Deng Long carefully stepped on his high heels, holding flowers, and walked down the stairs slowly toward Shanghai. Passersby on the road occasionally cast their eyes in surprise. Deng Long felt extremely disgusted and pulled down the bangs of his wig slightly to cover up his eyes.
After all, it's not a good thing for a grown man to be stared at by other people's hot and strange eyes. Deng Long even had the urge to vomit, especially the smell of perfume on his body, which made him even more uncomfortable.
Deng Long finally understood the difficulty of being a woman. These high heels were simply not something ordinary people could wear. The whole center of gravity was on the toes, which was extremely awkward. There was no doubt that if he accidentally failed, wearing these shoes would definitely be a problem.
He couldn't run away. Thinking of this, Deng Long slowed down his pace even more. If he fell down later, wouldn't he be killed directly?
The security guard at the door glanced at Deng Long with fascination, but did not stop him. Who is a star model like this who doesn't want to seize the opportunity to catch a rich son-in-law?
In Da Shanghai, Huang Qiao was sitting in the front row and was shouting hard. Xiao Nishang was about to appear. The lights in Da Shanghai suddenly dimmed, and the audience fell into a brief darkness. The bodyguard beside Huang Qiao was about to stand up.
Huang Baisheng, the master of the bridge, grabbed the Eagle King and said, "Oh, don't panic, this is Xiao Nishang's special appearance ceremony."
The bodyguards sat down uneasily. For them, if there was any problem with the safety of Huang Qiao and his son, then their mission would have failed. As a top killer, they would not allow their mission to fail.
Sure enough, what Huang Baisheng said was true. A burst of Chinese classical light music slowly played, and the lights gradually turned from dark to bright. Little Nishang was sitting in front of a pipa and guqin at some point, stroking her fingers lightly, like clouds and flowing water.
When the lights were fully brightened, beautiful dancers in colorful feather coats danced one after another
The audience held their breath at this moment. Although they wanted to applaud loudly, their eyes were completely attracted by the alluring oriental classical beauty Xiao Nishang. Xiao Nishang was smiling, as calm as mist, as elegant as clouds, and otherworldly.
Her elegant temperament made everyone breathe quickly.
The eyes of Huang Qiao and his son were wide open. Sitting in the front row, they seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of Xiao Nishang, breathing with her. Xiao Nishang's fingers were like white jade suet, gently playing the guqin, and the guqin made a crisp tinkling sound.
The sound is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is exactly the clear spring in the mountains that makes people intoxicated.
To be honest, this was the first time for Deng Long to hear such a beautiful guzheng. Even the piano music played in the spring was just cliché compared to the woman's pipa and guqin. It really echoed the sentence, "This music should only be
It’s in heaven, but it’s rare to hear it on earth!”
The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and Xiao Nishang gently opened her red lips and said sadly: "Since I followed the king on the east and west wars, I have suffered from wind, frost and toil year after year. I only hate the unethical Qin for destroying all living beings and causing all the people to suffer and live in misery.
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The voice was sad and sweet, and the audience below couldn't help but cheer loudly. Huang Qiao and his son screamed even more vigorously, and their palms turned red.
Xiao Nishang was playing and singing on it, and Deng Long was fascinated by it for a while. It seemed that he had become the overlord of Chu in the opera, and he and Yu Ji were interdependent in life and death.
Everyone in Shanghai was cheering, and no one paid attention to Deng Long who was standing at the door. Although the Japanese soldiers did not understand the drama, they were fascinated by Xiao Nishang's voice and beauty, and no one paid any attention to Deng Long.
In the eyes, compared with the vulgar pink rouge star model like Deng Long and Xiao Nishang, one is in the sky and the other is in the earth. There is no comparison at all.
After the song "Little Nishang" finished, Deng Long woke up as if from a dream, but he didn't know that Ma Tiexin, who was upstairs across the street, was already very anxious, worried about Deng Long's safety.
Deng Long slapped his face, what's going on? How could he be like a man possessed? He thought that when he came back from practicing in Netherworld Mountain, his soul and spiritual power were already very strong. Today, he was confused by this woman. This is really strange.
It was important to do business. While everyone was applauding and mesmerized, Deng Long quickly walked towards Huangqiao with flowers in his arms and loud high-heeled shoes.
Huang Qiao was about to lay flowers when Deng Long came over and bumped into Huang Qiao. Huang Qiao was about to get angry when he realized that the star model in front of him was quite pretty. He had seen it somewhere before, but for a moment he was confused.
I can't remember, there are too many celebrity models I have had sex with. Maybe this celebrity model is the lover of one of my girlfriends
"What are you doing, get out of my way!" The second among the cold-blooded four eagles pushed Deng Long away and said coldly
"I just want to give Mr. Huang flowers!" Deng Long's voice was extremely soft. He lowered his head and did not dare to meet the eyes of everyone in Huangqiao. He looked pitiful. A person's appearance can be changed, but his eyes cannot.
What changed was that Deng Long did not dare to raise his head and look at Huang Qiao and others
"Go away, didn't you see that Mr. Huang is going to give flowers to Miss Nishang?" Eagle King came over and said angrily, blocking Deng Long with his body.
The Eagle King always felt that something was wrong with this woman, but he couldn't say it right away. His feeling was very strong. Out of instinctive reaction, the Eagle King blocked Deng Long away from Huang Qiao.
"Young Master Huang!" Deng Long lowered his head and shouted sadly.
Huang Qiao is in a good mood today. Although the star model in front of him is far inferior to Xiao Nishang, he is still very charming. What's more, others come to give him flowers out of affection. Being his fan is not in vain.
False fame, Huangqiao’s vanity is very satisfying
"Forget it, keep the flowers! Girl, go down and I'll ask you out next time!" Huang Qiao said to Deng Long with an ugly smile, but kept staring at Xiao Nishang on the stage.
The Eagle King couldn't help but snatched Deng Long's flowers and said fiercely: "Get out of here!"
Now Deng Long was at his wits end. The flowers were snatched away by the Eagle King. Huang Qiao didn't touch the flowers at all, but he couldn't fight with the Eagle King. Deng Long didn't know what to do for a while and could only freeze there.
Huang Qiao smiled and said: "Dad, you collected these flowers for me. Xiao Nishang came all the way from Tianjin, so you should also send flowers!"
Huang Baisheng burst out laughing and took the flower arrangement: "What Qiao'er said makes sense, dad should send flowers!"
As soon as Huang Baisheng took the flower, as an upper-class person who considered himself to be well-educated, Huang Baisheng would not grab the flower with his hands like the Eagle King, but hold the flower elegantly
"Ouch!" Huang Baisheng felt a pain in his hand. The flower on his palm pricked some of the fine skin, and a trace of blood oozed out.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Huang Qiao turned around and asked
"It's okay, I was pricked by a rose thorn!" Huang Baisheng smiled, and he and Huang Qiao walked towards Xiao Nishang holding flowers.
"Successful!" Deng Long secretly rejoiced in his heart. As expected, these two traitors were going to die, but Huang Qiao was not dead. His father had blocked this disaster for him. Huang Baisheng would be poisoned in three minutes, so Deng Long hurried out.