Rough dance steps, clumsy movements, Renaissance twists.

Accompanied by the mourning music that can only be found at the funeral, it forms an eerie picture.

And yet people are having fun.

Because, it's a whole new form of entertainment.

It's trendy! It's high society! It's entertainment for all!

"Get high! Get high! Get high! Get high! ”

The mourning leader in charge of presiding over began to shout again.

Lihengben is a villager from Youli Village.

Only the family helped, and was able to enter the city.

Become a glorious blacksmith apprentice in the city.

In the past few years in Guangyou City, he has been diligent day and night and studied hard.

Finally, under the blacksmith master, he made a name for himself and gradually learned the real skills.

Now when you go out, others will call me "Brother Heng".

Brother Heng heard that there was a new thing in the city recently.

It's fashionable, it's trendy, it's news.

In short, it's very upscale.

He, as a man who sooner or later will become a blacksmith in Guangyou City.

As a young man who pursues art all the time.

How can you not go to this kind of place and observe a thing or two?

At first, he refused to let Brother Heng come to this kind of place.

Because someone can't say that this place is trendy, he is trendy.

He needs to verify, probe, and confirm before he can be sure that others are not lying.

In order to verify for himself, what step he finally took and entered this completely new field!

Upon entering the ballroom this strange building façade.

Brother Heng was stunned!

This, this, isn't this a ring of wooden fences outside the cowshed!

I don't know, I thought a group of animals were grazing inside!

Take a closer look.

Awkward, Turtle Turtle X2!

The people in it are all high society!

Aunt Wang who buys tofu, Xi Shi who sells scallion pancakes, and Uncle Wang next door who sells steamed buns......

Oh, my God!

And the legendary post man who feeds the horses!

Upclass, too upclass!

Like the people I come into contact with on a daily basis, they are either beggars with broken legs who transport coal mines, or old farmers in patch clothes, who make farm tools day and night......

As a result, I saw so many upper-class people gathered together at once today!

The ballroom, it's amazing!

"Get high! Get high! Get high! ”

Hear the broken gong voice on the stage, presiding over the overall situation.

Brother Heng is excited again!

No, it won't!

No way!

Ju, it's him!

That only the legendary heavyweight existence exists - Ah Bing, who sells coffins!

Known as the [Death Hymn] - Brother Bing!

And the brother behind him, isn't it the death singing team that is popular all over the city!

Commonly known as: funeral!

Agitated.

So excited!

As soon as I entered the dance hall, I saw so many celebrities.

This, is this the meeting place of high society?

It's so ~~~ fan!

Immediately, Brother Heng writhed along with the music and the dance steps of the scholar and the strong.

I'm so excited!!

Under the leadership of the top mourner, Brother Heng immediately indulged in it.

In the blink of an eye, the sky is about to dawn.

The morning glow fell on Brother Heng's haggard face full of happiness.

At this moment, he felt that he had reached the end of his life!

However, the peak of the peak means that the ebb and tide are coming.

Brother Heng, who came to his senses, quickly discovered several problems.

If you don't find these problems, Brother Heng will always be addicted to this.

But once you find it, it's like seeing an ink dot on a blank piece of paper, which can't be ignored no matter what, and even the black ink dot is invisible, getting bigger and bigger until it occupies the entire blank paper.

Finally, Brother Heng, who couldn't bear it, rushed to the front of the [Death Hymn].

"Brother Bing, this dance hall is really amazing! But there are three things I don't understand, can you explain one or two things for me? ”

"Say...... Say ......"

The [Death Hymn], who had been shouting all night, had a haggard face like a skeleton, and his throat was already smoking, but he was still in high spirits and kept pouring wine into his mouth.

"Then I'll be blunt......"

In order to make his question clearer, Brother Heng leaned close to the ear of the death hymn and asked clearly.

"Why do you keep shouting the words 'Hi Up' and repeating them back and forth?"

"You know...... You know what! You...... Do you know how I came up with the idea for this ballroom? ”

"I don't know ......"

"It's modeled after someone else's dance hall structure!"

…… Is it really okay for you to be so honest!

Brother Heng suddenly became more sober, and cold sweat overflowed slightly on his forehead.

"So, does that have anything to do with you shouting [Hi up] all the time??"

"Nonsense, of course there is a connection! Because when I was stealing a teacher, I only learned this sentence!! ”

The [Death Hymn] who drank high, his voice suddenly rose a level, but no one cared at all.

“……”

Are you serious?!

Brother Heng wiped the cold sweat that kept overflowing from his forehead.

"Then, why does the whole dance hall, from late night to early morning, sing only one tune back and forth......

"Because when I stole the teacher, there was only one song over there, and we would do it!!"

Na, Nani?!

"Then, then may I ask again, why, why are everyone's dancing moves exactly the same?"

"Because I steal the teacher's teacher, I only learn such a move!!"

Kneel for you!!

Brother Heng felt that his worldview had been strongly impacted!

Fantasy high society, how can this be!

The truth, how can it be so cruel.

It turns out that everything is ...... It's all a fake!!

"So, where can you find a truly authentic dance hall?"

"Go ahead! When I went to the faraway city of Benthus, I learned all my ballroom skills from the dance hall there! I can still drink! I can still drink! Get high! Get high! Get high! ”

Wake up!

Penth City is right next door to us!

It's only half a day's hike!

Brother Heng couldn't help but hold his forehead and close his eyes, feeling that he needed to be quiet.

And he didn't notice when he closed his eyes.

A line of blood and tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Brother Heng felt as if his surroundings had quieted down.

This made him wonder.

When he opened his eyes.

Everything around, nothing has changed.

People who should be hi are still hi.

It's just him, but he can't hear the sound anymore.

It wasn't that everyone was quiet, but that I couldn't hear the sound.

Then it's fine.

It's okay!!

"Brother Bing! Brother Bing! I can't seem to hear it anymore! I can't seem to hear ......."

Brother Heng grabbed Brother Bing's shoulder next to him and shook it desperately.

However, the moment Brother Bing turned around.

Brother Heng's eyes suddenly widened, and a chill hit, and the whole person was cold from head to toe, and he froze instantly.

I saw Brother Bing's eyes, which were red.

Thick blood overflowed from Brother Bing's eyes, like a fountain, endlessly!

"Bing, Brother Bing?! Eyes, eyes, your eyes ......"

"Eyes? What's wrong with the eyes, the eyes are fine! I can still be hi, hi, hi, hi! Get high! Get high! Get high! ”

No, it's not a matter of getting high, it's your eyes that are bloody......