There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 38
The sound of silk and bamboo was sweet, the dance continued, and Su Xian kept his head down eating and drinking.

The girl on the stage could no longer maintain her sweet smile. When she was dancing with her back to the audience, she had a frosty look on her face, but when she turned around, she was all smiles.

It's just that there is a lack of agility in those bright eyes.

She stared in the direction of Su Xian with a hint of resentment.

He was not the only one around Su Xian. The look in the girl's eyes could easily lead to misunderstandings, such as Lin Chuan's.

"Su...Su...Brother Su!"

Lin Chuan held his surging chest with both hands, his head fixed on the stage, his upper body turned sideways to Su Xian, and he bumped his elbow lightly, unable to speak clearly.

"What's wrong?" Su Xian swallowed a piece of meat, turned around and saw Lin Chuan's appearance, and was slightly stunned.

Only then did he realize something was wrong. When did the box become so quiet?

Turning around and looking around, the audience members all had their mouths slightly open, their eyes widened, and they were staring in the same direction motionlessly, and some even cried out...

"Brother Su...Miss Zixian...look at me!" Lin Chuan said excitedly.

"Xiao Xian Zi!" Su Xian suddenly realized that it was Xiao Xian Zi who came on stage.

Su Xian didn't even look at the little Lian girl who was known as the face of Yingzhou, but he was still quite curious about this little fairy Zi girl.

Mainly because of her origins and her reputation in Dongshen Capital a few months ago.

She is a dancer from Nanchenlai, whose style is very different from that of Daliang.

She has an "exotic" aura bonus.

Su Xian looked up.

look towards the stage.

At this time, Su Xian was still holding the half-eaten big elbow in his hands, and his mouth was full of oil.

After just one glance, his eyes changed leisurely, and then he opened his mouth slightly, his eyes widened, and he stared at the girl on the stage with fascination.

The beauty of the girl on the stage needs no elaboration.

Her dancing alone is unique!
Her dance is very quiet when it is still, and like a rabbit when it moves, moving and stilling, the movement and stillness are in harmony, the work is clean, neat, elegant and noble, and it is very refreshing.

She wore a dance dress with purple as the main color. Driven by her dance movements, her skirt was fluttering and colorful.

The color purple is very rare and has its own noble and mysterious bonuses, making her dance highly enjoyable to watch.

The most important thing is her smile.

That's so damn sweet!

She has an oval face, and when she smiles, the curvature of her cheeks is perfect.

A pair of bright eyes were slightly squinted, and the bright red plump lips were smiling without revealing anything. They were pursed gently, forming a beautiful lip line with two corners curved upward.

Her smile is just sweet, and she frequently teases the audience's emotions.

Following the movements of the dance, the girl suddenly lifted up her gorgeous sleeves that reflected the gold and silver light to cover her face, and then she suddenly poked her head in, giving a startling glimpse of her mesmerizing little face.

Before the audience could see clearly, she hid her face behind her sleeves.

Playful and seductive.

Or she turned sideways to face the audience, showing off her profile, and then suddenly, she turned her head slightly and faced the audience with a smile.

Then he winked at me, raised his fair and delicate chin, and turned his head back...

Charming and passionate.

In short, the girl skillfully used various dance moves and provocative movements, firmly attracting the attention of everyone present.

Excellent!

This is Su Xian's inner evaluation of Miss Xiaoxian Zi.

The people are beautiful and the dance is even more beautiful.

Dance all over the city!

"No wonder, the little fairy Zi girl is so famous in the city of God, and can make Lin Chuan care about face so much... This girl is not like a mortal girl, 90.00% of the dancing ladies on station B can't compare to her... Hey, Wait, why do I feel that this woman’s face looks familiar?”

Su Xian was startled and fell into deep thought.

With this thought, he pulled himself out of the state of "addicted to singing and dancing".

At the same time, Su Xian was shocked to find that his hands were still holding the half-eaten elbow, and the oil on his mouth was not wiped off.

Without thinking too much, he immediately took out the handkerchief from Lin Chuan and wiped the oil on his mouth and hands.

He thought to himself that the idiotic look just now must have been looked at by the little fairy Zi Zi on the stage, which made him a little embarrassed...

Looking at the stage again and staring at it carefully for a while, Su Xian suddenly opened his mouth wide and stared at Miss Xiaoxian Zi.

His eyes flashed with horror, and he almost got up and ran away.

It turned out that this little fairy purple girl was the one I met in Zuixian Tower last night.

At that time, Su Xian guessed her identity, either a bandit outside the city, or a certain princess.

But now I'm confused again.

Because her current identity is Miss Xiaoxian Zi...

Su Xian couldn't sit still.

He was holding the table with both hands, as if he would get up and run away at any moment.

At the same time, he stared at the little fairy Zi girl on the stage with a look of horror.

At the same time, on the stage, the little fairy purple girl's smile did not diminish, but she was complaining fiercely in her heart: "Oh, men are all big pig hooves!"

Following the dance movements, she stared at Su Xian with a pair of bright eyes. Although she was proud, she could not hide a look of arrogance and victory.

At the same time, he said in his heart: "Before, you just immersed yourself in eating and drinking, didn't you ignore me? Haha, you are not attracted by my charm now."

Xiaoxian Zi let out the frustration in her heart, her smile became sweeter, and she thought to herself: "Hey, my damn charm, haha, you are worthy of me!"

Later, when Su Xian looked frightened, Xiaoxian Zi thought that he must have recognized her, so she felt even more proud and gave Su Xian a wink.

"Ow!"

Lin Chuan clutched his chest and howled like a ghost.

He hurriedly bumped Su Xian with his elbow, and was so excited that he could not speak coherently: "Brother Su, Brother Su, look, Miss Xiaoxian Zi...she is looking at me again!"

Su Xian twitched the corner of his mouth but did not respond.

He secretly thought: "Could it be that the eavesdropping last night was discovered by Miss Xian Zi? No, what they discussed was a secret meeting with the Liao people. If I were discovered, I would have been silenced long ago. To survive to this day.”

"So, why did I see her here again today? Is it a coincidence?" Su Xian frowned, silently reviewing the matter in his mind, and found that there was no loophole.

Because it was ultimately his decision to come to Pinyuge to participate in this poetry banquet.

Lin Chuan also had enough reasons to ask him to come with him...

Su Xian raised his head and stared at the girl on the stage again, deciding to take one step at a time.

And he recited silently in his heart: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cub; you will get the chestnuts from the fire; for 1000 taels of silver, I will fight for it. Oh, I hope it is not the ending of man-made wealth and bird death for food!"

However, just when Su Xian looked back at the stage, he saw Miss Xiaoxian Zi completing her last dance move and leaving with a proud look on her face without looking back...

If someone stood on the stage, she could still hear her humming softly.

She retreated with her slender and graceful figure, just like a proud little peacock.

Xiao Xian Zi's dance is over, and so is the last performance of this poetry banquet.

Everyone was still immersed in the wonderful dance just now, and no one spoke for a long time.

It wasn't until Miss Xiaoxian Zi's other personal maid, Miss Bi'er, came out and announced that it was time to compose poems, that everyone came to life again.

With "Snow" as the title, the poem style is not limited.

[Seek for collection, ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets]

(End of this chapter)