Chapter 117
The directing team did not embarrass them this time, after all, the bait was thrown directly at them and the plot must go smoothly. After Ying Xuze and He Sinian propose their idea, the old man agrees to let them perform on the stage tonight instead of his two employees who fainted, and in exchange, he promises to help them hide their identities and take them out of the palace tonight.
The start of the plot this time was easy. Cen Feng took a set of the folk artist’s costume and a ghost mask, he then asked He Sinian to bring them back to Changmen Palace to have Chen Ajiao changed and brought her over.
He Sinian and Ying Xuze then went to find the other members of the ID group.
That evening, ten people gathered in the side hall.
The old man looked stunned, “How… why so many people?”
Ying Xuze said with a smile, “You only have two dancers, but we can give you seven more here, turning it into a nine-person dance, and you can even make more profit!”
Old Man: “…”
Cen Feng whispered to Chen Ajiao, who was wearing a costume and a ghostly shadow mask, “Blend in with them, and don’t take off the mask before leaving the palace.”
Chen Ajiao nodded repeatedly.
After she joined the group of folk artists wearing costumes and masks, even the ID group couldn’t tell who was who.
After preparing for a while, it soon got dark. The palace servant took them to a place where singing and dancing could be heard playing, it was where the banquet was being held.
The program team hired a folk artist for Jumping Deity.
That’s right, the kind where dancers wear masks and have exaggerated body movements.
The ID members believe that if this were a real palace banquet, most of these performers would be beheaded.
After their performance, it was the ID team’s turn.
After performing “SunAndYoung” for the Savage Tribe, the ID group this time performed their masterpiece, “Towards the Sun” for Emperor Wu of Han during the Han Dynasty. With this, the number one boy band in the country was truly popular throughout the ages and was well-deserved!
Emperor Wu of Han, still sitting in his high seat, said, “Good performance! Someone, bestow them a reward!”
The performance in the palace was still ongoing, but the ID members had already taken advantage of the darkness and quietly mixed with the folk artist to quietly leave the palace with the abandoned consort.
The distance from the imperial city was getting farther and farther, and not a distance away a brightly lit long street began to appear. In ancient times, Changan was prosperous. The ID members received copper coins as a reward from Emperor Qu of Han, Shi Ran shook the copper coins to a clattering sound as he said excitedly. “We will get the energy stone later so don’t rush to find the transmission device. For the first time, we now have money ah! So, let’s go find an inn and have a big meal, and a good night’s sleep, and go back tomorrow to complete the mission!”
The program team has always demanded that they abide by the plot and stay in the context, and since they have given them money, they could use it here. With these thoughts, everyone excitedly discussed the ancient night market for a while, on the other hand, Cen Feng frowned and remained silent.
Ying Xuze patted his shoulder, “Captain, what’s wrong with you?”
Cen Feng glanced at the long street that was approaching, which had orange lanterns hanging all around, and where crowds of people could be vaguely seen, he said in a low voice, “It feels like the mission is being accomplished too easily.”
Ying Xuze: “That’s not good?”
Cen Feng shook his head, “Have the carriage stop and bring Chen Ajiao next.”
Shi Ran ran two steps forward, “Old man, stop the carriage!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the horse neighing and started running faster.
The ID group was stunned and started chasing after them.
However, how could a man outrun a horse? The carriage ran to the long street but was stopped at the entrance, Chen Ajiao who was wearing a mask jumped out and ran forward.
When the ID members caught up with them, the brightly lit long street was crowded with people, and half of them were wearing the same clothes and ghost masks as Chen Ajiao.
ID Group: “…crap!”
Shi Ran looked up to the sky and shouted. “The program team are swindlers!!!”
Jing Xiangbai was on the verge of crying, “We’re not going to unmask people one by one to find her, are we?”
Ying Xuze: “…… what else can we do?”
Cen Feng, on the other hand, was calm. He knew it would not be easy so he faintly said to his members. “Hurry up and search for her, mark the one that you have unmasked to avoid repetition.”
The ID group howled as they rushed into the crowd and started a new round cat chasing the mouse game.
It was so crowded, and those people wearing masks were hiding everywhere. The ID members who chased and searched them were almost dying of exhaustion on the street.
There were also vendors busy calling out buyers on the long street, they were also vendors holding candied hawks beaming with joy. Lanterns were hung on the eaves of the building on both sides which lit the night making it a very beautiful view.
And in the distant sky, the moon hangs high.
Cen Feng shuttled through the crowd for a while now looking as if he was truly in ancient Changan.
When a person wearing a ghost mask walked towards him.
Cen Feng thought that the person would run away so he hurriedly took a leap forward and easily caught her, however, she did not run away and stood still in front of him as she looked up at him.
Cen Feng raised his hand to uncover her mask.
Since she had already raised her head, when he took the mask halfway off, he saw her slightly curved lips first.
Halfway through the mask, Cen Feng stopped moving.
Amid people coming and going with constant noise in the surroundings, the two of them stood in the crowd, neither moving nor talking.
After a while, Cen Feng completely took off the mask.
He then took out his marker to draw a heart sign on her mask.
There was a smile on his eyes, but his face remained the same as he raised his hand to turn off the microphone before asking. “What brings you here?”
Under the mask came a small, fluttering voice, “I missed you.”
Chapter 117
The directing team did not embarrass them this time, after all, the bait was thrown directly at them and the plot must go smoothly. After Ying Xuze and He Sinian propose their idea, the old man agrees to let them perform on the stage tonight instead of his two employees who fainted, and in exchange, he promises to help them hide their identities and take them out of the palace tonight.
The start of the plot this time was easy. Cen Feng took a set of the folk artist’s costume and a ghost mask, he then asked He Sinian to bring them back to Changmen Palace to have Chen Ajiao changed and brought her over.
He Sinian and Ying Xuze then went to find the other members of the ID group.
That evening, ten people gathered in the side hall.
The old man looked stunned, “How… why so many people?”
Ying Xuze said with a smile, “You only have two dancers, but we can give you seven more here, turning it into a nine-person dance, and you can even make more profit!”
Old Man: “…”
Cen Feng whispered to Chen Ajiao, who was wearing a costume and a ghostly shadow mask, “Blend in with them, and don’t take off the mask before leaving the palace.”
Chen Ajiao nodded repeatedly.
After she joined the group of folk artists wearing costumes and masks, even the ID group couldn’t tell who was who.
After preparing for a while, it soon got dark. The palace servant took them to a place where singing and dancing could be heard playing, it was where the banquet was being held.
The program team hired a folk artist for Jumping Deity.
That’s right, the kind where dancers wear masks and have exaggerated body movements.
The ID members believe that if this were a real palace banquet, most of these performers would be beheaded.
After their performance, it was the ID team’s turn.
After performing “SunAndYoung” for the Savage Tribe, the ID group this time performed their masterpiece, “Towards the Sun” for Emperor Wu of Han during the Han Dynasty. With this, the number one boy band in the country was truly popular throughout the ages and was well-deserved!
Emperor Wu of Han, still sitting in his high seat, said, “Good performance! Someone, bestow them a reward!”
The performance in the palace was still ongoing, but the ID members had already taken advantage of the darkness and quietly mixed with the folk artist to quietly leave the palace with the abandoned consort.
The distance from the imperial city was getting farther and farther, and not a distance away a brightly lit long street began to appear. In ancient times, Changan was prosperous. The ID members received copper coins as a reward from Emperor Qu of Han, Shi Ran shook the copper coins to a clattering sound as he said excitedly. “We will get the energy stone later so don’t rush to find the transmission device. For the first time, we now have money ah! So, let’s go find an inn and have a big meal, and a good night’s sleep, and go back tomorrow to complete the mission!”
The program team has always demanded that they abide by the plot and stay in the context, and since they have given them money, they could use it here. With these thoughts, everyone excitedly discussed the ancient night market for a while, on the other hand, Cen Feng frowned and remained silent.
Ying Xuze patted his shoulder, “Captain, what’s wrong with you?”
Cen Feng glanced at the long street that was approaching, which had orange lanterns hanging all around, and where crowds of people could be vaguely seen, he said in a low voice, “It feels like the mission is being accomplished too easily.”
Ying Xuze: “That’s not good?”
Cen Feng shook his head, “Have the carriage stop and bring Chen Ajiao next.”
Shi Ran ran two steps forward, “Old man, stop the carriage!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the horse neighing and started running faster.
The ID group was stunned and started chasing after them.
However, how could a man outrun a horse? The carriage ran to the long street but was stopped at the entrance, Chen Ajiao who was wearing a mask jumped out and ran forward.
When the ID members caught up with them, the brightly lit long street was crowded with people, and half of them were wearing the same clothes and ghost masks as Chen Ajiao.
ID Group: “…crap!”
Shi Ran looked up to the sky and shouted. “The program team are swindlers!!!”
Jing Xiangbai was on the verge of crying, “We’re not going to unmask people one by one to find her, are we?”
Ying Xuze: “…… what else can we do?”
Cen Feng, on the other hand, was calm. He knew it would not be easy so he faintly said to his members. “Hurry up and search for her, mark the one that you have unmasked to avoid repetition.”
The ID group howled as they rushed into the crowd and started a new round cat chasing the mouse game.
It was so crowded, and those people wearing masks were hiding everywhere. The ID members who chased and searched them were almost dying of exhaustion on the street.
There were also vendors busy calling out buyers on the long street, they were also vendors holding candied hawks beaming with joy. Lanterns were hung on the eaves of the building on both sides which lit the night making it a very beautiful view.
And in the distant sky, the moon hangs high.
Cen Feng shuttled through the crowd for a while now looking as if he was truly in ancient Changan.
When a person wearing a ghost mask walked towards him.
Cen Feng thought that the person would run away so he hurriedly took a leap forward and easily caught her, however, she did not run away and stood still in front of him as she looked up at him.
Cen Feng raised his hand to uncover her mask.
Since she had already raised her head, when he took the mask halfway off, he saw her slightly curved lips first.
Halfway through the mask, Cen Feng stopped moving.
Amid people coming and going with constant noise in the surroundings, the two of them stood in the crowd, neither moving nor talking.
After a while, Cen Feng completely took off the mask.
He then took out his marker to draw a heart sign on her mask.
There was a smile on his eyes, but his face remained the same as he raised his hand to turn off the microphone before asking. “What brings you here?”
Under the mask came a small, fluttering voice, “I missed you.”
