"Dragon Tiger Mountain, hundreds of miles, once was a wealthy land of Jiangxi~~~"
After a brief contemplation, Zhou Li, playing a lousy lute, corrected himself: "It is still a wealthy land~~~"
"Deng Deng Deng Deng~"
Tang Wan, with her battered gong, started stomping on the Dragon Cloth with a clang.
"One dynasty, two dynasties, three dynasties rise↑, mountains so verdant and waters so clear, talents emerge~~~"
Strutting her stuff, Tang Wan flicked her right hand and slapped with her left, the gong went clang clang clang:"Dang Dang Dang Dang~~~~"
Tossing aside the crappy lute, Zhou Li magically pulled out a shamisen from under his bottom and started playing, tearing into a song with his raspy voice:
"With mountains, waters, and a Heavenly Master, a cherished place where hearts race towards~"
Tang Wan danced the two-step, slammed the gong forcefully, her head tilting back fluidly.
Ding Ding Dang Dang~!
