When Suning finished reading the sales results, Zhao Yange was still low-key, if it weren't for so many people here, he would have run to the window and shouted, "Who else", in fact, his heart was very inflated.

The reason for the popularity of the "Men's Wear" series of magazines is no accident, in this ancient era, the works are basically poems and songs, or stories evolved from operas, myths, wild histories, and facts.

The story is inseparable from the cliché plot, and it is the old road of touching people's hearts with love, and for "Men's Clothing", the market is the hungry heart of men, how hungry they are, how many sales you have!

Moreover, there were no such books in the world before this era, and it is reasonable that such results can be achieved.

All day long, Zhao Yange was jogging with Suning, of course, the main purpose was to thank him, this thing was crazy when he saw beer, he drank it until he was dizzy, and then fell asleep on the table.

Later, Zhao Yange decided to go to Wufeng Tower, Xian'er was the hero of this "Men's Clothing" incident, Duan Yu sent the money for redemption earlier, and after tonight, Lin Xian'er and Qiu Yingluo are free.

is not as colorful as the officialdom shopping mall, and the dancing phoenix building is still singing and dancing, luxurious and charming.

Today is not only the day when Lin Xianer got rid of the Qinglou Le, but also the day when the Phoenix House "competed for flowers" and chose the Oiran.

Those female prostitutes heard that Lin Xian'er was about to leave the Qinglou, and they felt that they had a chance to stand out, so they thought about a lot of talents in order to win the championship, and they thought about it a lot.

When Qiu Yingluo walked into the room from outside, holding a cup of hot weak tea in her hand, Lin Xian'er was lying on the table and looking at Zhao Yange's poems.

"Miss, today is the curtain call of your Oiran, and you are not continuing to compete for the position of Oiran, so why do you bother so much?" Qiu Yingluo pursed her lips dissatisfiedly and asked.

Lin Xian'er grimaced at her, although her time in the Qinglou was not easy, she cherished it very much, because it was the last performance, so she had to work harder, because he was sure that Zhao Gongzi would come to watch.

Approaching the light, on the silk is the words of the pen walking dragon and snake, and the gushing words converge into an extremely pleasant "Yulin Bell", she read it carefully, and couldn't help but blush, this is the poem that Zhao Yange gave him, does it contain many deep meanings?

Qiu Yingluo saw her stupid appearance, a little stupid, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" Did the young lady see through this man's heart in a poem? ”

"Zhao Gongzi is full of talent, he can always control all poetry styles, with this "Yulin Bell", I will definitely amaze the audience again tonight!" Lin Xian'er smiled and looked forward to the brilliance.

If Chinese New Year's Eve is a major event for the people, then a hundred flowers compete for beauty, and the capture of Huakui is a major event for Qinglou.

Under the moonlight, a song of the rhombic sounded leisurely, and thousands of people crowded in the dancing phoenix building to watch the grand scene of the crowd.

On the flower platform, eight graceful red gauze women, wearing lily crowns, light postures, and fluttering clothes danced "Flower Language Dance"!

Surrounded by a refreshing aroma, the show is about to start after the opening dance!

Zhao Yange is dressed in casual boots today, wearing extremely simple, inconspicuous and mixed in the crowd, but he has a luxurious temperament, graceful and elegant, and tells a different gentleman's story.

During this period, many women, when Zhao Yange passed by, frequently secretly sent autumn waves, these people who thought that the Oiran was hopeless and just wanted to get drunk all night.

Zhao Yan didn't pay attention to it, just sat quietly and drank tea, and was scolded by those people for not understanding taste, and after a while, after the song was finished, the hall was in an uproar, and suddenly a beautiful singing voice came.

It's Liu Yong's - "Yulin Bell"!

The hall became silent, a slender beauty seemed to come on the clouds, everyone looked closely, she was dancing with a colorful ribbon in her hand, and someone shouted: "This is Miss Xian'er!" ”

The audience made a fuss, but only Zhao Yange was calm, he glanced at the stage, took a sip of tea and said, "You still chose this word!" ”

Lin Xian'er sang and danced at the same time, with light clothes fluttering, like a shock, grabbing people's eyeballs!

On the side, Chu Jianghe and Fan Yuxia were amazed and swallowed saliva, they were intoxicated by the upside down, and anger ignited in their chests, Chu Jianghe gritted his teeth and said: "This little lady is really beautiful and smart, I must let her go to the bed of my son tonight!" ”

Fan Yuxia was very prescient, and said with a smile: "Brother Chu, I heard that the Zhao Gongzi who opposed you that day earned tens of thousands of taels of silver in half a month, and now he has redeemed his life for Xian'er, after tonight, she will no longer be a Qinglou woman, if Brother Chu has an idea, you have to hurry up!" ”

Chu Jianghe's heart was like a cat, he licked his lips, and said coldly: "It's this surnamed Zhao again, no matter what, this son wants to have a one-night stand with Lin Huakui no matter what, and there will really be no chance in the future!" ”

At the end of the song, the scene was silent again, and by the time Lin Xian'er came out for the second time, she had already changed into a simple dress.

"Today is Xian'er's curtain call, for a few years, thank you for taking care of me in Wufeng Tower, after the time comes, I will get rid of the Qinglou music membership, and in the future, there will be no Lin Xian'er in the Qinglou!" She bowed, looked around Siwei, and saw Zhao Yange smiling, very satisfied.

"Lin Huakui's curtain call, how can it be so simple, in my opinion, it's better to sing 'Eighteen Touches' again, right?" There was a shout in the hall that didn't think it was a big deal.

Although his shout was inconspicuous, the effect received was incredible, and those Confucian scholars faded away from the veil of a gentleman and responded one after another, like wolves in sheep's clothing!

"me down, tonight Lin Huakui's escort can only be me Chu Jianghe alone, if you coax again, you won't be able to get along with me Chu Jianghe!" Chu Jianghe stood up suddenly, looking at the graceful demeanor, and the jade tree was in the wind.

Everyone in the hall was pale, Chu Jianghe and they couldn't afford to offend, and the most fearful thing in the Qinglou was to openly show favor to a person, especially the Oiran, it was easy for the world to be in chaos.

Chu Jianghe's heart was like a drum, he stepped over everyone and walked in front of Lin Xian'er, and said bluntly: "Lin Huakui, tonight is your last night in Wufeng Tower, and my son is willing to spend all his money and be your companion!" ”

The house was silent!

Lin Xian'er smiled and said: "Young Master Chu, between you and me, there is only the love of guests, there is no friendship between fish and water, and the concubine has been selling her art and not selling herself in the past few years, let alone asking for this dewy marriage tonight!" ”

Chu Jianghe said unhappily: "Lin Huakui, you have to pick up guests for a day in Qinglou, tonight my son wants you to accompany you for the night, whoever dares to stop him, I will let him not eat and walk around!" ”

Zhao Yange frowned, the dog's day is really good to remember!