Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 209 An Shuzhen! Why are you here?

"

I say you are April in the world;

The sound of laughter lights up the wind on all sides;

The lightness dances and changes in the light of spring.

You are the clouds in the April morning
"

In the Paramount, the lights in the hall gradually dimmed, and a ray of dazzling light shone on the dancer named Baozhen. She was wearing an exquisite evening dress and cinnabar-colored red lips, looking fresh and elegant.

Baozhen's hair was dyed light gold, with a spring flower dotted between her hair. Her eyes were like a clear stream, seeming to be telling a spring story.

Skin as smooth as porcelain, and a charming smile that sometimes appears when singing.

Just like a spring flower stained with rouge, it combines the charm under the neon lights with the freshness, elegance and vitality of spring flowers.

How can such a woman not drive a man crazy?
It is obvious that a few lines of Paramount's unique singing style are paired with exquisite lyrics and the woman's angelic appearance.

The men in the audience all looked like pig brothers.

The first person to speak was naturally Dai Wangshu, who was making a fuss. He pulled Xu Zhimo's sleeve and said excitedly.

"Brother Zhimo, brother Zhimo, this is it! This is what I want! You are even more unyielding than Miss Shi Jiangnian!"

Xu Zhimo was also a little stunned. He had come to Paramount in the past, but he rarely saw Baozhen performing. And this poem that Bingwen had just written during the day had been moved here at night?
But when he heard what Dai Wangshu said, he laughed a little angrily.

"You want this? I still want it!"

Liang Sicheng also commented: "This Miss Baozhen feels a bit like Zeng Huiyin, and so does Zeng Huiyin."

This memory didn't matter to him, so he and Xu Zhimo also raised their heads and started to remember.

"Huiyin. We were young"

Xu Zhimo's eyes gradually became moist, remembering the little bits and pieces of spring.

Compared with the "greasy" performance of these people, Jiang Baili was much better. He nodded slightly and said, "This girl is quite different from ordinary dancers."

Not to mention, the foreigners from the West cheered loudly, and the treasures on the stage simply drove them crazy.

After all, for many foreigners with their perverted sexual preferences, such a childish and charming woman is the most attractive existence.

"Is this the charm of oriental women?"

"Hey Jimmy I want this Oriental woman."

"Mr. Bao, you seem very confused. Don't you like this woman very much?"

Seeing the strange expression on Bao Guowei's face, Hartong was still a little surprised. Isn't this young writer not a womanizer?
"No, Mr. Hartung."

Sitting in the VIP table, Bao Guowei had a clear view of the woman on the stage, and could almost see the foundation on her face clearly.

And this is what shocked Bao Guowei, because this woman's appearance was too familiar.

In the past, I had been obsessed with this woman, and I had imagined the throbbing feelings of a young man in my mind countless times. Naturally, I had a deep memory of this woman's appearance.

To be honest, even if she is now an eighty-year-old woman, maybe Bao Guowei can recognize her.

Why is she here?
This is the strangest thing about Bao Guowei.

"The lyrics of this song are good." Bu Fangji commented in standard Chinese.

He has lived in China for more than 40 years. If he wants to carry out English education, he will inevitably have to learn some Chinese culture.

Among them, he is very interested in the current literary trends on the market in China.

On weekdays, I often read some literary works and have a certain degree of literary appreciation.

The other foreigners naturally have no say. They only think that this singing method has a magical atmosphere of ancient and modern Shanghai. Those who know some Chinese will find the lyrics very beautiful.

The woman named Baozhen had been avoiding his sight. Bao Guowei wanted to see from his eyes whether she was that person.

Because Bao Guowei still has hope in his heart.

Although she is not a good girl, she is not that good
When Bu Fangji said this, he kept staring at him. Bao Guowei naturally knew that he wanted to talk to him, but Bao Guowei had no such intention.

Besides, I wrote this poem myself, so I can’t just brag about it, right? Xu Zhimo finally found a chance to speak, and he immediately said with excitement.

"You don't know yet, but this poem was written by us at today's poetry meeting. The creator is Brother Bingwen. This poem expresses the wonderful image of 'April' and gives people a sense of vitality. A lot of metaphors are used in the poems to create a fresh and emotional atmosphere. "

Xu Zhimo analyzed a large section, and felt extremely honored that he was the first to hear this poem and to witness the entire creation process.

But no one listened to his analysis, because everyone's eyes were focused on the woman's affectionate performance on the stage.

I only saw treasures, but I seemed to have integrated my own emotions into them.
"You are the flowers blooming on each tree,

It’s the swallow whispering between the beams.”

Bao Guowei can tell that this singing style is somewhat similar to the style of the song "Night in Shanghai".

The song "Night in Shanghai" actually did not appear until more than ten years later, when it was sung by Zhou Xuan in 1947 as an episode in the movie "Sauvignon Blanc".

People at this moment will naturally find it novel, but Bao Guowei, who came from a later generation, has already heard this tune until his ears are about to get calluses.

Even in the past life, every time I heard this song, I felt like my grandma had come to the world again.

But at this moment, he felt completely different.

Because he heard a trace of pathos in Miss Baozhen's songs.

It was a sunny jasmine flower that was about to cry under the warm sunshine of spring.

Bao Guowei would think of the reason and what this woman had gone through.

But the other men in Paramount can't control so much. They come here just to have fun.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

Whistling sounds came from the audience from time to time, and the man's eyes were like greedy snakes, wandering over Baozhen's exposed skin.

In particular, the exposed pair of white legs became the focus of greetings.

"Miss Baozhen, look at me! I have the best car and house in my family, and as long as you are willing, my hundreds of thousands of property will be yours!"

"Is her name Baozhen? Where is Paramount's mother? I must have her accompany me tonight!"

"Gentlemen, I will no longer be humble to this oriental woman. If anyone wants to compete with me, start a duel with me like a Western cowboy!"

The men in the audience began to chatter. If they hadn't maintained their identity at Paramount, they might have rushed to the stage.

But Baozhen was indifferent to all this. She raised her head slightly, her eyes shining with light.

Looking at the ceiling, I seem to be looking at everything I once had in Hangzhou.

Her legs were long and slender, with just the right muscle lines, and she was beating to the music.

Thin lips parted slightly.

"

You are love, warmth, hope,

You are the April day of the world!

"

After the song ended, Baozhen slowly turned her head, avoiding the longing eyes of all men.

All his emotions were directed in that direction.

"she"

Bao Guowei's pupils shrank, and he finally confirmed his identity when he saw the other party's face.

My mouth opened in surprise, I couldn't believe it, I couldn't believe that this girl was actually in this place.

Didn't she come to Shanghai to transfer school? Didn't she once say that she also had an ambition to study abroad?

Why here?
Why are you here!

An Shuzhen! ! !
　I asked for leave yesterday. I am going to write a chapter today and there will be another chapter tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)