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Chapter 7 Time

He wakes up earlier than a chicken, goes to bed later than a ghost, is as tired as a dog, and eats like shit.

The above is Wang Xu’s evaluation of his current living situation...

Although the old madam said that he wanted Wang Xu to work as a male prostitute to pay off his debts, in fact, what he did was just a super low-level waiter. On the one hand, there are only a handful of good people who like to play with Longyang these days. On the other hand, even if he is a prostitute,

He wouldn't recruit a guy like Wang Xu, who looks quite thin.

Therefore, Wang Xu could only rely on his own labor to pay off the overlord meal.

However, how much debt he owes the Madam and how long it will take to pay it off is a confusing account. According to the Madam He's logic, Wang Xu eats her (leftovers) and drinks her (leftovers) every day and pays back

Living in her Zuixing Building (woodshed) is a waste of resources. While generating labor value, Wang Xu's liabilities are also increasing invisibly. After going back and forth, no one knows how long it will take to finish that overlord meal.

Give it back.

Wang Xu couldn't help but sigh in private: "This old woman is even darker than that Cat Master..."

As the saying goes, you can't blame your parents for your hard life, and you can't blame society for your bad luck. Wang Xu didn't want to run away, because he really had nowhere to go. Even if he was a turtle slave serving tea, delivering water, and making beds and quilts, he could still provide for him.

He had one mouthful to eat, so he really took things as they came.

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On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the weather is cold and snowy. Some people are busy worshiping their ancestors, while others stay at home and drink Laba rice porridge to nourish themselves. However, there is still a group of people who like to come to Flower Street to visit the kilns.

Wang Xu has been staying in Zuixing Tower for a month. During this month, he discovered a situation, that is, Yan Li has been secretly monitoring him, or in other words, Yan Li is actually monitoring everyone who has the value of surveillance, and this kind of

There are so many dignitaries and dignitaries in Zuixing Tower...

According to Wang Xu's preliminary analysis, Yanli in this world should be a female spy of an intelligence agency, and the organization she belongs to is on the opposite side of the government. As for her mission, it is obvious that she is in a very special place called a brothel.

, to collect some information that cannot be collected elsewhere.

Basically every night, Wang Xu could see this prostitute flying around on the roof. When people were doing business in the room, she would eavesdrop, or even lift tiles to peek... And those court officials,

The princes, princes, and grandsons are really cheap. Big secrets that cannot be told outside will be leaked in this brothel. No matter how they show off or lack of people to talk to, they are all heard by the female spy on the roof.

You want to ask how Wang Xu knows so much? It's simple. Out of curiosity, he did the same thing as Yan Li...

In this month, Yan Li tried to kill Wang Xu more than once, but she failed repeatedly. This guy seemed crazy, but he was actually smarter than a monkey, and he could save the day every time.

As time passed, she could only give up this plan temporarily. After all, Wang Xu had not done anything detrimental to her yet.

That night, Yan Li still came to the Wangxing Pavilion on the highest floor of Zuixing Tower. At this time every night, no matter those arty and sanctimonious scholars or rich young masters from wealthy families, they would gather here very punctually to listen.

The beautiful girl Yan'er, who is both beautiful and talented, sings a few songs.

But when I saw her walking lightly from behind the curtain, there was no smile on her face, but her cat-like eyes had captured the hearts of all men.

The jade comb is inserted obliquely and the clouds are half-vomited. The sandalwood board is tapped lightly to sing a golden strand.

The people listening to the music seemed to be crazy. Even though Yan'er's singing had stopped suddenly, they still sat there blankly, as if they were still intoxicated in the artistic conception. After a long time, there were only a few scholars.

After coming back to their senses, the next step is to naturally use all their knowledge in their lives to praise the talented woman, just to win a smile from the beauty.

But Yan Li didn't smile. She hadn't smiled in a month. Although a month ago she was just giving a fake smile, but this month, she couldn't even smile.

Just because of one person...

Wang Xu was dozing off against a pillar in the corner of Wangxing Pavilion. From a month ago, he would appear in that position every day. Before Yan Li came on stage, he was very busy serving tea and water and greeting guests.

Lehu, as soon as Yanli came out, it was very good, so I took a rest.

His behavior was nothing at all. The guests would not pay attention to him at all, and the little maid who accompanied him would not pay attention to him. The other turtle slaves in the waiting room all looked at Yan'er and drooled stupidly.

But Yan Li cares about it very much. She is a woman with strong self-esteem. Even if she is in a brothel, she is still noble and arrogant and cannot be ignored. Therefore, Wang Xu's behavior is undoubtedly an insult!

One month is already long enough to push a person into an unbearable situation, so on this night, Yan Li finally couldn't bear it anymore.

At the second watch, when Wang Xu was lying on the firewood and soundly asleep, someone pushed open the door of the firewood shed.

This person's footsteps were very light, and she was undoubtedly a master. She gradually approached Wang Xu, like a ghost in the dark night, without even the slightest sound of breathing.

"Are you annoyed? You come here every once in a while. I made it clear today that you can't kill me." Wang Xu still lay there without moving, not even opening his eyes.

But his tone didn't sound like he was talking in his sleep.

Yan Li stopped and said, "I have something to ask you tonight."

Wang Xu sighed, turned over and sat up: "Ask."

"Who are you?"

Wang Xu thought for a while: "Let's put it this way, I am definitely not your enemy. Can you rest assured?"

"How do you explain what happened a month ago, and how did you know my real name?"

"Well... it is indeed true to eat the King's meal. As for what happened next... Well... I actually come from a place far, far away. In my hometown, I have a friend also named Yanli, who looks like

Very similar to you, I recognized the wrong person at that time."

"Do you think I would believe this?"

"I hope you can believe it, because it's the truth."

"Okay, let's assume that what you said is true. The last question is, why do you deliberately go against me?!"

Wang Xu didn't understand this: "How did I go against you..."

Yan Li's tone seemed confident: "Every night when I was singing in Wangxing Pavilion, you would doze off in the corner, but you were insinuating that my music was so boring that it was unpleasant to listen to!"

Wang Xu laughed immediately after hearing this. It looked like he had never encountered such a funny thing before, "Oh my... woman... she is really stupid."

Yan Li still had a straight face: "What's so funny?"

"All the men up and down the Zuixing Tower regard you, Miss Yan'er, as a fairy descended to earth, but you think they are all worthless. But when a waiter like me appears, who doesn't even look at you, you are angry again.

, do you think it’s funny or not?”

Yan Li laughed angrily: "Ha... you're right, I'm stupid, I shouldn't have asked you this at all, you're just a loser, you don't know how to appreciate me, I'll belittle myself for a person like you, but you're mine

I lost my temper." She said and turned around to leave.

"Wait!" Wang Xu stopped her: "I don't know how to appreciate it?" He jumped off the firewood pile, picked up a few pieces of wood and threw them into the stove nearby.

The room gradually became warmer and brighter. Wang Xu closed the door and jumped back to his special seat (the pile of firewood): "Do you know what art is? Art is to be appreciated by both refined and popular people! As a performer, do you still have a choice?

The rights of the audience? If you can't conquer your audience standing up, you might as well conquer them lying down, it will be much easier that way."

"You!" Yan Li's face turned red, but she was speechless. Wang Xu's gangster logic once again worked wonders.

Wang Xu crossed his legs and said, "I don't understand appreciation? Do you think those gentlemen understand? Do I have to be so clear and explicit about everything I say?"

"Hmph! Is there anything you can't say that you can't say?" Yan Li asked this question very well, and the answer should be no...

Wang Xu said earnestly: "Hey... I'll give you an example to explain and you'll understand. For example, you like me..."

"Bah! Who likes you?!"

Wang Xu slapped his forehead: "Okay, okay... then for example, I like you..."

"Shameless..." Yan Li commented in a low voice, but it seemed that this assumption was more acceptable to her.

Wang Xu said impatiently: "Are you done? I said you are fat and you are breathless? Do you still listen to me?"

Yan Li snorted and stopped interrupting him.

So Wang Xu continued: "For example, I like you and I desperately want to use your body to extinguish the burning desire in my heart."

With a "pop" sound, Wang Xu received a slap in the face.

He let out a long sigh: "Okay... Actually, it's not that urgent. Let's describe it as thinking about it day and night and having trouble sleeping and eating...

So as a suitor, I have to attract your attention. What can I do? Obviously, a good way is to catch your attention, so I come to listen to you sing every night, no matter what you sing.

Anyway, I just tried my best to praise you, and those intellectuals also said a lot of nonsense. The underlying subtext is actually: I am your number one fan, girl, and I hope to get closer to you."

"fan?"

"Well... in my hometown dialect, it means worshiping and admiring your people."

"You mean, it doesn't matter how I sing, no matter what I do, they will say yes?"

Wang Xu nodded: "Yes, those guys, on the surface, are polite and courteous to you, but in fact they are extremely dirty inside. All their disguises are just to achieve their ulterior motives."

Yan Li bit her lip tightly: "Hmph... Then you, the waiter who never looks at me, are actually a gentleman, with a calm heart?"

"Excuse me..." Wang Xu was really arrogant in his words.

"After saying so much, you just mean that my singing is poor, so you don't bother to listen, right?"

"No, no." Wang Xu replied very sincerely: "What I mean is that your music, Yan'er, is indeed good, but it is far less popular than you."

Yan Li's chest was obviously rising and falling, and she could only calm down her mood by taking a deep breath, because she was a smart person, and she knew that everything the crazy running hall said in front of her, which no one could look at, was the truth.

Many things in this world are actually obvious, but whether you accept them or not is another matter...

The two were silent for a long time, and Yan Li spoke again: "I believe you, you are not my enemy, maybe... we can still be friends."


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