Yang Ping'an is very sure that this No. 1 dancer in Kansai has been teasing herself, but this teasing tonight is a little different from what he has encountered in the past, it is a high-level teasing,

is not like Liu Qingqing and Xue Jie to give them a hug, but they want to refuse and welcome the desire to indulge, wanting to provoke their own thoughts, but not letting themselves get their wishes, hooking and stretching like this, making their hearts itch unbearable,

The more you can't get it, the more precious you feel, the more you want to get it,

Fortunately, before Yang Ping'an crossed, he rarely encountered similar situations when he went to nightclubs, so how could he easily take the bait now?

"Miss Xie, if you have something to say, then please say it clearly, don't come back to the trick that wants to catch the old and indulge, and don't eat that set."

Xie Aman was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, a charming smile reappeared on his cheeks, and he walked over with a light swing of his waist and hips: "Childe, you don't understand what the slave family is saying." ”

Seeing that Xie Aman was about to rub his chest against his arm, Yang Ping'an pushed him away: "Miss Xie, please respect yourself." ”

"Childe, do you think the slave family is not beautiful, why do you not know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, you hurt the slave family."

Seeing Xie Aman's eyebrows slightly frowning and his arms gently, completely unpretentious, Yang Ping'an turned his head to the side and said calmly: "A pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, half a little red lips and ten thousand tastes, Miss Xie, you are not the one who lives on skin and flesh, why are you so coy." ”

Silently repeating "a pair of jade arms and a thousand pillows, half a red lip for ten thousand people", Xie Aman's beautiful eyes lit up, his charming color faded, and he walked to the table and sat down with a calm face: "Yang Gongzi is really talented, and since he is so slave, he will speak bluntly." ”

Just like Yang Ping'an guessed, Xie Aman was indeed beating his idea, and the reason was the song "Farewell",

Yang Ping'an didn't care about giving the song "Farewell" to Xie Aman, but the question was that the latter wanted more than just this song.

Xie Aman concluded that Yang Ping'an was fascinated by the beauty of the three unique women, and made a special trip to Luoyang to present a new song to the three unique women to help her win the championship in the palace.

With the song "General Order" and the lyrics and songs of "Farewell", Xie Aman is convinced that he must have good lyrics and songs in his hands, which are ready to be given to the three unique girls.

So what she wants is the tracks that have not yet been released in Yang Ping'an's hands, as for "Farewell", although it is outstanding, it has been played and sung in the Zhuangyuan Building, and many people have heard it with their own ears, especially some musicians and singers among the listeners.

She concluded that after tomorrow, there will be "Farewell" on the market, although there is no score, and it is difficult for the performer to have the level of Yang Ping'an, but it will definitely spread.

This made Yang Ping'an scratch his head very much, because Xie Aman guessed wrong, he came to Luoyang to see Su Min, and he didn't bring any new compositions at all.

He told the truth, bluntly said that he didn't understand the rhythm, but when he was a teenager, he heard this "Farewell" from the old man next door, and he was bored for a while to follow and learn, and now he will only have this song.

But these words were recognized by Xie Aman as his polite refusal, and then he sighed lightly and burst into tears.

The night was quiet, the two of them sat opposite each other in the side hall, and with the tears pouring down, the pain that Xie Aman had hidden in his heart for a long time poured out, and Yang Ping'an became her best listener,

In her mouth, she lost her mother when she was a child, and her father was a gambling addict, and because of a huge gambling debt, he sold her to human traffickers, and she was only six years old at that time.

The trafficker is also a wealthy family in the local area, he bought a lot of girls to raise at home, and asked someone to teach them how to practice hyphenation, manners and etiquette, and when these girls grow up in a few years, the traffickers will be divided into several classes according to their qualifications.

Those with first-class qualifications will be taught to play the piano and blow the flute, chant poetry and write, draw and play Go, and be skillful in all kinds of ways; Those with second-class qualifications can also read and play some songs, but the main training method is bookkeeping and management, so that they can sell to the rich family in the future, assist businessmen, and do some business; The third-class qualification is only to learn the skills of female red, cutting, cooking and other home-based skills.

These three classes, when they grow up, will be sold at a good price; As for those below the third grade, they are sold in bulk and recorded in the village, and they have suffered a lot of suffering in the world.

With Xie Aman's qualifications, she is naturally the first class of the first, and she also knows her future fate, in order to make her life better, she works hard to learn her talents.

By chance, her teacher took a fancy to her singing and dancing qualifications and accepted her as a disciple, so she got rid of her existing destiny, didn't have to make a living by laughing, and served those well-dressed and dignified people night and night.

Under the careful cultivation of her teacher and her own efforts, in just a few years of hard work, she broke out as the first dancer in Kansai.

But she still can't get rid of a word, even if she doesn't sell her body, with the name of her teacher, no one dares to use force on her in Kansai, but in the eyes of others, she is still branded with the mark of prostitution.

This time the court held a palace song and dance feast, in order to get rid of the shameful trace, she was invited by the court, determined to win the first place with the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and won the reputation of the world's first dancer.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, she teamed up with her sister Yang Yuhuan, and she was full of confidence, but after hearing Yang Ping'an's song "Farewell", her firm confidence was shaken.

And her previous offensive behavior of wanting to get away with her past was just based on the conditioned reflex she had developed over the years of wandering among men, just to not offend the powerful and powerful, but also not to be harmed by the other party.

"Childe, for the sake of the slave family's sincerity, take pity on the slave family, help the slave family." As he spoke, Xie Aman came to Yang Ping'an, his legs were weak, and he seemed to kneel down in front of him.

Yang Ping'an hurriedly helped her up and sat her down, his brows furrowed and his eyes flickered,

What the other party said was so pitiful, he couldn't bear to listen to it, and it didn't hurt to help her once, but what tracks should I give her?

He was thinking hard here, but he didn't notice Xie Aman, who was sobbing with tears on his face, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past,

Xiaolou had another east wind last night, and the country could not bear to look back at the moonlight,

The carved jade masonry should still be there, but the face has changed,

Ask how much sorrow you can have, it is just a river of spring water flowing eastward. ”

After a while, this song "Poppy Beauty" by Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was sung from his mouth, in addition to "Poppy Beauty", there was also a poem "Going to the West Building Alone Without a Word", which was also a poem from Li Yu's head, and sang it to Xie Aman.

"I really don't know how to compose music, this is all when I was young, I listened to the old man next door sing a lot, and I learned it myself."

In fact, there is no old man, but it is indeed when he was young, he listened to Teresa Teng sing a lot and learned it by himself.

In his mind, Teresa Teng's singing voice in that era should still be a little more acceptable to the ancients, but Xie Aman listened to him singing, and couldn't help muttering in his heart,

This singing is too nondescript, isn't it?

If it weren't for the performance style of the three peerless girls in Yanshi, which was somewhat similar to Yang Ping'an's singing at the moment, she would have suspected that she was seen through by Yang Ping'an and fooled by the latter.

However, these two words do have a beautiful context, if you can find the composer and everyone compose a song again, if the time comes, it will definitely move the Quartet.

Thinking of this, Xie Aman finally concluded that this is Yang Ping'an's true level, his understanding of music and rhythm does not match the mainstream, and belongs to the non-mainstream category.

As for the old man next door in Yang Ping'an's mouth, he lied to the ghost,

Ordered someone to recuperate in a room in Yang Ping'an's row, Xie Aman took a pen and paper and wrote the two poems on paper, the handwriting was beautiful and powerful,

"Your Excellency." After a while, Feng Sanniang, who had arranged Yang Ping'an's accommodation, turned back, "Do you want your subordinates to send someone to Yanshi to check the details of Yang An, your subordinates always feel that something is wrong with him." ”

Tian Cewei has always been cautious in doing things, and now he is at a critical juncture, and he can't afford to make a mistake, Yanshi is less than half a day's journey from Luoyang, and Xie Aman has already recognized that Yang An is the owner of the Ping'an Inn in Yanshi City, and it is easy to find out his details.

It stands to reason that Feng Sanniang's suggestion is normal, but Xie Aman didn't know why, so he said casually: "This is slow in advance, wait for me to find an opportunity to report this matter to the Lord, the Lord has decided, Sanniang, you take a look at these two poems first." ”

Feng Sanniang stepped forward and carefully read "Yu Beauty" and "Going to the West Building Alone Without a Word", and after a while, her face was radiant, and she said happily: "Congratulations, my lord, I got two good words, but I don't know where the score is." ”

Scores, forget it,

"I'm going to ask a famous artist to recompose these two lyrics."

"But in this way, it takes a lot of time, and I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with the Mid-Autumn Festival even if it is rehearsal time."

Xie Aman smiled slightly, and folded it into his arms: "Sanniang, do you really think that I pin all my hopes on that Yang An." ”

She did this, first of all, because of the three unique girls, and secondly, according to the quality of the lyrics and songs composed by Yang An, and compared them with the repertoire that she had prepared for a long time, so as to decide what kind of repertoire to choose on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, Yang Ping'an's two words are good words, but the tune is too alternative and not suitable for performing in the Mid-Autumn Festival, not to mention that these two words are suitable for solo singing and dancing, and she has to take into account Yang Yuhuan's feelings.

After three days of recuperating in Xie Mansion, Yang Ping'an was once again amazed at the efficacy of Xie Aman's unique wound medicine, and the wound had begun to scar in just three days.

In the afternoon, he had just woken up from a nap, and received a notice from Xie Fu's subordinates, saying that Xie Aman had summoned him in the side hall.

When he saw Xie Aman again, Xie Aman's face was a little more dignified and a little less shy, and he sat there showing a steadiness that did not match his age.

"See Miss."

"Your injuries have not healed yet, there is no need to be so polite, Yang An, let me ask you, are you willing to be my side guard now and protect me."

"When the young lady enters the palace to perform, does she also need to be protected by her side?"

"Hehe, Yang An, you really want to blend into the palace." Xie Aman chuckled lightly and frowned slightly, "It seems that you still miss those three peerless girls." ”

Yang Ping'an didn't answer, the misunderstanding was misunderstood, as long as he could enter the palace,

"Am I like a cloud compared to those three peerless women?" Xie Aman's tone was tinged with resentment, and seeing that Yang Ping'an still avoided answering, he said helplessly: "Okay, for the sake of your deep affection for her, as long as you do one thing for me, I will promise to take you into the palace on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Yang Ping'an's heart tightened: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Send a message."