It will be dark, and the night will slowly fall. Ji Tang carried a small baggage, walked for a while, stopped under the street lamp, looked at the old-fashioned tram ringing in front of him and the bell tower in the distance, and was very curious about this era that often appeared in the TV.

She closed her eyes and accepted the plot in a casual manner.

The original owner, Ji Tang, was born in a landlord family in a township in southern Jiangsu, received the old-style education of three from four virtues since he was a child, and was good at female red, but he couldn't read big characters, and he could barely write his name.

At the age of fifteen, she married into the Bai family, a local squire, and for five years she had only seen her husband, Bai Zifan, on their wedding night. He took off her hijab, threw down the sentence "Let's get a divorce" with a black face, went to Shanghai, and never came back.

She has become a laughing stock in her hometown since then, and even her mother-in-law blames her for not being able to keep a man's heart, although she serves her in-laws, takes care of housework, and treats her younger siblings well, but the Bai family still dislikes her everywhere. She knew that Bai Zifan would send a letter back every half a month, but they had never shown it to her.

Sometimes she leaned her head over, and she would be laughed at by her sister-in-law, "You can't understand, what are you looking at?" ”

Not long ago, she finally made up her mind, stole two letters from her mother-in-law's locked box, and found the fortune teller at the street corner to read them to herself. Only then did I know that Bai Zifan had already had another girlfriend in Shanghai and was preparing to get married! The woman was a young lady who had drunk foreign ink, she was born rich, and her in-laws looked at the photos and the door, and they were also very satisfied.

No wonder they pick bones in eggs everywhere, to find her mistakes, one moment to say that she "disrespects the elders", and the other time to say that she is "unfilial", it is such a calculation, to take the opportunity to divorce her, marry that woman! I don't want to think about it, she and Bai Zifan have never been husband and wife, how can they have children?

Under the anger and grievance of the original owner, the fortune teller wrote a letter of escape, put it in the room, and went to Shanghai with a coil to ask Bai Zifan for clarification.

But she is a girl who grew up in the countryside, and she really underestimates Shanghai. In this big city with a mix of Chinese and Western lights, searching for people is really like looking for a needle in a haystack. It didn't take long for her to be deceived by a self-proclaimed "detective" scammer, and most of her entanglements gradually became difficult, and even food and accommodation became difficult.

She wanted to find a place to work, but she was almost sold to a kiln by an "intermediary", or she saw that the situation was not right, so she ran out desperately. Since then, the frightened original owner has been like a frightened bird, nesting in that little attic all day long and weeping secretly.

Until it was passed through by Ji Tang's soul-

Ji Tang has passed through so many people, and in terms of personality, this original owner is the most cowardly and useless. The decision to come to Shanghai had exhausted all her courage. When she actually came to Shanghai, she was frightened by the prosperity here, and retracted her head back into the nest like a partridge.

But the original owner's background is indeed very pitiful. Since I was a child, my father didn't hurt, my mother didn't love me, I had two older brothers and a pair of younger siblings, and I was stuck in the middle and was always neglected. After marrying into the Bai family, she silently endured all kinds of ridicule, and even her own family never helped her. Extreme inferiority complex made her dare not look at others, and would rather stay in the kitchen and stove every day, boiling her pretty face and grinding her hands.

Ji Tang is not the original owner, so he didn't plan to find a white scumbag at all. It was right that she was looking for someone, but the object was obviously not Bai Zifan.

"What kind of work can support you and get in touch with as many people as possible □□?"

Although this era is deeply influenced by Westernization, women's rights and interests have not really been protected. It is still difficult for a single woman to find a job.

She raised her head and looked at the ambiguous signboard on the top, which was rendered colorful by neon lights, "Xianle Palace". It turned out that two blocks away from the dilapidated hostel was one of the most famous dance halls in Shanghai. She wandered around and before she knew it, she had come here.

From time to time, there is a rich boy with a gorgeous dancing girl in his arms, wearing a suit and leather shoes, oily hair and powdered face, drunkenly coming out of the revolving door and being picked up by his own driver; There are also waiters who are in a hurry before and after their deaths. Out of the corner of their eyes, they glanced at Ji Tang, who was dressed rustically and unattractively, or pouted with disdain, or turned a blind eye, just as if she was a country woman who had never seen the world.

Ji Tang was just about to leave, but found that a recruitment notice was posted on the European-style pillar at the door.

"Looking for dancers, backup dancers, and entertainers...... Salary is negotiable. ”

Xianle Palace is a place where three sects and nine streams gather, if you start looking for someone from here, it must be better than her sitting on the street and waiting for a chance encounter. With her current rough hands and feet, and her face full of plateau red, it is estimated that she will not be harassed strangely in such a place where there are many beautiful women.

She thought about it for a while, walked in, and explained her intention to the foreman.

"We don't have a shortage of dishwashers and floor sweepers here." The foreman was a woman with heavy makeup who couldn't tell her age, with fashionable little curly hair scattered over her shoulders, dressed in a dark purple modified cheongsam, and a thin lady's cigarette between her fingers.

Ji Tang copied his sleeves, not hurrying, and said indifferently: "I'm here to apply for hospitality." ”

The foreman rolled his eyes, pointed to the slender, young and lively waitresses in the ballroom, and said, "The hospitality is also full." If Nong really wants to come, he can only be a backup dancer or dancer. She thought that this would scare away this village girl who didn't know the height of the sky, but she didn't expect Ji Tang to respond.

"Okay, then I'll apply for a backup dancer."

The foreman squinted his eyes and looked at her carefully for a while, "Little sister, can you dance?" Allah is talking about dancing, not singing in Nong Village. ”

Ji Tang nodded as usual: "Yes." ”

To tell the truth, don't look at her cowardice, she really knows how to dance! Thanks to a mother who dreams of dancing, she is an old bone who can still split her waist casually before she sits in the office and her muscles are stiff. After failing to learn ballet, I transferred to the national standard, and in the second stage of secondary school, I followed the hip-hop dance club to fool around, and followed the simple dance steps to deal with this twisting and turning, which is so easy!

The foreman said suspiciously: "Follow me to the backstage and change clothes first." ”

Ji Tang then carried her little burden on her back, followed the foreman in a bloated body, like a red panda that fell into a peacock pile, and calmly accepted the strange gaze all the way-

"Sanshao, what's wrong with you?"

The man in the VIP seat, as if telepathically struck, jerked back to look at the curtain leading to the backstage. To his disappointment, there were only a few bewitching dancers coming in and out. The fat middle-aged man sitting across from him asked with concern as he cautiously peeked at his face.

The handsome young man with his back combed and delicate and elegant, but he just shook his head, picked up the whiskey on the table, took a sip lightly, and said, "It's okay." Where did we just go? ”

"Well, when it comes to the bad debts done by the shipyard, Li Gongwu is ...... after all"

"Since it's not a practical person, let's withdraw. This kind of thing, come and ask me? The young man put down the strength of the wine glass, a little bigger, the bottom of the glass collided with the table, making a crisp sound, frightened the fat of the person opposite, took out a handkerchief from the pocket of his suit, and kept wiping his sweat.

"But he'...... The nephew of Deputy Minister Liang. ”

The young man snorted coldly: "Vice Minister Liang, how magnificent? Then tell me, is he Lao Tzu Guanda, or my Lao Tzu Guanda? ”

"When...... You, of course. The man didn't expect him to ask so bluntly, and swallowed, "I know what to do." "In the whole of Shanghai, who doesn't know that you have a big background.

The young man didn't say yes, he didn't say bad, he leaned on the soft back of the sofa with his arms crossed, crossed his long legs, and after a long time, he suddenly said: "You give me all the information of all the women in this dance hall, pay special attention, is there any surname Ji among them." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and nodded hurriedly: "Eh, okay." I'll do it. He secretly wondered in his heart, isn't it the playboy brother who changed his mind overnight, and his old illness has relapsed, which dancer has he fallen in love with? If that's the case, the aunt and grandmother of the Xu family have to beat themselves to death!

Anyway, it was definitely not her precious nephew's fault. Who let him be such a fox friend and dog friend, always bring Xu Dagongzi to this kind of place! -

Ji Tang went backstage and picked out a cheongsam that was slightly eye-catching from the large number of bells and whistles. said that it could pass the eyes, that is, the tall one in the short pile, at least the split heart-shaped design on the chest, and the lace edges of the cuffs, made her chill for a long time.

She came out after changing her clothes behind the curtain, and when she saw the bright color flashing in the foreman's eyes, she knew that her work should be a show.

"Pretty good, pretty good." The foreman circled around her twice, reached out and pinched her waist, and said, "Being young is different, look at this watery spirit." There was a hint of envy in his tone.

But when his eyes fell on her face, it turned into another kind of regret, sighing: "That's what you look like...... Originally, with this figure, it was more than enough to be a lead dancer, but just looking at this face, it was better to hide in the dark and dance. Otherwise, if you are illuminated by the headlights on the stage, it is estimated that you can scare all the guests away.

Ji Tang touched his sandpaper-like face, and thought happily that if the original owner hadn't tossed herself like this, she really wouldn't have dared to make a living in such a place. However, there are gains and losses, the original owner's figure is still very good, bumpy and convex, and wearing a cheongsam, she looks a hundred times better than her own original airport.

"You said you could dance?"

"Hmm."

The foreman hooked his index finger, "Let's take a dance step and see." ”

Ji Tang guessed that in this era, the ballroom should be dancing or something like ballroom dance, so he followed the dance steps of modern ballroom dance, tapping his toes and spinning a few times. But when she applied for a job in the dance hall, it was a temporary idea, and she hadn't really moved her muscles and bones for many years, so she found that her dance steps were very jerky.

After the jump, she looked at the foreman with some apprehension.

"Come to work tomorrow, and call me Sister Jin in the future." Who knew that the foreman did not hesitate to decide on her.

Ah, that's it? The entry standard is too low.

However, what Ji Tang didn't know was that for an expert like Sister Jin, the dance itself was not important at all. It's the energy that counts! The plate is bright and smooth, and it has to be opened, just these two points, few can do it.

Most of the people who come to be dancers either have an unfortunate background or love vanity, and they all regard this as a stain on their life. But Ji Tang is really dancing seriously, and he has no inferiority complex and shame at all, so he can naturally stretch out.

Sister Jin only saw purity in these eyes.

It doesn't hurt to accept a pure girl, for her, for Xianle Palace.