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70. Chapter 70 Make a Bet 2

Rong Yanran thought for a while and answered seriously: "You don't have to pay me the past three months' wages. If you haven't heard of it, you have to pay me ten times the wages. How about it?"

Luo Ziheng felt a moment of depression. It turned out that she just wanted to stay by her side for three months! More than half a month has passed. "If I have heard of it, you will do three months of work for me for free. I have never heard of it and I will pay you ten times the salary."

"Okay." Rong Yanran agreed so simply that Luo Ziheng began to shake a little. But he thought that he was familiar with the royal singing and dancing to the folk tunes, but he was more confident in himself.

Rong Yanran smiled at her, and she smiled cunningly, confidently, and quite ambition to win. She sorted out her thoughts and sang slowly: "I used ink and painted with ink and painting, just to pick up a few wisps of the moonlight, dyed the lotus charm, who can keep your mountains and green waters? I once hid you with white walls and black tiles, just to enjoy your spring, with the fragrance of poetry filling my hands, and sang softly in drunkenness, who can see through your mist and rain?..."

The modern pop singer Yang Yuying sang it, and it is closer to the ancient style. I dare to say that you have heard it and despise you to death! Rong Yanran had a slight smile on her face, but she was whispering in her heart.

Luo Ziheng felt that he had lost when her natural song sounded. He had never heard such a beautiful and popular song, especially her singing, which was melodious and melodious, filled with a faint beautiful sadness.

"...A thousand years of appointment, tacit encounter, you who remain unchanged are still as gentle as jade. You are in my heart, I am in your arms. This moment of Jiangnan is my eternal memory, and this moment of Jiangnan is my eternal memory." Rong Yanran asked excitedly as soon as she finished singing, "Have you heard it?"

Luo Ziheng nodded: "Where did you hear it?"

Rong Yanran proudly began to gild her face: "You certainly haven't heard the lyrics she wrote." Anyway, she can sing a lot of songs, bringing the wisdom of future generations to the previous dynasty, which can be regarded as a benefit to the people.

Luo Ziheng was so glad that he met her in this capacity, and even more glad that he decided to give her a chance to start over. Otherwise, how could he see so many ghosts and elves and cute moments?

"Okay, I promise you to pay you ten times your wages." He deliberately missed the concept of time.

Sure enough, Rong Yanran jumped up excitedly and cheered: "That's great!"

Suddenly, Luo Ziheng looked down and said coldly: "Who?! Come out!"

"Your Excellency is so good." The voice was a little familiar, with a lazy and free feeling. Murong An, who was dressed in white, shook his folding fan into the room. When he saw Rong Yanran, his eyes were brightly shining with surprise.

Didn’t he leave? Why was he here? Luo Ziheng was a little surprised.

It turned out that after Murong An got ashore, he walked a few steps and saw the lively scene in the town from afar. He still felt that the tranquility of Bluebird Lake was more suitable for him at this moment, so he took a few of his subordinates to stroll along the lake.

The sound of nature suddenly sounded, uniquely refreshing. Murong An asked one of his subordinates casually: "Feng, this song is good." Looking down on the song, it was the cruise ship he had just left.
Chapter completed!
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