He Anxia didn't get the answer he wanted from Rusong, and returned to Changmingguan and told Zhou Xiyu about it, "Her name is Wang Xiangning." Zhou Xiyu praised: "Good name." He Anxia nodded, tears flashed in his eyes, "I won't see her in the future." Zhou Xiyu comforted: "I can't say anything, isn't this how people live!" Maybe He Anxia is in this mood now. And Jiang Anyang has been thinking about the Golden Buddha since he got home, he has been greedy, he already has a C-level weapon True Martial Sword, and he still doesn't feel satisfied, this may be the desire gap, and he will never be satisfied. And He Anxia's affairs, he has been paying attention to it, and now he has gone to Changming Temple to worship Zhou Xiyu as a teacher, but he has not gone to He Anxia, because Zhou Xiyu is a top master.

And he has a miraculous skill-ape attack technique, but the ape attack technique is divided into daily practice and monthly practice, and two people with the same mind can practice. Jiang Anyang is only one person, in case he worships Zhou Xiyu as a teacher, and then asks him to practice with He Anxia, the scene is too wonderful, he doesn't dare to think about it. But he can't just drag it out, he needs a moment, now that he already knows the follow-up plot, he can create opportunities even if he doesn't have a chance. So I've been coming to Liyuan to watch a play recently, and the protagonist of the singing is Boss Cha, another descendant of the ape striking technique. Speaking of which, Jiang Anyang doesn't understand opera, but after listening to it a lot, it feels pretty good. At this moment, I felt that someone was staring at me, and I saw a beautiful woman in a red peony cheongsam in the front row looking straight at him, and when she saw Jiang Anyang looking at her, she got up and walked over and sat down next to him, "Handsome guy, borrow a fire!"

In the pear orchard, you can wrap a table, it is triangular, the higher the front, the more expensive, Jiang An is only in the third row, and the first two rows are either rich or expensive, he is not qualified enough. And this beauty, it seems that she is not small, Jiang Anyang took out a lighter and lit it for her, in fact, he does not smoke, but to light cigarettes for the convenience of handing cigarettes to others, just like now. The beauty took a deep breath, and then spit out a smoke ring on Jiang Anyang's face, the two were so close to each other, and those who didn't know thought they were flirting. cough cough cough, the beauty saw Jiang Anyang coughing, smiled slightly and snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, "What kind of fire do you bring if you don't smoke!" Jiang Anyang subconsciously replied: "In order to light a cigarette for you!" The beauty was disgusted and whispered in his ear: "You are really sultry! My name is Su Ying, you are the Jiang Anyang who writes love poems, your poems, I like them very much." ”

Ha, this is meeting fans, but Jiang Anyang can't do this kind of thing as sleeping fans. "Miss Su, don't get so close, if people see it, it's not good. "What's wrong, I've been with a lot of men, and you all said don't want it, and in the end it's not a greedy body." "These men are so cheap, how can they be hungry for other people's bodies. Jiang Anyang moved to the side, "Miss Su, please tell me if you have anything, I still want to watch the play, you must know that it is not easy to listen to Boss Cha singing." Su Ying leaned back beside him, "What, am I so terrible? "Miss Su, please respect yourself. "Haha, don't you scholars like the wind and snow the most, that's good, it's not convenient here, I'll take you to a convenient place later." With that, he sat back in the front row. Jiang Anyang secretly said that this person is really a goblin.

When the play was about to end, Jiang Anyang decided to take a step first, and he didn't want it to happen to him. As soon as he came out of the theater, he was stopped by a few big men, "Slow, our eldest sister is invited." Jiang Anyang just wanted to say get out, and several people showed the handle of the gun on his waist, his kung fu is very good, but it is not to the point where he can dodge bullets. Su Ying opened the car door, "What are you still doing in a daze, get in the car!" Helpless, Jiang Anyang had no choice but to get in the car, what is this, was he kidnapped? After getting into the car, Su Ying directly hugged his arm and leaned up, even when she was with Wu Xinyue, she had never been so close, and she could even feel her fullness. Jiang Anyang was very uncomfortable and said, "Miss Su, where are you taking me?" "Go to your men's favorite place." "As soon as I got out of the car, I saw the huge sign upstairs, Met.

Jiang Anyang didn't want to go, he didn't have much money. As a result, he was dragged in by Su Ying, and as soon as he entered the door, he was full of people, which was much more lively than the dance hall of later generations, perhaps because of the acceptance of new culture, and there were many foreign artists, commonly known as Yanmar. Su Ying looked like a regular visitor here, and pulled him into the private room on the second floor. "You don't seem to be used to it, haven't you been here?" Jiang Anyang blushed and nodded, he used to be poor and didn't even have money for food, even if he traveled to other worlds, he still couldn't let go, he was a very introverted person, otherwise he would have been a spare tire for so long. Su Ying said: "It's okay, you will like it here in the future, I'll give you something to drink." "I said that I was asking for some drink, and when I came back, I called three or four girls, and they all wore little clothes, and they rubbed straight on him.

As soon as they heard that he was a mysterious poet who had been very popular in the newspapers recently, the young ladies were very happy and asked him to write poems. At this time, Jiang Anyang drank a lot of wine, but his consciousness was still clear, "Writing poetry is not something that comes casually, you have to have a sense of meaning, it is not good to write poetry, but I can write songs." Su Ying's eyes lit up, "Write songs, write songs, come here, bring paper and pen." Jiang Anyang finished writing the lyrics in one go, and Su Ying took it over and took a look, "Pink memory, what kind of song is this! Jiang Anyang waved his hand and said, "I'll sing, you listen, I'll only sing it once." The crowd quieted down and listened to him sing, the lyrics were very simple, and they memorized them as they sang. Su Ying sang it a few times, and the more she sang it, the more she felt that it was a good song, simple and brisk, and there must be many people who liked it. So I called to my sisters, and I kept him with me, and I would be back in a while.

In the end, Jiang Anyang couldn't bear to be irrigated, and escaped by urinating (going to the toilet). When I woke up the next day, I had a splitting headache and drank several different kinds of wine, and this stamina was great! Seeing that it was not early, I struggled to come to work at the dock, but I had to pay my salary today, how could I be late. On the way, I heard the newsboy shouting: "Metropolis Su Yingying has another golden song, and a pink memory is red through half the sky." Jiang Anyang bought a copy, and on the front page was a photo of Su Ying standing on the stage and singing. Yesterday, in order to get rid of Su Ying's entanglement, the song he wrote casually became popular, well, this song was originally very good, but now it is only popular for a few years. After coming to the dock, he dealt with some things as usual, Jiang Anyang would have been busy before, but now he is on the right track, so he doesn't care much, mainly because he wants to get out, joining the Black Tiger Hall is just an expedient measure, and he will eventually leave.

At this time, Jiang Anyang didn't know that Fang Qimo and Jiang Cripple had met, and what they discussed was how to get rid of him, the last time he lost people in the Crescent Poetry Meeting, Fang Qimo didn't dare to move Mo Ruyu, and he didn't dare to touch him A little Taoist, but when he came to Shanghai, he didn't bring many people, so he wanted to borrow Jiang Cripple's people to kill him. The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, Su Ying is also angry about Jiang Anyang's escape, the boss of the Axe Gang is her friend, and it is also a tool in her hands, so she sent someone to inquire about Jiang Anyang's residence, the purpose is not to embarrass him, but to use his talent to make her fame go up, maybe in the future she can leave such a stroke in history, although it is only a stroke, but it is also better than the students and scholars who have read thousands of books, and how many people dream of glory. And Su Zhan was still struggling about how to get the Golden Buddha.