
Zhu Chunchao obeyed Jun Shangxie's words, patting the back of his head, then immediately sat back down, "It turns out Young Master Jun is very boring, ha-ha, actually a child's game like this, too... "
Zhu Chunchao did not dare to continue his sentence, as Jun Shangxie looked at him coldly, as well as his facial expression was extremely cold, icy cold.
Zhu Chunchao swallowed the saliva in his mouth and thought that today he should not be happy once he heard that Young Master Jun had returned.
Young Master Jun's mood changed very often!
Besides, he also doesn't like to wait!
The men shifted their eyesight, as their fingers tapped on the chair algae, followed the guzheng rhythm several times, then their eyes refocused on the girl on the stage.
Yin Wushuang was a girl who had a bad character, but this song really played well.
Hearing the sound of guzheng as if imagined orchid flowers that are still buds in a valley then blooming, accompanied by the sound of spring, which makes calm and relief.
Instantly the girl on the stage began to slowly open her red lips, and began to sing an Ancient poem.
Yin Wushuang's voice is very clear, not soft nor made-up, her voice is flat and stable, she is really charming when bringing this ancient poem by singing and while playing guzheng.
He has white skin and a slender body, when he plays a guzheng instrument, as if he is playing the hearts of his audience. His fingers gently plucked the strings of that musical instrument.
In this fast-paced and sophisticated era, few people can enjoy these quiet moments.
The song and voice of Yin Wushuang had amazed the people there.
The woman who owned the nightclub was stunned backstage, she saw the light shining on the girl.
The spectators seemed to imagine Yin Wushuang standing alone at the peak of a thousand mountains, and all were simply speechless at her appearance.
For a moment, the woman who owned the nightclub even felt that she was not being faced with a little girl who was still sitting on the third year Junior High, it was as if he was faced with a noble goddess.
The woman who owned the nightclub was pensive for a moment to imagine that she was in the presence of a goddess who was playing guzheng and was singing, the woman who owned the nightclub suddenly laughed amusedly with her own imagination, Crazy, crazy, unexpectedly I thought that way."
He looked at all the spectators, then he smiled, Yin Wushuang managed to amaze the spectators!
In just an instant, backstage the nightclub reward points instantly reached six digits, and asked Yin Wushuang to sing a few more songs!
The people from the Capital have come here!
They must be important figures!
The eyes of the woman who owns the nightclub are sparkling, if this business is successful, it will definitely be very extraordinary!
One song is over.
Yin Wushuang returned backstage with a guzheng in her hand, with an eye as cold as a phoenix, she opened the door and said in her mind, "Five thousand."
About a minute after Yin Wushuang left, the spectators shouted, "Come again," they whistled softly.
Yin Wushuang could barely hear it all, she just stared at the smiling old woman while frowning slightly at it.
"Little girl, unfortunately, I didn't bring the money for you, the money was in the second-floor Shuiyue room, I'm very busy now, can you take it yourself?"
As the woman who owned the nightclub said, she gave Yin Wushuang a key, but at the same time a plan flashed in her eyes.
[Master beware, it's a trap! The woman who owns the nightclub doesn't look like a good person.]
"Of course he is not a good person, if he is a good person, why did Liu Muzhi escape before?"
[Ah, you already understand!] Mo Baobao snorted with a dissatisfied feeling.
"I like to conspire with tigers." Yin Wushuang was very fond of challenges, like a tiger that was used to various challenges in the forest.
Yin Wushuang and Mo Baobao were communicating, and the woman who owned the nightclub could not hear the two of them, he could only see Yin Wushuang's eyes becoming colder as if giving rise to a murderous aura.
Is my vision blurred?
The woman who owned the nightclub kept winking, Yin Wushuang then took the key and turned up the stairs.
"Truly blinding, huh! Makes me shudder! Manager, please go to tell Mr. Zhu Chunchao, tell him 'The material' is ready! Let Young Master Jun check it out!"
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