My Fair Lady and Gentleman.

Fang Jiu is of course no exception, but there is a fundamental difference between emotional liking and the impulse brought about by hormonal spikes.

Therefore, for Shao Gongzhuo's sudden departure, although Fang Jiu inexplicably felt a faint loss in his heart, it was nothing more, and he didn't have any other thoughts.

Soon, Fang Jiu's attention shifted to the guests who kept pouring in from outside the door.

For some reason, watching the guests spend money to sit without hesitation, a strange emotion suddenly grew in his heart that he hadn't had in the past few days.

The emotion seemed to be excited, seemed to be proud, and seemed to be moved......

All in all, let him have the urge to die for his confidant!

After a while, the hall was gradually filled with guests, but the guqin and futon on the 'storyteller' were taken by Zhao Si and a few strong men, and a table more than one meter long was set up instead.

Seeing this, everyone showed a trace of doubt on their faces.

"They're ......"

"Aren't you going to talk about "The Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation" tonight?"

"I spent so much money specifically to listen to the "Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation", if you get me some other messy things, then I won't do it!"

"Yes, I just want to listen to "The Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation" ......"

Everyone in the audience was gossiping, and Mama Yang was busy, but there was also a hint of suspicion in her eyes, but for Fang Jiu, she was very relieved now, she believed that Fang Jiu would definitely not mess around!

Yes, Fang Jiu wasn't going to mess around, he was looking for a waking wood in the backyard at the moment.

Although it is also good to use the guqin as a tool to adjust the atmosphere when telling stories, from ancient times to the present, storytelling has gone through thousands of years of evolution, and finally the awakening wood is used as the symbol of storytelling, which obviously plays a very important role in storytelling.

Therefore, after Fang Jiu decided to go all out tonight, he couldn't help but take out the iconic 'artifact' of Xingmu.

After a moment, Fang Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally saw a palm-sized piece of wood in a corner of the backyard.

"That's you!" Fang Jiu picked up the wooden block and checked it, and then walked towards the hall with great satisfaction.

Seeing Fang Jiu appear, countless pairs of suspicious eyes immediately shot over, and many people immediately got up and shouted, "Fang Jiu, are you still talking about books tonight?" ”

"Yes, we came here to listen to your "Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation"! Don't get any more moths! ”

"It's like, we don't want to see other ...... for our money."

Hearing this, Fang Jiu smiled slightly, did not answer, but walked to the table of the 'storyteller', and then looked at everyone with a smile: "Everyone, thank you for coming to our Fengqi Tower tonight in your busy schedule, and I think everyone knows that I have already said three "Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivators" here!" ”

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, not understanding what Fang Jiu meant by these words.

Fang Jiu pondered his words for a moment and continued: "I was a little casual in storytelling before, but from today onwards, I will present the best style of storytelling for everyone!" ”

The best?

That's pretty good!

Everyone became more and more confused, and Mother Yang also frowned, not understanding what Fang Jiu wanted to do.

The next moment.

I saw that Fang Jiu's hand holding Xingmu suddenly rose upward, and immediately slapped it on the table.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, everyone in the audience was suddenly startled, but Fang Jiu felt it at this moment.

It was said that the Confucian scholar talked a lot eloquently, depicting a bright future prospect for everyone, and cheering up many people. But Han Li was worried in his heart......" Fang Jiu said in a colorful voice, and his hands were also making corresponding movements with the development of the story in a short time, matching the tone.

In just a short while, everyone's eyes lit up, originally Fang Jiu sat on the futon and used the guqin to tell the story has already made them feel very good, but now they have found that when Fang Jiu makes body language, the feeling of listening to the book is called a cool!

Especially every time he talked about a key place, Fang Jiu could come to wake up just right, and the atmosphere was instantly magnified countless times.

For a while, the guests in the hall were excited to hear it, and many girls in the building looked at Fang Jiu with little stars of admiration, while the faces of the people in Jin Yuelou who were standing near the door became more and more ugly, but they still watched and listened quietly!

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

One of Jin Yuelou's followers was fascinated by it for some time, and as Fang Jiu's "Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation" talked about a very cool plot, he suddenly couldn't control his emotions and clenched his fist fiercely, but in the next second, he felt that something was wrong, and quickly released his clenched fist.

Although his reaction was fast, he still let a few people around him find out, among them, Qin Xiucai immediately glared at him angrily, and the old bustard's face instantly became more ugly and ugly.

The attendant secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly racked his brains to find fault, and said: "Actually, the one named Fang Jiu is not very good, you see that he is still dancing, is it interesting?" I don't think it's interesting! And he actually made a whole piece of shocking wood, this is not sitting in the hall, making him startled, he is sick! ”

No one paid any attention to him.

Seeing this, the words that the attendant was about to continue complaining about immediately swallowed silently back into his stomach.

At this time, Qin Xiucai sighed decadently and said, "Otherwise, let's go back!" ”

The old bustard next to him was obviously not in the mood to continue staying, so he nodded and walked outside, and the others hurriedly followed.

Soon, the two horse-drawn carriages that were galloping out of Hualiu Lane, but after putting Qin Xiucai at an intersection, the carriage did not rush towards Jinyue Building in Qinghua Lane, but drove towards the eastern suburbs of Hangzhou City.

Although there are not many households in the eastern suburbs of Hangzhou, and they can even be described as few, the locals know very well that only a few families living here are the real big families in Hangzhou!

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