

At this time, Zhang Feng also has a feeling of returning to modernity.

The feeling rises gradually in the singing and hip-hop dancing with Chumo and others.

This moment.

The whole Chang'an city was suddenly quiet.

Even Li Shimin, who had seen this song and dance in Zhang Feng's house yesterday, couldn't help listening and watching.