The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1100 Silly wall
In the room of the Fengyue place, there should be the melodious sound of "humming and chirping", but in the oiran's boudoir in Bashan Yeyu, the elegant Zheng music sounded suddenly.

If there are people who love folk music here, they will definitely be able to tell that this is "High Mountain and Flowing Water", one of the top ten legendary ancient songs.

But what's different is that the people sitting opposite each other are not close friends like Boya and Ziqi.

The one playing the zither is a young lady who doesn't look like a young lady.

The one who drinks tea while enjoying the music is a client who doesn't look like a client.

Poppy's skills are superb, and no one is perfect. Although Li Futu didn't have much research on Guzheng, he can still tell the difference between good and bad music.

"Miss Yu is really versatile."

As the curling zither sound gradually dissipated, Li Futu put down his teacup and sighed softly.

"This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can we hear it in the world."

Poppy's attainments in guzheng are indeed extraordinary, but this kind of rhetorical technique is still too exaggerated, but after thousands of wears and flattery, hearing Li Futu's flattery, the curvature of Poppy's face seemed to expand a little .

"It's just a small skill, Li Shaomiu praised it."

"Miss Yu is too modest. Although I am an ordinary person, I still have the basic appreciation ability. Even compared to those guzheng masters, Miss Yu may not be too shy."

Holding the teacup, Li Futu didn't continue to brag about it. When he clicked it, the conversation changed. It didn't look like he was here for prostitution at all, but just like he was here to enjoy tea and make friends.

"I don't know how long Miss Yu has been here in Bashan Yeyu?"

"I don't remember clearly, probably more than two years."

Poppy answered every question, and she was very professional. She was not in a hurry when the other party stood still.

As an oiran, she naturally knows how to cooperate with guests.

"In two years, Ms. Yu has been able to build her reputation to such an extent, it's amazing."

Li Futu sighed lightly.

The popularity of a young lady is actually similar to that of a celebrity. It may not be difficult to say it is difficult, but it is absolutely impossible to say it is easy. How many artists have been busy all their lives and are not popular or popular, and even their names cannot be called. It is even more cruel and difficult to make a name for yourself in this unorthodox industry.

"It's just luck."

Yu Meiren was very humble, she got up from the zither, walked to the teahouse and sat down again, refilling tea for Li Futu.

Li Futu watched the tea pouring from the spout into the cup.

"How old is Miss Yu?"

Hearing this question, Poppy's arms, who had always been elegant and calm, seemed to shake. Although the amplitude was very slight, it was still intuitively reflected in Li Futu's eyes through the tea that almost spilled out of the cup.

Li Futu raised his head slightly in surprise.

"25."

Poppies quickly recovered, seeing that the teacup was full, she put down the teapot.

Immediately, she flicked the hair around her cheeks, raised her head, and met Li Futu's gaze.

"What? Does Young Master Li think I look very old?"

"of course not."

Li Futu shook his head and smiled, "Looking at Miss Yu's appearance, even if she is 20 years old, some people will believe her."

He acted as if nothing had happened, but there was some suspicion in his heart.

There is a very remote and unpopular subject in the world, called behavior trace analysis, which is a science that analyzes a person's behavior traces, such as micro-expressions or micro-movements, to infer the situation when the behavior occurred.

Everyone's heart will leave traces in his behavior. As long as you capture these traces, you can track the most hidden things in your heart. It is said that if you really learn this subject, it is equivalent to clairvoyance. There will be nothing to hide in front of you. It sounds really mysterious, but there are very few people in the whole world who have mastered this magical subject.

Li Futu had heard of it, but naturally he didn't have much time to study it, but at least he knew the basics.Just like the subconscious action that Poppy raised her hair just now, it is enough to show that at that moment, her heart fluctuated, and she was not honest or completely honest.

Did she lie about her age?

But it doesn't seem necessary at all.

As an oiran, even if it is impossible to fully disclose the information of Poppy, at least the column of age should be well known.

Li Futu was a little puzzled, but he had no intention of continuing to ask questions after drinking his tea.

Whether or not Poppy lied to him about her age was not important at all. The reason why he entered this room was just by chance.

"Miss Yu, it's getting late. I've already drunk the tea and listened to the music, so I won't bother you any more."

He put down his teacup and stood up, as if he wanted to leave.

Even the lady Huakui, who had been acting calm all this time, was involuntarily taken aback for a moment, raising her head and staring blankly at Li Futu who stood up, which seemed a little cute.

"Are you going?"

She even forgot to call Li Shao, enough to see her mood fluctuate.

"Or else?"

Li Futu asked back, that was not the hypocrisy of playing hard to get, but the appearance of really wanting to leave.

"I told Ms. Yu before that I only have admiration for Ms. Yu, and I don't mean to be profane. The reason why I came in was because of that young master Meng's persecution. After tonight, I think that young master Meng should not Too good to continue pestering Miss Yu."

Poppy's eyes were a little dazed, and her red lips moved.

Li Futu smiled faintly and spoke first.

"You don't need to thank me, it's just a little effort. Besides, I also listened to Ms. Yu's music and drank Ms. Yu's tea. That's my reward."

What a great and selfless man.

"Miss Yu, see you again by fate."

Li Futu was very free and easy, without the slightest bit of nostalgia, he walked towards the door.

"Pfft."

Poppy, who had been in a daze all this time, suddenly laughed.

Then, a word came from behind Li Futu.

"and many more."

A certain comrade stopped in a gentlemanly manner and turned his head in doubt.

"Miss Yu, is there anything else?"

At this time, Poppy had recovered, staring at the man who had come and was about to leave.

"Could it be possible that Young Master Li still doesn't believe my words and despises me as a prostitute?"

In her tone, there was finally a well-reasoned pathos, and the look of resentment in her eyes made people fascinated and felt pity.

However, a certain comrade, as always, has a heart as hard as a stone, and is incomprehensible.

"Miss Yu, I never meant to dislike Miss Yu at all, it's just that Miss Yu's social status is too high, I'm sorry... I'm too shy in my pocket."

Ordinary men would certainly not say such things in front of such a beautiful woman.

And, you know, she said in advance that she can pay later.

It's really not ordinary sincerity.

Poppy was taken aback again.

Looking at the young man who always made her feel different from ordinary people, a doubt emerged in her heart involuntarily.

This man who dared to beat Meng Da recklessly.

Could it be, is he really a fool?
(End of this chapter)