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"Sir, do you need cigarettes?"

At this moment, a little girl was standing beside him, but she looked about seven years old, with long shiny hair and two braids.

Ding Xiaoyi was startled, and looked at the little girl's attire.

Simple clothes with a few patches.

Holding a square box in both hands, the box is very large, with a rope hanging on the girl's slender neck.

It was filled with all kinds of cigarettes, brands I had never seen before.

Fairy Card, Harde Gate, Daqianmen, Three Fortresses...

All kinds of cigarettes are brightly colored, and pictures of women, soldiers on horseback, etc. are actually painted on the cigarette packages, which makes people feel novel.

In addition, there are large bags of paper bags, which contain scattered shredded tobacco.

These things are simply unimaginable in reality.

Because of the Union Act, cigarettes in reality, the outer packaging, must not be beautified.

Even posted real pictures of rotting lungs like aborted babies.

In order to achieve the purpose of making people quit smoking.

Although it does not work well for the older generation of smokers.

These old smokers often buy a delicate silver box specially used to store cigarettes.

But for those students or young people, many people feel fear and disgust after seeing the picture on the cigarette package, which makes them instinctively reject cigarettes.

Among them is myself.

He thinks that if there is no alliance decree, perhaps the cigarettes in reality will definitely be more fashionable and aesthetically designed.

However, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly noticed that the girl's bare feet were stepping on the cold ground.

His heart thumped violently, as if he had been stabbed.

Those were a pair of cute little feet, but they were covered with mud.

Even the leather on the toes has been worn out.

It makes people feel distressed and unbearable.

Ding Xiaoyi opened his mouth, not even knowing what to say.

"Sir, do you want to buy cigarettes, I can give you a box of matches!"

In the immature voice, there was a maturity that shouldn't belong to her age.

It was as if a stone weighed heavily on his heart.

A nine-year-old girl sells cigarettes on a cold night with her bare feet.

Such a sense of impact instantly pierced my heart like a sharp knife.

When I was my age, I was enjoying the sunshine on the beach, playing carelessly with a water gun.

He never worried about his food, drink and clothes.

Not to mention myself, even Wang Jialiang's cousin, who is the same age, is chubby like a pig.

Strong contrast.

Undoubtedly it made my heart suffer even more.

This suffering made him suddenly bored with this world.

And this boredom became more and more intense, making him want to escape and leave here.

I saw Ding Xiaoyi involuntarily took a step back, even a little afraid to see the little girl's expectant eyes.

He knew that there was nothing he could do to help.

Turning around suddenly, he walked forward at a faster speed, hoping to throw the little girl away from behind.

"gentlemen!"

The girl's cry pierced his heart like a needle.

Dan Ding Xiaoyi still kept his head down and walked forward regardless.

He didn't gradually slow down until he couldn't hear the little girl's cry.

Putting your hands in your pockets, it was really empty.

There was a bit of bitterness on the thin cheeks.

This made him feel for the first time that poverty can be so sad.

"It's all fake, don't take it seriously."

Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and told himself repeatedly in his heart that everything he saw here was just something created by psychic creatures, and it was not real at all.

Even as long as he takes the little girl away, she will be like a bubble, blowing away.

At this time, the singing beside my ear gradually diverted my attention away.

"The south wind brings coolness, the nightingales sing together,

The flowers under the moon fall into dreams,

Only that evening scent.

exuding fragrance..."

The singing came from the dance hall behind him, even though the loudspeakers hanging outside had poor sound quality and harsh noises.

But this does not affect the soft, charming and affectionate voice in the female singing voice.

Even the drivers pulling by the side of the road will squat on the rocks, listening to the singing, seem to have forgotten the difficulty of supporting their families for a while, and become fascinated for a while.

"This voice!"

Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows. Although the song had changed, the woman's voice was still familiar to him.

It was this voice that attracted him to this spiritual energy space.

Glancing at the resplendent gate of the dance hall, even though he had no money, he still strode inside.

The attendant at the door glanced at Ding Xiaoyi, but after seeing the neat and brand-new gown on Ding Xiaoyi's body and the jazz cap on his head, he didn't try to stop Ding Xiaoyi from entering.

He even opened the door for himself with a smile on his face.

Judgment by cover.

It's not a very good vocabulary.

Even in reality, there are very few such people. Even high-ranking officials or ordinary service workers will not make such low-level mistakes.

However, in this era, the word, although it is derogatory.

But it is popular, it is the most normal thing, and it is also the most appropriate thing.

A black gown has already put a substantial distance between Ding Xiaoyi and those ordinary people whose trousers are patched.

The spotless jazz hat seemed to make the attendant feel that this person was not an ordinary person.

Most importantly, the calmness and composure he displayed.

It's definitely not fake.

In the face of such a magnificent Shanghai dance hall, those bitter hahas, don't have the guts to come in.

To put it bluntly, even if they let these people in, they would be afraid of stepping on their own floor tiles, and would like to walk on tiptoes when they walk.

Resplendent crystal lamps, exquisite decoration and furnishings.

It looks like a palace-like decoration.

The world outside the door, where even the street lights were dim, was completely split apart.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Little brother, it's very unfamiliar, it's the first time you come to Shanghai!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a pocket watch on his chest came up to him, and when he saw Ding Xiaoyi staring at the hall in front of him.

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth could not help but hang a proud smile.

"Hehe, resplendent and magnificent, right? This is the Great Shanghai Song and Dance Hall!"

However, as soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi glanced at him, curled his lips, and said with disdain: "Turtle!"

Chapter 83: No dripping water 【Please subscribe, ask for a monthly pass】

"Turtle!!!"

As the director of the Great Shanghai Song and Dance Hall, he was actually called a local turtle? ?

All of a sudden, the smile on the middle-aged man's face froze for a moment, and the people who were in charge of watching the field around him seemed to sense something was wrong, and surrounded each other with winks.

However, at this time, Ding Xiaoyi took out a lollipop from his pocket unhurriedly.

Tear off the wrapping paper on it, and put it in your mouth leisurely.

He squinted at the middle-aged man, and finally locked his eyes on the silver pocket watch on the middle-aged man's chest.

"It's an old thing! It's not new now, it's more popular in our side!"

Ding Xiaoyi showed the electronic watch on his wrist.

Take it off and hand it to the middle-aged man.

Looking at the electronic watch handed over by Ding Xiaoyi, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up for a moment, and he took it with both hands and looked it over carefully.

To be the director of the Great Shanghai Song and Dance Hall, of course, not only know how to handle affairs, but the most important thing is to have knowledge.

Naturally, you can recognize the ā lā bo number on the electronic label.

Looking at the time on it, he compared it with his own pocket watch.

This electronic watch is of course not something expensive, it's just for the convenience of being able to tell the time in the underworld.

worthless stuff.

But one is a product of technology from the future, and the other is an old antique of unknown age.

The difference between the two is as huge as seeing the little girl selling cigarettes with bare feet.

The black jewel-like lacquer surface on the electronic watch, even without any decoration, can be simple and technologically designed, as well as flashing blue lights.

All of them caused a huge wave in the supervisor's heart.

Lamps are not uncommon in the big Shanghai song and dance halls.

It's so delicate, so small, and it doesn't need wires at all, which completely overturned his cognition.

Ding Xiaoyi stretched out his hand to take back the electronic watch, and took it with him leisurely.

With a lollipop in his mouth, he looked at a bumpkin in his eyes, as if he was ruthlessly mocking: "I haven't seen it, I haven't played it, you moron!"

This kind of look is very familiar to the steward, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as skillful.

Because he himself often uses this look to despise his relatives and friends.

The steward's face flickered for a while, and he waved his hand with his palm behind his back.

The spectators surrounding him immediately dispersed and returned to their positions.

After all, he is the master of human affairs, even though he felt uncomfortable, he immediately changed his face, and bowed to Ding Xiaoyi with a pleasant face:

"Master, you have seen the big world at first glance. Forgive me for being blind-eyed and negligent. Please come inside!"

The steward is only about fifty years old, but at this time, it is not too much to call himself old.

He personally led the way and guided Ding Xiaoyi to the VIP box on the second floor.

The Great Shanghai Song and Dance Hall is the most luxurious place in the entire Shanghai Concession.

A crystal chandelier runs through the winding steps on the three floors.

The rich and gorgeous decoration all give people a feeling of golden light.

If this is a villa, it may feel luxurious and generous.