"Want to see my cousin-law? Haha, you don't urinate and take care of yourself. Do you have the qualifications?" Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a disdainful sarcasm on his face. Obviously, he did not take Zhao Xiaohan and Zhang Liang seriously. Zhao Xiaohan was not surprised at all about the attitude of the middle-aged man. Not only was he not angry, he smiled slightly, took a sip of cigarettes, and slowly spit out a sip of green smoke and slowly floated on the middle-aged man's face: "If you think we are not qualified to see your cousin-law, then I'm so embarrassed, haha, I won't give you any penny for your money. Zhang Liang, let's go."

After the words finished, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and left in front of the middle-aged man's stunned expression. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan leaving, Zhang Liang did not react for a while. After a few seconds, he laughed and couldn't help but give a thumbs up at Zhao Xiaohan's back and hurriedly chased after him.

Seeing Zhao Xiaohan leaving without looking back, even Zhang Liang left. The middle-aged man almost got angry and his lungs exploded. However, after seeing Zhao Xiaohan and Zhang Liang enter the same box, the middle-aged man smiled and showed a cold smile on his face.

"Xiaohan, your actions and tone just now are so awesome. Teach me how did you say so pretend to be x?" As soon as you entered the box, Zhang Liang couldn't wait to rush to Zhao Xiaohan's side. In his opinion, Zhao Xiaohan's behavior and tone of speaking just now made him feel a deep sigh, especially the posture of spitting a cigarette on the face of a middle-aged man, which made him unable to help but think of Brother Ma in "The True Color of Heroes". Now he feels a little excited when he thinks about it.

"Read more books and novels. The protagonists in it all speak like this. Read more books and you can do it." Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and sat in his position. At this time, the two of them were still smiling and chatting about something, but they didn't eat a bite of hot dishes.

"Uh, which novel? I'll go and read it some other day." Zhang Liang seemed to believe Zhao Xiaohan's words. In his eyes, Zhao Xiaohan should be a little inferior. Children from rural areas generally have some inferiority complex. He can understand these, but when he saw Zhao Xiaohan's tone just now, he was so confident and indifferent, and he didn't take the middle-aged man seriously at all. If he hadn't seen Zhao Xiaohan's "weakness" in the classroom, Zhao Xiaohan's performance just now really made Zhang Liang want to look at him with admiration.

"The best ambiguous master is still updating. I am waiting for his update every day and I write it very well. Unfortunately, this guy has been updating too slowly. If I could find this author, I would definitely put a gun on his head and force him to update it." This sentence is definitely Zhao Xiaohan's heartfelt words, and there is absolutely no falsehood. He has been following this novel recently, but unfortunately the update is too slow. If he hadn't understood the pain of the author when writing a book, he would have used all his connections to find out the author's true identity.

"Uh, don't do this. We are civilized people. We must be convinced by virtue." Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Zhang Liang couldn't help but sigh silently for the author of this book. Is it easy for the author to write a book? He also has to face the danger of being pointed at the head with a gun at any time.

"Eat the food, the food is cold." Zhao Xiaohan did not joke with Zhang Liang anymore. He picked up the chopsticks, looked at the hot dishes that had already been served on the table, smiled slightly, but looked at Zhihua standing behind him. He almost forgot about the girl when he entered the door just now.

"Do you want to have something together?" Turning his head and seeing the girl sitting there obediently at this time without saying a word, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and spoke.

"No need, I've had dinner." Zhihua shook his head, stood up, walked to the people, bent down slightly, looked at the people with a respectful attitude of ninety degrees and raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Do you need me to use a song to cheer you up?"

"What kind of music do you do?" Zhao Xiaohan also became interested when he heard Zhihua's words. He had only seen on TV that there were beautiful women playing piano and dancing music to cheer him up. Unexpectedly, there would be such a program in reality? Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaohan once again couldn't help but appreciate the boss of Zuixianlou. The person who could come up with this method must not be a simple person. It's a pity that how could he become a cousin of the pussy?

"Haha, sir, you shouldn't ask me what kind of music I know, you should ask me what kind of musical instruments I know, because there are so many songs I know." Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Zhihua smiled slightly and couldn't help but joke with him. Perhaps Zhao Xiaohan was too kind-faced, and compared to those lustful old men who always wanted to take advantage of her, she undoubtedly looked much more pleasing to her.

"Haha, okay, then what kind of musical instrument do you know?" After hearing Zhihua's words, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but shake his head and laughed. This girl is quite interesting.

"Guzheng, pipa, guqin, piano, guitar, flute, harmonica, saxophone, organ." Zhihua smiled faintly and reported so many kinds of musical instruments in one breath. When he heard the names of these instruments, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and nodded. Hearing the names of these instruments, he did not expect that it would take so many talents to be a maid here?

"You know a lot of things, but there seems to be no musical instruments you know here." After looking around, Zhao Xiaohan reminded with a smile.

"As long as you want to hear, we have it all here." As he said that, Zhihua slowly walked to the corner of the box, pulled up a covered red cloth, and then a variety of unique, antique instruments appeared in front of everyone. Sure enough, there were guzheng, pipa, guqin, guitar, flute, harmonica, etc., and what was even more unexpected was that there was a black painted piano behind these instruments.

"Here, there are all the instruments I mentioned here, not only this private room, but each of our Zuixian Tower's private room will have these essential instruments." Seeing the surprise in the eyes of Zhao Xiaohan and the others, Zhihua explained to them with a smile. When he heard Zhihua's words, Zhang Liang was surprised and then heard the shouts of the two of them. Obviously, he did not expect that there were so many things hidden in a small private room in Zuixian Tower. Of course, what they didn't expect was that there were so many different channels in the Zuixian Tower.

"Damn, why didn't anyone perform a show for me when I came last time?" Seeing Zhihua's graceful figure, Zhang Liang muttered with depression. When he heard Zhang Liang's words, the fat and thin headed dog looked at Zhang Liang with a strange look on his face and said, "Did you have no show when you came last time?"

"No." Zhang Liang shook his head in annoyed voice and said, "I am also a big girl who is in the sedan chair. This is the first time I have seen such a fun show."

Looking at the annoyance on Zhang Liang's face, Zhihua smiled lightly again and took the initiative to explain to them: "Don't be surprised, this is a special program of our Zuixianlou. Only guests in the private room can enjoy it. Of course, there are other entertainment methods on our third and fourth floors. The special programs on each floor are different. For example, the special programs on our second floor are performing various instruments to the guests."

"Oh, so that's it. I said, I didn't see your performance when I came last time." After hearing Zhihua's explanation, Zhang Liang nodded suddenly with enlightenment. However, in a blink of an eye, he once again focused his eyes on Zhihua's exquisite and transparent transparent gauze skirt, and a man's passion was released in his eyes.

"Do you know how to play the piano?" After a few seconds, Zhao Xiaohan, who had not spoken, finally spoke again. When he spoke, he had a faint smile on his face.

"Yes." Zhihua nodded.

"Play a song "The Mark of Rain" for me, is there no problem?" Zhao Xiaohan thought for a while and issued the name of a piano piece. This song "The Mark of Rain" challenges the coordination of hands, musical and feel of the piano player. Generally speaking, this song requires a person who has a full understanding of life to resonate with this song.

"No problem." Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Zhihua nodded with a serious expression. It was obviously also understood the difficulty of this piano piece. This song was made by a musician who is best at depicting love in South Korea and is also a pianist with a very high status internationally. Therefore, it is really difficult for Zhihua to perfectly perform this piano piece well.

A few minutes later, Zhihua was already sitting in front of the piano, gently tried a few notes with both hands, listened with his ears, and inadvertently, a trace of hair was messy in the corners of his eyes, and he gently stretched out his hand and teased behind his ears. For her, this was just a simple move, but it made the men sitting on the table slightly surprised. However, Zhihua, who was sitting in front of the piano, didn't know how tempting such actions were for men and heart-struck.

"In life, people keep leaving or entering."

"So what you see is gone, you can't see it."

"Remember, forget."

"In life, there are constant gains and losses."

"So, what is invisible is seen."

"Forgotten, remember."

"However, invisible means that it does not exist?"

"Remember, will it never disappear?"
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