Now it’s a bit difficult to deal with. Why is it that every time I encounter this situation, my body cannot move? Is this the legendary talent of the protagonist who sees a beautiful woman unable to walk?
The cheongsam woman approached, looked at Bai Ze and raised her eyebrows: "Hey, that's interesting."
The woman saw something in Bai Ze, and then she frowned and kept secretive.
The woman hesitated, seeming to be thinking about something.
After pacing, he looked at Bai Ze and said, "You shouldn't have come here. Even if I let you go, he won't..."
"Who is he?" Bai Ze heard the key words.
"It's not something you can know now." The woman sighed and continued to sit at the table, wondering what she was thinking.
"Hey, you're having a secret meeting with a vixen outside behind your girlfriend's back. Classmate Xiaobai, you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, right?" Lingyu walked in with her waist swaying.
"Don't talk nonsense. Where did you get your girlfriend?" Bai Ze was also helpless. Don't talk nonsense about things that haven't been completed yet.
I don’t know what TV series this woman has been watching recently. She talks like a novice classmate and doesn’t even call her “little brother”.
"Hey, men are all caretakers and pig hooves. They always want to keep the red flag at home and the colorful flags fluttering outside.
Ha~man.
You said~ right, sister?" Lingyu sat in front of the cheongsam woman.
The cheongsam woman glanced at Lingyu and lowered her head as if recalling the past.
Bai Ze raised his eyebrows, this woman just throws out ideas to attract others, why does she involve herself?
"Maybe!" the cheongsam woman sighed.
"Since the past life was so melancholy, why not sing about it over wine? How about life?" When Bai Ze saw Ling Yu come in, he suddenly became bolder.
"Maybe..." The cheongsam woman hesitated, but finally didn't say anything.
What the woman wanted to say was: Maybe, as long as this woman is here, she can't do anything to you. But in the end, she didn't say it out loud.
"It might be good to sing over wine. The story is ready. Where is your wine?" The woman turned around and waved her hand, and a wine table appeared out of thin air in front of her.
Bai Ze put the ecstasy wine on the table and waited quietly.
"The wine made from the water from the Ecstasy Spring mixed with the endless bitterness of the human world is a bit interesting." The woman in the cheongsam picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
The woman's name is Zhou Die, a poetic and picturesque name.
When I was a child, I was born into an ordinary family. There happened to be a severe drought that year, and there was no harvest. Filling my stomach was a problem.
Adults may starve to death at any time, let alone children.
In order to survive, you can only go where there is food.
This year has been full of disasters, and disasters are everywhere in China.
The river embankment burst, and floods from the northern land flowed down the river. After crossing the Huaihe River, there was another drought.
The parents looked at their little son who was waiting to be fed, and they cruelly sold Zhou Die to a wealthy family passing by.
Zhou Die didn't blame them. After all, one more person meant more food. At that time, one person could be exchanged for more lives, which was a matter of immeasurable merit.
I thought I could get enough food to live in a wealthy family, but it was not good either.
The disputes began, and within a few years the large family's house was in ruins.
People have to survive, and Zhou Die turned around and came to Paramount.
At that time, Zhou Die had already become a slim figure. Even if her skin was rough, if she was neat and tidy, she would be a great beauty.
The foreman of Paramount initially disagreed, but he couldn't stand it and his boss took a fancy to this little girl.
My immediate boss is an old lady.
It is said that a mature lady still retains her charm, but this lady still retains more than just a little bit of charm.
Everyone calls her Hua Jie. It is said that Hua Jie is the concubine of the warlord. However, the warlord has declined and she is an old acquaintance with the boss, so she came over to help.
Even though Sister Hua is a bit old, she is so beautiful when she dances that she makes the head waiter lose her temper.
"What do you know, you rough guy? Even if the girl is frizzy now, it's because she has no guidance.
Just wait and see in March or May." Sister Hua rolled her eyes and ignored the foreman.
The foreman cursed secretly, but still had a kind smile on his face.
Zhou Die was flattered. She originally only applied for the role of a sweeping girl, but she didn't expect to join the dance class.
There are many girls in the same dance class, and their skin can be broken by blows.
In one sentence, you have to have a good face and a good figure.
Zhou Die looked at this group of girls, all dressed in bright clothes, smeared with makeup, and dressed in red and green.
Look at yourself again, the clothes you wear can't be more tacky.
When the other girls saw Zhou Die coming in, their eyes looked very strange.
Even if he doesn't say anything, he can still tell from his expression, who is this country bumpkin?
Could it be that Sister Hua saw us training hard and sent her here to clean the tables and sweep the floor?
"Her name is Zhou Die, and like you, she is here to practice dance etiquette.
You should encourage and support each other in the future." After Sister Hua finished speaking, she brought Zhou Die to the crowd and slowly exited the main stage.
However, Sister Hua did not go far. Looking at Zhou Die, she seemed to see her former self.
Zhou Die looked at everything around him and always felt that he was out of place here.
"Hey, new here, my sister's shoulder hurts, come here and give it a squeeze."
"Hey, new here, my sister's feet hurt, come here and give me a squeeze."
"Hey, new guy, you're thirsty, bring me a glass of water."
These girls seem to be very exclusive. When a new person joins them, they boss them around.
Sister Hua watched all this quietly and snorted coldly.
The girls finished practicing and dispersed.
Zhou Die recalled the dance steps they trained and repeated them.
Halfway through the practice, there is always a part that I can’t get into.
Repeated practice, but still can't get the hang of it.
The window of Sister Hua's office faced Xiu Ting from top to bottom. When it was time for next practice, the room was still brightly lit, and she couldn't help but be curious.
Those aunts are usually very punctual. Are you enlightened today?
Sister Hua walked to the window, shaking the red wine glass in her hand, and looked down.
Seeing that it was Zhou Die, I thought that was indeed the case.
Watching Zhou Die's repeated practice, Sister Hua finished her glass of red wine and came to the practice room with an elegant gait.
"You won't make progress like this. Just watch me dance again.
When I dance, you are not allowed to ask questions.
After I finish dancing, I will give you three opportunities to ask questions." Sister Hua looked at Zhou Die.
Zhou Die was like a child who was caught doing something wrong. When he heard Sister Hua say this, his face lit up with joy.
Sister Hua turned on the gramophone and danced to the rhythm.
Zhou Die watched mesmerizedly and danced gracefully. This is the style of a beautiful woman, right?
Sister Hua finished her song and looked at Zhou Die.
Zhou Die asked, three questions in a row.
Sister Hua listened to the questions and nodded secretly. None of the questions were aimless. They were all important questions. This child has some dancing talent.
Sister Hua answered one by one, and Zhou Die suddenly realized.
"Don't practice too late, the electricity bill is very expensive." Sister Hua came and went in a hurry.
Zhou Die bowed and said goodbye to Sister Hua.
Sister Hua walked to the door and looked back.
Nodding in appreciation, I look forward to the day when you will emerge from your cocoon and become a butterfly, just like your name.
After being taught by Sister Hua, Zhou Die danced coherently. Although she is not very proficient yet, time will tell everything.