Ying Xuan has always thought that he is very open-minded, even if he can't accommodate Baichuan, it is more than enough to support a boat, but he is still a little upset after being misunderstood for no reason.

"I haven't forgotten, I will definitely save my middle father, and I will avenge their revenge, why don't you believe me?"

With a "bang", the door closed instantly.

Ying Xuan spat and complained in his heart: Women are really a tendon, when will a person be the head of such an aimless search! Even if you look for a needle from the sea, it is better to have a small boat than to wander around the beach, and now the Sword Dance Workshop is this small boat.

In the next few days, Li Xinfang still went her own way, often going out early in the morning and returning at night. Ying Xuan also persuaded her at the beginning, but after several attempts to persuade her to no avail, she went and no longer did useless work, but spent all her time on the rectification of the Sword Dance Workshop.

On the first day of the completion of the stage expansion, Yingxuan asked Zhao Changxun to shout the slogan, from now on, the wine of the Sword Dance Workshop will not be used, and there is only one purpose, that is, to seize the market to the greatest extent.

Losing money and making money has been tried and tested repeatedly in the business field of modern society, and the effect in ancient society must not be bad. After the customers habitually come to the Sword Dance Workshop, as long as the stage program is good, they don't have to worry about spending money.

After a few days, Ying Xuan's wishful thinking was not loud, but it was not completely silent. The number of visitors has obviously increased by dozens of times, but most of the customers still come for the wine, ignoring the sword performance on the stage.

"It's not okay to go on like this, even if it's a vase, there will be people who look at it twice, and now the performance on stage is not even as good as a vase, it's completely an ornament that no one cares about."

Ying Xuan sat in the middle of the private room on the second floor, and he could see the entire sword dance workshop at a glance, and he was anxious to see that his money had been draining.

Compared with the song and dance workshop, although the sword dance workshop is a small niche, the people who come in are indeed here to see the sword dance. He has heard customers complain more than once: they are all fancy fists and embroidered legs, since they are all women, let's go to the song and dance workshop, where the dancing girls are really beautiful.

Ying Xuan thought twice and decided to use his killer move.

The music stopped and resumed, and the dancing girl entered the stage from both sides of the stage, and between the swords and swords, a beautiful man jumped directly into the arena from the second floor.

The man was full of delicateness, and his deep eyes seemed to reject everyone and thousands of miles away. A long sword flew up and down, dazzling, and in an instant, all the swords in the dancer's hand were knocked down, and the negative hand stood in front of the stage.

For a while, the audience applauded continuously, and then it was replaced by exclamations. said that it was too late and that was fast, the leading dancer was not convinced, picked up the sword and stabbed the man in the back, although the man was aware of it, he did not move, and he dodged the fatal blow with a slight turn, but it was just ......

It's just that the crown slips off, and the jet-black hair is spread out!

Woman!

Ying Xuan smiled in the face of the tsunami-like cheers of the mountains. Zhang Jing doesn't need to act at all, her coldness is engraved in her bones, and her beauty is unprecedented under the backdrop of the dancing girl on stage, so it is still very important to choose a reference.

Coupled with Zhang Jing's superb swordsmanship, the effect of the show is perfect, especially the shocking glimpse when her daughter is recognized, Ying Xuan herself is thrilled when she sees it.

"What's the matter, young master, why do you keep staring at Jing'er?" Zhang Jing changed back into women's clothes, in fact, she is still used to wearing men's clothes, after all, she has been wearing them for so many years, but the young master doesn't like to look at her men's clothes.

Ying Xuan reacted, picked up the cup and pretended to drink water: "It's nothing, Jing'er really helped me a lot this time." ”

Zhang Jing lowered her head and snickered with joy, and the only bit of unhappiness disappeared. She doesn't like sword dancing at all, she thinks that either it's good things to say, or it's fighting to the death, and it's useless to play some empty stances. But since she can help the young master, she is still willing to do it.

As soon as the killer feature came out, it won a full house, and Ying Xuan was very proud, he decided to strike while the iron was hot and beat the name of the Sword Dance Workshop.

In the next month or so, all the dancing girls went into battle in men's clothes, and the men were used to the gentle township, and the sudden heroic posture attracted them even more. What's more, today's dancing girls are not just putting on a show, they are forced to learn real swordsmanship every day.

"The little master is back, take a break." Ying Xuan smiled at Zhang Jing who walked over.

Zhang Jing raised her hand to wipe her sweat, stood aside and complained: "Young master, let's change someone to teach, Jing'er really can't do well." ”

During the time she was teaching swordsmanship, she was about to collapse. Often a simple one-and-a-half move, the dancers have to learn for a few days, you must know that she learned it in an hour. That's not all, the dancing girls are all delicate and expensive, and they sit crookedly on the ground before they have practiced for a while, and she has no choice.

You can't do it, she can't do it with a woman.

Ying Xuan comforted: "I know Jing'er is hard, but who else knows swordsmanship besides you, Xinfang has to go out every day, I think you know it too." ”

Zhang Jing nodded helplessly.

"If Childe trusts me, I'm willing to try!" A loud voice came.

"Childe, this person has to see you, and the little one can't stop him, you see?" Xiao Shi said in a panic.

Xiao Shi, Ying Xuan's buddy who received him when he first came, Ying Xuan saw that he was reliable and smart, so he decisively reused it.

Ying Xuan waved his hand and motioned for Xiao Shi to go down, and the middle-aged man who rushed in said, "You also know swordsmanship?" ”

"I know a little bit about it!" The middle-aged man spoke sonorously and forcefully, full of confidence.

"In that case, Jing'er will meet him!"

Zhang Jing casually threw out a long sword and took the lead in attacking, and the two immediately fought fiercely.

Ying Xuan looked at the middle-aged man playfully, and suddenly had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, especially those melancholy eyes, which seemed to be full of stories.

Where has this man been seen, and where?

He had seen Zhang Jing's martial arts, and even Li Xinfang thought that he was inferior, but he was still at a disadvantage at the moment. In addition to the disadvantage of the female body, the other party is indeed very powerful, but after a while, the middle-aged man was unexpectedly defeated, and he lost without warning.

It turned out to be him! Ying Xuan slapped his thigh and shouted excitedly: "Okay, they will be taught by you in the future!" ”

The man bowed slightly: "Thank you, Childe, but I have a request?" ”

"Say!"

"I'm a person who is more admitted, and I just hope that in the process of my teaching, Childe will not interfere."

Ying Xuan groaned: "I promise you, I don't know what to call Brother Tai?" ”

"I can't remember my name before, but now people call me a drunkard."

Ying Xuan smiled slightly, he was really not mistaken, this person was really the down-and-out drunkard, he looked at Zhang Jing, only to see her mouth open wide in surprise.