"Sister Zhao is the protagonist in this song and dance. I am just a foil. I cover my face just to make Sister Zhao look more eye-catching."

Unexpectedly, Jiuniang became even more popular, "She is a famous singer in the capital. She has even entered the imperial palace several times. Why do you need you to accompany her? No brainer!"

Zhao Xian'er, who was fixing her makeup on the side, admired her for her awareness of current affairs and called her name on the spot. From now on, Qian Ru would dance with her in all her songs.

Jiuniang hated that iron could not become steel, so she suppressed her anger and called her to a quiet place to lecture her alone.

"Have you forgotten what life was like two months ago? Have you forgotten the tears you shed before putting on your dance clothes? If you want your tears to be worth shedding, you have to show your energy.

I would rather see you make enough money and leave as soon as possible, than watch you with low eyebrows and submissive eyes, aggrievedly serving as a match for others."

Jiuniang's words were like enlightenment, and Qianru was immediately alerted.

Dancer is a profession that relies on beauty to please people. If you can't make a splash at the beginning, it will be difficult to get ahead later.

So she took the initiative to beg Jiuniang to let her participate in the finale song and dance "Begonia Spring Festival Gala".

Jiuniang felt a little relieved when she saw that she was showing signs of improvement. She originally wanted to support her as the oiran, but was afraid that her lack of experience would ruin the scene.

Besides, there are dozens of dancers in the Haitang Pavilion. She danced "Begonia Spring Festival Gala" not long after she arrived, and others would inevitably be dissatisfied.

There is no rule without rules, so this matter needs to be slowed down.

"Jiuniang, just let me go! I'm going on stage for the first time today. The guests will see it fresh, and it may have unexpected effects."

"But you are also a new face with no popularity. What if you get smashed?"

Qianru pondered for a moment and told Jiuniang what she had learned from what she had heard and seen during these days.

In her opinion, the dances and music at Haitang Pavilion are of the highest quality, and the main reason why they are not brilliant is the lack of effective innovation.

"It's easy to say. Over the years, I have found many people to write lyrics, music and choreography, but the results are not satisfactory."

"That's because Jiuniang, you have never innovated "Begonia Spring Festival Gala". Today is a time of peace and prosperity. It is no better than when the world was first established more than ten years ago. The sadness in the hearts of the spectators is long gone. And no matter how good it is,

The guests have been watching dance music for more than ten years and are tired of it."

"But this is the signature of Haitang Pavilion and cannot be changed at will."

"There is no need to make a big change, just a little change. 'Begonia Spring Festival Gala, the flowers bloom undefeated. After vicissitudes of life, lovesickness is eternal.' Just add such a little meaning, what do Jiuniang think?"

"But the begonia flower is a heartbroken flower. It is a metaphor that there is someone else in the lover's heart. How can the relationship last forever?"

Jiuniang pondered for a moment, and then felt that this proposal was wonderful. The most touching thing in the world is true love, and the most endless and unbearable thing is unrequited love in lovesickness.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to change the lyrics and choreography."

"Wait a minute." Qianru invited Jiuniang into the room and showed her the words she had drafted.

Jiuniang was shocked. She didn't expect that she had such talent. She exclaimed that she had just found a treasure.

The next day, she directly hired a teacher from the studio to arrange the music and dance to Qianru's lyrics.

So a new song and dance "Begonia Spring Festival Gala·Flowers Bloom Undefeated" was born.

The whole dance was choreographed around Qianru, and Jiuniang also danced with her face masked.

Because the woman's face covered with tears looked particularly poignant and charming under the flickering candlelight.

This dance song is the finale and is particularly suitable for attracting repeat customers.

Sure enough, the first performance was loved by the guests and earned a lot of feelings and tears.

Even Sima Jiuniang herself was in tears.

After closing, she took Qianru to visit the garden and recalled two unsatisfactory marriages.

At the age of sixteen, she married her childhood sweetheart, her cousin, but while she was still pregnant, her husband married someone else. She ran away in anger and luckily escaped the war, but she also became a widow.

During the escape, the children were also lost.

Later, he married the owner of a song and dance studio who lost his wife, and they came to the capital to do business together.

There are also many warblers around her husband. For the sake of her son, she swallows her anger and works hard without complaining.

Unexpectedly, the business failed and her husband jumped into the river by himself, leaving her and her children to face their creditors alone.

It was not until the year before last that the debt was paid off.

"Good sister, the words you changed really touched my heart. Could it be that you have had a similar experience?"

"My story is not as dramatic as yours, sister Jiuniang. I am just an abandoned woman who can write vitriol."

Sima Jiuniang held her hand and said: "Why belittle yourself? The begonia flowers in the south are in full bloom this season! From now on, you will be the oiran of my Begonia Pavilion, and your future will be more brilliant than the begonia flowers in the world!"

Looking at the begonia flowers in bud in the yard, she slowly relaxed her sad face.

Begonias are blooming in spring, what’s the future to look forward to?

Unfortunately, Jiuniang couldn't tolerate her dancing with her face covered all the time, and the conflict was about to break out.
Chapter completed!