The winding paths are quiet, and everyone walks across the small bridge as if they are between mountains and rivers.

But unexpectedly, the lights in Wushuang Building were brightly lit and laughter could be heard vaguely. Lu Zian was stunned.

Chen Mange, who followed behind him, said, "By the way, Yuebai and the others are still making movies."

Mr. Guan hurriedly said, "Ah, then we won't go in, it's the same if we are outside here."

"Ah? Master Lu?" A scream came from above his head, and everyone saw a light pink skirt flashing past, and then the sound of footsteps in the room came from the room.

The door was opened soon, and a beautiful woman walked out lightly in a pink dance dress.

Every step is extremely elegant and beautiful, but I always feel a strange feeling.

Lu Zian frowned slightly, who is this?

Seeing his doubts, Chen Mange bit the apple: "This is Sun Shu, an actor, who is here to dance."

Sun Shu, who was shyly hunching her head and preparing to slowly raise her head to leave the best side view to Lu Zian, choked up her throat.

A mouthful of old blood!

How much effort did she take to finally get a place.

After so many days of hard work, she finally waited for her to meet Lu Zian.

As a result, Chen Mange sent her with just twelve words?

Lu Zian withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "I'll go in and take a look."

"Master Lu!" Sun Shu called him and said hesitantly: "This is at the critical moment..."

"It's okay." Chen Mange continued to chew the apple, and then walked straight through Sun Shu: "Little Li Zi? Are you there?"

Someone quickly responded: "Hey! Here!"

A girl trotted from behind, her eyes lit up: "Sister Manman, what's the matter?"

"Oh, nothing, I just want to ask how you guys are doing today?"

The girl shook her head: "It's still not possible. The director was angry and said she would not shoot it today!"

Chen Mange threw the apple stalk in his hand into the trash can and wiped his hand: "Oh, that's it."

Sun Shu next to her had a pale complexion. She opened her mouth and wanted to save her, but a large group of people surged out from inside.

Yuebai was walking in the front. She held the hairpin on her head while walking. When she looked up, she saw Chen Mange, and then she showed a bright smile: "Hi, Manman."

"Yuebai, have you finished the filming?" Chen Mange also laughed and told her about the situation here.

Yuebai saw the people standing under the steps and quickly invited them in: "I'll arrange for people to make room..."

"No." Lu Zian pointed out of the door: "We want to get some chairs out."

Soon, the director also received the news and rushed out.

He didn't expect to meet so many masters in the music industry. Although he could barely maintain his calmness, he was already smiling.

These are all connections!

Someone quickly helped to move the chair out, and the other masters chose their own seats to sit, but Mr. Guan kept staring at Yuebai.

"Mr. Guan." Yuebai was generous and followed him to see.

Mr. Guan nodded: "Is it a classical dance line?"

"Ah, right."

Mr. Guan's eyes turned to Chen Mange who was not speaking beside him: "Will Miss Chen dance?"

Alas? Why did it touch her?

Although it was a little inexplicable, Chen Mange nodded: "Yes, they danced this every day these days, and they would dance if they watched too much."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Guan was overjoyed and looked at Lu Zian: "Master Lu, why not let's try... "Cai Wei"?"

The song "Caiwei" is simple, and is considered an entry-level level for all the masters.

Lu Zian glanced at Chen Mange and raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

He hasn't seen Manman dance yet!

Alas? Before Chen Mange came to his senses, Yuebai was pulled in: "Hurry up, change your skirt!"

The director quickly reacted and shouted: "Everyone takes care of everyone, get ready!"

Mr. Guan handed Lu Zi'an a bamboo flute and smiled and said, "I can only feel sorry for Master Lu. Haha, Lao Qi of Yu Di will not give you any more."

"It's okay." Lu Zian played with this bamboo flute. He knew that the flute was definitely a treasure based on his touch: "In fact, flutes of no material are comparable to bamboo flutes."

To really make the original sound of the flute, it must be a bamboo flute, which is just a jade flute he made for the unity of the orchestra.

Everyone sat down in their seats, with a woman in a long skirt who had a flower basket on her head, sprinkling petals upstream.

The moon is as bright as water, and the moonlight shines on the thin water surface, like a layer of shining silver on the water surface.

Mr. Guan's fingertips gently plucked the strings, even if the sound was heard, it was like the sound of nature.

The girl said something upstairs before.

The director made a gesture and silently retreated into the darkness.

The lights are completely dim.

Without the lights, the garden is more peaceful.

The moonlight shines lazily on everyone, and the breeze slowly sends people relax without realizing it.

The sound of the piano comes through time and space, looming, and the sound is low but it makes people unable to ignore its existence.

The low tune gradually rises and slowly evolves into softness and sadness.

A group of women wearing blue and white gradient dance dresses walked out of the dark one after another, stepping on the beat, and taking carefree and light steps.

The moon white lightly opened her lips, her voice clear and gentle: "I went there in the past, and the willows were swaying."

Accompanied by her singing, everyone danced gently with their sleeves.

The blue sleeves are soft but cool under the moonlight.

The music slowly joined in, perfectly integrated, as if rehearsed countless times.

It was clearly a scene of picking walnuts in May and June, but everyone seemed to see an old friend who returned from the winter solstice on the snow.

The female voices agreed: "I'm here to think about it now, it's raining and snowing."

The girl's steps are light and her dancing postures are moving. When she raises her hand and raises her feet, she is filled with the atmosphere of youth and happiness.

The tune is gentle but slightly sad, and everyone seems to have seen the change of the tenderness of the vegetarian vegetables from spring to autumn.

Time is ruthless, and the soldiers are thinking about returning home, but they know that there is no direction to return.

The suffering of wandering and the sadness of the change of things and people are hidden in this music, in this dance step, in the intoxicating eyes of every girl.

Among them, Chen Mange's dance is the most moving.

Because she moved from the flat ground to the bridge, and Sun Shu had something hidden in her heart, she always wanted to act the best and let Lu Zian see her best side.

But the more I thought about the dance, the more chaotic it became. I made mistakes inadvertently. Fortunately, Shen Mange was able to make timely remedies, cooperated with Yuebai, and covered her with long sleeves.

It doesn't seem like something went wrong, but it seems like it was rehearsed like this early in the morning.

Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling...

Chen Mange covered his face with his sleeves and rotated lightly.

The breeze blew, and petals were swept over, falling on the strings, on the tail of the flute, and on the skirt.

The moonlight gently enveloped her, frozen in a position where she could not see her face clearly.

Lu Zi'an's hand playing the flute stopped slightly, and he was fascinated by the moment.

The water is gurgling, and everything in the world has gone away, only Chen Man's eyebrows and eyes are extremely clear.

Some people felt a little itchy on their faces, and when they reached out to caress, they found that they were a little wet.

The cycle of the four seasons and the passage of time are all in this song.

In addition to the growth of longing, those who are immersed in the girl's dance steps also have traces of life moving towards aging.

Everyone couldn't help but applaud and admired.

"Okay!" The director did not hesitate to his appreciation: "Ms. Chen, you step on the beats and step on them very accurately and have a very good image. Are you interested in entering the entertainment industry?"

Chen Mange chuckled, but declined without any nostalgia: "Sorry, I don't have this idea at the moment."

The director was quite regretful, but he knew that she was not something he could force, so he could only leave a business card for her.

Even Mr. Guan admired their dance very much. He originally said that the dance was just because Yuebai's dance skirt was very good, but he didn't expect to give him such a big surprise.

"It's rare. It has classical charm but also new creativity. It has the beauty of the dance posture of "sleeves and waists" of Han and Tang Dynasties." Mr. Guan stroked his beard and smiled with his friend: "Who designed your skirt?"

Why?

I thought he would ask something else, but I didn't expect that when he opened his mouth, he actually asked about the skirt.
To be continued...