Chapter 160

"The country is broken, mountains and rivers are here, and the city is full of spring vegetation..." No one knows that this is also the last song in the life of "Oriental Nightingale".

On that day, Qin Yuhua led the wolf into the house and personally brought the Japanese devils to the Jinling Opera House.When Boss Qin heard the news, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He patted the table angrily.

But there was no extra time for him to think about this issue. Qin Yuhua's younger sister, Qin Yulan, was pregnant. She was frightened by the approaching gunfire and gave birth prematurely, but she was unable to give birth due to lack of energy.Seeing the Japanese devils walking towards the opera house, Bai Shuying calmed down. She told Boss Qin that she would try her best to hold back those people and buy them time to leave here.

Originally, Boss Qin didn't want her to die, but she resolutely refused his persuasion and asked him to put the overall situation first and leave Nanjing quickly with Mrs. Qin, Qin Yulan and her newborn child.

That day when the Japanese devils broke into the opera house, they saw such a picture.The formerly resplendent hall is now completely plain, and the peerless singer known as the "Oriental Nightingale" stands on the stage in white, singing words that they don't understand like no one else around.

The devils got excited, they gave up going to jewelry stores and banks to plunder treasures, gold and silver, and came to this opera house specially, just to see the appearance of this "Oriental Nightingale", although she was not as they imagined. In that way, she appeared wearing a gorgeous red cheongsam with exquisite makeup, but she looked unique in this plain dress.

Under Shao Zuo's signal, an invading soldier who could speak Chinese came up to greet her and asked her to sing a song for the imperial army.

She didn't nod or refuse, she just walked forward indifferently, and continued to sing the libretto that was interrupted just now.The devils couldn't understand her words, and felt that her tune was too sad, so they couldn't help but feel a little bit disappointed. Looking at her slender body wrapped under the white cheongsam, and her white calves looming, they couldn't help feeling distracted. That "China hand" touched her. With her chin raised, she asked her frivolously in blunt Chinese, "I heard that in your China, white is mourning and a symbol of ominous people, and you won't wear it easily. So can Mi Sibai tell me why you wear such clothes today?" Show people?"

(End of this chapter)

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