"The boundless forest sheds its leaves with a rustling sound, while the endless Yangtze River rolls on and on!"
"What a fine poem! It's powerful and evocative!"
Inside the pleasure boat, "Ladies, another masterpiece has been created, this time two!"
"We gaze at each other, never tiring of the sight, only Mount Jingting and I together! I love this poem!"
"The wind is fierce, the sky is high, and the monkeys howl mournfully; the islet is clear, the sand is white, and the birds fly back..." This is clearly written by an old man; I don't like it!
"I don't like it either. I still prefer the poem 'We gaze at each other without weariness, only Mount Jingting and I remain!'"
"Who wrote this poem? I must marry him! No, I'll be his slave if you will!"
"Hey sis, don't try to take it from me!"
...
In the hall, the poetry gathering was briefly paused as the owner of Mingyue Tower arranged a song and dance performance for everyone, seemingly marking the start of an intermission.
The courtesans of Mingyue Tower took to the stage to present songs and dances to everyone.
As the dancers gracefully began their dance, the songstresses' voices slowly rose and fell:
"Yesterday the rain was sparse and the wind was strong, and even a deep sleep couldn't dispel the lingering effects of the wine..."
Upon hearing the song, Qin Chuan was startled. Wasn't this the lyrics he had just memorized? They'd already choreographed a song and dance so quickly? The owner of Mingyue Tower certainly had a grand vision!
"Let's ask the person rolling up the curtain..."
"Yet the crabapple blossoms remain the same..."
"Do you know...do you know..."
"It should be lush green...red...thin..."
After the singer finished her song, thunderous applause filled the hall.
"It sounds great! It sounds great!"
The songstress bowed and prepared to leave, but Qin Chuan stood up and said, "Miss, wait a moment."
Upon hearing the original author of the lyrics address her, the songstress paused for a moment, then said, "Young master."
“You sang very well, but the proper way to sing this song should be like this: Yesterday...the rain was sparse and the wind was strong..." Qin Chuan sang it according to the popular way he sang it on the internet in his previous life.
After he finished singing, another round of enthusiastic applause erupted in the hall.
The songstress, her eyes filled with tears, said, "Thank you so much for your guidance, young master! I will remember it well!"
"It's okay, it's okay, you actually sing very well too!"
Qin Chuan smiled. In fact, the songstress did sing beautifully, but compared to her previous life, the way she sang "Do You Know" received hundreds of millions of likes. Even if Li Qingzhao didn't want to sing it that way, she had no choice.
"Thank you, young master!"
The singer knelt down, bowed, and then left the stage.
Seeing this, Su Ruyan's expression became somewhat unnatural, and she said softly, "Husband, how come she admires you even more than I do..."
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