"Can there be an answer?"

With Chen Ming's questioning, the only girl Hongyu in the whole room was confused holding a wine pot. The other girls either put together to pretend to lower their heads to study the music score, or looked at the two of them with a strange expression. The room was extremely quiet.

Chen Ming also noticed the strange atmosphere and remembered what Taohua said to him before, so he paused and added: "Of course, except for the method mentioned by the poster before."

He thought the strange atmosphere in the room was because of this, but it was actually true, but it was a bit different from what he thought. He thought that Xiuchunlou was as big as a brothel, so there were not only those few jars of daughters who were popular in good wine, right?

Taohua ignored the strange atmosphere in the room and said with a smile on her face: "Of course you can drink it if you want to drink it. Just write a poem in my name. If I am satisfied, I should deliver the good wine."

As soon as this said, the room seemed to be frozen. The girls turned their heads and looked at Taohua. Even Qingyi, who had been indifferent behind Taohua, had a strange expression and wanted to speak.

"When~"

A strange sound rang out. Chen Ming turned his head and saw that the string in front of Mo Ran broke. She looked at Chen Ming with an awkward expression and said, "Please forgive me, maybe this piano...is something wrong."

Chen Ming looked at it and pretended to be nothing, and turned his head away, a hint of suspicion appeared in the eyes of everyone, "There is something wrong with the Qin?" I think it's yours.

The atmosphere in the room was like this, and he should have noticed something was wrong. After a little thought in his mind, a guess suddenly emerged, and this is the best wine in Xiuchunlou, shouldn't it be the daughter of peach blossoms?

"Nothing happened." Chen Ming said with a smile, then turned to Taohua, and said with a smile as if nothing had happened: "The author of the poster is stumping me. It just so happened that the poster of the poem does not involve it. It seems that the poster of the poster can't drink the wine."

As he said that, he poured a drink on his own, calm and composed. As soon as he said this, a sigh of regret suddenly sounded in the room. Perhaps because there were too many people sighing at the same time, it seemed quite clear.

"I disappointed the young master, I should chant a cup of peach blossoms." Peach blossom raised his lips and didn't care. Then he raised his bare hands and picked up the wine pot to pour a cup for himself. After bowing, he drank it with a sleeve and drank it with elegant demeanor.

A smile appeared on Chen Ming's face. This woman is quite interesting.

At this time, the new piano was brought. After Mo Ran put it on, he said to Chen Ming: "Young Master, Mo Ran is ugly."

"Please." Chen Ming smiled and gestured. Mo Ran nodded and turned her head to stare at the piano body. He raised his bare hands slightly on the strings. The next moment, the green jade fingers fluctuated slightly, and a stream of elegant music suddenly jumped out and resounded throughout the room.

At the same time, a little ethereal sound from Mo Ranhuan also sounded.

"The sound of immortal songs, the spirit of jade flute..."

As soon as the singing sounded, Chen Ming felt numb all over and couldn't help but take a breath. This sound was of course different from the original version in his memory. It didn't have the lazy worldly meaning of the original version, nor did it have so many sounds, but soft voices, with some ethereal voices telling each other, as if a fairy under the moon really appeared in front of him.

He is worthy of being the courtesan of Xiuchunlou!

Halfway through singing, a wisp of cold sound suddenly joined, adding a hint of fairy spirit, but Xiaoqi grabbed the bamboo and played it together.

After singing the song, Chen Ming was so intoxicated that he was wrong. He thought that listening to these songs would make him feel a little relieved, but in fact he was even more lonely.

That world branded in his soul.

After listening to a song, Chen Ming smiled and took a sip of wine, exclaimed, "Miss Mo Ran is worthy of being a courtesan. If you admire her again, Miss Xiaoqi's ensemble is also amazing."

"Young Master is too rewarded, Mo Ran also wants to thank the young master for giving Qu's kindness." Mo Ran smiled and replied, and Xiao Qi was the same.

Chen Ming smiled and shook his head, looked at the other women and asked, "Who will come to the second song?"

...

"Chen Xianyao Palace is hard to stay, so I go to the Red House of the mortal world to fight for wine..."

On the high platform, some people play the flute, some play the piano, and there are also the drum sounds that sound from time to time. In conjunction with the dancing dancers, this novel program made the guests who came to the main building of Xiuchun Tower tonight stunned and intoxicated. Mo Ran, who played the piano and sang on the stage, wore a black-haired veil, but it still made countless men in the audience excited. I felt that Mo Ran today was like a fairy in the Heavenly Palace falling to the mortal world, with a fairy spirit on her body.

"Amazing, breathtaking."

"The fairy sound is just like this. I didn't expect that there is such a way to tune."

"Sing well! Let me have a pot of wine!"

Countless talented and wealthy businessmen below have turned into fans, looking at Mo Ran on the stage with fascination. After today, Mo Ran's value has increased significantly, and of course, there are also many criticisms among them.

"It is a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be a disgrace to be absurd! I abandon my ancestors' learning! "

"You can even sing such a song?! Absurd!"

“…”

Chen Ming, who was lying on the railing on the second floor, held a pot of wine and chuckled and drank it himself. Listening to the sounds everywhere, the wisps of the aura of creation that only he could see emerged from those people and gathered towards him, and the seeds of the heavenly way in his body became brighter and brighter.

A woman with a rich body leaned against him and said with some resentment: "Young Master, I don't know when I can write such a song for my family."

The woman is named Yao Yu. Although she is not a courtesan, she is also one of the famous top brands in Xiuchunlou. She looks charming and dances with a unique look.

"Miss Yaoyu has followed her for the next hour. Don't you have to receive Enke today?" Chen Ming asked with a smile on his lips. Yaoyu became even more resentful as soon as he said, looking at Chen Ming, "Compared to Yaoyu's failure to receive Enke today, it's better to ask the young master for a song to see if there is a talented man who can solve the young master's question."

Chen Ming couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

The girl followed him for an afternoon, and the reason was very simple. In the end, when she taught them the music, the girl didn't know whether it was to test him or some other reason, so she asked him to give her today's questions. In addition to some regular customers, these talented women would occasionally give some questions to screen customers. She asked Chen Ming to publish a couplet. Chen Ming first tweeted, but this girl was a little naughty. She saw that she couldn't let it go, and it was also to prevent those girls from looking for him. So she gave an immortal absolute that was quite well-known in her previous life.

Loneliness and cold windows are empty-handed.

When the couplet came out, the girls in the room were stunned. They all looked at her with sympathy after thinking hard. If the couplet was not broken, I am afraid that Yao Yu would really be the same as this couplet in this life.

Too amazing.

At this time, after a song downstairs was singing, thunderous applause and cheers rang out all over the building. Just as Chen Ming wanted to talk to Yaoyu, Qingyi, who had a cold face, walked over and said after saluting, "Young Master Chen, the owner of the post invited you to the banquet."

"Go to the banquet?" Chen Ming felt a little surprised, then chuckled and said wildly: "Since the poster invited me, I'm going to say goodbye too."

As soon as these words came out, Hongyu, who had been standing aside with her head down and holding the wine pot, trembled, and looked up nervously and asked, "Young Master, are you leaving?"

Chen Ming turned to look at her, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Well, this is not my home, of course I will leave."

Hongyu's face fell down at a speed visible to the naked eye. Seeing that her eyes were red, Chen Ming smiled and said gently: "But the young master wants to take Hongyu with him. How about it, are you willing?"

Hongyu looked up in shock, her eyes widened and her gentle smile faced Chen Ming's face. The little girl's tears were forced to hold back.

Then he blushed.
Chapter completed!