As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine is less than a bosom friend, but half a sentence is too much if you don't speculate. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
As a socialist three-good youth who grew up under the red banner, Gu Nan and Zhao Yiren, a powerful capitalist under the feudal system, had nothing to say at all.
The two sat at a table drinking wine, chatting without saying a word.
But I don't know why Zhao Yiren seems to be very interested and always brings up the topic on his own initiative.
Just as Gu Nan was thinking about finding an excuse to leave first, the crowd not far away made a commotion.
"Huaxian, the girl Huaxian is here."
"Where is it? Let me see."
"Where, where?"
People were shouting, Gu Nan was holding the wine glass, his eyes were drawn to him unconsciously, and he saw a woman walking up to the high platform of the pavilion from a distance.
Wearing a silk dress, the skirt swayed with her steps, like a lotus leaf swaying in the wind. There are not many accessories on the head, just a simple hair accessory with hair tied. The smooth black hair hangs on the half-exposed white shoulders, carrying an inexplicable charm.
She looked closely at her face, but couldn't see clearly because of the tulle.
I only saw a pair of eyes, and those eyes were as seductive as silk, and I just glanced at the people in the building lightly, which made people feel fascinated.
There is a tear mole under the left eye, but it highlights her charm more vividly and delicately.
"What a nice view."
Zhao Yiren, who was sitting next to Gu Nan, murmured in a daze.
Gu Nan woke up with a start, and found that everyone in the hall was looking at the figure on the high platform, and no one said a word.
Inside the East Hairpin Building, she was pouring a glass of wine for a while, and the sound of the jug and glass colliding was very obvious.
The girl on the high platform smiled softly, but the quiet voice could be heard very clearly in the silence of the audience.
"The little girl doesn't know how deep she is, so she has to hold a poetry meeting according to her own preferences. She is humble and famous, so she has to be in this place of flowers and willows. She only hoped that there would be a few guests to appreciate poetry and prose, but unexpectedly the whole house was full of guests. I am very happy. Thank you all."
"Girl Huaxian, don't be polite. The Dongzanlou Poetry Fair is a great pleasure in Xianyang. It's my wish to come here to support you. Why do you need to say thank you?"
"That's right, not to mention being invited by such a beautiful girl as Huaxian, how can I not wait?"
"Hahaha."
"Don't belittle yourself, Miss Huaxian. If you are humble and famous, what are we?"
The guests in the hall responded to Huaxian's words one after another, and it was noisy for a while, but it took a long time to calm down.
Gu Nan held the wine bottle and looked towards the high platform.
Her eyesight is excellent, but she can see the expression of the painting fairy girl from a distance of more than ten meters.
Huaxian covered her mouth and smiled lightly, but there was no smile in her eyes at all.
Gu Nan could see very clearly, those eyes were very charming, but there was no expression at all, and there was a dead silence.
She spoke, her voice still carrying that coquettish tone. If you listen carefully, you can still hear some coolness.
It's hard to imagine two completely opposite looks and tones appearing on one person at the same time.
"Don't be joking, everyone. The little girl is originally from a troubled family. As a servant here, how can she not be humble and famous?"
After finishing speaking, Huaxian seemed to purse her lips, and it took a long time before she continued to speak.
"Today, in addition to the poetry meeting, the little girl also hopes to find a happy son, so she handed over her body."
After finishing speaking, Huaxian bowed profusely, turned and left.
boom!
The painting fairy had already left, but the atmosphere in the hall was like a drop of hot oil dropped into boiling water and exploded.
"Old mother, how will this poem be counted in as one of me!"
"And me, and me, let me tell you, don't rob me today!"
"I think I still have some poetic talents. Since ancient times, I have been gifted and beautiful, old mother, count me in."
The voices of registration kept coming and going, and the bustard in the hall was too busy to stop.
I saw her twisting her bloated figure triumphantly, and shouted: "Today is the big day for Huaxian girl. Naturally, the price of this price can't be the same as in the past. It's a hundred gold for a piece, and two hundred gold can give you a poem." .”
"It's natural!"
Those who can come here are of course rich and noble families, and this little money is really nothing to them, so they untied their pockets one after another.
Gu Nan looked deeply at the leaving figure of the girl named Huaxian.
A painting fairy is a fairy in a painting, no matter what, it is just a painting without a destiny of its own.
There is nothing to see in this brothel.
He silently drank the wine in his hand and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, he was caught by someone.
"Brother Gu, do you know poetry?" Zhao Yiren grabbed Gu Nan's hand rather interestingly and asked.
The soft touch made him slightly taken aback.
Gu Nan was pulled by Zhao Yiren's hand, but he didn't see him speak for a long time.
With a dark face, he pulled his hand out: "I'm just a rough person, what kind of poetry can I know?"
Zhao Yiren stared blankly at Gu Nan, and shook his empty hand.
Why is Brother Gu's hand more comfortable than ordinary women's
But he quickly came back to his senses and winked at Gu Nan.
"Brother, you don't have any idea about the painting fairy girl. Why don't you sign up for my brother, and you, how about watching the excitement here with my brother?"
It's hard for him to go out of the palace once. It's so boring to play with this person, and it's always a lot of fun to pull someone along.
Looking at Zhao Yiren who was a little too hospitable in front of him.
A strange look appeared on Gu Nan's face.
This guy, can't it be glass.
Thinking about it, he took a closer look at Zhao Yiren. He was dressed in extraordinary clothes, so he should be a son of a nobleman.
I heard that this official family has some strange hobbies, isn't it really a rumor
Thinking of this, Gu Nan shuddered all over, and quickly shook off his own thoughts.
Although he maliciously planned a wave of the other party in his heart, but after all, he was kindly invited, and Gu Nan was too embarrassed to smear other people's face.
Idle is also idle.
Gu Nan did it again: "Then let's talk about it first, you will take care of the drinks."
"Success." Zhao Yiren was also quite straightforward, and immediately waved his hand: "Old lady, bring me two more jugs of wine. By the way, help me and my brother beside me sign up."
The season of snow in November and February.
The street outside the East Hairpin Tower is half white, with a cold wind blowing, and a few poor beggars are still begging on the street in tattered clothes.
Inside the East Hairpin Building, there is the Biyu Hall, where the fire is burning inside, and it is as warm as spring, even if you only wear a single shirt, it will not be cold.
People drank wine and talked about the poems and songs, and the picturesque beauties.
Behind the hall, there is a small pavilion covered with a white gauze, making it difficult to see the people inside, but she is the focus of all of them.
At this time, the painting fairy was sitting in the small pavilion, the charming smile on her face had already receded, she did not have the charming look in front of the hall at all, but she was wearing an indifferent indifference.
Originally, I thought that I could rely on my flimsy performance to protect myself, but after all, the woman who came here couldn't escape and give it to others.
Think of what the old mother said to her today.
The corner of Huaxian's mouth curled into a sad smile.
She has already been heartbroken, so what if she just finds someone casually
There was no sound in the pavilion, but there was a commotion outside the pavilion, but the poetry meeting had already started.