The old man looked suspicious, "You don't even know this, so you can't be a spy of the enemy country, right?"

Xue Chengyou hurriedly explained, "How can it be possible? I just don't go out much, and my family doesn't have money to study, and I don't know a word. How can I be as well-informed as you, brother?"

"Even...well, I can even compose a poem while watching a performance! I'm so jealous!"

I was really happy that the mustache was praised, so I told Xue Chengyou the story of Li Ge digging a sword to save the country.

The historical characters played by Yue'er, who co-authored the stage, include not only women, but also men.

""Li Ge" was originally a monk during the Warring States Period. He was very talented and wealthy. He saw the extravagance and absurdity of the royal family at that time and did not want to manage politics. In anger, Li Ge left the capital and buried the sword in hiding in the forest.

But the foreign tribes from the south invaded from the north, and the people were in dire straits.

Li Ge really couldn't bear it, so he returned to the place where the sword was hidden, dug out the sword and activated it, and returned to the imperial city in an attempt to save the people from the fire and water. "

As Xue Chengyou listened, he found that he still had a few chestnuts in his pocket, and took them out to share with his mustache.

When the mustache said just now, he took out the folding fan and shook it a few times. When he saw the chestnut, he put it back into his waist and continued to eat and watch with Xue Chengyou.

At this time, Yue'er's sword dance was coming to an end. When Xue Chengyou heard Master Lin over there, he looked very intoxicated, "If I were to judge, Miss Yue'er must be the best tonight!"

Xue Chengyou nodded secretly. When An Yuan was performing on the stage, she had already focused her attention on Mr. Xu.

Mr. Lin has been ignored so much that he will not vote for Anyuan.

And looking at the gentle Mr. Xu now, Xue Chengyou felt that there was a high chance that he would defect in battle.

In the last scene of Li Ge saving the country, there is a scene of Li Ge and his friends breaking up.

The way Yue'er showed it was to cut a piece of silk with a sword.

A gust of wind blew up, and the handkerchief-sized red shawl hit Xue Chengyou's face.

Xue Chengyou was so frightened by the unexpected piece of silk that he dropped the chestnuts in his hand.

I heard people around me discussing in low voices which young master was so lucky today.

The mustache was very alert and quickly took off the silk piece from Xue Chengyou's face, folded it squarely in his hands, then ran to the stage and offered it with both hands.

"Miss Yue'er, this is your thing, please return it to me." The mustache looked up at Yue'er very excitedly, but Yue'er only glanced at the stack of square pieces of silk and smiled at the mustache.

Then she walked off the stage and came to Xue Chengyou, "May I ask the young master's last name?"

Xue Chengyou was just here to join in the fun, but he didn't expect Yue'er to bring everyone's attention to him.

But this was not the first time Xue Chengyou encountered such a highly anticipated scene. He was familiar with it and reported his name to Yue'er very calmly.

Unexpectedly, Yue'er suddenly held his hand and said softly: "Yue'er and the Young Master are destined to be together, and I don't know why. As soon as Yue'er saw the Young Master, she felt very familiar with him. Could it be that she and the Young Master had an old relationship in the past life?"

Yue'er's words were very clear. She meant that Xue Chengyou was destined.

At this time, the Eight-Character Hu brother carefully placed the square piece of silk on his chest and sighed: "Little brother, you are really blessed to be favored by Miss Yue'er!"

Xue Chengyou suddenly had the illusion that he was eating something.

There were whispers all around, but the emcee on the stage reacted and said proactively: "This young master is very lucky today. I also invite him and Miss Yue'er to come on stage together."

Xue Chengyou wanted to break free from Yue'er's hand, but was held tightly by the other party. This strength and wrist strength were almost restraining him.

Xue Chengyou followed him to the stage helplessly. He saw the eyes from the audience, including envy, contempt, surprise, and sighs. Everyone's expressions were lifelike, and there were really all kinds of expressions on their faces.

At this time, Mr. Lin couldn't sit still for the first time. He started making a fuss, "Why? Why did this person become Yue'er's destined person!?"

The onlookers nodded and agreed with his point of view.

Although Mr. Xu shook his fan and said nothing, the way he looked at Xue Chengyou up and down showed his disapproval.

Xue Chengyou was also helpless. He just came to join in the fun and did not want to be the leading actor.

He could only smile at Yue'er with a stiff face: "Girl, you must have recognized the wrong person." As he said this, he pulled Yue'er's hand down.

But Yue'er didn't take it seriously, "Sir, that piece of red silk is the testimony of our destiny."

Xue Chengyou was speechless. He just had bad luck and stood in the wind. The most he thought about was to take a sip of wind. How could he think of being entangled with a woman?

And for some reason, Yue'er gave him a much stronger sense of oppression than Anyuan.

The women behind the stage couldn't hold it any longer and rushed to show their faces to check the situation in front of the stage.

When he saw An Yuan facing him with a face full of resentment, Xue Chengyou knew that he had already formed a relationship with the Qiankun Dao Alliance, and it would be better to leave Xue Ping earlier.

No, he left with Yan Qingluo.

At this time, Yue'er, while grabbing Xue Chengyou's wrist, was still rubbing it ambiguously in his palm. Xue Chengyou was very stiff and confused.

The other party's hint...isn't it a bit too strong and straightforward?

But then Xue Chengyou discovered that Yue'er's five fingers all had calluses of varying degrees of color. He had felt this kind of touch before, it was...

Xue Chengyou stared blankly at Yue'er's heavily made-up face. Yue'er smiled and winked at him.

Xue Chengyou said to Yue'er: "Indeed, Miss Yue'er and I are very destined. Today, everyone will testify and make this good relationship between us possible!"

Everyone present did not know why Xue Chengyou suddenly changed his attitude.

The old brother with a mustache bumped him with a crutch and whispered to Xue Chengyou: "You are so handsome!"

He kept talking to Xue Chengyou.

Xue Chengyou smiled slightly at this, no longer hesitant like before.

Yan Qingluo actually pretended to be an oiran! This imagination is too wild! ?

He and Yan Qingluo held hands tightly, and suddenly felt that Yan Qingluo's cool clothes were very annoying.

Xue Chengyou took off his robe and put it on Yan Qingluo, and there were some hisses from all around.

Yan Qingluo, who was pretending to be Yue'er, looked shy.

The emcee was also stunned on the stage. It took him a long time to react, "Now, please vote for the show! We will give each audience flowers of seven colors, corresponding to one of the women performing on the stage."

Everyone just throws their favorite flowers into the basket, and the three with the most flowers will be the top three tonight! "

Yue'er was not in a hurry to go backstage, but held hands with Xue Chengyou and waited in the audience.

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