Qingbeiler, who has no longer been blind to Western shipbuilding, can see at a glance that this picture is actually a "armored cruiser clipper", that is, an armored cruiser, but it is very similar to the ironclad ship in size and appearance. It was relatively narrow and long, with sharp angles of attack, but the large round turret and two large guns in the bow direction indicated that it had the same firepower as the ironclad.

Chingbel looked at the data indicated on the map, and immediately praised this powerful firepower of an ironclad ship and the high speed of a cruiser, as well as a design that was superior to the armor protection of a cruiser, and immediately showed that after the torpedo gunboat, it was the next ship to be built.

Of course, Qingbeile did not know that the new ship designed by Lin Yiqing was actually inspired by Chen Wei's "balanced" design concept.

In view of the actual situation of Qianguo's coastal defense and the actual needs of the Qianguo navy, Chen Wei has given Lin Yiqing a design plan close to that of the British "Collingwood" class ironclad ships, but according to this plan, the actual tonnage of the Qianguo ironclad ships will also exceed 10,000 tons, and at present, most of the coastal ports in Qianguo have not been dredged, and it is difficult to berth such a huge ship with a large tonnage and high draft. It was so that there was a design that I had just shown to Keibelle.

Hambel carefully hid the drawing in his arms, knowing that if he turned the ship on the drawing into reality, his future position would be unshakable.

When the big thing was solved, Qing Beile had more gratitude and closeness to Lin Yiqing, and the two were eating mutton and drinking fragrant wine and chatting, at this time, Qing Beile seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with a smile: "That's right, brother." Today, I learned that you won the martial champion, and there is someone who wants to celebrate you specially! ”

Lin Yiqing guessed who this person Qing Beile was talking about, but he still pretended to be stunned and asked, "Oh? Which friend is it? ”

"Old friends, of course." Qing Belle laughed and clapped his hands vigorously.

The door of the golden tent was opened by two young girls, and Feng Xiaorong, who was dressed in a white mink fur arrow robe, was holding a pair of golden melon-like things. Walked in slowly.

"Xiaorong?" Lin Yiqing pretended to be surprised.

Feng Xiaorong hugged the piano and gave Lin Yiqing a deep salute, and said calmly: "Today, Xiaorong specially composed a new song, thinking that the champion was congratulated." ”

Lin Yiqing noticed that she was dressed completely differently from the past, a little like the costume of a Boren female warrior, and couldn't help but be very surprised, and couldn't understand what this genius in music and dance was going to perform for him this time.

The two servants brought a large and elaborate leather drum, placed it under the hall, and placed a round wooden platform in the middle of the hall, and then withdrew. Feng Xiaorong came to the drum, and with a raise of her hands, Lin Yiqing realized that what she was holding in her hand was actually a pair of special drumsticks.

Feng Xiaorong waved her two hands, and the two drumsticks hit each other, making a crisp sound, and then she waved the drumsticks and struck the drum surface. The leather drum immediately emits a burst of upbeat drum sound.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, a slender figure swirled and swept up the wooden platform. The drums beat more and more urgently. She spun faster and faster, and her flowing long skirt turned into a crimson shadow, which immediately attracted the attention of Lin Yiqing and Qing Beile.

Feng Xiaorong's drum beat suddenly, and the flying figure stopped for a moment, and the skirt saw spun and hung low, as if a blooming lily had converged its petals.

Her long brown hair was hidden under a long turban. His face was covered with a light red veil. The light veil and turban joined together and fell from the girl's forehead, covering her face entirely, revealing only a small red mouth. The corners of her lips turned up slightly, with a delicate smile. She wears a narrow bodice on her upper body. The proud twin peaks are wrapped in bright red silk, revealing a seductive snow-white ravine in the middle.

Her long dress was flowing and gorgeous, with a row of golden tassels hanging from the waist. Further down is a pair of snow-white slender feet, the soles of which are dyed pink with flower juice, and a string of bells on the ankles.

Her blouse was short, her skirt was open very low, and her slick waist and white lower abdomen were completely exposed. Between her round navel, there is also a pearl the size of a fingertip. The silver pearl glows with the snowy skin, making it seductive.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

Feng Xiaorong started beating the drum again. The girl's arms were raised, and her snowy waist slowly twisted to the sound of the drum. Her waist is slender and soft, her white skin is as fat as snow, and her movements have a peculiar rhythm, which is fascinating.

Feng Xiaorong's drumming gradually accelerated, and the twisting of the girl's waist and abdomen gradually accelerated. She clasped her hands, and her bare waist was like a snow-white jade snake, trying to break through the shackles of the long skirt and get out. The golden tassel fluttered on the waist, and the pearl danced in the white lower abdomen, accompanied by the ringing of the silver bell between the ankles, full of mysterious allure.

Lin Yiqing didn't expect Feng Xiaorong to come up with such an exotic dance to celebrate herself, and she was a little stunned for a while.

Maybe it was because he drank too much, Lin Yiqing looked at the dance of the girl in front of him, and felt his blood was full for a while.

"This is the 'Heavenly Witch Dance'!" Chembel stroked his hands and laughed.

The dance danced by the girl in front of her is obviously evolved from Indian dance, whether it is the twisting of the hips, or the movement of the waist and abdomen, it exudes a strong exotic atmosphere, and this girl's dancing skills are extremely superb, in comparison, his original belly dance in time and space is simply weak.

The girl's movements are getting faster and faster, her left waist and crotch are pushed forward, and she retracts backwards along a sleek arc, and the right waist and crotch are moving forward, swaying and squirming up and down, the snow-white waist and abdomen are undulating like waves, and the double peaks on her chest are also trembling with the rhythm of the dance, as if they will jump out of the corset at any time. The long skirt with forks in front fluttered out, and a pair of white jade legs loomed in the skirt.

Feng Xiaorong's drums fell silent for a short time, and a young girl stepped forward and handed a wine glass full of fragrant red wine to the dancing girl. The dancing girl took the glass, then bent her upper body to the left, and her waist and hips protruded to the right, bending into a graceful arc. She placed a wine glass made of white onyx on her hips, then raised her left hand to the top of her head, her right arm across her neck, and her fingers cocked.

Feng Xiaorong's drums sounded again. This time she hit the drum quickly at the start. The dancing girl maintained a curved arc of her body, accompanied by the sound of drums like a torrential rain, her elastic round buttocks moved quickly with dazzling skill, and the agate cup seemed to stick to her snow-white crotch, not even a drop of red wine spilled inside.

"Good!" Chembel erupted in applause. Even Lin Yiqing couldn't help but stand up. At a glance, he saw Feng Xiaorong's bright eyes staring at him fixedly.

The dancing girl noticed the two of them looking at each other, smiled, then straightened her chest, took off the wine glass from her waist, and placed it on top of the half-exposed snow peak, then leaned back slightly, spread her arms, and gently shook the twin peaks. The wine glass rested firmly on the girl's smooth breasts. The pair of Fengting twin peaks trembled slightly, shining with a charming light.

She danced lightly to the sound of Feng Xiaorong's drums, the wine glass always stopped on her chest, and half a drop of wine never spilled, which made Lin Yiqing can't help but admire this girl's super balance.

This kind of difficult dance is not something that ordinary people can dance.

After a while, Feng Xiaorong's drumming stopped. The girl straightened up and put her glass to her lips. He drank the red liquor and licked the corners of his lips coquettishly. Through the pale red tulle. Lin Yiqing could see the white jade-like luster of her face, and the beautiful eyes hidden under the light veil flowed through Qing Beile's body. Suddenly, her gaze stopped at herself, flashing with a strange brilliance.

Chembel seemed to make her look so hungry that she couldn't control herself. He got up and left his seat, threw himself in front of the wooden platform, and stretched out his hand to grab her skirt saw and slender feet. And the girl fluttered dexterously, her slender feet fluttering lightly like white petals, and she quickly avoided his catch!

Chembel pounced. The girl spun slightly, returned to the center of the wooden platform, and then turned her back to them, and bent her feet back. Her white waist was so soft that it seemed to have no bones, and it was easily bent into a bow. The plump twin peaks fell down, trembling to meet their gaze. As her body trembled, a red veil slipped out of the white ravine.

The girl's soft neck lifted, and she quickly bit the red yarn with her teeth, and then raised her head, and the thin veil wrapped around the twin peaks was like a red cloud, torn out from between the peaks.

The girl stood up, knotted the red yarn with an incredibly fast movement, hooked it with her fingertips delicately, and shook it gently. Through the veil, Lin Yiqing couldn't see the girl's eyes, but the smile on the corner of her lips became thicker and thicker.

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