Spy War 1929

Chapter 109 The Couple
Fang Yanyun sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror.She is only in her 20s, not very old.

But now, she no longer had the immature look on her face, nor the innocence in her heart.She smiled at herself in the mirror, and she raised her hands and feet with a charming charm.

The word charm is not appropriate to describe women in their 20s, but it is true.

I don't know when was the last time I wore this kind of clothes.

Raising her hand and looking down at the clothes on her body, Fang Yanyun felt a little sigh in her heart.I put on this clothes because of life, and now I wear this clothes because of habit.Fortunately, she is happy and content now.

His thoughts diverged slightly, and Fang Yanyun didn't come back to his senses until the sound of footsteps outside.

"Sister Yun!"

A waitress also wearing a black vest and white shirt walked in from outside.Women wear men's clothing, with a high ponytail, and a good face, with a heroic spirit.But it is even more eye-catching than those dancers wearing rouge and gouache.

"I see, I'll come." Fang Yanyun put away her thoughts and replied softly.

"I heard the boss is coming too?" she asked.

"Here we are, sitting on the second floor with a foreigner, directly in front of the stage." The waitress replied.

Fang Yanyun's mouth curled up, and she stood up, "Okay, let's go."

"Miss Fang is on stage!"

"It's really Ms. Fang! I've seen her from afar before, but I never expected to see her on the stage." Someone said.

"Miss Fang is still so beautiful!" Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of the ballroom, Hector also said aloud.

Chen Ledao just smiled lightly at this, without commenting, he picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to disturb you. May I share a table with you?" Both of them focused their attention on the lower part. Fang Yanyun was talking about something he had to say when he was on the stage, when a voice suddenly came from beside him.

The two looked back, and at some point a couple appeared beside their table, who appeared to be husband and wife.

The man is thin and tall, his hair is parted in the middle, and he is styled with hair cream.Under the broad forehead, there are round eyes on the high bridge of the nose, and the facial features are regular and soft.Wearing a decent tweed suit and a red bow tie, he had a gentle and polite smile on his face when he spoke.

The female partner next to him was wearing a cheongsam that was not too bright, with a waistcoat on her shoulders, with a pale face and red lips, she looked at the two with a polite smile, and held the wrist of the male partner next to him.

Looking back at the two of them, Chen Le said that a word came to his mind - talented and beautiful.

"There are no seats in the ballroom. My wife and I heard that Miss Fang Yanyun is going to sing here, so we came here to listen to a song. I wonder if it is convenient for us to sit together as a couple." Facing the eyes of the two, the gentleman's man Said again.

"Of course no problem," Chen Ledao said before Hector had stood up.

He didn't know how long his eyes stayed on the other's female companion, and he turned his eyes away when he heard what the man said about the couple.

Hector got up and gave up his seat, walked to Chen Ledao's side, and gave up his seat.At this moment, he fully demonstrated the demeanor that a romantic French man should have.

"Thank you two gentlemen." The man let the woman sit inside, opposite to Chen Ledao, while he sat facing Hector.

The three sat down, and the melodious singing sounded from below.

The four of them stopped talking and listened quietly.

All four looked at the stage below, and the man listened to the singing below.Fang Yanyun spoke clearly. Although there were no subtitles, her clear and graceful singing voice still conveyed the lyrics clearly to several people's ears.

Listening to the lyrics, the man's expression became more serious, with a little surprise on his face, and at the same time, there seemed to be a bit of surprise in it.

The dance hall was very quiet, and everyone was intoxicated by Fang Yanyun's singing.Chen Ledao turned his head to look at the reactions of the people around and downstairs.Suddenly, at this moment, he really understood the influence of the name of Shanghai's No. [-] courtesan.

Although it is derogatory, it does not prevent people from flocking to it.

Regardless of whether they were men or women, many of them shook their heads slightly and their bodies twisted in small arcs along with the melodious and melodious singing.

Fang Yanyun was just a simple dancer before, and never sang on stage.Many people come here not only to see her, but also because they are curious about her singing.

Fang Yanyun's voice was gentle and soft, a little charming, a little charming.It's just right to sing this song.As the song ended, everyone on the first and second floors applauded.There was a voice of praise in the applause.

"The music is good, the lyrics are good, and the singing is good!" the man opposite Hector praised, with a smile on his face.

Hector seemed to want to say a few comments not to be outdone, but he couldn't think of what to say.He opened his mouth and was speechless.

Chen Ledao looked at it amusedly, but did not make fun of him.After all, Chinese people are not the only ones who pay attention to face, especially when men are in front of beautiful women.

Fang Yanyun did not step down, and she sang for the second time upon request.

"I heard that the owner of the song and dance hall wrote this song for Miss Fang himself. I didn't expect the lyrics to be so wonderful." The man said in admiration.

Where is the magic?Naturally, it is wonderful to write about the prosperity of Shanghai Beach and the sadness of people living in Shanghai at night.

"Is this song written by the owner of the dance hall?" Hector's eyes widened, as if he heard something incredible.

"Yes, I heard from the waiter in the dance hall, but I heard that the dance hall used this as a gimmick to attract attention when it was publicized." The man said.

Hector stared his beautiful eyes wide, his blue pupils dilated a little, looking incredible and suffering a great blow.

"This song was indeed written by the owner of the dance hall." Chen Ledao said aloud, and both husband and wife turned their attention to him.

It was the first time for Chen Ledao to speak since they sat here.Both of them were curious why Chen Ledao was so sure about this matter.

"My name is Chen Ledao, and I am the owner of this dance hall." Chen Ledao bowed slightly and said politely.

He couldn't say the word despicable, and he always had the feeling that he was calling himself despicable.

The temperament of the couple opposite is different from others, especially the man, who is elegant, refined, and polite. He can tell at a glance that he is a serious scholar, so Chen Ledao can only speak half-literately.

In the face of this man's gentle demeanor, he always has the feeling of playing tricks when he speaks like this.

In front of the real literati of this era, he is actually not much better than the illiterate.But because I know a lot, I am not stage frightened.

"I haven't asked the names of the Xian couple yet." Chen Ledao asked.

Hector's eyes widened beside him, with envy in his eyes, Chen Ledao's appearance at the moment was like the sun shining high in the summer sky, he didn't know how to describe it, he only knew that Chen Ledao must be very proud at this time.

The couple also seemed surprised by Chen Ledao's identity, but they didn't lose their composure, they just seemed a little surprised.This made Chen Ledao more certain that the identities of the other two should be unusual.

Judging from this appearance, at least he is someone who has seen many big scenes.

"Sorry, I'm sorry." The man bowed, only then remembered that he hadn't introduced himself after rubbing his seat.

"My surname is Xu, and my name is Zhimo. This is my wife, Lu Mei." The man said with a slight smile on his face.

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Chen Ledao was silent for a while, he couldn't tell what mood he was in for a while, his eyes turned back and forth on the man and the woman.

Lu Mei, shouldn't she be called Lu Xiaoman!Isn't it the same person?

"Xu——Zhimo?" Chen Ledao paused, "Xu——Zhimo from "Farewell to Cambridge"?"

The man smiled, nodded and said:
"Does Mr. Chen also know this clumsy work? It's a great honor. I am indeed this Zhimo." Xu Zhimo said with a smile.

It's really this one!

What did you just say?This one looks like a real reader!
Every time more dogs are slaughtered in righteousness, most of them are scholars who are ungrateful!
Ahem, he seems to be a fan of this gentleman's poetry, so it's better to keep it in your heart.No comment on personal matters.

"I didn't expect it to be Mr. Xu. I really like Mr. Xu's farewell to Cambridge." Chen Ledao couldn't help being a little excited.

Although he is still a character now, he really cannot remain indifferent to this person who has truly left his name in history and has also been taught in Chinese textbooks.

Just ask the Chinese textbook several times, there are a few modern poems that can catch up with "Gently I leave, just as I came lightly. Quietly I leave, just as I came quietly, I waved my sleeves, without Walk a cloud."

The other poems are almost forgotten, but this poem has become a memory that cannot pass away, and remains deep in his heart.

"So lightly I go, as lightly I came

I gently waved, to be a cloud in the western sky
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the setting sun
"

In front of Xu Zhimo, Chen Ledao read the whole poem to prove his liking for the poem.He used to not understand what it was like to chase stars, but now he probably understands it.

Chen Ledao doesn't remember many poems, Li Taibai's "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" and Luo Binwang's "Ode to the Goose" firmly occupy the first place in ancient and modern times. "Farewell to Cambridge" should also be ranked in the top ten.This is not a historical status, but a poem he clearly remembers.

"It's Zhimo's honor that Brother Chen likes this poem so much." Reciting the poem instantly shortened the relationship between the two, but Xu Zhimo directly called Brother Chen to the two who were still unfamiliar with each other.

"Brother Chen, your lyrics are also well written, and the lyrics are even more beautiful. It describes the prosperity of Shanghai, and also describes people's drunkenness, dreams, death and helplessness. There are so many people in the dance hall, but it is all because of your song." Captured."

Xu Zhimo's speech was not as polite as Chen Ledao imagined, but after thinking about it, it seemed to be the case. The other party was studying in Cambridge and studied Western learning.

If you really want to speak politely, it seems that something is wrong.

"Brother Xu, you are too modest. "Farewell to Cambridge" is destined to be a poem that will be famous in history. This poem of yours makes me yearn for Cambridge. Compared with it, Ye Shanghai is far worse. Too much, it seems to be moaning without illness."

After being demoted and praised, Chen Ledao didn't feel any pressure at all.But having said that, although this song is a classic, the gap between the two is real.In other words, the genres are different and cannot be compared.

The two were exchanging commercial compliments, the difference being that Chen Ledao was genuinely bragging, while Xu Zhimo was flattering. The lyrics were good, but in the eyes of someone like him.Of course there is still room for improvement—literally.

Lu Mei—also called Lu Xiaoman—looked at the two with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.I really didn't expect to join a random table and meet someone who can talk so well with my husband.

"I have long heard that the owner of Yeweiyang Song and Dance Hall is young and promising, and his talent is in full bloom. But I never thought that Brother Chen, at your age, can achieve what you are today. In this regard, you are much better than me." Looking at the prosperity of the dance hall, Xu Zhimo couldn't help but said.

Xu Zhimo is in his thirties this year, and Chen Ledao is only in his twenties. From his face, he can tell that Chen Ledao is younger than him.When he was as old as Chen Ledao.He is still studying abroad with his family's money!
However, Xu Zhimozhi is not in business, and he is unwilling to take over the family property. As a rich second generation in the Republic of China-the past two years have been relatively tight, but money may not be that important to him.

"Brother Xu is being humble again. If you can share some of your literary talents with me, I would rather not have them." Chen Le said with a smile.

In the hearts of Chinese people, knowledge and talent are always pursued.

Chen Ledao waved to the waiter, who hurried over, it was a waitress.

General Manager Wei, who is good at observation, has discovered through some details that his boss is more satisfied with waitresses than male waiters.

"Boss," the waitress leaned forward.

"Go get a bottle of wine, and get some for this lady—" Chen Ledao stopped talking, and looked at Lu Xiaoman.

"Sister-in-law, what do you drink?"

Chen Ledao's sister-in-law shouted happily, these two people are older than him, but if you really want to talk about these two people as his grandparents, he still thinks they are young.

"No, I'll just drink like you guys." Lu Xiaoman said with a smile.

How could women in the Republic of China, especially women like Lu Xiaoman, not drink alcohol?Whether ordinary people can drink and win is another matter!

"That's fine," Chen Ledao fell into a misunderstanding just now, and immediately reacted.

The waiter left, and they chatted again.

Xu Zhimo liked his new friend Chen Ledao very much. As for Chen Ledao, he didn't pick anything, whether it was Xu Zhimo or Lu Xun, he could do it all!
If we establish a good relationship with these people, maybe he will be like Mr. Zhu Ziqing's father one day.After a lapse of a hundred years, it is remembered by the world again and often talked about!

He can also go buy a few oranges!

Communication is a bridge to improve relationships, and drinking is a shortcut to making friends.

After a few glasses of wine, Hector's Chinese became more sloppy, but the relationship between Chen Ledao and Xu Zhimo improved by leaps and bounds.

When Fang Yanru came up, Hector was already lying on the table drunk.

Xu Zhimo is not much better either, he can drink, but not too much.Although he is a literati, not all literati can "have to drink three hundred cups" like Li Taibai.

It seemed that only Chen Ledao and Lu Xiaoman were awake on the table.

(There is a word count requirement for full attendance, so—hehe—this is a last resort. I drove home today, and everyone understands how crowded it is during the holidays. In addition, I was sick from the car, and I wrote it after returning home to rest for a while, so Time is a little tight. Sorry, everyone.)
(End of this chapter)