Chapter 232: Selling Yourself to Bury Your Father!
Downstairs in Baixiang, a beautiful girl dressed in white, wearing a white cloak and holding a pipa, was bowing her head and singing.
Beautiful and moving music, flowing from her fingertips, lips, and teeth, makes people feel happy and moved.
Beside her, there was a sign that read: Funeral Sister for Performing Arts.
After a while, the girl in white surrounded the audience, listening to the beautiful and moving music, and admiring the girl's elegant and moving appearance.
"Little girl, are you planning to sell yourself to bury your mother?"
"Are you ashamed? If you don't know how to read, don't come here to be embarrassed, it's clearly written that it's an entertainer and a funeral sister. ”
A young man dressed in Sven next to him corrected.
The girl lowered her head, there was no interface, and even the eyes full of autumn water had no emotion at all, but her fingers were still skillfully playing the pipa, and she was singing sad tunes in her mouth.
"Let's let, let's let!"
At this moment, a man's rude voice came from outside the crowd.
The girl's hand playing the pipa was subconsciously tense, only to hear the sound of "pop", the strings of the pipa were broken, and the girl's face also showed a look of panic.
At this time, a road had already split in the crowd, and a man in a black mango fur jacket walked in from that road with a few followers.
The man is tall and very burly, and his face is not good-looking, nor ugly, it is just an ordinary face.
But a pair of eyes are full of obscene light, and at first glance, they are in the state of soaking in the gentle country of women all year round.
He looks at people with a gaze that seems to be in perspective, which makes people feel uncomfortable without clothes on their bodies.
The man stepped forward a few steps, pointed to the sign on the ground, and read, "Sell yourself to bury your father!" ”
As soon as the man's voice fell, the crowd next to him erupted in laughter.
However, the laughter stopped abruptly at the moment it broke out, and all of them, almost at the same time, covered their cracked mouths with the same action, and then after being stunned for two seconds, all of them turned around and flew away as if they had made an appointment.
The people around the man all looked at him with some apprehension.
If these people dare to laugh at their fourth master in normal times, then their fourth master will definitely be furious and not give that person good fruit to eat.
But at this moment, Bai Lixuan, the fourth master, didn't seem to be angry at all, he just looked at the beautiful girl kneeling on the ground with his eyes, and there was light in his eyes.
Bai Lixuan walked over, lifted the girl's face, and asked, "What's your name?" ”
The girl's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but she still said softly: "Uncle Hui, the little woman's name is Bai Meixiang, and she is an artist to bury her sister, not to bury her father." ”
Bai Lixuan let go of the hand pinching her chin, waved his hand, and said: "It's the same for my sister and my father, my grandfather has taken a fancy to you, you get up, you don't have to perform here, go back with your master." ”
Bai Meixiang was slightly stunned, then blinked her big ignorant eyes and asked, "Does Uncle want to listen to the little girl play the piano?" ”。
Bai Lixuan's heart was itching, where did he want to listen to what to play the pipa, but since the other party asked so, he nodded and smiled: "Yes, yes, you play the piano very well, instead of kneeling here to perform, it is better to sell it to the master, the master is much richer than the onlookers just now, as long as you play well and win the favor of the master, the master promises that you can bury your sister today." ”