Chen Mu asked Zhu May: How good is the Xiusheng championship to Wanhualou?

Zhu May snorted coldly and said that this Xiusheng competition is a money-losing business, which is to pave the way for the Oiran Contest to gather popularity. As for who will be the showman in the end, it doesn't really matter, and it has to be set up for a clear and compensated. Our three brothels have already discussed that in the future, we will only transfer the slave status of the female in the hall, and will not eliminate the slave status for her, so that we can also save a lot of money. However, it is always good to win a Xiusheng championship, at least when people talk about it after dinner, they will always bring the word Wanhualou.

Chen Mu said in his heart: Those poor little hall girls have lost another opportunity to "slave reform". It's pathetic, it's pathetic. Chen Mu also believes that choosing a show champion, that is, looking for a sense of existence, does not make much sense to Wanhualou.

Chen Mu smiled and asked: Is this year's Oiran Contest a decision?

Zhu May said: Nine times out of ten, the three major brothels jointly organized activities ended peacefully, but this annual Oiran Contest must be fought "you live or die".

Chen Mu praised the sentence "enjoyable", and asked: I heard that Wanhualou has lost three Oiran in a row, but this time it is determined to win?

Zhu May said: There are no good seedlings in this session, and the next session plans to push Hanxiang.

Chen Mu nodded and said, "I don't plan to compete with Ximen Hou, I'm afraid of hurting the harmony."

Zhu May was puzzled, pointing to the hydrangea shelf that had just been erected behind him, why would it hurt to be angry when he kicked a hydrangea? Our three major brothels have long had a tacit understanding, if someone from the three major brothels comes to draft students, give them a tie, and then let them play football, so that no one in our three brothels will be offended.

"Wonderful." Chen Mu praised.

At first, Chen Mu thought that it was two people competing on the bridge, but then he realized that the competition was to kick hydrangea. Then some girls from good families will score the two contestants and select the final Xiusheng champion.

At the south end of the East Buddha Bridge, there are two rows of red hydrangeas hanging side by side, one is taller than the other, and the highest foot is one zhang. Zhu May said that if you want to get a high score, it is useless to just kick high, and you have to play beautiful moves. The competition is to see who plays fancy, plays exquisitely, and plays brilliantly.

Chen Mu concluded: Isn't it more sassy than anyone?

Zhu May was speechless.

Chen Mu from the future world smiled. In the past, the little secretaries filmed short videos in the office, often dancing some strange dances, and he also learned a trick and a half, which came in handy today. Turning his head to look at the skinny-faced monkey-like Ximen Gongzi, Chen Mu smiled maliciously and said in his heart: "You are dead." ”

Without further ado, the contest begins.

Tens of thousands of spectators blocked the road, the scene was boiling, and whistles sounded in the distance.

Ximen Hou, a third-rate son who has not known for several generations, has been in the Fengyue Field for many years, and is familiar with today's popular dance moves, so he said to Chen Mu: "If you kid retreat in the face of difficulties, I will say that you have a little illness today, so that you will not lose too ugly." ”

Chen Mu smiled and said: "It is unknown who will kill the deer, if Your Excellency loses, this reason should be kept for yourself." ”

"Hmph, it's just a house slave, what are you angry about?"

"You must not lose to a house slave, or you will not even be as good as a house slave."

"Good boy, let's compare!"

"You kid please."

Chen Muxian didn't move in a hurry, but looked at the dancing posture of this third-rate son. What a head-scratching gesture. There were some cheers, of course, all strange screams. But even so, that Ximen Hou was already very proud, and the more he jumped, the more coquettish he became, it was simply unbearable. From time to time, he threw a provocative glance at Chen Mu, as if he felt that he had a chance to win.

This man dances in the street, which is really insulting. Chen Mu didn't want to do that, so he remembered the men's dance that the little secretary danced. 000 Literature 000x

So Chen Mu started his own performance.

This is how the wind and waves are caused, if the thickness of the West Gate causes a three-foot wave, the beautiful man Chen Mu caused a tsunami, and the monstrous waves are rolling in. The audience was boiling, the girls were crazy, handkerchiefs were flying all over the sky, and fruits were spread all over the ground.

Chen Mu's coquettishness has reached a new height, a new level, and a new realm.

The audience was in an uproar.

Screams came and went.

Chen Mu Oba maintained the coexistence of grace and elegance, throwing off Ximen Hou for more than a dozen streets, Ximen Hou felt that his face was dull, cursed something, ran through the crowd in a gloomy manner, and went home sulking.

Seeing Chen Mu win the championship, most of them were applauded, but Qingqi Xiaohuan cried breathlessly. My friend Xiaohong was very envious on the side, and from time to time sarcastic, asking her not to be too excited, I heard that from this year onwards, only slavery will be transferred, and slavery will not be eliminated.

Hearing this, Xiaohuan stopped crying. Raised his head to look at the handsome young man on the championship stage wearing a Desheng Dayu and a Wanhualou flower crown. The three big bustards of the referee team also presented him with a gold-plated Xiusheng statue, and Chen Mu held up the "little golden man" and waved his hand to the audience.

So far, Chen Mu's name can be regarded as remembered, and everyone knows that he is the handsome general of the Tang family, and the streets and alleys are widely legendary.

"I said Chen Mu, you really impressed my sister, where did you learn this dance? Sister, I have traveled to major museums in China, and I have never seen such an amazing dance. Zhu May squinted and teased.

"Huh." Chen Mugan laughed twice.

Afterwards, Chen Mu followed the Great Bustard Zhu May to the Pingkangfang Government Office to do the formalities.

The Qingqi named Xiaohuan is Chen Mu's little slave after completing the formalities. Speaking from the heart, Chen Mu felt a little cumbersome. He went to the draft to become famous, to prevent being entangled by the killer group, and he didn't go for fun. Although Senior Sister Yan doesn't necessarily think so. Senior Sister Yan believes that although Chen Mu's memory has lost most of his memory, his naughtiness has not changed at all. Compared to the past, it is even better. Maybe it was caused by a heavy fall, or maybe it was caused by the experience of running down the mountain for half a year.

After completing the formalities, they continued to walk towards Wanhualou and came directly to the Great Bustard Fragrance House.

Chen Mu sat on the ground, waved his hand, and asked Xiaohuan to sit down as well.

Xiaohuan was happy, trembling, and sat beside Chen Mu, very well-behaved.

Chen Mu said to Zhu May: "It's not convenient for me to bring a little slave by my side, how about I leave her in Wanhualou?" ”

Zhu May looked coldly: "Isn't food and accommodation money?" ”

"This money is in my account."

"Hmph." Zhu May snorted coldly.

At this time, Yu Linglong walked in quickly, and when she saw Chen Mu, she was full of smiles and respectful blessings.

Chen Mu returned the salute.

"Let's get down to business." Zhu May waved his hand: "The others will retreat first, and I will talk to Chen Mu alone." ”

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