There are still three days before the oiran election. During this period, Fang Bufan, apart from regularly spawning monsters (fascinating the ruffians), is rehearsing afterwards.
The backyard of Yichun Building, which is empty and quiet, is the first choice for rehearsals.
"Our opera art is actually a kind of stage art. It is a mixture of multiple senses and brings people enjoyment. Most of the general art performances can only achieve visual and auditory feelings, but we, Not only can it bring you a visual and auditory feast, but it can also provide people with olfactory and tactile enjoyment! Forbe, the music and art part is mainly entrusted to you. Liu Er, you are in charge of the oiran's entrance. Fei Er, You are in charge of the oiran's dancing posture. Hua Hua, you are in charge of the oiran's final appearance."
Ross was on the sidelines, looking confused, scratching his big head, "Hiss~ Master Fang, where is the oiran you are talking about?"
Fang Bufan, Feier, Liuer, Huahua, and Uncle Fu smiled at each other. Fu Bo said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The oiran is me!"
After finishing speaking, the three golden flowers laughed. Fang Bufan said: "To be precise, the oiran is us!"
After listening to Ross, his head felt bigger! "~Huh?~This"
"However, your cooperation will be needed at that time."
As soon as Ross heard that he was useful, he immediately opened his mouth, "Okay! If you need help, just ask, my brothers and I are always on standby!"
"Where is Qin Niang? I need her to help me make the tune I want, and you can find drums, bamboo, and iron pieces, which will be used later."
"Okay!" Rose was unequivocal in his work, and after a while, everything Qin Niang and Fang Bufan needed was there.
And in the boudoir upstairs, the big girl pinched Lin Chunrou's shoulders as usual.
"Miss, my lord has really gone too far with you! My little girl doesn't understand, how could he take such a heavy hand!"
Lin Chunrou shook her head, motioning her to stop this topic, her hanging blue hair swayed as she shook her head, sweeping across the delicate collarbone, and the white skin next to her could faintly see purple scars.
"Don't mention him anymore. I came here just to forget him and to have a short respite."
Da Ya lowered her eyes, with a chubby hand, but with very light strength, she pinched the young lady's shoulder, and felt the weight of the young lady's shoulder for the first time. "Miss, tell me, can our Yichun Tower survive? Can the boss really let our Yichun Tower win this oiran?"
The red lips curled up, "Master Fang may really be able to do it, but I'm afraid he won't be able to save this Yichun Building. Yichun Building is my last sustenance and the only place where I can feel at ease. I don't want Yichun Building To become a real brothel, I hope that here, sisters can have the freedom of their own choice. But the idea is good after all, it can¡¯t stand up to this secular world, so Yichunlou has reached the point it is today. I¡¯m afraid it won¡¯t last long .¡±
The big girl immediately said: "Ah, miss, don't talk nonsense, you have said it all, the room leader can do it, you believe him so much, why don't you believe that he can bring hope?"
"Hehehehe~" laughed like an oriole, "I believe it, but I'm afraid I won't last long."
"Oh, miss, you're like this again! Don't worry, the room leader gave us one hundred taels of silver as accommodation, meals, and other expenses, which is enough for us to spend more than a month! And the oiran election is coming soon, I believe, At that time, you won't need to post money, maybe we will make you a lot of money! Don't support the lady, we are here! ?