Chapter Twenty-Three: The Singer

Lin Meiyun was originally born in a wealthy family, but when Nai's luck was bad, her family was in the middle of the road, her father's business was losing money year after year, and she was riddled with debts. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info looked at the misfortune of the family, and Lin Meiyun, as the eldest daughter in the family, had to take the lead. But the reality is cruel, life is not a drama, let alone a story. She is a weak-crowned woman, what can she do?

There are only two paths in front of Lin Meiyun, one is to marry a wealthy businessman, become the other party's concubine, lose happiness and hope, and live a life of Furong Erya. The second is to sell himself to the Qinglou and fall into the dust in exchange for a considerable income. In this way, she loses her freedom and dignity, and there is only little hope left.

When she saw the rich gentleman who could be his grandfather, she resolutely chose the latter.

"Maybe things aren't as bad as I imagined, as long as I become a singer at the level of everyone, or even Qingqi, I can find a place to live in this world." Lin Meiyun didn't want her future to be ruined like this.

However, it is not easy to do this, everyone, Qingqi, a Qinglou woman who only sells her art and does not sell her body, is not decided by just one appearance. There is no shortage of beautiful women in the world, but there are very few Qinglou women with good results. For the world of martial arts, people not only advocate martial arts, but also worship martial arts, if a Qinglou woman only has appearance, in this world is just a plaything, unless she is versatile, can be respected on the surface. Of course, this can only last for a while, no matter how young and beautiful a girl is, there will always be a time when her face is old and yellow.

"Well, I wonder what my fate will be? Is there anyone who wants to be with me for the rest of their lives? ”

What the future holds, Lin Meiyun has no way of knowing. If she didn't work hard, she could have predicted her end. Don't look at the fact that she was sold into the Qinglou at the price of female music, in fact, she is not much better than an ordinary prostitute. Bright on the surface, secretly there is still the possibility of being forced**.

Fortunately, there is a rule in the Qinglou that newcomers do not have to pick up customers within a year, even if the guest officer forces them, it is useless. Who would have thought that among these young girls, there would not be a next Oiran or a red card? If you lose your body early, it will definitely be a loss to Qinglou.

A year is actually a very short time, and a girl without talent can't even make a girls' school, let alone become an oiran. Lin Meiyun can't remember how many boards she has suffered, how much sweat and tears she has shed in the past year. The good news is that all this hard work has paid off.

Lin Meiyun, who is related to an alien race, was born with long natural wavy hair with lilac, which makes her look extraordinary. She often coils her long wavy hair on her head, and the end of the curly hair is fixed and hangs down on her left shoulder, with her sweet smile, beautiful and mature appearance, slightly charming Danfeng eyes, and natural charm.

With these alone, Lin Meiyun will eventually become a plaything, and the reason why she is not like this is because she has a good voice with Lin Laiquanyun, and she has a good foundation for practicing her family, which makes her figure beautiful and slender. Lin Meiyun, who can sing and dance, quickly captured a group of loyal hot customers, and can be regarded as a well-known girls' school book in the county.

Three days later, it was the annual county exam, and now candidates from all over Qingyun County have arrived in the county seat one after another. According to the practice of previous years, they, the newly promoted Oiran, will dedicate their appearance to the candidates and wish them the title of the gold list. Under the moon of the flower platform, perhaps a good story can be born in the process.

At first, everything went smoothly, and the candidates stayed near the Fireworks Willow Courtyard early as usual, and those who had enough money directly lived in the Fireworks Willow Courtyard in order to save trouble. Although there is a written test in the county examination, the proportion is not large, and the content is simple, even the temporary cramming is saved, and letting go has become the first choice for many candidates.

Lin Meiyun, the promoted Oiran has not yet appeared, from the small seat under the stage to the elegant seat upstairs, almost full of candidates, if you want to become famous with a song, you will look at the present day.

The fireworks willow courtyard is very large, and as the largest entertainment venue in the county, it is definitely not a problem to accommodate more than 10,000 people at the same time. What's more, the ability of the Fireworks Willow Courtyard is made up of several hanging halls, and the volume is very large.

The conflict between Chen Wusheng and Qin Xuanfeng only occupies a small piece of land on the third floor, and with this little movement, it can't disturb tonight's performance. However, when Lin Meiyun took the lead in singing, the passionate and passionate song moved Chen Wusheng.

"This singing?" As the singing continued to enter the **, Chen Wusheng's movements gradually slowed down. When he came to the railing as if no one was around, he saw not only Lin Meiyun, but also the figure of the old man.

The one who also has big wavy hair, and has a stronger queen temperament. She is known as the fairy of heaven, and likes to whip the ground before singing, and commands in a domineering tone that is unquestionable: "Listen to my song well!" ”

She is as proud as fire, she is affectionate and righteous, her face is beautiful, and her singing voice makes people's blood boil.

Looking at Lin Meiyun, Chen Wusheng said to himself: "A natural singer? However, the heat is far behind, and if someone guides her, within two years, she can become a qualified singer. ”

Glancing at Lin Meiyun's body again, Chen Wusheng couldn't help but think of the old man's figure, which was also a queen.

"The bones of the body are not developed enough and need to be strengthened."

Behind his back, Qin Xuanfeng didn't care why Chen Wusheng suddenly lost his mind, but he knew that the other party had been playing tricks on him, and from the very beginning, this kid didn't plan to confront him head-on, and he didn't attack when he was fighting the battle puppet. Now the other party even dares to leave him to see the beauty, and the perfection does not take him seriously!

Now that Chen Wusheng was standing there defenselessly admiring the beautiful scenery, Qin Xuanfeng immediately ordered the puppet to attack. The battle puppet clenched its hands into fists and smashed it towards Chen Wusheng from top to bottom. The fist stopped in mid-air.

"What's going on? The puppet can't move. ”

Unlike Qin Xuanfeng, who was panicked, Huang Lixu, who had been watching the play, noticed that a cloud of purple qi was enveloping the puppet, making it unstable.

"The puppet is back." Qin Xuanfeng, who didn't know the famous hall, decided to retreat. "Boy, you forced me."

After speaking, Qin Xuanfeng began to merge with the puppet, and the tall puppet turned into armor. Yanshi's combination technique is not just as simple as one plus one equals two, but a breakthrough in all aspects. This is also the reason why Qin Xuanfeng is arrogant, on the one hand, he relies on his own strength, and on the other hand, he is the force obtained in exchange for wealth.

Possessed by a puppet, Qin Xuanfeng suddenly felt invincible, and he frantically charged. Seeing that he was about to succeed, Chen Wusheng suddenly turned around, grabbed Qin Xuanfeng's arm with one hand, and violently threw it over the shoulder.

"Worried!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Boom!"

There was chaos downstairs, and Qin Xuanfeng was thrown to the edge of the stage by Chen Wusheng.

"It's time to put an end to this farce."

Chen Wusheng took out the magic spear, jumped down, and stepped on Qin Xuanfeng's body. Qin Xuanfeng didn't pass out, this height would not hurt the puppet, but in fact, no matter how hard he tried, the puppet was as heavy as a thousand catties and did not move at all.

"Damn, what the hell is going on, what did you do to my puppet?"

Chen Wusheng's answer was very concise, and the magic spear went straight up and down, not into the puppet.

"Ahh My hand! Save me, you damn bastard, come on! Qin Xuanfeng didn't have time to shout a few more times for help, and stepped heavily on his head with one foot, causing him to fall into a coma.

Pulling out the magic gun, Chen Wusheng stepped onto the stage step by step, and at this time, the power suit on his body was gradually turning red, red like blood, like fierce. Several Oiran on the stage saw a terrible man approaching step by step, and their faces suddenly lost color.

"Don't kill me! Yes! ”

Finally, an Oiran couldn't stand the suffocating feeling and took the lead in escaping, and the rest of the people seemed to realize that it was not the moment to be in a daze, and they turned around and ran away, and some of them fell to the ground in a panic, and they didn't get up, and they just rolled and crawled away.

Soon, Lin Meiyun was the only one left on the stage. Chen Wusheng stopped, and the spear in his hand suddenly moved. An afterimage flashed, and the head of the gun stopped between Lin Meiyun's eyebrows, she could feel the warmth of the head of the gun, and smell the smell of blood. But she didn't retreat, and her resolute eyes looked at the man in front of her.

Suddenly, Chen Wusheng smiled, he put away his spear, and announced loudly: "Mrs. Huang, she, I want it, and the tea brick belongs to you." ”