"That's just right, it's better than you, and it's absolutely glamorous." Fu Shiyu threw a peanut in his mouth.

Looking at the white and chubby peanuts left in his hand, his face suddenly changed.

The peanuts in the mouth, swallowing are not, and not swallowing.

Just as his face was ugly and tangled.

The man's voice came again: "This time it is soft, and the men will compete." ”

"Since ancient times, men have given people the impression of masculinity, but men must not only have masculinity, but also have a feminine posture."

"Some people should have heard of the merciful son of Shuoyue Huaimenglou, who has occupied the list of the most beautiful beauties in Shuoyue for several years as a man, and has fascinated thousands of boys and girls."

"He is masculine and feminine."

"The requirements of this competition, the men dance a dance, ask the ten participating restaurants, decide the contestants as soon as possible, and the competition will start after half a pillar of incense."

This time, before the man's voice could completely fall, there was a roar among the people.

The cheers, the laughter, almost broke through the sky.

In contrast, the pergola to which the ten restaurants belong is eerily quiet.

Let a big man be more beautiful than he is, but also dance.

Which immoral person came up with this trick?

Yun Lingxi and the others looked at Lianchen with subtle expressions.

How would the man feel if he knew that the new moon Oiran was here?

Lianchen gave Yun Lingxi a graceful look, and gently shook the folding fan, but the son was as beautiful as jade: "Look at the young master and crush them for a while." ”

The shopkeeper slipped over at some point and rubbed his hands with a smile in his eyes: "Everyone, have you chosen who will be more feminine?" ”

These people, not to mention the man and woman who are not as beautiful as real people.

For the rest, pull one out at will, and it will definitely crush other restaurants.

Whether you can dance or not is another matter, that beauty is absolutely overwhelming.

Besides, it's a fantasy that a man can dance.

Therefore, he felt that the first village of this conference, he Yangxi Village won steadily.

When Fu Shiyu and the others heard the shopkeeper's words, they immediately retreated in unison, leaving the space to Pian Chen.

"He goes, competes for the Oiran, he cooks."

The shopkeeper looked at the beautiful and indistinguishable pity, and smiled even more happily: "This lord, please go with me to change your dance clothes." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the mercy dust and walked out.

Lianchen was grabbed by the shopkeeper, and looked at Fu Shiyu and the others with a smile.

Qingluan watched his figure disappear into the pergola, blinked, and turned his head to look at Qin Ming: "Childe can dance?" ”

Qin Ming shook his head stunned.

Childe is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but dancing, as if he knows nine out of ten.

Fu Shiyu's eyes widened: "He can't dance?" How did you become an Oiran if you couldn't dance? ”

Yun Lingxi raised his hand to support his forehead: "Who stipulated that the Oiran must be able to dance?" ”

Compared with the United States, Lianchen definitely takes the first place.

But add to that dancing......

Hehe, let's pray that no one else will jump.

Dugu Wu dragged his chin and glanced at the other nine pergolas: "However, it is a person who has been an oiran, and the appearance and posture of Pian Chen, can be more beautiful than a few movements." ”

Mo Yechen hugged the snow ball and fed it dried beef strips elegantly and gently.

There was a smile between his clear eyebrows and eyes.

Yun Lingxi looked at the snow ball in the beauty's arms, and kindly didn't throw it to Yinxue.

It's rare that her beauty is so interested, so let it have more nests.

While laughing, a few drums came.

The noisy people instantly fell silent, and they all stared at the stage excitedly.

On the stage, the man who spoke just now stood in the middle and said with a smile on his face: "First, the contestants from Lanting Village are on the stage." ”

As the words fell, a teenager slowly stepped onto the stage from the side.

He has a delicate appearance, and he has a clean and youthful atmosphere.

seems to be on stage for the first time, he pursed his lips slightly, and his fair face was shy, adding a bit of enchantment to him.

Subsequently, the attendants brought musical instruments such as guqin and gonghou.

The fluttering music sounded, and the boy stiffened his hand and began to dance.

"This zombie dance." The corners of Fu Shiyu's mouth twitched and looked at the young man.

If it weren't for his appearance, his eyes would be blinded.

Both hands, each dancing.

Legs, each in its own way.

Yun Lingxi took a sip of tea and looked sideways at Mo Yechen: "Beauty, what do you think?" ”

Mo Yechen smiled at the corner of his lips: "I'm looking forward to the dance of Mercy Chen." ”

"Master, son, where do you need to dance, a few glances, you can win the judges." Qingluan said with a smile.

Dugu Wu glanced at her, raised her chin in the other direction, and smiled subtly: "Oh? Are you sure? ”

Qingluan was stunned, looked at her line of sight, and was speechless.

On the judges' bench, there were three old men.

At this time, the three of them, squinting and stretching their necks, looked hard at the young man on the stage......

That action, that look, is like having an eye disease.

The corners of Qingluan's mouth twitched.

These three old men, they can't even see people clearly, how can they still see the eyes of their sons.

Misguided.

The smile on Yun Lingxi's lips became thicker.

She leaned lazily on the back of her chair, focusing on the stage, and the rest of her mind was on her beauty.

"Hey, this kind of feels." At this time, Murong Qing suddenly spoke.

"Aqing, you actually praised other ...... Hey, it's pretty good. Fu Shiyu looked at the stage sourly, and before he finished speaking, his tone changed abruptly.

On the stage, I don't know when a teenager in a white robe was changed.

He held a soft sword in his hand, and his face was handsome, revealing a bit of evil arrogance.

Every move, both rigid and soft.

The simple sword dance was danced by him with a peerless style.

It seems that he is not dancing a sword, but a wanton life.

For a while, the onlookers at the scene were all staring intently at the young man on the stage.

"This is really good, not much worse than mercy." After the young man's sword dance was completed, Dugu Wu commented with a smile.

Qingluan nodded: "Although his appearance is not as good as that of Gongzi, the wanton and arrogant temperament on his body is unique and enough to attract people's attention." ”

As she spoke, she frowned.

The young man's sword-dancing moves gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But I can't remember where I've seen it.

The boy stopped and took the software in his hand.

The light of his eyes swept over the pergola of Yangxi Village.

Eventually, it landed on the two figures in lilac clothes in the pergola.

There was a complicated look in his eyes.

Yun Lingxi sat up slightly straight, staring at the young man with cold eyes.

The young man felt the coldness in her gaze, smiled slightly, and retreated.

The moment he turned to leave, the evil arrogance in the young man's eyes receded, replaced by deep calm.

As soon as he returned to the pergola, a man in a navy blue robe walked up to him and whispered: "Childe, we should go back, we have no right to interfere in the affairs of the young patriarch." ”

When it came to the young patriarch, the respect in his tone was overflowing.

There was no emotion in the young man's deep eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "Let's go." ”

With that, he stood up, glanced at the pergola in Yangxi Village, and left with the man.

If Yun Lingxi and Mo Yechen saw the man, they would definitely recognize him, he was the one who gave the Zijin Heart Protector Pill.