Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

"Then please Mr. Su and Ms. Zhang to bring us wonderful performances."

Soon, the familiar performance began.

Same as before, also singing.

Zhang Ziyi sang, and Su Lang still played the props.

Su Lang does not move, Zhang Ziyi is fully automatic and comfortable.

Zhang Ziyi chose a song "Let’s Get Married"

"White wedding dress

Holding flowers

As beautiful as a fairy tale

Remember that early summer

I care for you

Be stupid together

Cupid flies gently under the moonlight

Pandora she heard the answer

The bell in the auditorium is beating the code of happiness

Oh mylove let's get married

I really want to have a home with you..."

All right……

Zhang Ziyi was also captured...

For a moment, everyone looked at Su Lang with envy.

They couldn't spend money to show their faces, but Su Lang didn't spend a penny and went straight to whoring for nothing.

Dizi No. 1 Box...

The crow was silent, neither Yu Jiahang nor Han Shengli didn't speak.

Yu Jiahang's mind is a little confused, until now, he has not figured out the situation.

Just a second before, Zhang Ziyi blew kisses at him.

A full-fledged look of a woman who worships gold.

But how long has it been?

Just 2-3 minutes, right?

In such a short moment, the gold worshiper has become a flower idiot?

Forgive Yu Jiahang for not studying, he was a little confused.

"Brother Shengli, what the hell is going on?"

Han Shengli: "..."

what happened?

Well, it's not because others look good.

"Yu Shao, there are some things, some things can't be forced, unless you are willing to use the knife." Han Shengli said.

Use a knife?

Yu Jiahang got it.

Han Shengli meant that he was no better than Su Lang in appearance.

He glanced at Su Lang on the stage.

Well, although Yu Jiahang didn't want to admit it, what he had to admit was that it was indeed the case.

In terms of appearance, he is indeed no better than Su Lang.

Thousands of words converge into one sentence "West Eight".

"Yu Shao, in fact, it's very easy for you to get back this face." Han Shengli squinted his eyes and smiled faintly.

Yu Jiahang had an idea: "Brother Shengli, do you have a way?"

Han Shengli nodded and said, "Yu Shao, Su Lang has been on stage twice, don't you see anything?"

See something?

Yu Jiahang frowned and gave Su Lang a deep look.

"He is handsome enough!" Yu Jiahang said.

Han Shengli: "..."

He was choked and almost missed it.

Su Lang is indeed handsome enough to say that, but this is not what he wants to say!

"Huh~" Han Shengli let out a sigh, and said solemnly, "Yu Shao, haven't you noticed that Su Lang has not sang anything these two times on stage?"

Don't say it, it really is.

Su Lang patronizes and takes care of the beauty and singing, but he does not participate in it at all.

But what's the problem?

"There is a problem here?"

"Of course there is a problem." Han Shengli said triumphantly: "Yu Shao, this is a rare opportunity for interaction. It's you. Would you like to do nothing after taking the stage?"

Be yourself?

Yu Jiahang thought about it seriously.

If he has the look of Su Lang, he is also willing to be "beautiful as a flower."

But it doesn't matter if you think about it, Yu Jiahang didn't say to choose.

"Not willing."

Han Shengli nodded, with a teachable expression: ‘That’s right! ’

"Normal people will cherish this opportunity very much."

"But think about it, why doesn't Su Lang have it?"

"Why?" Yu Jiahang echoed.

Han Shengli: "If I guess right, Su Lang doesn't want to sing, but he doesn't sing well."

Um?

Not to mention Han Shengli, Yu Jiahang hadn't noticed anything.

But after what Han Shengli said, Yu Jiahang thought about it and maybe it was really possible.

What if Su Lang fails to sing and is forced to be a "quiet beautiful man"?

The more I think about it, the more excited Yu Jiahang is.

He can't wait to expose Su Lang's old bottom now and make Su Lang ashamed!

"I will try now..."

"and many more!"

But at this moment, Han Shengli stopped him.

"Yu Shao, don't panic."

"If you expose him now, you will at most make him lose face. After two days everyone will forget it, so I suggest to wait."

Wait?

Yu Jiahang thought for a while and said, "Brother Shengli have any suggestions."

"Either don't do it, or just make it bigger, the kind of hot search." Han Shengli squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Remember that I will have a concert in two days, and I will call Su Lang up. . ’

"At the concert, I directly invited him to sing on stage, ha ha..."

Upon hearing Han Shengli's words, Yu Jiahang was suddenly excited.

Han Shengli was right, exposing Su Lang now would make him a little embarrassed at best.

Everyone will forget it in two days.

Since you want to play, you have to play a big one!

"Brother Shengli, what you said is correct, just do what you said." Yu Jiahang said excitedly, "But what if Su Lang doesn't go?"

Han Shengli raised his mouth slightly and smiled faintly: "No one can refuse my concert yet..."

...

After the song was finished, Zhang Ziyi's face was red, and his eyes were burning with Su Lang: ‘Mr. Su, are you free tonight? ’

Compared with Qin Sirong, Zhang Ziyi is much bolder and straightforward.

Qian Bojun's eyelids furiously.

free tonight?

What does this mean?

Not only do you have to be prostituted, but you have to deliver it to your door, right?

Qian Bojun suddenly became anxious!

"Cough cough~" Qian Bojun put his hand in his mouth, coughed softly, and said: "Zi Yi, the time is almost up, go and rest quickly."

While talking, Qian Bojun urged Zhang Ziyi to leave.

Zhang Ziyi gritted his teeth, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, quickly wrote down a series of numbers, and then stuffed them into Su Lang's hands.

"Remember to add me on WeChat..."

Qian Bojun: "..."

He couldn't figure it out. What kind of ecstasy was Su Lang poured into her sisters, one by one, as if he had never seen a man, he kept sticking to Su Lang's body.

"Mr. Su, thank you for the performance. Time is almost up, you can go and rest first." Qian Bojun looked at Su Lang earnestly.

To be honest, he really couldn't stand it if he continued to do so.

Two oirans who should have been ranked in the top four ended up cutting a gift of 100 yuan.

Qian Bojun has been a manager for so many years and has hosted the Oiran Conference several times. This is the first time he has encountered such a "wonderful" situation.

"Row……"

Su Lang nodded.

He understood what Qian Bojun meant and let him "rest" and "rest" well.

"Huh~"

Qian Bojun let out a long sigh and quickly greeted Lin Qinglan to come to power.

But in the next second, Qian Bojun was shocked.

As soon as Lin Qinglan took the stage, he looked at Box No. 1 Tianzi.

Lips lightly opened, and faintly said: ‘Mr. Su, please come to the stage...’

"Dang..."

Qian Bojun fell to the ground.

He never expected Lin Qinglan to be more direct than Qin Sirong and Zhang Ziyi!

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