Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped in, I heard a clear voice, "I have finished singing a song, and I would like to invite all brothers to show their talents."
Such a familiar voice, Aorong recognized it as Fang Ming's voice as soon as he heard it. Why is he here? Hey, there seems to be someone else?
Another cheerful and brisk voice sounded, "Brother Fang is a good writer. He can do it with just one wave. It's high. It's really high."
"I don't dare, come here," Fang Ming invited repeatedly, fulfilling his duties as a master.
The corners of Aorong's mouth curled up, and she understood everything instantly
These girls are all human beings. I am afraid that they had already inquired about this in advance and knew that they were here, so they made every excuse to rush over here. It was hard for them to put so much effort into pretending that they had accidentally met each other.
I'm afraid she is the only one here who is completely unaware, because she never cares about these things. How many young men are here? Who is here? Where are they active? She knows nothing.
Hey, it turned out to be a girl Huaichun. All these fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls had red eyes and listened carefully to the sounds inside.
Several young men inside showed off their talents and chanted sour and crude poems.
Aorong was not interested in this and observed the expressions of these girls calmly. This was more fun.
Basically they all have the same expression, their faces are red and their excitement is palpable.
Khan, which man do they like? It sounds like there are five or six voices, and they can’t see his appearance clearly, how can they know whether he is good or bad? Is this excitement too early?
I don’t understand, I don’t understand! She, a married woman, will not understand these girlish feelings. But when she was fourteen or fifteen years old, she was busy receiving various trainings all day long and had no time to think about these things.
There was a soft "dong" sound, and everyone glanced at the place where the sound came from. It was Li Yumei. She might have been carried away by the sound and moved her posture unconsciously.
"Who is it? Who is outside?" With this sharp shout, Fang Ming's delicate face appeared in front of them.
Seeing this group of them, he frowned slightly.
Fang Lian smiled flatteringly at him, "Brother, it's us. Sister said she had nothing to do and took us around. We ended up here unknowingly. Isn't it going to disturb you?"