444 is simply speechless.
Is this woman stupid? Who hurt her? Who insulted her? She was obviously inferior to others in skills, but she still insisted on humiliating herself. She really didn't know what she was talking about.
If she hadn't secretly gone up to sing just now, wouldn't this matter have been resolved
It's ridiculous to blame others now.
Su Qiao was not affected. She had changed into an ancient-style robe, took a sip of tea, and went on stage with a fan in her hand, looking very casual.
Next is a song with a modern and ancient style, interspersed with some opera, carrying the characteristics of this era of dynasty change.
Isn’t Tang Meina from an opera background
Since she is not convinced, she might as well leave her with no way out.
Although Su Qiao had never formally sung opera, she had written a lot of opera lines in the previous ancient plane and had also learned a lot from the people in the opera troupe.
In addition, her ethereal voice is indeed unique and also suitable for singing opera. So after one song, she not only conquered the young people, but also some old actors who like to listen to opera were very interested.
Of course, this time it received a lot of applause.
During the break before leaving the stage, everyone was even more impressed when they heard Sister Jin say that Su Qiao wrote the lyrics and composed the music for these songs herself.
More people wanted to ask her out, but this time it was no longer a verbal appointment. Everyone handed in formal invitations.
Even some literati with status and position, and even those who have made achievements in the literary world, sent invitations, wanting to meet Su Qiao for a talk.
Sister Jin was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. Although she said, "She couldn't make the decision on this matter and Xiao Qiao had to decide it herself," she accepted all the invitations in order not to offend anyone.
Su Qiao went on stage again, wearing a bright red long dress.
Her unusually fair skin, fiery red dress, fiery red lips, and long black hair as black as satin made her look like a walking flame.
This is an English song, passionate and unrestrained, making people feel as if they are seeing a moth that flies towards a flame regardless of everything for love. The desperate bravery, the heart-wrenching cry and heartbreak all make people sigh and pity.
The band at the back also seemed to be excited, staring at the girl in front with excitement, afraid that the instruments in their hands would not be able to play music worthy of her.
After the song was over, Sister Jin quickly signaled to Aunt Wu to help Su Qiao down, and she went to the front of the stage to deal with everyone.
Su Qiao held Wu Ma's hand and just stepped off the stage, she bumped into a drunk man.
The man's eyes were filled with filth. His gaze slid across Su Qiao's chest and landed on her delicate and pretty face. "Miss Su, I would like to invite you over for a drink. I wonder if I have the honor to do so?"
Just as Wu Ma was about to speak, Su Qiao stopped her and said coldly, "I don't drink because it hurts my throat. Also, I can't see, so it's inconvenient for me to get through."
When Sister Jin saw this, she quickly handed the stage to the dance troupe and stepped forward with a smile to smooth things over.
"Mr. He, I'm sorry. Xiao Qiao rarely sees guests because of her eyesight, so she doesn't quite understand the rules of this business."
"However, she is right. She is blind. If she passes by, it will spoil your interest. So please bear with her."
"Well, go ahead and drink first, and I'll come over to apologize to you in person later."
Mr. He was a little unwilling, but he had to give face to Sister Jin.
Because Mr. Zhu San is behind her.