At half past seven in the evening, Meng Xingyun came to the venue of the banquet hall on time and sat down according to the seats reserved before.

Money is really a good thing, he added money, of course it is not a large amount, originally only the seat in the corner of the banquet hall remained. Meng Xingyun insisted on spending money to ask the manager of the banquet hall to add an independent small table to him in front of the stage, with only two seats. In this way, he and Mengluo can watch the show very well, mainly ...... Close enough to see clearly.

The dream has not come down yet, she doesn't want to come so early, and she is not interested in the red beauty.

The banquet hall was almost full, and everyone was chatting about it. After all, during the Chinese New Year, everyone's mood is happy, and when people are happy, there will be more words.

Meng Xingyun looked at all kinds of people sitting in the banquet hall, and inexplicably felt a kind of melancholy in his heart. It's not easy to be a mortal, in a short life, there are joys and sorrows, and you can experience these great joys and sorrows in a very short period of time, and you can fully exert and experience your feelings. It's just that life is so fragile. People who sit here today and are happy do not know if there will be any natural or man-made disasters tomorrow.

As an immortal, although there are joys and sorrows, everything will be separated by tens of thousands of years, and in the tempering of time, that emotional feeling has long been diluted. It is said that the gods are indifferent and ruthless, but in fact, it is not the case, but it has been too long and I have forgotten that feeling.

This is probably the difference between people and immortals.

In too many years, time can be the improver of everything. It can make people forget sadness, and it can also make people forget happiness. What is left behind is only fragments of certain memories. Maybe you remember the process of that fragment, but forget how you felt in the process. Is this sad, or is it worth looking forward to?

"Xiaoyun, what time does it start?" Mengluo asked Mengluo to Mengxingyun, who was in a daze.

He looked back, "Oh, boss, you're down." It starts at eight o'clock and ends at ten o'clock. The show will be interspersed with a number of raffles. ”

"Oh. Mengluo agreed, and sat down in another seat at the small table.

Their seats were too conspicuous, in the middle of those tables where there were four, six, eight, and ten, not because they were two, but because these two were the beauty of a handsome man and a woman, and their temperament was outstanding. In a group of people, it always seems so outstanding. What's more, in order to show their VIP status, the banquet hall manager used a different color for them than the other tablecloths, gold, and everyone else was red. Their golden color, though the table was small, was enough for them to blind the eyes of others. At the same time, it will also attract the attention of the actors performing on stage. This ghost idea, of course, was come up by Meng Xingyun. Hehe, he wanted to get the beautiful woman in red to notice him.

I don't know why, Meng Xingyun obviously doesn't like that kind of woman, he prefers the pure type, but this bewitching beauty seems to have used some kind of magic, which makes Meng Xingyun want to stop.

Started to serve, Meng Xingyun glanced at the time, seven forty-five. After the food is served, there are still five minutes and eight o'clock. The banquet hall manager walked up to the stage and said some glossy words, of course, some words that were more appropriate to wish the New Year. After that, let's raise a glass and wish the New Year together. Then, the banquet began.

The first program is a chorus, and after the festive song opening, there is a festive dance, and then there are magic tricks and sketches, which is simply a small Spring Festival gala.

Meng Xingyun has been looking forward to it, why hasn't the beauty in red appeared yet? Wouldn't it be the sister paper at the front desk who fooled him?

He was thinking wildly, and the host who only listened said on the stage: "The next show, everyone must watch it carefully, watch it carefully, this show is called Feitian, and it will definitely not disappoint everyone, okay, please enjoy it below." "Bookbag nets

When the music sounded, the lights in the entire hall were turned off, and a small table lamp was lit early on each table, so that everyone could eat.

In the darkness, only the lights on the stage are on, which stands out.

On both sides of the stage, two beautiful women in long white dresses with a long streamer danced in the air with the wind. They descended from the sky, each carrying a small bamboo basket in their hands, and while they slowly descended from top to bottom, they grabbed a handful of flower petals from the small bamboo basket and threw them down.

"It's beautiful......"

"yes, it's beautiful. ”

"Fairyland. ”

"This show is called Feitian, and it is estimated that the whole thing is arranged according to the mural Feitian. ”

"yes, pretty beautiful. ”

Just as everyone was talking, the spotlight suddenly lit up on the stage. The spotlight hit directly above the stage, and at this time, everyone saw a woman in a red dress sitting on a swing surrounded by white petals, her dress fluttering, and a white pear blossom in her hand, flying in the air. A puff of white smoke rises from the ground. Set off, the woman in red was even more shocking in the air.

This is none other than the girl who dreams of Xingyun's heart.

At this moment, the audience was stunned. Such a beautiful stage design, such a beautiful stage performance, and more importantly, there are such beautiful women dancing with music in the air. Her dancing posture is graceful, with a smile and a smile, Meng Xingyun feels that she is on par with Sister Chang'e. Of course, it's just an exaggeration, but there is still a certain gap with Sister Chang'e. It's just that with such a scene at that time, with such a beauty, Meng Xingyun had to sigh like this.

The woman in red slowly fell to the ground, surrounded by the woman in white. Like a blooming flower, it spins the magic circle of love on the ground.

Finally, at the end of the show, the woman in red kept holding the pear blossom in her hand, and she gently threw it to the audience. The people down there were boiling, especially the men. However, this flower fell impartially in front of Meng Xingyun. He smiled and stretched out his hand to catch the pear blossom. ushered in the onlookers of everyone, and his face showed a smug look.

Meng Xingyun was very excited, and sure enough, this position, which cost a lot of money, was worth it.

"Cut ~ man, there is not a single one who is not a big pig's trotter. Mengluo looked at Meng Xingyun's obsessive little eyes, a little unhappy. How beautiful is that woman? Hmph! What does this mean, it shows that men are all good-looking parties!! no wonder Mo Ji didn't like her as soon as he saw her, just because the appearance she set for herself was not amazing enough? Indeed, there is no more beautiful than Wang Sisi.

Hey, what do you think? At this time, shouldn't you be more worried about Mo Jiji's life and death? Why did you eat the vinegar you used to be!