Wei Yao walked over gracefully, holding a teacup in her hand, and everyone's eyes were straight. www.biquge.info This is the winner of life, although the maid looks like a nightmare, but there is one more, compared to the miserable life of looking forward to death, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

"Sir, drink water." Wei Yao respectfully served a cup of tea, and then stood beside him with his hands down. In fact, it was just a glass of white water, and it was not hot.

Ying Zheng took a small sip of the fake model, pretended to be very aftertaste and nodded: "Yao'er, this tea is getting more and more fragrant." ”

"Thank you, Master for complimenting." Wei Yao said very obediently.

"The master's legs are a little sore, let's beat the legs of the master."

Wei Yao's face turned pale when she heard this, she only said just now that she was pretending to be a maid and serving tea, but she didn't say that she wanted to beat her legs. But in front of everyone's eyes, the play still has to be played, "Yes, master." ”

Wei Yao knelt down next to Ying Zheng very obediently and gently beat his legs, and Ying Zheng shouted very obscenely: "Oh, by the way, this is it, it's so comfortable...... Hiss, pain. ”

Wei Yao suddenly used force in his hand and pinched Ying Zheng's thigh meat fiercely, and Ying Zheng didn't burst into tears.

"Master has enjoyed enough, Yao'er, you go down first."

"No, master, the slave still wants to pinch your shoulders," not allowing Ying Zheng to refuse, Wei Yao turned behind Ying Zheng and pinched Ying Zheng's neck, eager to pinch off a piece of his flesh.

"What are you doing? Let's go. Enduring the sharp pain on his shoulder, Yingzheng shouted.

All of this is pre-arranged. Ying Zheng must package himself as a powerful big brother role, so that those people are envious, jealous and afraid at the same time feel at ease and obedient, and feel that there is still a hope with Ying Zheng, and calling the girl is the best proof. Of course, Ying Zheng used the topic to play later, and Wei Yao waited for the opportunity to retaliate, and it was completely the two of them who played on the spot, which was beyond the script.

"Brothers, practice," the head shouted, and everyone started to play in an uproar, and the song didn't thunder Ying Zheng's brain, and after only a few minutes of performance, Ying Zheng really couldn't hold on, and Wei Yao even threw down Ying Zheng and fled.

"Everyone, wait a minute...... Stop, I have something to say...... Lao Tzu said stop, can't you understand people's words? Ying Zheng burst into a shout, the sound was like thunder, and those people, including the remnants and Lan Ya'er next to him, were shocked, and the dragon trick not only strengthened the body, but also included the vocal cords. It's no wonder that those people overbehaved, a money bag suddenly fell from the sky and hit their heads, and anyone would be overexcited.

"I've listened to your performances, but really, how can I say it, I can't get on the stage...... Don't be convinced, the one who pulls the strings, just now you played the most ugly sound, and the howl I howl when I squat in the pit is better than yours...... Let's let you see the professional, uncle, you can give them a while. ”

The remnant nodded, and casually played a song, twists and turns, those people are all knowledgeable, so they naturally know that they have met a master.

"This is the teacher I invited for you to spend a lot of money, and everyone will follow him to learn in the next few days, and strive to have a big progress, as for what tunes I have told him, you study hard I will not treat you badly, but I will say ugly things in front, if you disobey the yang and yin, or don't listen to the words of the two teachers, I am not welcome to be blamed, and it is light to drive people away," "Boom", Ying Zheng kicked a stone the size of a grinding plate out of dozens of steps, and knocked down a tree in the yard," I don't think any of you would dare to say that your head is harder than this stone. ”

What should be said has been said, what should be scolded has been scolded, and what should have been scared has been frightened, looking at those silent guys, Yingzheng said to the remnants: "They will ask you." ”

The remnant nodded. He originally didn't plan to help Ying Zheng, although Ying Zheng gave him five times the usual money, but he was still a little unaccustomed to Ying Zheng's remnants. In his eyes, Ying Zheng is an idle person who does not do his job, even worse than Weng Bo Weng Zhong, if it wasn't for Ying Zheng to help him, he would not be willing to contact him, but yesterday Ying Zheng's novel and beautiful tunes really moved him, whether it is the rhythm or the tune is different from the prevailing Yale in the world, it is completely a new generation of music industry, and he can't help but be impressed by Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng was not idle for the rest of the day, he took a few people to continue to sell medicine, but this time it was not limited to one location, but distributed in every bustling downtown and street in Handan, and every bottle of medicine sold, they would come with a gorgeous leaflet. And every time Wang Juan would pinch the right time to ask: "What is the use of this painting?" ”

Ying Zheng will naturally explain: "A generation of legends in the music industry, an unshakable superstar among the people, known as Mr. Jay, whose singing voice is like the spring river water, will come to Handan on the fifteenth of this month to perform on stage for three days, as a thank you, with this promotional poster you can get a chance to win a free lottery." ”

Wang Juan asked again: "Who is Mr. Little Jay, why haven't I heard of it?" ”

Ying Zheng continued to explain: "Mr. Xiao Jay Lun was born in a poor Chu family, lost his father at the age of three and his mother at the age of four, and his miserable life forced him to engage in the lowly profession of servant. But Mr. Jay Jr. was not struck down by fate, but cheered up and worked hard. He vowed to break out of the world in the music industry and fight for the world's servants. He successively studied vocal music with two masters, Dehua and Xueyou, and studied dance with Master Fucheng, and continued to explore, enrich and develop in his artistic life, and finally became a generation of famous artists. Because of his outstanding contribution to music and rhythm, the king of Chu personally issued a decree to award him the title of people's artist, becoming the second person in Chu to receive this honor after Dr. Qu Yuan. ”

"Oh!" Wang Juan nodded, in fact, he didn't understand at all, and the others also pretended to understand and nodded, no way, if you don't nod, people will think that you don't know.

The reason why Ying Zheng said that Xiao Jie Lun is a native of Chu is mainly because Chu is the farthest away from Zhao among all countries, and with the ability to consult and disseminate in this era, ordinary people may not know where Chu is, let alone Qu Yuan, people's artists, etc., which also gives Ying Zheng free space to talk nonsense.

"Oh, I remember," Wang Juan clapped his hands, "I have heard that a few days ago, a mysterious guest sang a song in Wanhualou, and then drifted away, leaving behind a legend, it is said that his voice is like heaven, and the singing is endless for three days, but this is Mr. Little Jay." ”

"Yes," Ying Zheng said with a look of fascination, "Mr. Jay is like this, and his whereabouts are always erratic and elusive. ”

After some boasting by Ying Zheng, the image of Jay Jeren as a worldly master has been roughly portrayed in everyone's hearts, arousing everyone's curiosity. Mystery is the driving force for people to continue to pursue, and later some good people went to Wanhualou to inquire, and sure enough, there was such a thing, which confirmed the real existence of Xiao Jay, and people were more interested in him.

In the quiet night, living at will, Qin Zhong handed a note to Chang Yu, which was the information that the meticulous workers had just transmitted. After reading it, Chang Yu laughed: "Our son is really not ordinary, it seems that he is going to do a big job in Handan." ”

Qin Zhongdao: "One of us is a drummer in Handan City, and he has been learning music from a remnant in that abandoned house in Dongjiao Lane these days. ”

"Abandoned house in Dongjiao Lane? But the former residence of Xinling Jun when he lived in Zhao Kingdom? ”

"Exactly."

Chang Yu nodded and said no more.

Qin Zhongdao: "Childe is so public, I'm afraid that it will attract the attention of some people, and I'm only afraid of this safety...... Why don't I go and ask Childe to dismiss this plan? ”

Chang Yu shook his head: "No, instead of stopping it, we should try our best to help him make this happen, and the bigger the momentum, the better, I also want to invite all the officials and big families in Handan City who are familiar with each other, and let them go to cheer for Gongzi, just like when Lü Buwei created momentum for King Qin, who was a proton." ”

Qin Zhong was a little puzzled.

Chang Yu explained: "Even if a treasure is kept secret, there is a possibility that it will be stolen, but if it is placed in plain sight, then will anyone dare to steal it." We used to think that we had to protect Childe and hide him or hide him incognito, but we didn't know that this gave some people the opportunity to do it secretly. Go ahead, see what Childe needs, satisfy him tenfold and hundredfold, and make sure that Childe's plan to become famous overnight is realized, but everything must be done in secret. ”

Qin Zhong took the order and left, and Chang Yu smiled and said: "Handan, which is a pool of stagnant water, has some fun because of the arrival of the son, so Chang Yu will help the son turn this interest into a wave." ”

At the same time, in the palace of King Zhao, Princess Anping, the pearl of King Zhao, was wearing palace clothes and was holding a propaganda poster of Yingzheng, looking at it endlessly.

"Don't look at it, princess, it's been a day." The maid Trill yawned and prepared to bathe the princess in her robes.

The princess pointed to Yingzheng's portrait and said excitedly: "Cui'er, you come, don't you think you are very energetic, handsome, and beautiful?" It's just that these eyes are not painted well, and they look squinted. ”

"He's always been a thief, okay," Cui'er glanced at it, smashed her mouth and said, "I don't think Brother Weng Zhong is handsome, Brother Weng Zhong is really handsome and good-looking." ”

"Cut, no vision, he's called rude," Princess Anping carefully folded the poster and put it in a treasure box with her favorite things.

Fengju Mountain, a hidden valley, countless secret roads are intertwined in the mountain. In a stone room in the secret passage, a frail man was lying on the bed, his eyes staring at Ying Zheng's poster, not knowing what to do.