Chapter 604 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (10)

Huo Nanting rarely came to this kind of place, otherwise he would not have discovered Meng Sangjian's appearance when he came to beg him a few days ago.

People who are looking for him to talk about things like to make appointments in this kind of place.

The current trend is like this. For most people, coming to Paramount to listen to music every day has become a way to pass the time.

Huo Nanting didn't expect to see his little wife who just passed the door yesterday when he came here today.

He thought she asked him to marry her just to get rid of her life in Paramount.

But it turns out that he seemed to be thinking too much?

Looking at his little wife, she is not sad about being forced to stay here, and even changed her previous style, which is very eye-catching.

The songs Sang Jian sang are no longer the coquettish songs that are not age-appropriate and intentionally provocative.

She adapted two nursery rhymes, her voice is still sweet and soft, with a bit of girlish purity.

Because there is no rehearsal and no backup dancer, I can only dance by myself.

The brisk tunes, simple dance steps, and very easy-to-remember lyrics all inexplicably plunged the entire venue into a cheerful atmosphere.

As soon as she opened her mouth, some old fans in the audience realized that she was Meng Sangjian!

In the past, she always had one style. Even if you like her tone, you will soon get tired of it.

Today's style caught everyone's eyes, and they couldn't help but want to dance to her singing.

Sang Jian Leng sang a place full of sensuality and luxury into a children's channel.

Also because of the girl's unique pure voice, the audience who were a little distracted by the other singers just now calmed down inexplicably.

I think it's too dirty for them to have such thoughts in front of children!

The key is that no one in the audience felt that something was wrong, and even felt that after listening to her songs, she became much younger!
This is what Sang Jian wanted.

Changing the style is only the first step, one age sings a song of another age.

All the singers were vying to sing hot songs, and when she sang provocative songs, she came up with some very simple songs.

It became an alternative at once.

In this kind of occasion, the alternative can be noticed and popular!

When it comes to blogging people's attention, Sang Jian is terrified.

"Master Huo, didn't you bring her home? Why did you let her come out to show her face? "

In the corner, a man sitting next to Huo Nanting asked puzzledly.

The man seemed to be in his 20s, and he was good-looking. He was a well-known playboy in Kyoto, and his name was Shao Yan.

Huo Nanting leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs, picked up a cup of tea on the table, and took a sip.

He put down his teacup and said softly, "The era when women were not allowed to go out and show their faces has long passed."

Huo Nanting kept his eyes on Sang Jian on the stage.

Her face is indeed pretty, even though she is only 13 years old now.

It's not hard to imagine how stunning she will be in the future.

Shao Yan glanced at him, "How much do you like this face, you can do it at such a young age?"

Huo Nanting reminded: "She asked me to marry her."

So she was the one who did it to him!

"Hehe, if she didn't take the initiative, I don't believe you would let her go after seeing her." Shao Yan has been with Huo Nanting for several years.

I still understand Huo Nanting's character.

Before, he wanted to force out some rebel parties by getting married.

Because as soon as he gets married, someone will definitely attack the bride. Facts have proved that he has succeeded many times.

But since it's a fake marriage, just to catch the rebel party, it doesn't matter who you marry, right?

He doesn't!
He wants to find someone who looks like that.

It seems that he has an inexplicable obsession with that face.

(End of this chapter)

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