"He did say that tonight is our debut show." Chu Zihang nodded, "The waiters told me that the first performance in Gaotianyuan is very important. If the popularity is high enough, we can become a trainee cowherd in one fell swoop.
If the situation is bad, you won’t even have the chance to do chores and serve dishes, and you will be kicked out.”
"That won't happen."
Caesar took a puff from his cigar and exhaled blue smoke.
"Although I have no experience in being a cowherd, even a fat transvestite like Fujiwara-senpai can have such a good time here, there is no reason for me to lose to him." Caesar's tone became more confident again, "That bastard old man of mine
Dad said a lot of shameless nonsense, but there is one thing I think he said that is quite reasonable...the men of the Gattuso family will never lose on any battlefield involving women."
"Let's go." Caesar stubbed out his cigar and patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder, like a general about to go to the battlefield.
"Wait a minute." Chu Zihang stopped Caesar, "Are you going to go on stage like this?"
Caesar lowered his head and looked at himself, who had his entire upper body exposed and only wore a bath towel: "That's right, it's really outrageous to appear like this. Are there any suits here? You don't need to hand-customize them, you can just make them more ordinary, in any color.
It doesn’t matter…”
"No." Chu Zihang shook his head, "There is only this package, which Senior Fujiwara gave me just now. I don't know what is inside."
Chu Zihang put the brown package on the ground and spread it out. When they saw what was in the package, they were both stunned.
"What the hell!" Caesar was surprised, "Are we going to appear on stage wearing these things?"
"It seems so." Chu Zihang's face also looked a little strange, "But at least there are the suits you want in here. They are of good quality and belong to Armani."
Chu Zihang took out the Armani custom-made suit from the package. Different from ordinary suits, this one was super tight. The cloth of the suit was sewn with purple and silver sequins, and the top three buttons
The bottom two buttons have been removed, presumably to force the person wearing the suit to better show off their figure.
Caesar also took out a shirt. It was made of leopard-print leather and was so short that it almost exposed the navel. There were countless holes on it. I thought it would be very cool and cool to wear this shirt while riding a motorcycle in the summer.
Not only these, the package also contains punk-style silver necklaces, silver skull pendants, sparkling rhinestone earrings, silver-patterned faucet rings, rose-colored lipstick, crimson eye shadow, gold foil stickers, and disposable items.
Hair dye...anything related to decoration and makeup, we have it all.
It's just that the taste of these things is really hard to describe... If you really wear all these things, you would probably be a combination of a will-o'-the-wisp boy, a delinquent junior high school student, and the host of Taiwan's midnight sex show twenty years ago.
What kind of woman would like a man who looks like a will-o'-the-wisp boy, a delinquent student, or a host of a love show?
Caesar's confident posture was completely defeated in front of these fancy props. He thought for a long time and felt that everything in front of him seemed to be beyond the scope of his understanding.
"It is indeed difficult for people to accept." Chu Zihang patted Caesar's shoulder and comforted, "But you are a man from the Gattuso family, so these things should not be a problem for you. A man from the Gattuso family will never do this.
Defeated on any battlefield involving women, right?"
Caesar glanced at Chu Zihang in surprise... This guy was actually comforting him?
In the past, it was a blessing that this guy didn't add salt to his wounds. Caesar had always felt that Chu Zihang was the kind of person who looked serious but had a bad nature. But at this moment, instead of throwing stones into his well, he actually treated him badly.
He offered a helping hand... which made Caesar feel a kind of brotherly warmth that he had not seen for a long time.
Thinking back on having been an opponent with this guy for so long, Caesar was not willing to admit defeat to Chu Zihang. The best blood of the Gattuso family flowed in his veins. On the one hand, Chu Zihang's comfort made Caesar
It felt warm, and on the one hand it also aroused his proud nature.
This guy Chu Zihang can accept it so calmly, there is no reason for him, Caesar Gattuso, to be cowardly!
Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang are both Chinese, and Caesar himself can be considered half Chinese. According to the strictest traditional family rules, men who work in the shameful profession of cowherd are men who do not abide by male ethics and will be punished.
The torture of being immersed in a pig cage, Caesar had Nuonuo, Chu Zihang had Xia Mi, these two girls were more fierce than the other, no one wanted to be immersed in a pig cage, so no one would betray their brothers.
For example, there was a rule when entering the student union, which was to strip naked and run naked on the mountain road outside the college at midnight. Everyone in the student union ran naked, including Caesar, and had a bunch of photos taken. But
A threat wouldn't be a threat if everyone had photos of each other naked.
Just like the current Cowherd experience, it is safe for everyone to do depraved things together. Anyway, no one else here knows them. It may be stupid and embarrassing for a person to stand on stage like this, but it is completely different if they are accompanied by someone they know.
Same.
Can two brothers commit crimes together be called two? Not at all! That’s called brotherly loyalty!
Thinking of this, Caesar suddenly felt that these stupid clothes and accessories in front of him were not completely unacceptable.
"You choose first, do you want to wear a shirt or a suit?" Caesar looked at Chu Zihang and showed a generous smile.
"I don't wear these." Chu Zihang said, "Senior Fujiwara sent this to you specially. The shirt and suit are a set, and the lipstick, earrings and other things will also come in handy. He was here when you were in a coma.
These are all explained in one trip."
"What? Then what are you wearing?" Caesar was stunned. The psychological wiring he had spent a long time building seemed to be on the verge of collapse again.
"My clothes have been delivered a long time ago." Chu Zihang took out a set of white clothes with big sleeves, long blue hakama, and an ancient Japanese sword with a black sheath from one of the wooden barrels.
there is none left.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "That's it?" Caesar said dully, "No more?"
"No more." Chu Zihang shook his head.
"Where's the lipstick? Where's the earrings? Where's the eyeshadow? Where's the ring?"
"The store manager said that none of these are suitable for me. I must maintain a pure and natural appearance." Chu Zihang continued to shake his head.
He really couldn't say some disgusting words like "Chu Jun, when I first saw you, I thought you were the most elegant cornflower in the wind. You must not let foreign objects tarnish your beauty."
Caesar was stunned on the spot, with ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, so in the end, he was the only one who was most embarrassed?
Lu Mingfei runs away, Chu Zihang plays a normal samurai, and only he, Caesar, wears heavy makeup and exposes himself as an addicted sissy?
Caesar decided to exclude Japan from his wedding plan around the world. He didn't want to come back to this sinful and unbearable country again.
…
The first floor of Takamagahara is a vast dance floor. A naked male DJ is playing cards on the high platform, and countless men and women are swaying on the dance floor.
This is a grand party. Women wear sexy short skirts and slender high heels. Their bodies twist like snakes. The sequins on their skirts flutter like snake scales and shine under the light balls.
With a charming light.
The women are surrounded by men, and these men are all young and beautiful, yes, beautiful!
Most of them are handsome men at the level of Hideto Hoi. They are charming and seductive, with deep eyebrows. They originally have a "vampire-like" gorgeous coldness... But at this time, these handsome men are dressed in ghostly clothes and wearing makeup like a glittering girl. They are simply
It's a transvestite concentration camp.
Fujiwara Kansuke is also among them. He is a super heavyweight handsome man. His huge butt alone takes up space for two people. His miniskirt and small shirt cannot cover his original flesh. When he dances,
The flesh waves all over his body were trembling like ocean waves, and when each layer of flesh waves trembled, it would shake off gold powder like rain. He danced wantonly in a sumo wrestling posture, with a majestic face, trembling flesh mountains, and indescribable dance moves*
*.
There was no sober person here. The drunken women stuffed their credit cards into the waiters’ collars, then brought mojitos and vodka from the trays. They poured the ice-cold spirits into the dancers’ collars and watched as they were outlined by the drinks.
The curve was cheered.
When the atmosphere reaches a climax, the gigolo will tear his soaked shirt to pieces amidst the urging of the women. The women will scream and stretch out their hands to touch his muscles like rock sculptures, stuffing bills into his pockets.
In the seam of a man's trousers.
Suddenly, the lights on the dance floor dimmed, and the cheers and screams gradually stopped. Both the women who came here to spend money and the men who worked here looked towards the center of the stage, where a high platform slowly rose.
A sturdy black shadow appeared on the high platform at some point, and a beam of light fell from the ceiling and enveloped him. It was a bald man, with a huge blue whale occupying half of his head. His hands held up a
The overhead microphone looks like the god Zeus descending from the sky with a thunderbolt in his hand.
"Baby!" The bald man glanced at every woman present with his loving gaze, holding up a microphone and roaring, "Tonight...are you happy?"
The female guests raised their arms and jumped up, cheering and screaming.
"Have you felt the hot ikebana?" The bald man smiled, "Is the ikebana of my lovely boys so warm that your hurt and cold hearts are so warm?"
The cowherds also stood up from their seats and applauded the whale-like man with admiration and respect in their eyes.
"Something big is about to happen in our high heaven. It has been two months since our last beautiful flower arrived." The bald man said, "And tonight, just tonight! Two more flowers will be added to our flower arrangement.
Stunning flowers!”
"I can guarantee that you have never seen such beautiful young people! They are the most talented newcomers I have seen in my decades of working in the industry. From the first moment I saw them, I was attracted by their unique temperament.
Shocked, oh my god, if I were a woman I would fall in love on the spot, double love, because I couldn’t choose either one of them!”
"They are all so lonely, they are all so confused, like an eagle with broken wings, and like a warrior in distress. They are as warm as fire, but also as sad as snow..."
Men are like language graduates who talk endlessly about sad literature.
Suddenly, the lights on the high platform where he was were extinguished, leaving only the last words floating in the air.
"First of all, I would like to invite our King of Basara, the sexiest man in the world, the killer of love...Basara King!"
A beam of light fell from the sky and landed at the door of Gao Tianyuan. A heavy rumble came, as if some beast was roaring in the darkness. Everyone's eyes gathered there, waiting with bated breath.
A bright beam of light shot in from the door, everyone was so panicked that they couldn't open their eyes. A swift black shadow rushed into the door of Takamagahara at high speed, and the people gathered at the door screamed and got out of the way.
The women pushed and pushed to make way for a passage in the center. The huge black shadow roared and shuttled through the crowd. The wind whipped up by the high-speed movement lifted the skirts of the women, and the women screamed in shock.
She shouted while pulling down her fluttering skirt.
The black Harley-Davidson was speeding, and on the seat was a purple-clad figure, not even wearing a helmet or protective gear, and his long blond hair was flying in the wind.
Crystal wine glasses are placed on the road leading to the end of the stage. These wine glasses form a wall as high as one person, which is undoubtedly an unavoidable obstacle.
If a driver with insufficient driving skills hits the glass wall, shards of glass will fly all over the place, injuring tonight's distinguished guests, and Takamagahara will get a bad reputation.
Of course, if the driving skills are amazing, it will undoubtedly push today's atmosphere to a new peak.
This is obviously an exciting gamble. The stakes are Takamagahara's reputation, and the chips are the driver's skills.
I saw the blond rider suddenly lift the head of the beast under his feet, and the 300-kilogram Harley motorcycle rushed up the gentle slope next to the dance floor. The whole car took off high and crossed the wall of goblets. The rider separated from the body and spun in the air.
After 360 degrees, he landed firmly back on the car, and the beast-like Davidson also landed firmly on the stage.
Thunderous applause and tsunami-like cheers erupted from the audience. When they saw the appearance of the man on the motorcycle clearly, the cheers became even crazier, and the women screamed at the top of their lungs.
He was a man with boundless sex. His suit and shirt were wide open, revealing his sculpturally perfect chest muscles. His face was as perfect as a male god in an artist's painting, with flaming red lips and black blade-like eyeliner.
With long golden hair, every move reveals the style of an Italian man, like a passionate and charming prince.
"Basara ra ra King!"
Everyone in the audience cheered for the man on the stage, and the guests went crazy.
The shouts became louder and louder, almost blasting people's eardrums. Women have already begun to snatch the Harley-Davidson motorcycle that Basara King just sat down on. This non-limited edition motorcycle was immediately more expensive than the limited edition model.
s price.
Caesar on the stage waved and gave these crazy women a bright smile, which was brighter than the sun.
Sure enough, the men of the Gattuso family would never lose on any battlefield involving women.