At the same time, on the field. A melodious Mongolian song instantly rang out in the entire venue!
The melody of the fiddle started to play out first. Everyone closed their eyes as if they had been brought into the vast grassland by the music. They saw the endless greenery and heard the neighing of hooves from the distance — grasslands, bonfires, and the moon.
[What a good song!]
[I have to say, his aesthetic sense is still there!]
[These two are pleasing to the eye just by looking at them. I'm done for. Su Feifei is really in trouble!]
Ji Ran walked to the side. Gu Sheng turned around and pulled out his wooden sword!
A tall figure was projected on the ground.
The wind was blowing on the flat ground; Qiu Ye was frantically stirring up the fallen leaves outside the camera.
Gu Sheng suddenly gave off a heroic aura!
He turned his head and looked in Su Feifei's direction.
[What a handsome lad!!]
