Yao Shichang, Yao Yihang, Yao Sisi, and Ying walked slowly up the platform under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Everyone held their breaths and widened their eyes, afraid that they wouldn't be able to understand what he was saying. The scene quieted down immediately. It was so quiet that only the breathing of the people could be heard.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good morning to all of you. "Thank you for coming to our cold watermelon forgery venue and using your actions to support our original cold watermelon." Yao Sisi signaled Yao Shichang, Yao Yihang, and Ying Ying to bow and pay their respects.
There was thunderous applause from below. Everyone was enjoying respect. This was something they had never experienced before.
In order to better control the situation, Yao Sisi had already stuffed a copper gong into Ying's hand. As long as Yao Sisi waved her hand, he would use her internal force to ring the gong so that everyone would be able to hear him.
"Clank, clank …"
"Everyone, please listen to me. Today, our goal is to teach everyone what is the true meaning of the sect's delicious cold watermelon and how to differentiate between the true and false. Our goal is to let everyone eat cleanly and eat safely."
There was a flurry of discussion below, and no one knew what Yao Sisi was up to. However, hearing it felt rather refreshing.
"Dang Dang" The gong sounded and the scene once again became quiet. At this point, I know that everyone here has been waiting for a long time. In order to express my regret, I have prepared a program for everyone. " Yao Sisi suddenly raised her arms and shouted, "Does anyone want to see this?"
"Yes!" Everyone's excitement was completely roused by Yao Sisi's shout. Even those in front of them who couldn't hear her from the distance were also shouting, venting out all the foul air in their bodies.
Yao Shichang and Yao Yihang covered their ears as Yao Yi Hang spoke to Yao Sisi, "Little Sister, what are you doing? There are tens of thousands of cows barking. Do you want us to go deaf?"
Yao Sisi didn't think much of it. She was still immersed in the excitement she had created and asked doubtfully, "Is it that loud?" Why do I feel like the sound is not loud enough? "
Yao Shichang couldn't take it anymore and looked at Yao Sisi, "Isn't this big enough? Any bigger and I'll be dead. "
"Aiyo, no matter how loud they shout, we'll earn as much money as we can later. Seriously, it's useless not to listen to them. Hit the gong, is there any use in shouting at me?"
Yao Shichang and Yao Yifan hurriedly looked towards Shadow, who remembered the copper gong in his hand, and used thirty percent of his internal energy to knock on the door. The sound travelled very far, and everyone could hear the sound of the gong, so they stopped and shouted.
Yao continued, "The program I prepared for everyone was a show that no one had ever seen before. It was a show that no one had ever heard of. Why is it a show?" A show is the graceful way in which men and women dressed in different clothes show off their clothes and their stature. Please welcome the start of the performance with warm applause.
The applause from below the stage was like the tidewaters that never stopped for a long time. The four people on the stage retreated to the side, and seven colored silk pieces suddenly fell from the second floor. The colors were red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, blue, and purple respectively. The beautiful women dressed in seven colors were like flying immortals as they landed on the high platforms. They lined up in a row in a red, orange, yellow, green, green, cyan, blue, and purple, flirting with the crowd from a distance.
The first woman, covered in a thin layer of red sand, wore a pink undergarment, and her hair was slouched in a bow tied with a pink headband. Her eyes were bright, and a red veil covered her face.
A second woman, wearing an orange veil, with a flying bun on her head, a hundred steps shake in the shape of a butterfly, with a few pearls in the shape of round pearls, two eyes sparkling like black gems embedded in her oval face, a light makeup, a pair of dancing purple butterfly earrings swaying, her exquisite body protruding forward and backward, the back of her neck like an orange butterfly stopping to steal the fragrance, her skin exposed like white jade, her arms wide sleeves dancing, golden silk flowing with each step, each dashing her legs with a large, bold purple silk ribbon.
The third woman, wearing a yellow cotton dress that revealed her graceful neck and distinct collarbones, the folds of her dress flowing like the moonlight, made her walk even more graceful and graceful. Her hair was tied up with a ribbon, her head was stuck in a butterfly hairpin, and a strand of her hair hung down to her chest.
The fourth woman, a blue conch with long eyebrows and beautiful features, did not have any pearl flowers. Her three thousand strands of black hair were only tied up with a carved, meticulously carved plum hairpin and placed on top of the lead flowers. The powder noodles contained the spring glory, and the lips were not smiling before smelling it.
The sixth woman had a light blue lotus embroidered on her sleeve. The silver threads drew out a few auspicious clouds, and a thick blue sea water covered her chest. Her body gently rotated, and her long skirt spread out. The gems on his nails were so dazzling that they were bewitching. A pair of gold-plated shoes were adorned with gems while his nimble eyes rotated slyly.
Seventh Girl...
Yao Sisi was very pleased with the envious look on the scene as she clapped her hands together and the seven beauties walked over. They took turns to step on the middle line between their feet with their left and right feet, making the middle line slightly to the right and the middle line slightly to the left, creating a kind of rhythmic beauty.
The lightness of the cat steps, the audience to such a dreamy woman, eyes wide open empty, the style of the new nature footwork made the audience feel warm and relaxed, the fairy on the bridge is one step closer to life.
She walked gracefully with her arms behind her back and her legs behind her back. When she walked to the front, she showed up, turned around, and hid behind the curtain. Every step seemed to step on the hearts of everyone present. With a wave of his long sleeves, he had crushed the hearts of countless people, and had also caused countless women to feel envy and jealousy.
After making their way to the first round, the seven beauties withdrew and the colorful silk was put away. Everyone was still immersed in the feast and had yet to regain their senses.
This time, seven men flew off from the second floor. One of them was completely black, with features that seemed like they were carved into the ground. They were quiet and reserved, like a moonlit breeze, which had unknowingly robbed you of your consciousness, making you feel that even if you died in his hands, the encounter in this world would not have been in vain.
With a long beard and radiance shining in all directions, one wouldn't dare to look at others directly. One would feel ashamed of one's inferiority and wouldn't dare to have any thoughts. Thus, one had to avoid them.
One of them was dressed in red, and his eyes were like the moon in the sky. He had a devilish look, but it was obvious he was charming and charming. She had a flower mole between her eyebrows, which was as cold as winter.
The man lowered his eyes and immersed himself in the world he had created. His slender and elegant fingers danced with the zither strings like flowing water, and his long eyelashes formed a tempting arc on his heart-shaped face. He moved according to the sound of his breathing, occasionally lifting his head, causing one to gasp for breath, such a magnificent face!
A person was just a certain object that flashed past in his eyes. It was impossible for him to catch it, but he wanted to peep. Unknowingly, he had already been attracted, becoming intoxicated along with the sound and the person.
One of them was tall and slender with the back of an ape on his waist. He was wearing a blue martial arts suit and had a sword hanging from his waist. The bright moonlight shone on his face, reflecting a refined and handsome face with sharp angles. Under his sword-like eyebrows, a pair of black and white distinct eyes were like two deep pools of water, both clear and bright, with no end in sight.