Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 174

Seeing Jiu'er's look of being unable to lift his spirits, leader Cao worried that Jiu'er would break the pot and fall, so he really quit.

I was also worried that after she came on stage, she would take her anger out on some critical and unsightly audience, and directly smash eggs in their faces, completely messing up the show.

With her temperament, she can definitely do both of these things.

Leader Cao, whose eyeballs were rolling, softened his tone, and hurriedly played the bitterness card again.

"Earlier this morning, did you tell my mother-in-law that you saw my hand touching the color bell? I was touching her hand. I was obviously teaching her tricks. It was you talking nonsense that caused my mother-in-law to misunderstand me." , I have to sleep on the floor outside the door tonight. Will you help me pay for sleeping in the inn?"

Bai Xi also couldn't understand, in this life, she was not only out of temper, but also loves to gossip.

Glancing at the scratch marks on Leader Cao's neck, Bai Xi heaved a long sigh.

I can hide the first day of the first year, but I can't hide the fifteenth.

Anyway, extending the head is a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife, early death and early life.

"Okay, I'll go."

Bai Xi stood up, adjusted her narrow-sleeved embroidered skirt, and straightened her hair, ready to go on stage.

The dry-mouthed class leader Cao, seeing that he spent a lot of effort and finally persuaded Jiu'er, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Several members of the team have already been poached away, so he has to guard this Jiu'er carefully, if he is poached away again, his team will not have a big magician to support him.

"Please."

Leader Cao, who was in a good mood, made a gesture of invitation to the door.

Reluctantly, Bai Xi raised her legs and took a step, and bumped into the majestic statue on the "God Scarf Competition" head-on, and was startled.

A strong sense of uneasiness surged into his heart again. Leader Cao saw that Jiu'er suddenly stopped and stared at the scarf, worried that she would find some excuse to make trouble again, so he hurriedly lifted the scarf to fight.

"Miss, take two quick steps. The judges outside are waiting impatiently. Don't you want to make money while listening to the applause?"

Jiu'er needed applause and money, so Bai Xi took a deep breath.

"Okay, I get it, don't rush."

She is short, trying not to touch the scarf with her body, and stepped into the "ghost door".

Walking in the dark and narrow doorway of ghosts, Bai Xi's restless heart beat more and more violently with every step she took.

Fortunately, the doorway to ghosts is very short. Taking another deep breath, Bai Xi hopped up the steps and kicked her skirt.

Fortunately, the magician's skirt is not a long dragging skirt, otherwise she would have to fall from the steps and perform a dog gnawing shit for everyone first.

Bai Xi, who climbed up the steps, finally stuttered and made it onto the stage without any danger.

Standing on the stage, she couldn't help regretting that she might as well have slipped and fell off the steps just now.

The hustle and bustle of Goulan is full of guests, and the center of the stand opposite the "Shenlou" is dedicated to the altar. The seats on both sides are full of people, and the blackness is like the spread wings of bats.

The "waist shed" below is also full of people, noisy and noisy, like a swarm of buzzing flies.

The musicians on the "music bed" saw the juggler stand still on the stage and beat the finale drum, and everyone in the shed immediately fell silent.

A pipa sounded, and the music began to exaggerate the tense atmosphere. Everyone held their breath, and their eyes fell on Bai Xi who was on the stage.

The assistant Xiaoliuzi, who was standing in the dark at the corner of the stage, saw Jiu'er standing in the middle of the stage in a daze, not giving him a signal for a long time, and the eggs in his hands were about to hatch.

He hastily lowered his voice and called softly, "Jiu'er, Jiu'er."

At this moment, Bai Xi, who was in a state of insanity because of her rapid heartbeat, didn't even hear the call.

Leader Cao, standing at the entrance of the stage, slapped his forehead, feeling that it might be a wrong choice for him to force Jiuer to take the stage.

Today's performance is going to be smashed!

All the musicians on the stage, as well as the assistant Xiaoliuzi, had the same idea as Bandmaster Cao.

A bird's cry sounded suddenly, and Bai Xi, who came back to his senses, looked obliquely behind the sound.

I was secretly glad that I had learned some ventriloquist little six, so I threw out the hot egg in my hand regardless of Sanqi 21.

The plump white egg drew a perfect arc in the air, Bai Xi spun around several times, stretched out her arms, and the egg hung steadily three inches above her palm.

The audience in the audience didn't dare to get angry, they stared straight at the egg hanging in Bai Xi's palm, for fear that it would suddenly fall on the stage and be smashed to pieces.

Bai Xi looked at the white and fat egg hanging in his palm, heaved a sigh of relief, showed a smile, walked to the stage with the egg hanging in the palm of his hand, and began to walk around the stage.

"My God! Leader Cao is not bragging, he really performed the egg levitation technique."

A young man's exclamation came from the audience, and someone immediately guessed loudly that the egg was tied with a rope.

When Bai Xi heard this, she swung her left hand over the floating egg and swiped left and right to show that there was no rope tied to the egg at all.

"My God! It's not about tying the rope, Haifeng, please tell me, do you have the means to see through this female juggler?"

Mr. Jiang beat Haifeng's arm with a fan, very excited.

As the second-generation ancestor who has money and leisure, he likes to fight cockfights and lackeys when he has nothing to do, and he also goes to Washe Goulan to watch shows.

Recently, on a whim, he found three or five friends and offered them money to help them decipher the tricks of the magician.

All the friends around him are full of wine and food, and watching the show is just for fun, and they don't care about the tricks at all, and they don't lack Mr. Jiang's few taels of silver.

Mr. Jiang wanted to invite some talented and famous young masters to share the reward, but unfortunately, they were all high-minded and unwilling to deal with him.

Mr. Jiang was extremely depressed, and he often ran on his friends to vent his anger, so someone introduced him to a man named Haifeng, who was quite talented and good at guessing lantern riddles.

Haifeng's family is poor, he failed the last imperial examination, and has been studying hard at home. He needs money, so he should be willing to accept the proposal.

In terms of morality, Haifeng did not lose to anyone, but the widowed mother in the family sprained her waist not long ago and was lying on the bed to raise her. Not to mention the loss of financial resources, she still needed to spend a lot of soup and medicine.

Mr. Jiang's proposal was a timely gift, and Haifeng had no reason to refuse. He had already patronized two or three performances and deciphered the performances of several magicians.

Haifeng, who was sitting under the stage, had been observing the magician Jiuer on the stage.

Her sleeves are very narrow and hang around her arms; her skirt is short, and the embroidery on the trousers can be clearly seen when it is turned.The clothes on her body tightly wrapped her exquisite and enchanting body, and it didn't look like she was hiding anything that could blow the wind.

If there is no rope tied to the egg, and there is no thing blown by the wind below, then there is something wrong with that egg.

It might just be paper, and then a magician with a good lung capacity is secretly blowing, causing the egg to float above the palm of his hand.

Just as Haifeng was about to say what was on his mind, the egg in Jiu'er's hand suddenly hit the stage with a "slap", and the egg white and yolk flowed all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)