They took a deep breath and told themselves that they had practiced so many times before, and that they should dance well even if they didn't have their brains on stage.

Several people stood in their own formation.

All the instruments over there are ready.

"It whetted my appetite."

These girls were not wearing ordinary skirts, but white skirts, with hollow carved flowers on the skirt, and the patterns were intricate, like a fine piece of porcelain.

Seeing that the eyes of everyone in the audience were attracted to them, they felt nervous but excited when they stood on the stage.

"Three, two, one."

The guzheng sounded, giving people a feeling that spring is coming and everything is recovering, and people can listen to it comfortably.

The little girls did not have very complicated movements at first, but used a freeze-frame way to show the growth of all things.

Suddenly, all the instruments joined in, and the song section began.

"A kind of acacia flower floats freely and flows artesian......"*

This kind of melody is different from the tunes heard in ancient times.

Everyone will be surprised that Xu Shu has expected it a long time ago.

Sure enough, many people put down the chopsticks in their hands and listened attentively to the singing of a few little girls on the stage.

The rhythm is bright, the dance moves are crisp but beautiful, and the most important thing is that each of these little girls is very good-looking.

It's not like any green building or other restaurants, only the first one is good-looking, and the others are all used to make up the numbers, but this group of little girls are all good-looking, and they are pleasing to the eye.

And there are a few of them that look like little girls, and they make people feel cute when they look at them.

Xu Shu looked at everyone's reactions with satisfaction.

After the performance, a few straightforward guests stood up and cheered.

Xu Shu was directly relieved.

In fact, she herself was a little worried, but after all, she had to behave calmly in front of the little girls to make them not so nervous.

"Okay, good, good......"

A fat-headed and big-eared man stood up and said a few good words, his eyes glued to the girls on the stage.

Not to mention Xu Shu, even girls who have never seen the world know that this kind of look is not a good thing.

"Where's the shopkeeper?" The man said in a loud voice.

As soon as Xu Shu saw the silent appearance of everyone, he knew that this person was not a good stubble.

It's no wonder that Wang Yan, the only son of Nancheng Taishou, who dares to say anything.

Xu Shu has been doing business here for so long, and it is the first time he has seen this son of the notorious Nancheng Taishou.

Looks like it was the idea of her girls.

She greeted her with a veil.

Although the figure is attractive, he does not show his face in the end.

Wang Yan stared at her for a while, and directly threw a gold ingot.

Xu Shu was holding the gold he threw over in his arms, and his voice was cold, "What does Childe mean by this?" ”

Wang Yan didn't hide it, "Let these girls serve me, and I'm going upstairs when I say that." ”

Looking at this style, you know that she is the master who often goes to the Qinglou, thinking that the first floor of her world is also that kind of place.

"I'm sorry, our girl doesn't pick up customers."

Wang Yan's footsteps paused, "What do you mean, it's Qingqi?" ”

The girl who only sells art and doesn't accept customers is called Qingqi, of course, it's not really that she doesn't accept customers, but in the end she will only sell to one person, and it's worth a lot of money.

When Xu Shu heard him say this, he felt sick in his heart.

Does a slightly prettier girl have to be a prostitute if she sings and dances?

The update is over~~

*: "Wing Chun", lyrics: Hua Jingjing, composer: Ho Liang, original singer: Qiduo

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