Bring The System To Datang

Zhuanghu and the children from the neighbors of Zhangjia Village and Xiaolan Zhuangzi ran over, looking for the performing children to give gifts and chat.

"You play the zither better than me. No matter how I practice, I feel uncomfortable when I press the strings with my left hand."

"How does your flute sound so natural when you play semitones and your fingers slide? As soon as I blow it, it breaks the sound."

"How much rosin does your ponytail string wipe? If you wipe it too much, it's too astringent, and if you wipe it too little, it's easy to lose the string."

"Your singing voice is so good, what do you usually eat to maintain your throat?"

The children look for someone to inquire, and at the same time give their own things to each other.

They are not arrogant because they are the children of Lijiazhuangzi. On the one hand they cannot do well, they will try to ask good people for advice.

Some children have already learned dance moves from others, including facial expressions and eye expressions.

Li Yi looked at it and didn't stop it. The children could discover their own shortcomings and were willing to learn, so they should be encouraged.

"The old man is here, the old man is here, I heard that there are cute children performing on the show, the old man can't help it, and the old man is definitely not moved by the beauty of Nanqu'Everyone'."

When Li Yi picked up a handful of small meat skewers and grilled, a large group of people rushed over, Bi Gou walked in front, hurriedly.

Li Yi smiled: "Old Bi, I believe you."

"Oh, Xiao Yi, you still know me." Bi Gou stood and took a small string.

"You don't exercise, you can't do anything in front of beautiful women." Li Yi followed.

Bi Gou: "..."

He wanted to say to Li Yi: Old heart, iron it!

"Just exercise?" Lu Huaishen interjected.

"Exercise, medication, minor surgery, all three can be used together, and the worst can be improved. Some people take one of the first two is enough!"

Li Yi is more honest in this respect and does not lie.

"Xiao Yi, the old man has figured out a new dish. Why don't you choose one of them in the next two days and go to the old man's house, and the old man will try it with you?"

Lu Huaishen showed sincerity as he wanted to talk to Li Yi about the way of cooking.

"Xiao Yi, I have a friend who always mourns the loss of years, the past is difficult to follow, and there are concubines in the family, and I want to find..." Li Rizhi looked at Liu Youqiu and Li Yi and said.

Liu Youqiu: "Just tell me, don't bother others, I admit it."

Li Rizhi: "..."

I took a look at you, and I didn’t say you, don’t you know what I mean? Friends!

"Brother Yi, what kind of livelihood will the children do after learning this?"

When Li Longji was watching the show, he suddenly remembered what he could do when the children grow up.

"The pear garden built by your majesty is pretty good. In the future, who will pick up wives, funerals, new years, birthdays, parties, welcoming guests, farewell, and even go to the performance place to watch performances when they are bored."

Li Yi said what he could think of, Datang has no radio, no TV, and no mobile phone to surf the Internet.

When I was poor, I could only hum a folk song that I didn’t know where I learned from, and I didn’t know how many times it changed.

For the remaining oil, go to bed immediately after dark.

In the summer, it was dark at seven o'clock, and it didn't turn on until five o'clock the next morning. It was ten hours, which saved food.

When the life level improves in the future, it is impossible for everyone to light the oil lamp at home to read books and have fun.

At this time, a professional team is needed to support cultural activities. It’s a little more elegant to perform shows at rich people’s homes, and perform on mud legs, how vulgar it is.

"Liyuan has been writing military songs, as well as compliments to Datang." Li Longji was embarrassed to say that there were a lot of praises for him.

"It is also possible that they will grow up a little bit and start to study in the school. I am going to prepare a large number of textbooks, including biology, nature, handicraft and other children's school content.

Going forward, it involves chemistry, physics, and higher-level mathematics. If you are willing to learn other people's languages, you will find someone to teach you.

I am afraid that the aristocratic family and the Confucian people will make trouble for me. "

Li Yi said that he was afraid, but he didn't show the slightest concern on his face.

"Okay!" ‘Wow! ’While speaking, another show finished, everyone hurriedly shouted and applauded.

The dancing child panted with a big smile, and ran to the side to drink juice.

"That's it. Let's go play. Tomorrow I will start to give the show and let's rehearse." Li Yi was afraid of exhausting the children, now it is hot.

"Watch the cartoon." Li Longji shouted afterwards.

"It's a pity that the equipment exchanged in my Zhuangzi is gone. I should find someone who specializes in making cartoons, draw them by hand, film them, and add dubbing."

Li Yi suddenly thought of Datang's domestic animation, and now he can play Smurfs.

He was domestically made at that time, which was far behind.

No one is willing to invest money in, create well, poor brand awareness.

His favorite cartoons are cats and mice, with cute characters and the best soundtrack.

The little mouse stole a piece of cheese and carried it on its back, and the cat piled things on the cheese, and the piles became more and more. When the little mouse crossed the ‘bridge’, the soundtrack was Volga Boatman's Song.

When he watched and listened, he smiled knowingly, and his pursuit of art was perfect.

Li Longji couldn't see Li Yi's heart. He watched the child being dragged away by other children: "If you draw it, others can't see it. Can you still exchange the water curtain to every state capital of Datang?"

"In the next few years, there will be new technology, which is similar to the one taken in the photo. I will draw you a picture of pigs eating watermelon, two pictures."

Li Yi had planned for a long time, he didn't want to play with life span, so he could use it for his own Zhuangzi.

Before he finished his words, the box had been opened, and Qing Song looked for paper and pen.

He took the pencil and paper and gently put it on the table, backing away, and Ziyu walked around him behind him, and put the red and blue lead pencils on the table.

Sure enough, Li Yi picked up the red and blue lead, and Zhu Bajie had to eat watermelon.

He took a black pencil and how to manipulate the light well before he could draw a watermelon?

The highest Realm of sketching is not perspective or line.

When some people are pursuing how to draw things like they see, some people have already considered the issue of light.

Sit in the same position and look at the same scenery at different time periods.

The scenery drawn is different. Li Yi can't do it. Without that level, he only knows theories.

In a short time, two Zhu Bajie finished the picture of eating watermelon. One held the watermelon and the other bit down. Most of the other places were the same.

He picked up the chopsticks, rolled the first picture, and placed it on the second one.

As soon as the chopsticks were pulled and shrunk, when the speed was fast, I saw Zhu Bajie eating watermelon bit by bit.

"You see, third brother, this is a cartoon. Put out many similar pictures in succession, beyond the visual retention of people, to form a coherent picture.

At the same time, the more the number of paintings, the more natural it is to look at, and when it reaches a certain level, it will not be felt.

Usually the second hand of a clock moves to the end. A dozen pieces are actually enough. The number is small and it looks a bit stuck. "

Li Yi put the toy in front of Li Longji, how many times did you come?

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