"Don't look at me, you guys are talking about you."

He waved his hand with a smile, and Mu Changqing said, this kind of scene still made him feel a little hot.

But I felt a little strange in my heart. I didn't expect that my peach blossom poem borrowed from Brother Bo Hu was adapted into a small song in this world.

It sounds inexplicably good.

Get up and leave the seat and push the door and walk out of the hall.

Then stood by the railing on the second floor and looked down.

I saw a woman in blue sitting on the round platform in the hall, with a guqin in front of her. The melodious sound of the guqin came from the guqin.

The woman has a good appearance and a good figure. The audience members in the audience did not understand it or not, at least they had enough face to give the woman a lot.

"Miss Mu's song is still as good as ever."

"Yes, it's a pity that Miss Mu only sings songs. If you want to kiss Fangze, you may not have a chance."

"Brother Wu cannot say this. If you have the ability to write a good poem, it will catch Miss Mu's eyes and may become her first guest in the curtain."

"Okay, if I had this ability, how could I have the time to drink with you?"

The woman plucked the strings lightly and continued to sing quietly.

"There are things that are the dust of the carriage and the horse's feet are revealed, and the wine cups and flowers are the hermits."

"If the demonstrators are compared to hermits, one is on the plain and the other is on the sky."

"If you compare flowers and wine with carriages and horses, how can you be so busy and why should I be so idle?"

“…………”

But Mu Changqing gradually heard something wrong.

A song is a good song, and the song is also pleasant and pleasant.

But the tunes in it are too pretentious and sad.

Brother Bo Hu's poem about peach blossoms is grand and it is adapted into this. Mu Changqing is a little uncomfortable.

After the woman finished singing the song, she gave a gift to everyone in the hall, and then prepared to carry the piano and retreat behind the curtain.

At this time, a chuckle sounded upstairs.

"Please stay, girl."

Hearing this sound, Mu Lingyin subconsciously looked up at the second floor, and then saw a young young man standing at the railing with a smile on his face.

The light and shadow on the second floor are too dim, and they can only distinguish the edges and corners that cannot be seen in real detail, but a handsome outline can still be seen.

"Oh, someone wants to invite Miss Mu again."

"It's a pity that I'm going to be rejected again."

"Haha, this person probably is the first time he has come to Mingyue Tower to see Miss Mu's style."

The spectators in the hall laughed and shouted when they heard Mu Changqing's words.

"This young master, Lingyin doesn't drink with the guest, and I hope that the young master will not make things difficult for Lingyin."

The woman saluted Mu Changqing Yingying, and then said calmly.

Drink with a guest?

After muttering, Mu Changqing wanted to laugh.

"I think the girl is thinking too much, and I don't want to invite her to drink."

“Huh?”

"What new way to pick up girls?"

"Is it possible that it is a tactic of trying to get?"

The audience was thinking about it.

Sure enough, the woman felt a little bored when she heard the conversation between the guests in the hall.

However, due to the difficulty of identities between each other, there is no simple one who can go to the second floor to have a meal.

To put it nicely, I was respected as a great person, but to put it bluntly, I was just an actor who sang music in brothels.

Relying on his personality of selling skills but not selling himself, he is just a little famous.

Besides, in the large dyeing vat of fireworks, there is not so much innocence at all, and I just want to wait for the price.

"I hope the young master will not make things difficult for Lingyin."

The woman said again, her tone was getting colder.

"I said you're really thinking too much, I don't have the idea of ​​drinking with you at all."

He replied angrily, and Mu Changqing felt speechless.

Does this girl feel too good about herself?

Or are these people so much that they couldn't find Bei, and they thought they were a heartthrob?

"I just want to tell you that this poem is not sung like this."

"Although the girl has a good singing voice, this poem is more grand than magnificent. But it is too petty to sing it when the girl sings it. The original taste in this poem was sang by the girl."

Mu Changqing just commented casually.

But unexpectedly, this sentence caused public anger.

"Wow, where did the ignorant boy come from? He actually commented on Miss Mu's songs on his own."

"That's right, I think this song is good."

"Miss Mu has made friends with the talented people from the Academy of Arts and Music Arts, and even they praised Miss Mu very much."

"Miss Mu, don't care about these words."

Hey, look at my bad temper.

Mu Changqing couldn't help but feel angry as he listened to the words of the guests in the hall.

Why are there dogs everywhere?

Don’t you know if you can’t die if you lick your dog?

A dog licking can only see her sweetness, can you taste her salty?

But the woman's next words made Mu Changqing's anger disappear in an instant.

"I hope my son will be careful. I don't care if the song of the song "lingyin is not good" but it is too rude to comment on the poems of Chang'an County Magistrate in such absurd way."

"The poems of people like Chang'an County Hou are not something that ordinary people can assert that they can make arbitrarily."

The woman frowned and said, with a hint of impatientness in her tone.

What kind of person is Chang'an County Hou?

To say nothing exaggerated.

Ninety percent of unmarried girls in the entire Chang'an City have fantasized about becoming his wife.

The rest are not interested in men.

If he intends to stay in any brothel in Chuguan, he may be willing to recommend his own pillows.

I'm afraid I don't need to spend a penny if I sleep for ten or eight years.

A poet named Liu in his previous life is a model.

I have been quietly talking about it for so many years.

Nowadays, Chang'an County is more popular in Dayan.

If he could write a word to a woman, he would be afraid that the woman's value would instantly rise.

Mu Lingyin is naturally a fan of Chang'an County Hou. She neatly placed the poems published by Yan Daily every issue by her bedside.

I have to turn it over several times a day.

Now that I hear others' bad words towards my idol, I naturally feel very displeased.

Seeing the woman's frowning slightly, Mu Changqing coughed lightly, then his expression was a little surprised.

"Don't you know me?"

"Who are you? Why do you know you?"

He replied lightly, Mu Lingyin's words were very disdainful.

This is embarrassing.

A large-scale community death scene.

Just as I was thinking about how to go back to her, a smug laugh came from the side.

"Hahaha, bad guy, are you going to tease me to death?"
Chapter completed!