Chapter 12: The Peerless Prostitute

In the melodious sound of string orchestras, the curtain of the atrium was slowly opened, and two maids each carried a moon lamp, surrounded by a stunning beauty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The two pale white moon lamps reflected her delicate body and shone brightly, adding a little more sparkle and charm to her beauty.

That stunning beauty is Shang Xiufang.

"This beauty is really good at creating an atmosphere."

Shen Cheng said in his heart, standing in his position, he could clearly hear the sound of the surrounding crowd gasping. Even the middle-aged man in the green shirt who had been drinking stopped at all, and in the entire hall, whether it was a man or a woman, he couldn't take his eyes off this famous prostitute who turned all beings upside down.

Although he was used to seeing beautiful women in later generations, Shen Cheng had to admit that it was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman as this Shang Xiaoniu.

If you insist on comparing the beauties of later generations, this big beauty is a little more beautiful than Li Jiaxin who is at the peak of her appearance, and unlike Li Jiaxin, she has a misty and mysterious beauty.

Lin Pingzhi pushed Shen Cheng with some excitement, and said in a low voice: "Cheng Shao, this time I didn't come in vain, I have to see this moving beauty, tsk, I don't know which blessed man can spend a good night with her?" ā€

"I don't know, but...... Anyway, it's not going to be you. Shen Cheng said angrily.

At this time, the originally melodious sound of wind music suddenly changed, and Shang Xiufang, who was dressed in plain yellow Luo clothes and light green shawl, waved her cloud sleeves and sang and danced unexpectedly.

Through the ultra-clear **** camera, all sailors can clearly see that this beautiful woman in Jinghua has no fat powder on her beautiful and moving face, but her eyebrows are picturesque, clear and moving, and she looks thousands of times better than any heavy makeup.

Like Lin Pingzhi, the sailors in the live broadcast room were also stunned.

"66666666, what a beautiful woman!"

", if Beibi's appearance can score 90 points, this is still a big beauty can't score 200 points?"

"If this can let me kiss Fangze, I am willing to reduce my life by 10 years!"

"Ditto! I would like to reduce my life by 11 years! ā€

"Anchor, don't you like such a big beauty? Do you have to be cheap Kou Zhong? ā€

"Lick the screen, no one will stop me!"

Even Tuesday Ke posted a barrage: "What a beautiful girl, Anchor Shen, I support you to win her, I think you can show your talent in music?" ā€

Shen Cheng smiled bitterly: "Thank you Erke beauty for your support, it's just ...... I don't really have any musical cells. It's that this body can play the guqin a few times, but it's also an amateur. ā€

"It's okay, just talk to her about music, and I'll teach you." Tuesday Ke was sending a barrage quickly.

……

In the lingering and sympathetic music, Shang Meiren's singing voice sounded leisurely: "Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, the past is green and now, even if the long strip seems to hang down, it should also climb the hands of others. ā€

Shang Da Beauty's singing voice exudes an indescribable sexiness and laziness, which has a heart-warming clarity and charm. Everyone seemed to see a singer who was abandoned by a negative son and had tears in her eyes, and they were moved by it.

"Willow branches, Fangfei Festival, hated to give parting every year. A leaf suddenly reports autumn with the wind, even if you come to the fold. ā€

The lyrics are sweet and charming, and the singing voice is tactful and seductive, which introduces everyone present into a strange realm of music, and they can't extricate themselves for a long time.

A song is the end.

The music stopped.

After a long time, the audience burst into thunderous applause, unconsciously exclamating and praising them.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt sitting next to Shen Cheng praised loudly: "This song should only be in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world." I don't know, who wrote this song? ā€

Shang Xiufang gently lowered her head, revealing a slender pink item as graceful as a swan, and replied softly: "Mr. Liu, please don't laugh, this song was created by the concubine." ā€

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu nodded and said: "I guessed a long time ago that Miss Shang is both talented and beautiful, and if she is worthy of her name, Liu admires and admires it." ā€

Shang Xiufang said softly: "Xiufang is just an axe in the class, when it comes to lyrics, Mr. Liu is the grandmaster, 'I want to be a beautiful woman, I look forward to the makeup building, I miss a few times, and the sky knows the boat' Xianyin Miaolun is nothing more than that." ā€

As soon as Shang Xiufang's words came out, Shen Cheng couldn't help but be taken aback, could it be that this half-drunk middle-aged man turned out to be Liu Yong, who was 'ordered to fill in the words'?

"6666, I followed the anchor and saw a great god."

"The famous Liu Sanchang, idol!"

"Isn't the anchor going to have a drink with him?"

At this time, not far away, another middle-aged man in a dark shirt stood up and arched his hand: "In the Year of the Turtle of Xiali, I have to hear the fairy voice of the girl Shang, how can I be lucky?" ā€

Shang Xiufang's beautiful eyes swirled on Li Guinian's face, and said happily: "Your Excellency is the Li Daguan who is 'the good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and the season of falling flowers is a gentleman'?" ā€

I have to admit that this peerless beauty is not only articulate, but also deeply understands the way to please people, and praises it kindly without traces, and is worthy of a famous prostitute who has traveled all over the country.

……

Shang Xiufang and Li Guinian talked for a while, swayed their delicate bodies, and walked back to the stage.

"Tears wet Qiluo, and the young man has a lot of grace. At the beginning, the sisters made it clear that they should not be sincere to him. Thinking about it carefully, it's okay to understand it lightly. The cave room is deep, the emptiness is quiet, and the body and mind are lonely. When you come, you must pray, and you will be young and young. Light and uniform makeup, less circumference, just for Wuling is slim. The snow on the chest, biting from the king, I am afraid that the daughter will buy a laugh. ā€

The voice is tactful, and the lyrics are even more charming, so even Shen Cheng, who is not very interested in ancient songs, can listen to it a little. Lin Pingzhi beside him was even more stunned.

The sailors on the barrage were also dumbfounded, and it took a long time before someone posted a barrage and frantically brushed up 6.

"666666, good, good!"

"It's a pity that such a big beauty lacks a bosom friend, it's a pity that the old man is not there, otherwise he will sing the most dazzling national style to harmonize with her!"

"The Most Dazzling National Style 23333......"

"The vast end of the world is my love, the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains, what kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of song is the most cheerful ......"

"My whole body trembled when I sang upstairs......"

"The anchor sings the most dazzling national style, if you don't sing, we will unsubscribe!"

"That's right, the anchor sings quickly, maybe Shang Meiren will look at you differently!"

"Don't be funny, if I really sang the most dazzling national style, don't think about retreating today, I have to be beaten to death by the fan group of Shang Meiren." Shen Cheng hurriedly shirked it.

At this moment, He Zudao, who was beside him, suddenly let out a low sigh. Reaching out and smoothing the chessboard on the table. I saw that the chessboard and chess pieces that were originally three points into the wood disappeared without a trace under his caressing, and the entire table was as smooth as ever.

Shang Xiufang finished singing, bowed slightly elegantly, and then was pestered by Li Guinian and everyone in the audience to discuss Hu Lelai.

Taking advantage of this time, Shen Cheng asked He Zudao in a low voice: "The spring on the stage is infinitely beautiful, why is Brother He sighing?" ā€

He Zudao replied in a low voice: "It's not her, it's not her after all." In the voice, infinite loss is projected.

After all, it was not good to ask again, Shen Cheng comforted He Zudao, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it himself.

Suddenly, Liu Yong, who was sitting on the side, said in surprise: "Pei Ju? How did the busy man get here? ā€

"Pei Ju?"

Shen Cheng almost didn't choke on the drink, and hurriedly raised his head, only to see an elegant-looking middle-aged scribe sitting cross-legged in front of the coffee table not far from him, quietly closing his eyes and listening. It's as if you're listening to the wonderful story of the Year of the Turtle. Sensing Shen Cheng's gaze, he opened his eyes and smiled at him, his eyes seemed to be full of infinite wisdom.

In his heart, he couldn't help but be alarmed, just at these eyes, he dared to pack a ticket, this person is the great virtuous monk he met during the day, and he is also the famous evil king Shi Zhixuan of the Jianghu people.

Not far away, Shang Xiufang said: "Hu Shenzhi once said in the Book of Music: Hu Le, Qiuzi, Shule, Gaochang, Tianzhu are also musical. Xiufang felt that although these Hu music could not be compared to the long-standing music of our Middle Earth, it could be used as a reference. Cai Wenji, a talented woman in this dynasty, once adapted Hu Le's changes into qin music, and Hu Ji's eighteen beats were also sung for a while. ā€