Gu Chuhuan rested these days, Han Bilou's business can be said to have plummeted, except for the night of Xia Ruyue's dance, the rest of the time is a little deserted, not to mention the lack of dignitaries and dignitaries, I heard that the Oiran Liu Niang of Wenxiangyuan on the street corner has learned a good song, which has led many literati and artists in the city. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info There are a lot of Qingqi in his hands, but how can he compare his appearance with that Liu Niang? But the biggest trump card, Gu Chuhuan, is a living ancestor who doesn't eat hard and soft, and he can't be forced to fight.......... At present, relying on the foundation of Hanbi Building for many years, it will not be able to eat the old book, but if it goes on like this, it will not be able to keep the signboard of "the first floor of the capital" one day by another family. In the past few days, Chen's mother has been like an ant on a hot pot, and she is anxious.

After confirming the news of Gu Chuhuan's debut, Chen's mother was simply happy, and immediately summoned all the nursing homes to spread the news, these nursing homes stayed in Hanbi Building all day long, knowing the habits of the guests, and knowing how to be targeted, cinemas, studies, casinos, cultural streets, insect and bird gardens..... After this circle, more than half of the literati and nobles in Beijing learned that the Chu Huan girl from Hanbi Building was about to perform on stage......

The next day, before the time came, the lobby of the Hanbi Building was already full of people, full of seats, although the private rooms on the second floor were not served, but most of them were booked.

After being deserted for so many days, it suddenly became lively, and Chen's mother's wrinkled old face with thick powder almost smiled like a flower, and she was busy calling the girls to greet the guests.

"Miss, the lobby is full!" Chun Tao came in from outside the house, and gently put the delicate tea tray with green grapes held in both hands on the tea table in front of Gu Chuhuan.

"Oh?" Gu Chuhuan pinched a grape and put it in his mouth, "It's just past noon, what are they doing so early?" ”

"I didn't know that Miss, you were going to appear tonight, I'm afraid that I won't be able to occupy a position if I'm late." Chun Tao covered her mouth and chuckled: "Miss's charm is really amazing!" Mother Chen is afraid that she can't close her mouth with a smile at this moment......"

"Can anyone come to the private room?" She cares more about the guests in the private room than in the lobby.

"Not yet, but according to Guixiang, most of the private rooms have been booked."

Hearing this, Gu Chuhuan put his mind at ease.

The price of the banquet, wine and girls in Hanbi Lou is double that of other Qinglou, so most of the guests who come to the lobby of Hanbi Lou are in a decent situation, and the cost of the private room is six times that of the lobby, and the girl who accompanies the wine is also carefully selected, and the value is quite high, which is far from being affordable for the guests with reasonable family background. Therefore, the guests who can spend a lot of money on the private room are either powerful people or magnates in the city. And these are the main forces that can defeat Xiao Liran, and they are also the main goal of Gu Chuhuan's performance on stage. Yes, Gu Chuhuan ignored the lobby and only asked the private room.

"Chun Tao, I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while."

Unitary time.

After the two songs were played, the guests in the audience were already quite impatient: "Mother Chen, didn't you say that Miss Gu is going to appear today?" We've been waiting for this neck for a long time, why hasn't this beauty come out yet? ”

"That's it, Mother Chen shouldn't be making fun of us, right?"

Chen's mother was more anxious than them, and sent someone upstairs to urge her twice, and both replied that she would come immediately.

Right now, it hasn't come out yet, this dead girl knows how to put it up!

Mother Chen scolded Gu Chuhuan ten thousand times in her heart, the smile on her face was bright, and her fat arm waved forward gently: "Oh, this uncle, where are you talking about, when did my Mother Chen talk about someone?" All the guest officers are so supportive, Miss Chuhuan can't dress up well to live up to your high expectations! ”

As soon as the words fell, the boiling lobby suddenly fell silent.

All eyes were on the stage.

I saw a beautiful woman in a lotus skirt and a veil moving her lotus steps lightly and slowly walking to the center of the stage. Before everyone could take a closer look at the woman, a pale pink gauze curtain descended above the platform to isolate the guests from the woman.

As soon as someone stood up and wanted to question, they were pulled down by the person next to him.

Behind the powder curtain, I vaguely saw the woman nodding slightly to the musician beside her and pulling out her water sleeve.

The music slowly played, and the woman's figure danced with it, her arms falling gently from the height, and her clothes fluttering....... The song is like flowing water, but the dance is like in the mountain stream, and even the hair is slightly danced, light and beautiful...... The music gradually intensified, the water sleeves flew up, pulled out more than five feet long, tilted the head back, rotated, flicked the sleeves, and hemmed, and the movements were done in one go...... As the music drew to a close, the woman's posture became softer and softer, her waist twisted, her toes stood on tiptoe, and her arms crossed slowly upward........ The end note fell, and the movements of the woman and the musician were frozen.

The guests were itching to see it, and when they were about to applaud, the candlelight flickered suddenly, and the eyes seemed to blur, and then rubbed their eyes, and the graceful figure of the woman behind the powder curtain was long gone, along with the musician who had just accompanied it.

Just when everyone was holding their breath and making a difference, the sound of flowing guzheng slowly sounded, and the powder curtain was slowly opened..........

Behind the powder curtain, a Miaoman woman played on the strings, who was the one who had just danced.