At night in Shanghai, guests usually start to enter the venue at eight o'clock in the evening, and the dance starts at 8:30 to warm up the place.

It was only after six o'clock when Qianyin arrived.

Qin San was very considerate, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Do you think you want the kitchen to cook something, or do you want someone to pack some up at your favorite restaurant outside?"

Qianyin shook her head, "I don't have much appetite, just make me some porridge, no need to bother."

Qin San: "Okay."

Half an hour later, while Qianyin was watching other dancers learn to dance, a group of people walked in and put down all kinds of porridge one by one.

Although each type of porridge only has a small bowl, it is impossible to cook only such a small bowl. Behind these bowls of small porridge are complete portions of large porridge.

Qin San came out at the end, and Qianyin smiled helplessly: "Third Master, there are too many."

Qin San had already thought of a countermeasure, "It doesn't matter, you pick a bowl and give them the rest. And you don't have to worry about cooking too much porridge and wasting it. Don't forget, there will be a whole party in Shanghai at night."

guest."

"The porridge is just for you to eat first. When the guests come, they will be given as gifts to the guests at each table."

Qianyin suddenly understood, gave a thumbs up and praised: "So that's it. The third master is worthy of being the third master. He can use all kinds of details to make the guests feel the warmth and care of home."

She picked a bowl of pumpkin and millet porridge.

Qin San silently wrote down her choice and let the other dancers drink the rest of the porridge.

The time soon came to around eight o'clock.

Qianyin has already changed into her stage costume and put on her bronze and gold mask.

The other dancers also put on masks. Sure enough, as Qin San said, among the many similar masks, Qianyin's bronze and gold mask no longer looked so eye-catching.

A dancer asked curiously: "Qianyin, you are obviously the nineteenth concubine of the warlord's mansion. It stands to reason that you can live a very comfortable life."

"We are all forced by life and have no choice but to come to Shanghai at night to make money. Why do you want to come too?"

Originally, when these dancers learned that Qianyin was the Nineteenth Concubine, they had feelings of envy, jealousy, fear, etc. towards her.

However, when they got along with Qianyin, they found that Qianyin was very easy-going and did not have the airs of a concubine at all.

Moreover, Qianyin had to perform on the same stage with them again, and they inexplicably developed a "comradeship" with Qianyin.

That's why they ask this question.

Qianyin adjusted her makeup and hair mask in the mirror, and a faint voice, as if she had seen through everything, came from behind the mask.

"My life is very comfortable? No, you must not think so. Even if I can live a comfortable life, it is only because of my master's favor. But, can I always be young and beautiful? Can I always capture my master's heart?

?"

"You all know that I am the nineteenth concubine of the master. Before me, there were eighteen concubines who were once beautiful and beautiful and were with the master. If the master was really a man who could be caught, then there would be no me.

's appearance."

"Once I lose the favor of the master, my life in the house will definitely be very sad. So before that day comes, I need to plan for myself. I need to save money, and I need to make plans for the rest of my life."

"Perhaps many people think that being a dancer is a shameful thing, but I don't agree. You are all very hardworking and diligent people, and you earn clean money. I am very envious, so I joined."

"Thank you for being willing to teach me, and thank you for giving me this opportunity to be self-reliant."

Qianyin's words simply touched the hearts of the dancers.

The dancers who originally had some opinions and dissatisfaction with her had tears in their eyes, and all their prejudices against her disappeared.

They have heard abuse and accusations, disdain and ridicule from many people.

But at this moment, they heard the appreciation, thanks and recognition from the Nineteenth Concubine, who was of a higher status than them.

They were really touched.

A group of people hugged each other and cried bitterly, as if a group of lonely and misunderstood souls finally had a chance to reunite.

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At half past eight, the opening dance came on time.

Today's dancers have very unique looks, and the most special thing is the full-covered masks they wear on their faces.

The all-inclusive masks blocked the appearance of the dancers, which should have affected the appreciation.

However, their clothes and masks complement each other, they are both shining with golden light and exude an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Coupled with their uniform and charming dancing postures, they immediately attracted the attention of the guests.

Anyway, the stage was so far away that the guests couldn't actually see what the dancers looked like.

Once the all-inclusive mask is put on, they can enjoy the dance wholeheartedly.

Gu Yaotian sat down and drank.

He came to Shanghai today not to watch people dancing, nor to listen to people singing.

He just came here to drink.

If you drink at home you will be criticized by your father and it will annoy people, so why not go to Shanghai at night and let yourself go wild?

"Master, please drink less wine, it will hurt your health. There is red bean porridge here. Do you want to take a sip? You haven't eaten anything tonight and you are just drinking too much. This is not good for your stomach."

His subordinates kept trying to persuade Gu Yaotian, but they all fell on deaf ears.

This subordinate was the one who Gu Yaotian asked him to deliver Jinchuang Medicine to Qianyin. He knew full well that his young master would become like this and drink to drown his sorrows entirely because of Lu Hua's nineteenth aunt.

But he knew it, but he couldn't point it out.

This matter must never be known to anyone, not even the master.

In a state of anxiety, his subordinate glanced at the stage inadvertently, and that glance made him scream.

"Master, Master, look quickly. Do the people on the stage look familiar to you?"

The dancer pointed at was none other than Qian Yin, who was wearing a full bronze and gold mask.

Although Gu Yaotian didn't drink much, he drank quickly and urgently, so he was already a little drunk now.

He heard his subordinates whirring and calling him to look, so he looked over.

Once he saw it like this, he couldn't take his eyes away again.

With such a figure and such enchanting dancing posture, even if she blocks her face, he can still tell that she is Qianyin!

"Hehe." Gu Yaotian's face turned red after drinking, and he giggled at Qianyin who was dancing on the stage.

"Sir, do you want me to help you date her?" the subordinate asked tentatively.

It would be great if the young master could fall in love with a dancing girl and turn his thoughts towards Lu Hua's Nineteenth Concubine to this dancing girl!

It’s better than competing with Lu Hua for a woman!

However, after he asked this question, Gu Yaotian actually stood up and shouted to the stage, "Qianyin, Qianyin! Qian... ugh!"

He yelled a few words, and his men were so frightened that they immediately covered his mouth and pulled him down.

At the same time, he smiled and nodded to the guests at other tables and apologized, "Sorry, my young master drank too much. He recognized the wrong person. I'm sorry to bother you."

After Gu Yaotian was dragged down by his men, he kept mumbling Qianyin's name.

The subordinate could only say: "Sir, stop reading. There is absolutely no way that the woman on the stage is Aunt Nineteen. You are wrong. If you like her, I will help you contact her now."

"But you must not regard her as the Nineteenth Concubine and call the Nineteenth Concubine by her name in front of her, otherwise it will definitely lead to a big mistake!"

Gu Yaotian listened to his subordinate's words and murmured to himself: "Isn't she...Qianyin?"

The subordinate hurriedly said: "Yes, she is not!"

Gu Yaotian blushed and fell silent, and his subordinates did not dare to ask.

After a long while, he said: "If it's not Qianyin, forget it. Don't bother her."

Although Gu Yaotian said this, after he recovered, his eyes were fixed on Qianyin on the stage.

After the opening dance was over and the dancers had taken their final bow, he took out the money and gave it to his men and said, "Give it to Mr. Qin as a reward for the dancer."

·

Qianyin returned to the backstage with everyone, talking and laughing.

The other dancers also have to change clothes, and when there is a singer singing behind them, they have to dance with them.

Qianyin hasn't taken on the job as a backup dancer yet, and is going to go down and watch how they dance when they are backup dancers.

As soon as she changed back into her clothes, Qin San came again.

"Third Master." Qianyin shouted.

Qin San said: "Since you don't let me call you Nineteenth Auntie, then don't be so polite to me. Just call me Qin San."

He took out a banknote and said, "Here is the reward given to you by the guests tonight. The money is too much and too complicated, so I will directly change it to a neat one for you."

Although the amount of this bank note is quite large, it is not as large as the one Qian Yin invested in Qin San last time.

Qianyin originally wanted to say that instead of taking the money, she would continue to use it to invest in Qin San.

But soon she thought of something and chose to accept the check.
To be continued...