Votes are flowing like water, and the time of a stick of incense passes quickly.
A group of oiran candidates were all invited to the main stage. Each one of them was so beautiful and charming that one could not bear to look away.
Everyone present looked at it with hot eyes, warm hearts, and whole bodies.
It is a pity that among so many people, there are only three oirans. Everyone is nervously waiting for the announcement of the results.
At this time, the women in front of the stage all had modest smiles on their faces, as if you are good to me, good to everyone, and there was no hint of any irritation between them.
Before the results came out, everyone still retained some dignity.
Not long after, an old man in rich clothes walked out. He was the honorary mayor of Chunxi Town and acted as the final host of the Oiran Competition.
He came to the stage with three golden scrolls and said loudly: "Everyone must be waiting impatiently, so I will not waste time and directly announce the candidate for the final oiran of this year!"
Even though he looks old, his voice is like that of Hong Zhongdalu. I don't know whether the rumor that he was a monk who returned to secular life at Fahua Temple in his early years is true or false.
"They are -"
The old man in gorgeous clothes glanced at the audience, then glanced at the faces of the oiran candidates, and finally said, "Congratulations to Ayim from the Western Regions!"
"When the devil dance is performed, any man's heart will be moved! Ayimu, you deserve the title of Oiran this time! The title of Oiran: Dancer of the Western Regions!"
"Ho! Ayimu has become an oiran, great!"
For a time, there were endless cheers.
All her supporters were so excited that they shouted hoarsely. After all, who doesn’t love a young lady who can dance in a variety of postures with a soft body?
"I, I am an oiran..."
Ayimu also held her hands in front of her chest in excitement, her lips trembled, and she cried with joy. Soon, she was led to the main stage and occupied the position of the oiran.
The old man in colorful clothes waited until the cheers of the crowd subsided, then stretched out a hand, pressed it down, and continued to announce the results.
"The second Oiran! Congratulations to Liu Qingyan from Jiangnan Road! The beauty of her harp, harp and orchestral music is like the sounds of nature. She is well-deserved for the title of Oiran!"
"Oiran's name: Qin Xin Tian Nu!"
The old man in gorgeous clothes announced the second oiran.
A charming woman from a Jiangnan water town came out and slowly walked onto the main stage, unable to conceal her excitement.
Amid the cheers and applause of the crowd, the remaining Oiran candidates became more nervous than ever before. There was only one spot left. Whose turn would it be?
Even Tao Ying became nervous.
On the contrary, Sun Rong was full of confidence in Yang Fan: "Tao, don't worry, Boss Tao. With his outstanding performance and your strategizing, the position of Oiran will never be lost!"
"Maybe."
Tao Ying took out her handkerchief and wiped her sweat silently.
Everyone at the scene was also waiting with bated breath. Who would win the finale of the oiran? They were extremely nervous and curious.
The old man in colorful clothes was quite satisfied with everyone's performance and announced loudly: "The leader of the Oiran this time has been personally recommended by the Primordial Monk. Coupled with the joint recommendation of many organizers, she is -"
"Yang Yuexian!"
"A sword stuns the immortals, and a poem stuns the gods! He is a man of unrivaled splendor and unparalleled immortal talent! The first of the oirans, he is worthy of his name! The oiran's name is Moon Fairy!"
boom!
As soon as the name came out, there was thunderous applause.
The Oiran did not use the most popular name of Sword Fairy, but chose Moon Fairy!
But if you think about it carefully, after all, she is a master of sword dancing and poetry. Fairy Moon just matched her real name, which made everyone present quite satisfied with it.
Sun Rong's hands almost turned red, and Tao Ying also breathed a sigh of relief. He became the oiran, and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver fell steadily into his pocket. This little man was really his lucky star!
With this money, we can buy a house for their mother and son near the college!
Tao Ying's eyes flashed with tenderness.
"is her!"
"I didn't expect that the final oiran would fall on her head."
A group of oiran candidates endured their disappointment and resentment and were taken off the stage. Only three oirans were left here to accept the cheers belonging to the winners.
Yang Fan had known for a long time that he would be an oiran, so he behaved naturally quite calmly, as cold as the moon, as if he didn't care about the so-called oiran's name at all.
Turning his eyes, he saw Tao Ying and Sun Rong in the crowd.
Then he smiled slightly.
"Sure enough, everything was planned by Boss Tao, and I became the oiran so easily!"
It's so easy.
A sword dance and two copied poems.
That's it?
However, when he thought of the huge amount of money Tao Ying spent to let him work as an oiran, he was quite moved. Where could he find such a generous boss?
But Tao Ying in the audience murmured in her heart: "This little Fanzi's smile is quite meaningful. Did he find out that he had withheld money?"
Sun Rong on the side, like everyone else, cheered when he saw Yang Fan smiling at him.
"The fairy wife smiled at me!"
"Fart, that's smiling at me!"
"Say it again? Do you want to be beaten?"
The excited crowd immediately caused chaos. Fortunately, there was a monk standing guard next to him. The big bull's eyes glanced over, and the crowd immediately became calmer.
Sun Rong tugged on his clothes that were almost scratched, and glanced at those people just now with hatred. How many bastard men actually called Xiao Fanzi their wife?
This is simply unreasonable!
At this time, on the main stage, flowers were spread on the ground, and the faint golden Buddha light further highlighted the beauty of the three oirans.
Like a goddess descending from heaven.
Standing in the middle, Yang Fan, who was dressed in white and snowy, naturally stood out even more. Ayimu and Liu Qingyan even felt like they were reduced to foils.
This scene made the old monk more and more satisfied.
She is indeed a woman with Zen nature and a predestined relationship with my Buddha. Tonight, the poor monk will definitely have a good talk with her and baptize and consecrate her.
She will definitely be able to please my Buddha during the Buddha’s birthday ceremony tomorrow!
Not long after, the Oiran Competition officially came to an end.
The unsuccessful Oiran candidates left one after another, and Chen Zhe and Chen Jing happily took Uncle Han to pick them up. After all, the unsuccessful candidates did not mean that they were really weak. In terms of talent and appearance, they were all excellent.
The three courtesans were left behind.
Yang Fan looked at the old monk with his original appearance and several old monks standing in front of him. Their eyes were a little fiery, which made him feel excited.
The other two women were also quite uneasy.
They had only heard of the legendary Buddha's birthday gift, but it seemed that this matter was more grand than imagined?
The old monk looked at the three women, and finally his eyes fell on Yang Fan's face. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "Tonight, the poor monk will baptize and consecrate you. Tomorrow is the Buddha's birthday, so you must perform well!"
"If you gain the favor of my Buddha, you may become a living Bodhisattva. Wouldn't it be a thousand times better than the position of an oiran?"
Oops!
Yang Fan couldn't tell.
He personally experienced the service of a Bodhisattva last night, and the taste was naturally very wonderful, but now these old bald donkeys want him to be a Bodhisattva?
It was like ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping from my heart!
However, the two women around him didn't know it and became extremely excited. Compared with selling out their lust, becoming a Bodhisattva respected by Buddhism is almost a great thing!
"Thank you, holy monk!"
They even thanked me!
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he thanked them calmly, but he began to think of a way out.
This damn baptism and consecration is really risky!