Dong Wen glanced at him, and said slowly: "Can you have something exciting?" You always talk about these bad street stories, don't you get tired of it? ”

was pointed at in public by a girl, and the crowd was naturally unhappy.

"Where did the wild girl come from, do you know the rules?"

"Where did it come from? What does it have to do with you? Dong Wenxiu said lightly.

I don't know why, everyone looked at this girl with a face, but they felt that she had the breath of a child of the rivers and lakes, and that informal temperament made them a little fascinated.

I'm used to seeing embroidered pillows, and it's quite appetizing to have a small pepper once in a while.

Xiang Ling hid in the door, she was dumbfounded, Miss...... You don't want to go out and be embarrassed anymore.

Tong Weiwei: "Embroidery, it's not suitable for those boudoir ladies at all, her lively temperament should go to the end of the world with a sword." ”

Tong Weiwei's soft voice made Xiang Ling feel very disgusted, she said: "Weiwei girl, my girl is not without a father and a mother, why do you want to wander the world?" ”

Tong Weiwei couldn't argue with her, so he had to smile slightly.

Xiang Ling was secretly happy in his heart, hum, let you talk more!

Miss, are you in charge of it?

What an unhappy Xiang Ling, when he returned home, his wife must praise herself.

Outside, Dong Wenxiu is probably already a "circle fan" with strength.

There were a lot of people in front of her, most of them were middle-aged men in their thirty-fours, and they talked about the things of the north and the south, some of which Dong Wenxiu had never heard of, and some of which they had never heard of. At this moment, everyone was happy, and the storyteller had to step down silently.

If this girl is here in the future, I am afraid that I will not even be able to keep my job. His flashing resentment Dong Wenxiu caught a glimpse, and her heart seemed to be suddenly stung.

This storyteller is a white-faced scholar, and it is not easy to eat in this restaurant at a young age, so she couldn't bear it, so she said: "That son, please stay!" ”

The white-faced scholar was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, he was a little disgusted.

Is this to make a fool of him to his face? She's been in the limelight for a while, but what about after she's gone? What should I do? Who will listen to their own storytelling?

Dong Wenxiu saw that he was a little hesitant, so he stepped forward. He saluted him again, and said with a smile: "I just listened to Gongzi's story, and it is quite imposing, I wonder if Gongzi can teach him skills with him?" ”

Everyone sighed, how can a girl's family still prefer this set?

The white-faced scholar saw that her eyes were sincere, not like she was deliberately trying to embarrass herself, and he slowly let go of those prejudices in his heart.

"Girl, it's just a casual remark below. There's no trick to speak of! The white-faced scholar said lightly.

"Little lady, why do you bother him? If you say something better than him, you don't have to be embarrassed. Someone said.

Dong Wenxiu shook his head and said, "It's not right!" ”

"How so?"

"When this little boy came to the stage, he said that it was a lot of saliva, and if I were to go up, I was afraid that I would be so shaky that I couldn't say a word. This shows that the foundation and ink under the foundation are indeed inferior to this son's. Dong Wenxiu smiled slightly.

The white-faced scholar was a little surprised, was she speaking for herself?

"Girl, why don't you two have a partner! One came to the stage to say, and the other was here chatting with everyone. ”

"That's right, wouldn't it be perfect if you both played to your strengths?"

Everyone, you and I say one sentence, Dong Wenxiu thinks it seems that this is not bad!

Xiang Ling is a little worried! When it's over, Miss doesn't really want to stay in Kyoto to be a storyteller, is she? If Mrs. knows about this, then don't you have to worry about death?

The white-faced scholar is not very handsome, but his pure eyes can immediately attract people's eyes.

Dong Wenxiu felt that he was about to crash into his eyes, what a pair of moving eyes!

"Everyone, be quiet!" Dong Wenxiu shouted.

Because of her loud voice and powerful power, the noisy crowd immediately fell silent.

"Ahem, ahem, you continue to eat at the bar. I'm going to talk to this son! Dong Wenxiu said.

"Cut! You two husbands sing with their wives, or when we are transparent? ”

"Isn't the little lady in love with others? But don't, look at me, I look like a talent, and I'm a good hand at selling pork. ”

"Come on, you still want to marry a daughter-in-law with a few catties of pork, go home and put a pillow high and go to sleep!"

"Hahaha!"

"Eating wine, there is nothing more important than eating wine!"

After shouting for a while, everyone sat down to drink, and said whatever they wanted, anyway, this storyteller is just an ornament.

When it comes to having fun, who remembers that there was a storyteller?

So they don't blame Dong Wenxiu for "abducting" people and running away, continue to drink, this little lady likes to play, just play.

In the backyard of the restaurant, Dong Wenxiu stopped the white-faced scholar.

When the white-faced scholar saw that there was no one around, his face turned red unconsciously.

"Girl, please respect yourself!" The white-faced scholar said.

"Poof! Do you think I'm going to scare you? Dong Wenxiu couldn't help but feel that he was a little naïve.

"It's fine."

"What's your name?" Dong Wenxiu asked again.

The white-faced scholar has never met such a big and unruly woman, he felt that she was a little "rude" for a while, where did a girl stop people from asking her name as soon as she came up? She's a strange existence too!

Dong Wenxiu smiled, the white teeth seemed to be so white that they could reflect light.

"What about you? Little boy? Dong Wenxiu smiled again, talking to him, there was really no pressure, and he was still a little proud in his heart.

"Girl, please respect yourself! While there is no one now, the girl should leave as soon as possible. The white-faced scholar said again.

"I'm not afraid, are you afraid?"

Even if you are a weak man, your dignity cannot be violated at will, right?

"What's there to fear?" The white-faced scholar said.

"Then why don't you tell me what your name is?"

Dong Wenxiu was determined to ask people's names, and this ruffian appearance made the white-faced scholar feel stunned.

"I can't sleep."

Dong Wenxiu's mouth widened, and her unbelievable appearance could almost scare people.

The white-faced scholar waved his hand in front of her, and said, "Girl, what's wrong?" But the name scares you? ”

Dong Wenxiu shook his head desperately, and then looked at him carefully.

"Can't sleep? Aren't you sleepy? Dong Wenxiu asked leisurely.

"Huh?"

The white-faced scholar didn't know what she meant, but his instinct was that she was making fun of herself.

"I mean, don't you feel tired when you can't sleep at night?" Dong Wenxiu covered her mouth and smiled, her starry eyes seemed to be dotted with starlight.

"Girl, you!"

The white-faced scholar seemed a little angry, her parents had obtained her name, and they had placed good expectations on her, how could she laugh at her own name?

Seeing that his face changed, Dong Wenxiu immediately put away the smile on his face, and said, "Ahem, Yan Gongzi, I didn't mean to make fun of your name, I'm sorry!" ”

Her eyebrows were lowered, and there seemed to be a flash of loss.

The man's husband, if the girl said sorry and continued to pursue it, it would be a small belly chicken intestine, so he didn't say anything after the banquet.

"Young Master Yan, your name is very good." Dong Wenxiu added again, although it was a little laughable, but the banquet boy had already felt her sincerity.

"No problem!"

"You're so nice!" Dong Wenxiu smiled again, her touching smile appeared again, and the white-faced scholar realized that he was distracted......

"Girl, you'd better get out of here. Lonely men and widows are indeed a little inappropriate. Yan Bu said again.

"Afraid of what? Anyway, no one knows me in Kyoto, so even if I lose my face, what does it matter? ”

"This!"

"Don't do this, Yan Gongzi, let's just have a discussion. Just now when I saw you talking outside, it was yours in the south and the north, the best in the world! Why did you get off the stage and become so cringe? Dong Wenxiu quipped.

"Girl, this is an inspiration!" Yan Bu said sleeplessly.

"I don't care how you feel! As far as I'm concerned, men who don't dare to face gossip are all cowards! Dong Wenxiu said again.

Only then did I realize that this woman still had such a strong side.

He smiled slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, now that I know the name, Yan Gongzi, let's see you again, oh no, maybe it's indefinite!"

Dong Wenxiu threw a wink at him, and then turned to leave.

The banquet is still her sentence in my mind, and there will be no time in the future!

He stood stupidly in place, and it wasn't until the shopkeeper came over and poked him that he came back to his senses.

Looking around, the girl was gone.

"Young Master Yan, what are you looking at?" The shopkeeper asked.

Yan Bumei shook his head, and walked past Xiao Er without saying a word.

Xiao Er felt a little inexplicable, and said in a low voice: "Is this a demon of Yan Gongzi?" ”

Dong Wenxiu did not return to those who were eating, but walked straight to the door of the restaurant.

She looked at the cold sunlight, her eyes a little misty. She is most afraid of this kind of weather, whether the sun is going to be warm or not, looking at it is worrying!

Stretch your waist and move your muscles first. She caught a cold after being pushed into the water that night, and now she is just getting better, and her health is the most important thing.

If she knew which little slut pushed her into the water, she would definitely beat him up!

A calculating aunt who dares to calculate openly? You kid also ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall!

I was a little angry, but I was soon overwhelmed by the bustle and bustle of Kyoto.

Xiang Ling didn't come out, which was what she was most happy about. She didn't like it when someone was babbling in her ear, she would think it was a swarm of wasps flying around her!

Walking on the crowded Chang'an Street, she felt comfortable physically and mentally, and the whole person was refreshed.