Chapter 188

Ling Ling said that because Mo Jue felt that her previous cover song "may be" had the title of male Ye Ling.

That's why she was invited to perform.

In such an occasion, since invited himself, Lingye does not intend to hold the guitar on stage to sing a little fresh love song.

To play, play something exciting.

Ling Ye arranges his ancient clothes and comes to the banquet hall step by step with a lyre in his arms.

On the way, many staff members and guests going to the bathroom were surprised to see Lingye.

"Damn it? Am I blinded? "

"Isn't this Ling ye, the male partner of the cast of" meet you again at the time of falling flowers "?! My favorite Murong an

"Damn it! Zero distance contact between me and Aidou! Fate

"Love beans, love beans! Can you sign for me? "

soon, a famous lady came up, quickly looked for the lipstick in her bag and handed it to Lingye," just spend it in the corner of my skirt! here! here! "

female celebrity's male companion:

Who said he was in a hurry to urinate just now?

And the appearance of Lingye leads to more and more people around.

They all gathered around Lingye, of course, the main force was still girls.

"Lingye, Lingye! Can you take a picture with me?! I like you best! "The girl gathered in front of Ling ye, and no matter whether he agreed or not, she picked up her cell phone and took a picture of them.

More and more girls came together.

The cleaning aunts, who are sweeping the floor, put their brooms in their hands, pick up their mobile phones and click the record video button.

Lingye has no choice but to draw his lips. He has such a big reputation now?

But after all, they are all small fans who like him, and they are not big names.

It's no big deal to sign and take a picture.

It's just that Ling Ye didn't expect that his hand was soft and his facial expression was stiff

Seeing that the performance in the banquet hall is coming to an end, Lingye is busy with the fans and comes to the birthday banquet hall.

At the moment, Shengdan jingchou, who was wearing a costume, appeared on the stage and performed affectionately.

Xiaohuadan brushes her sleeves, looks sad, and sings: "it turns out that all the colorful flowers are like broken wells and ruins like this. "

I have to admit that the folk artists on the stage are very good at singing and performing. To a certain extent, they show the beauty of Kunqu Opera and the details of Chinese culture.

It also infected a lot of people on the stage.

By the time Ling ye came, the opera was almost over.

The length of this song is very long. Artists can't show the whole plot, they can only perform the most wonderful part.

In the applause of the crowd, the artists walked out one after another.

Soon, the spotlight on stage was over.

Darkness enveloped the stage.

"Well, why is the light out?"

"Yes, is there any other program?"

"What do you think of the black one?"

Mo lengqing looks at Mo Jue who is still whispering to his master. He frowns: "what are you doing?"

"Oh, don't worry, brother. Wait, you'll know!" Ink Jue toward him blink, even across the position of the old man than a heart.

Mo lengqing

The discussion under the stage continues.

In this discussion, suddenly, a spotlight on the stage.

When people's eyes gradually adapt to the light, they find that under the light, there is already a beautiful man in white.