He makes wine, sells wine, pours wine for his guests every day, and even asks the guests a question like she did back then.

Does this wine taste good?

However, she sold alcohol that day so that her husband could take the exam in Beijing.

Why is he selling wine today?

So what if you are full of knowledge and talented?

But it's just that the ink has dried long ago and the scroll has become desolate.

Ruling a country and bringing peace to the world is nothing compared to her gentle hometown.

The emperor cherished his talent, but the edicts he sent have been shelved.

But the pinto horse that was the top pick in his high school and accompanied him on the streets has become thinner and longer-haired.

"Frost on the temples

Looking at the door

Plums turn yellow again

Long night sky hate

It's been a long time since dawn

The moonlit night is long..."

Days pass by day by day.

His hair is white and his temples are like frost.

I couldn't sleep for a long night, so I woke up and leaned against the door and looked into the distance.

The green plums outside the door have begun to turn yellow.

Another year has passed.

But why is this long sleepless night so slow and long?

In this last section, Hua Minyu sang completely acapella.

After singing the last six words, she raised her hand and opened the mud seal with a snap.

In an instant, the sour green plum wine was fragrant everywhere!

"Wow!" On the stage, the participating singers couldn't help but sigh.

This taste is exactly what Hua Minyu said.

Sour, astringent and fragrant!

And Hua Minyu's performance has sound, color, and even taste!

Hua Minyu raised the wine jar with both hands, then raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

The turbid and slightly yellow wine poured out, entered Hua Minyu's mouth, and then flowed down her cheeks.

After taking a sip of the sour green plum wine, Hua Minyu's eyes turned yellow as he stared ahead.

He murmured in his mouth: "If there is an afterlife, would you still be willing to..."

Are you willing to do anything?

But it’s already too low to be heard!

Hua Minyu's eyes were red and he looked ahead, as if before him was the girl who made wine with green plums and added fragrance under the moon.

Then, she heard a voice.

"willing!"

"I do!"

"I do too now!"

"Min Min Min Min! I do!"

The audience at the scene shouted desperately.

It seems that he wants to convey his will to Hua Minyu.

On the stage, the singers from the school song competition also shouted loudly.

I do, I really do.

Modern people have long thought that love is just an embellishment of life, a dispensable process, and that a person can live a good life alone.

But if there is such a person, such a love, then...

How could I give it up?

Even backstage, Hua Minyu's little fan girl Chen Qiuyi was so excited that she burst into tears: "Sister Min Min, oooh oh oh oh, sister Min Min! I love you, senior sister! I want you, senior sister! I will accompany you, senior sister.

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The whole person has fallen into madness.

Hua Minyu was awakened by the deafening shouts. She seemed to have woken up from the dream. Afterwards, she realized that she had drunk wine and poured wine all over her body. She panicked and tried to clean herself up.

, but almost hit the wine jar in his hand.

"Min Min, let me help you." Wen Xiaowen pulled the wet wipe and came to Hua Minyu. She first took her wine jar and put it aside. Then she helped her clean up.

Hua Minyu panicked and said to the stage embarrassedly: "I'm sorry...that..."

What should I say?

A little too involved?

But sometimes, that's the power of music.

Moreover, the way she looked just now was not considered part of the drama.

But it was more like a song that wanted to appear in this world again through her mouth.

Gu Xiaobai sniffed, he understood this feeling very well.

Sometimes, when he creates a song, when he brings a song to the stage.

This song seemed to have a life of its own and was no longer under his control.

On the contrary, he is like the puppet of the song.

If the song makes him cry, he will cry; if it makes him laugh, he will laugh.

At this time, it seemed that what he sang was not a song.

It's another life, another world.

His "Riding the Wind and Waves" trilogy, his "Take You Home", and many of his songs were all written and sung in this way.

There are too few excellent songs like this that can directly touch people's hearts.

Moreover, singing such a song is really tiring.

Under the stage, people cheered for Hua Minyu non-stop.

It lasted for more than a minute.

It wasn't until Hua Minyu bowed to the stage again that everyone became quiet.

And everyone's emotions are still stuck in it and they can't get out.

Brother An had to come out to make jokes and liven up the atmosphere, saying: "Well, Sister Min Min, you said before that this jar of wine was for us to drink, so keep your word!"

"Ah, of course!" Hua Minyu said.

"Then why did you drink so much first? Let me take a look...ah, only a little half is left!"

Hua Minyu: "...the wine brewed in this kind of wine jar is not very good! It won't be filled too full, and it will evaporate itself..."

"Come on, come on, let's share one point, one point... Staff, do you have any cups? Someone prepare some cups!"

Brother An made arrangements directly, and after a while, the staff ran onto the stage.

"Ah, there are only paper cups? Plastic paper cups? Plastic paper cups are also fine."

Brother An took the paper cup and said, "I'll pour you wine. Do you have any opinions? I'll try to be fair!"

"no!"

"We pour it ourselves!"

"I'm going to the lab to get a pipette!"

"There should be at least one measuring cup! It's too much, too much!"

Regardless of everyone's objections, Brother An first poured himself a small half cup, and then seriously announced: "This cup is mine, and I will deduct points from anyone who dares to disagree!"

"Shadow, shady!" Everyone protested again.

Off the stage, everyone was greedy.
To be continued...