Chapter 376
I don't want to look, what are you doing standing by the window for half an hour?

On the stage, when everyone has come up, someone lifts something up on a certain bird. It is placed on the table, about one meter long and half a meter wide. What people saw was a very smooth polished board with a white base, and the most striking thing was that some sand was sprinkled on it.

Now, even these well-informed people are puzzled.

"Wow, sand? What is this for?" Chu Yu walked to the front and squeezed the sand to see if there was any mysterious effect.

"Could it be that you want to paint with sand?" Qin Haoran frowned, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his cold eyes.

Qu Qingge looked at this scene in disbelief, "Sand can also paint? This is the first time I've heard of it."

"Little girl, is their guess true?" Jimo Shang looked at her with a smile.

A certain one nodded, "That's right, this is called a sand painting. It's not a painting, but a series of paintings connected together. It can deduce a story, which is very amazing and moving. The only thing it is not perfect is that each painting is not perfect. Although a painting is beautiful, it cannot be preserved forever."

"So what? The reason why beauty is amazing is that sometimes it is only for a moment, and then disappears and never reappears."

"Hee hee, Your Highness welcomes you!"

"Hehe... Is it time to start? This king can't wait."

"it is good!"

The incense began to be lit, and Ji Ke and Ji Ran were on the side of the stage, and began to pluck the strings. Suddenly, the sad tune flowed slowly, and then a man and a woman threw themselves into the dance of ecstasy. The woman was Meixi, and the man It was Mei Die who disguised herself as a man, and the two were sometimes obsessed with each other, and sometimes entangled, everyone's minds were involuntarily drawn.

A certain table was placed in the middle, surrounded by those seven or eight people, with Bi Luo and Qiong Yu on both sides, both of whom looked a little ugly, regardless of whether her painting was good or not, just like this, their momentum lost by three points.

Jimo Yong asked, "Miss Mo, what do you mean?"

"Hehe... the process of painting is to tell a sad story. If you want to be perfect, music and dance are essential. Besides, you can't let the young masters who can't get close to the audience be too boring, right?"

Hearing this, there was a burst of support from the audience.

Jimo Yong's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile, "Miss Mo, you are always so thoughtful."

"Hehe, thank you for your praise! However, the slave family prefers that when people praise, they also mention all the other advantages of the slave family."

"What?" Jimo Yong didn't like her out-of-the-box thinking.

"Hehe...it's just a passion, a breeze in two sleeves, three obediences and four virtues..."

"Ahem... You should hurry up and paint, the incense is burning." Qin Haoran couldn't stand the reminder.

A certain one could only nod regretfully, "Okay."

So, I saw a certain dexterous hands start to fiddle with the sand on the board. Under her dexterous hands, the sand, which was originally very inconspicuous, quickly transformed into paintings. Gradually, the eyes of several people were burning, their breathing slowed down, and none of them blinked, for fear of missing something.

Sure enough, you can only see it up close.

One after another, stunningly displayed, everyone seemed to have no time to engrave its beauty into their minds, and it disappeared in an instant, replaced by another more beautiful painting, the pictures on the smooth board changed rapidly, thrilling, this service Still unfinished, another one followed.

(End of this chapter)

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