Red Ink Night is a grand performance event of Hongmofang.
It is not a simple performance.
Here, An Lin saw the artistic and cultural essence of the ancient domain in the early days.
It's not vulgar.
On the contrary, in An Lin's opinion.
It is more like a swan song of ancient civilization in the early days.
All the audience present, as well as the performers, have extremely advanced cultivation bases. There are hundreds of them in terms of returning to the void, and the top players like Yunxian are even at the level of harmony.
What does this mean, it means that they are the most elite group in the ancient domain of the beginning!
After they were driven to the end, they survived in a special form. They can no longer see hope, so they devote time to art.
That's why An Lin was so shocked when he saw the performance in front of him. Why is their artistic expression, and why the artists selected from a mere few million people, are better than the artists selected by An Lin from tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of living beings in the Primordial Continent.
This is completely the civilization crystallization of the continent that was once the center of the universe! !
Famous brands began to perform on stage one by one.
There are various forms of artistic expression.
Some train cute little fairy beasts, some imitate the characteristics of various races, some show the beauty of the body to their heart's content, and some use voice to simulate the artistic conception...
"Next, I invite Gu Qiu from Hongmofang to present a performance for everyone!"
Immediately, screams and cheers erupted in the Red Ink Workshop.
Totally deafening! Even the high-level executives who watched the show indifferently before couldn't help standing up or applauding enthusiastically.
"Such a passion?!" An Lin was astonished by the hot scene in front of him.
"Even elder sister Gu Qiu is going to perform today?" Ying Bao covered her small mouth lightly, her face also full of astonishment.
"Is Gu Qiu very powerful?" An Lin asked curiously.
He had read the list of top names, and knew that Gu Qiu was one of the top names in Hongmofang, but that's all he knew, after all, he hadn't been here for long.
"You will lose 100 million percent of the bet I made with you." Ying Bao looked at An Lin with a very funny look, "Let me tell you, Gu Qiu is very lazy, and I usually don't see her for a year or two. Performed once, but her popularity is still ranked in the top three of Red Ink Square, do you know what this means?"
An Lin's heart trembled slightly.
As an entertainer, he seldom shows up, but has a very high popularity.
He naturally knew what this meant.
In the voice of the crowd.
A woman in a simple and elegant Taoist robe appeared in the center of the stage.
She doesn't look very stunning, but if you look closely, you will find it very natural and beautiful. She just stood quietly like this, with a quiet and soft expression, independent of the world under the spotlight.
"Everyone, long time no see."
Gu Qiu smiled at the audience on the stage.
Suddenly, everyone felt that their heartbeat seemed to slow down by half a beat.
Worse, this is the feeling of heartbeat!
A pig demon even kicked away the old sow who was still hugging him, opened its hooves, and yelled at Gu Qiu that I love you.
"Father! I want her, I want her to be my concubine!" Fatty Longjiao said excitedly as he tugged at the sleeve of the Dragon Emperor.
When the Dragon Emperor heard the words, he slapped Fatty Longjiao's hand away, and said angrily: "Shaote, what kind of toad wants to eat swan meat! What is her identity, will she fall in love with you?"
"But I fell in love with her. Didn't you say that you don't need to care about what other people think, the key is to see what you think?" Fatty Longjiao said aggrievedly.
"It also depends on the identity of the other party, don't think about it anymore!" The Dragon Emperor said without hesitation.
The scene became extremely hot.
Gu Qiu seemed to be used to such scenes, she still maintained a gentle smile, and took out a writing brush as thick as an arm from the space ring in her hand.
She was holding the brush as if she was holding a spear, and with a slight swipe, she could dance in the void in a perfect arc that made people feel comfortable.
"I've been thinking about this word for a long time."
"Here, I dedicate it to you all."
Gu Qiu pointed towards the sky with a brush in his hand, and the darkness in the starry sky turned into ink and adhered to the tip of the snow-white hair. Then, she was dancing in the void with a brush in her hand, drawing perfect ink and wash tracks.
The starry sky is ink, and the sky and earth are paper.
Gu Qiu let An Lin see what is called a real pen and dragon snake.
The woman is sketched while moving, and the snow-white clothes and ink are perfectly blended, just like light and darkness, and like Tai Chi where all things are harmoniously co-existing.
Beautiful, really beautiful! !
An Lin admired from the bottom of his heart.
This is the transcendent level of calligraphy!
When the words in Gu Qiu's hands were completed, the world changed.
The perfect font made of countless beautiful black ink.
An Lin didn't know what words she wrote.
The 60,000 viewers didn't know what word she wrote.
But at this moment, An Lin saw countless thoughts and artistic conceptions, and even more so, the beautiful shadows that he cared about in his heart, as well as the independent fantasy of the beauty under the moon.
It is so beautiful, so intoxicating, and so untouchable.
The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have life and death.
A word is a story.
A word is also an era.
Standing in the void after the ink font dissipated.
Everyone got out of that word.
When they came back to their senses, Yiren no longer knew where to go.
Gu Qiu had also disappeared from the stage.
Some people are applauding, some people are still reminiscing.
An Lin finally knew why Gu Qiu was able to use such a high popularity. She represented the pinnacle of calligraphy. Watching her write is really a kind of enjoyment.
And not the kind of forgettable pleasure.
But to be able to enjoy endless aftertaste.
After watching Gu Qiu's performance, An Lin felt that he had to add a little bit of drama to his own performance, heck, the pressure is so great! !
When everyone has a good aftertaste.
"Next, Jin Feihong will be invited to perform for us, true martial arts!"
Sister Hong's impassioned voice began to sound.
An Lin was taken aback, Jin Feihong was on stage at this time
Amid the cheers, Jin Feihong walked towards the stage step by step.
He had an open expression on his face, and while he was nervous, there was also a touch of color, and even the eyes that fell on An Lin inadvertently showed an unconcealable arrogance.
Jin Feihong performed the beauty of martial arts.
In all fairness it's pretty good.
But performing after Gu Qiu, it seemed extremely mediocre.
Some viewers didn't even bother to take a look, they were still thinking about Gu Qiu's words.
With such a scene, where is Jin Feihong proud
An Lin actually understood.
No matter who arranges to perform behind Gu Qiu, they will feel a lot of pressure.
Even the top players with superb skills don't want to be put behind Gu Qiu, because wouldn't it make them inferior? Although, it is true that the skills are inferior to others, but the comparison cannot be so obvious!
No one wants to perform after Gu Qiu.
As for some famous brands, the gap between them and the top brands is really too big. Their performances were not bad at first, but under the background of Gu Qiu, they feel very rubbish.
It's like giving you a delicious meal and then feeding you a mouthful of shit, which is unbearable for anyone.
At this time, the role of Jin Feihong came out. Although he was not the top star, his performance was indeed good, which just gave the audience a transitional period.
He is Gu Qiu's ladder.
Not everyone can be this ladder.
Only the strongest famous brand can be used as this ladder.
So he is very proud.
(end of this chapter)