Chapter 350 The Muses’ Preparations
“I didn’t expect Lord Eros to also study drama.”
As the eldest sister among the Muses, Melete not only He is very proficient in rhythm and dance, and also has a lot of research on poetry and drama.
Dignified, elegant, and knowledgeable, no matter what we talk to Eros, he can do it well, making people feel like a breeze blowing on their faces, and they will not realize that the waiting time is boring.
The two were chatting about the art of tragedy, and today's main protagonist, Apollo, finally arrived belatedly.
Surrounded by several muses, Apollo was radiant in a high-cut backless gown.
There is a halo floating on the long and smooth golden hair, and even the eyebrows are dotted with light.
Although the dress is extremely revealing, it does not look astringent at all. Instead, it has a sense of holiness.
Under the dazzling but not dazzling holy light, Apollo finally regained some of his sense of holiness as the God of Light.
Just like in the beginning, Eros was still the ordinary mortal who looked like the saint he saw when he crossed the stream wearing straw sandals.
Come to think of it, apart from Zeus and Hera, Apollo was the first goddess to get acquainted with Eros.
With her help, Eros crossed the ocean and reached the end of the Seven Seas, successfully reaching this point today.
Eros looked at Apollo walking towards him, slightly dazed, with a little nostalgia in his eyes.
Melete, the mature and steady muse beside her, looked at the expressions of the two of them, smiled knowingly, and silently stepped back.
Apollo's expression was also slightly nervous, and her holy figure seemed a little abrupt and disharmonious because of her movements.
"Eeros, you're here."
A rather embarrassing opening statement. Apollo himself felt that what he said was bad enough.
Fortunately, the muses surrounding her were very clever and intelligent and immediately found a way out for her.
"My dear Goddess of Love, the Lord God means that you can come as promised. She is very happy."
"In order to welcome you, I made a special trip to prepare, so there was a delay. For such a long time.”
Several muses winked at Eros crazily, indicating what Eros should say at this time.
Eros understood the meaning of their words, and naturally followed their words and praised Apollo today.
"It doesn't matter, no matter how long the delay is, there is no problem."
"I can finally see you, Apollo, shining so beautifully, and I miss it very much."
Although The previous low and gloomy influence is still there, but today's Apollo does have a sense of confidence that he once had.
And after Eros praised him so much, this sense of confidence has obviously increased a lot.
"Really? It's true that I haven't dressed up like this for a long time."
Apollo gently pulled the hair around his ears, looking for the feeling he once had, trying to maintain his elegance With a square posture, he sat next to Eros.
"You all go down and prepare. It has been delayed for too long."
She asked the muses to withdraw, although she vaguely agreed with their plan.
But if something really happens, let your gods, including your elders, wives and children, watch.
Apollo cannot do that kind of thing, so he must drive them all out.
Melete bowed and left with her sisters very naturally. One of them tried to struggle, but was finally pushed down.
But she still shouted unwillingly:
"If you need anything, please give me your orders. I will be waiting for orders outside the door at any time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mellet hit him, turned around and bowed apologetically, and then withdrew.
Even if the Lord God is willing to share something that he likes with gods like them, it cannot be a headache. I don't understand any of these rules, I really need to be disciplined.
"They are usually a little too lively, and they all blame me for not being able to discipline them."
Apollo smiled lightly, and the former The feeling gradually came back.
That's right, that's how it should be.
Be more natural, be more confident, be more bold. This is the kind of person you should be, such a dazzling god of light.
Perhaps he was set up by his gods, or perhaps the dress and halo on his body gave him confidence, Apollo regained some of his former glory.
From being a little stiff at the beginning, to gradually becoming more and more natural, she smoothly chatted with Eros about music-related topics.
The atmosphere became harmonious for a while, as if it was back to the way it was when the two first met.
It's just that this atmosphere alone can only make the relationship between the two gradually normal, but it cannot achieve the effect expected by the muses.
The program prepared for this matter long ago is almost ready to be served.
In addition to the necessary wine that can make the gods hot and numerous delicacies made with rare tonics, the muses also have other plans.
Euterpe holding the flute, Therpsichore holding the lyre in one hand and dancing skirt, and Erato holding the harp.
The three of them are among the many muses who specialize in lyrical and love poetry. They are also paired with a muse who is good at dancing.
They had no intention of using any despicable means like drugging, they were just outright plotting.
If you eat well, drink well, sing a ditty with hints and motivations, and dance a little more, won’t it be enough?
What you do with the help of external forces is just a way of not being confident in your own charm.
They who play art don’t need that kind of thing at all, just like Aphrodite doesn’t need to be drugged.
Accompanied by a few plucked strings, the soft sound of the piano slowly sounded, and the goddess's loud and melodious singing voice surrounded the entire hall.
The flying skirt swayed on the stage, and the beautiful girl danced with it.
It’s embarrassing, it’s indeed embarrassing.
Eros and Apollo also temporarily stopped talking and enjoyed the singing and dancing of the Muses.
Eros could tell that they were singing sentimental love songs.
Greek songs are all in the form of poetry, more like telling stories in a chant-like tone. Eros himself was also proficient in this because of Apollo.
Elegant, how come you are so elegant?
Eros squinted his eyes, listened to the singing, looked at the dancing goddess, and breathed out a very comfortable sigh.
This is the true meaning of life. These legs are long and white, but they are overqualified for dancing.
While Eros was thinking this, as the story in the song gradually developed, the originally dancing girl gradually changed her style.
The freehand youthful feeling gradually transformed into another style, showing off the body lines wantonly, swaying and getting weirder.
The dance became more familiar to Eros, and it had an unspeakable meaning.
“This dance”
Eros was a little surprised. When he turned around, Apollo also had a look of shock on his face.
No, doesn’t she remember that the muses used to dance like this?
She could hear the sound of the waves.
Well, Apollo can eat it, but eating and persecuting it can go together, right?
(End of this chapter)