Paper horse incense shop

The person opposite seemed to have just made an appointment to meet not long ago. He was a little surprised that I could arrange a meeting now, but he still replied quickly:

"Okay, no problem. Just wait a moment and I'll be ready in a minute."

I was a little unsure of how long the short session mentioned above would be, so I lingered for a while and carefully hid all the things I needed to bring with me before going back downstairs.

Yang Jinhua waited for more than half an hour in vain. There was already some anger on her face, but her eyes lit up after she got to me. She pinched my shoulders and turned me around twice before nodding with satisfaction. :

"nice."

She seems to like the people in front of her to dress up and hang out in front of her. Whenever she sees a beautiful woman, she likes to smile, but no one can guess how sincere there is in her smile.

Yang Jinhua calmed down the unhappiness that flashed across her face, and took me by the hand:
"Let's go play mahjong. If I haven't played mahjong for several days, my aunt can't stretch her muscles."

I followed Yang Jinhua all the way, and finally asked the doubts in my heart:

"Auntie seems to like mahjong very much?"

Moreover, not only mahjong, but also small gambling skills such as playing cards, I seem to like it very much. I often silently compare the Tzu Ching girl with her.

However, Yang Jinhua is obviously no match for a dead person.

Yang Jinhua glanced at me sideways:
"Just pass the time as you please."

"People have to develop some hobbies. If I don't like playing mahjong, what do I like?"

"Would you like aunt to sign you up for a training class?"

Just when I opened my mouth to say no, the words came to my lips and became:

".I want to learn some things like calligraphy and painting."

Yang Jinhua didn't pause as I guessed when hearing the past, and her expression didn't even change:
"It's easy to become stupid if you learn too much of these things. It's better to learn something you can eat."

"Auntie thinks baking and desserts are good. I'll sign you up for a class in a few days. Forget it, just hire someone to teach you."

Will it be easy to become stupid if you learn too much?
This is Yang Jinhua.

Under the banner of 'As long as you say it, I will do it for you', but in fact, under her hands, there is no chance to choose at all.

I accepted the arrangement in silence. Yang Jinhua narrowed his eyes and said nothing more. The car quickly arrived at the entrance of the Rose Club.

The familiar female manager at the door still jogged to greet Yang Jinhua and whispered that the lady was organizing the game today.

Beyond my expectation, there were so many people today.

Among the series of names of Mrs. Dong’s wife and Mrs. Xi’s wife, I didn’t hear Mrs. Gu’s name.

Didn't Mr. Gu's "method to trip up Yang Jinhua" mean to ask Mrs. Gu to come forward and talk to Yang Jinhua?
So what can be done?
The thoughts in my mind flashed through my mind, and I heard the female manager suppressing her laughter again and reporting another matter to Yang Jinhua:
"Today Mr. Gu brought a novel object and it is performing in the public area on the second floor. Do you want to go and see it?"

Yang Jinhua had a smile on her face, but there was no trace of warmth in her smile. There was a faint flash of contempt in her eyes:
"How novel can it be? Is there anything I haven't seen before?"

Usually, if the female manager hears Yang Jinhua say this, she will immediately nod and agree.

But today, it's a little different.

The female manager said with a smile:

"I'm sure you haven't seen it before. The performance is indeed very good. Mr. Gu also gave the play a name, called Butterfly Fairy Three Strikes of Apollo." Butterfly Fairy, Three Strikes of Apollo?
What a fusion of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign myths and fables. Just hearing the name is extremely humorous.
As soon as the female manager said this, even Yang Jinhua, who was originally a little bored, became interested:
"Then stop playing cards and go see what the music is today."

Mr. Gu really arranged something to attract Yang Jinhua's attention.
Feeling slightly relieved, I followed Yang Jinhua up to the second floor. The elevator door dinged open, and before I entered the public area, I heard a louder roar of laughter.

The public area, which was deserted when I came last time, now presents a rare scene.

Dozens of people surrounded the place that could be called a stage, and there were even many service staff who were peeping out to check out the grand scene, with uncontrollable smiles on their lips.

Yang Jinhua seemed to rarely see such a scene, so she let go of my hand and walked straight to the place with the largest number of people.

The crowd of onlookers seemed to be in awe of Yang Jinhua. Wherever she passed, the dense crowd of people seemed to be divided by a sharp knife, and a road separated.

Gu Ye would definitely come to me, so I didn’t get close to that simple stage.

But out of curiosity, I followed Yang Jinhua's lead. When the crowd parted, I still took a look at the source of everyone's laughter.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When I look at it, I almost feel like I have fallen into an ice cellar.

On the improvised stage, the person standing was none other than someone wearing tight clothes and covered with cheap decorations——

Yu Jiajia.

The flesh-colored tights outlined her beautiful figure so that she was almost naked, and she carried butterfly wings more than one meter high on her back.

The butterfly wings are made of colorful thin-shell plastics and some nylon ribbons torn into strips, and are also wrapped with a circle of colored lights.

She wears two plush headdresses that can be called tentacles on her head, and her face has exaggerated and novel makeup.

One of the two most eye-catching things about Yu Jiajia is the huge red prototype mark on her nose.

and the plasterboard on her right leg.

It doesn't look like Madame Butterfly, but like a clown.

A sensational clown.

And Yu Jiajia did the same thing.

Because she was holding a plastic butterfly cane and fighting with the young blond man wearing a classical robe across from her.

Although the two of them would occasionally say a few lines borrowed from unknown dramas under the reminder of the underground people, it was obvious that the essence of the two of them was to fight each other.

At the beginning, perhaps she just wanted to compound the theme of "three strikes" in the Butterfly Fairy's three strikes against Apollo, so Yu Jiajia tapped the man opposite her a few times with her plastic cane.

The man on the opposite side, covered in tendons, either intentionally or unintentionally, swung Yu Jiajia away with his fist, and there was a loud explosion in the field.
In this way, the situation began to get out of control.

It seems that Mr. Gu has given that man some task. As long as the atmosphere is not cheerful enough, he will attack Yu Jiajia to reset the atmosphere.

Yu Jiajia could only try her best to resist with her cane, but in the end she got red-eyed and started to take action, which attracted laughter and applause.

Occasionally, someone would throw things like chips and cash onto the stage, hoping to stimulate Yu Jiajia's passion.

But there was a cast on her foot, so she couldn't get hit or hide.

Failure is only a matter of time. (End of chapter)