Chapter 3957 The Son, You Are Disliked by the Blind Dancer Again (29)

444 was just about to die speechless.

[Could this woman be stupid? Who hurt her? Who insulted her? It's obvious that she is not as good as others, and she has to go up and humiliate herself. I really don't know what it means. 】

She didn't go up to sing secretly just now, wouldn't this be gone?

Now it's ridiculous to blame others.

Su Qiao was not affected. She had already changed into an ancient robe. After drinking a sip of tea, she took a fan and stepped onto the stage in a dashing manner.

Next, it is a modern and ancient song, interspersed with some operas, with the characteristics of this era of changing dynasties.

Didn't Tang Meina come from opera?

Since she doesn't accept it, she will simply let her retreat.

Although Su Qiao has not officially sung opera, she has written a lot of opera lyrics in the ancient plane in front of her, and she has also learned a lot from those in the opera troupe.

In addition, her ethereal voice is indeed distinctive, and it is also suitable for singing operas, so a song has not only conquered young people, but even some old opera bones who like to listen to opera are also interested.

This time, of course, it got a full house of singing.

Before stepping off the stage, after everyone heard Sister Jin say that these songs were all lyrics written and composed by Su Qiao themselves, they were even more sighed.

There are more people who want to date her, but this time it is no longer a verbal date, and everyone has handed in a formal invitation letter.

Even some literati with status and status, and even made achievements in the literary world, handed over invitations and wanted to talk to Su Qiao.

Sister Jin was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. Although she said, "She can't decide this matter, and Xiao Qiao has to decide for herself", but in order not to offend anyone, she accepted all the invitations.

Su Qiao, who came to the stage again, put on a fiery red dress.

The unusually fair skin, the fiery red dress, the fiery red lips, and the long hair as black as satin made her whole body like a cluster of walking fires.

This is an English song, passionate and unrestrained, making people feel as if they saw a moth desperately rushing towards the flames for love, the desperate bravery, the heart-rending grief and heartbreak, all make people feel sorry for it Compassion.

The band in the back also seemed to be beaten, staring at the girl in front of them excitedly, for fear that the instruments in their hands would not be able to play music worthy of her.

After the song was over, Sister Jin hurriedly motioned to Wu Ma to help Su Qiao down, and went to the front of the stage to deal with everyone.

Su Qiao supported Wu Ma's hand, and just stepped off the stage, she bumped into a man full of alcohol.

The man's eyes were sullen, his eyes slid across Su Qiao's chest, and fell on her delicate and beautiful face: "Miss Su, this young master wants to invite you over for a drink, I wonder if this young master has this honor? "

Just as Wu Ma was about to speak, Su Qiao stopped her, and immediately said with a cold expression: "I don't drink because drinking hurts my throat. Also, I can't see, so I don't go over there."

Seeing this scene, Sister Jin hurriedly handed the stage over to the dance team and stepped forward with a smile.

"Young Master He, I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao rarely sees customers because of her eyes, so she doesn't understand the rules of this business."

"However, what she said is indeed right. She can't see her eyes. I'm afraid that if it's passed, it will dampen your interest, Young Master He, so I have to ask Young Master He to take more care of you."

"In this way, you go to drink first, and I will personally go over to apologize to you later."

He Shao was a little unwilling, but he had to give Sister Jin's face.

Because behind her is the third master Zhu.