I Became an Anonymous Boss

Then Shirataki realized.

I stopped copying poems, I didn't want to bully small animals, and I didn't even take on commissioned tasks to hunt down wild monsters.

Suddenly, I found a reason to be single.

It's a sad fact indeed.

Shirataki rested his hand on his forehead and sighed, not long after, the boat had already landed on the shore.

After passing through the white mist, an island has emerged in front of my eyes.

In this dense fog and night, the whole picture of Jiangxin Island is presented.

It wasn't here at first, and it didn't appear until the night fell, along with the mist, like an island rising from the water, but there are also pavilions and pavilions on the island, which is extremely magical.

"It's really Jiangxin Island. There is such a thick fog that it may be inconvenient to get in and out."

Shirataki looked at it, he breathed a little, and looked towards the island.

What he saw in his eyes was a piece of silvery white, and the majestic aura filled this Jiangxin Island.

And it is like the breath being exhaled, lingering around the island, flowing with the breath.

...It really is a living Jiangxin Island.

Shirataki looked below the surface of the water, the river was as dark as a deep pool, still flowing.

He seemed to see a huge shadow of something, but he didn't seem to see anything.

At this moment, the boat was docked on the shore, and Shirataki also looked away, but he didn't notice that under the river, a huge eye was lifted up, looking towards the sky above the water, and then the eye was closed again. On the road, the fog quietly became thicker.

……

The banquet venue is located on Jiangxin Island. It is not known when it has been built into a garden.

It is also an idea to build on the back of the giant tortoise. I really don't know who owns the land here.

As the crowd stepped into the dinner venue, the banquet also began.

Until now, no one knows exactly who entertained the crowd for what purpose.

Juxian Pavilion did not explain this. The internal staff of Juxian Pavilion in charge of management opened the door and announced the start of the dinner. Please enjoy yourself.

Then they retreated, leaving only a dazzling array of ingredients and various halls.

Literati who want to participate in the party can go to the cup and drink, and businessmen who want to communicate and discuss business immediately start to wander among the crowd, find people to defect, and get to know more to expand their contacts.

Among them, many rich ladies looked at the young and handsome young men and boys in the crowd, secretly thinking about the upcoming marriage, and what they thought in their hearts was whether they could find a good husband.

As for the ordinary expression of the rich and powerful, they would either find a friend to chat with, and then take a quick look at it, thinking about what kind of medicine was being sold at the banquet at Juxian Pavilion.

Anyway, the dinner party has begun.

Started with the merchants threading needles and threads, many literati also regarded this place as a cultural meeting place, and began to drink and have fun with fans.

Naturally, some invited people from the rivers and lakes are also indispensable. These heroes or sect leaders or some kind of villa owners are essentially cultural people.

Poor and rich in martial arts, there is no saying that martial artists and literati are hostile to each other and look down on each other. The martial arts practitioners and knight-errants in the Great Qin Dynasty can integrate with any circle, and they eat relatively well. Knights with better reputations in the world, Most of them are courtesans with a lot of tongues, and they also have a series of labels such as 'friends of women', 'friends of mahjong', 'foodies', 'wine connoisseurs', 'family entrepreneurs', 'investors' and so on.

Those who really go to the rivers and lakes for the sake of walking the rivers and lakes are in the minority after all, what can the reputation earned by the knights do?Naturally, it is a business of exchanging fame for profit. The modern marketing strategy has long proved one thing. It is beneficial to be famous, even if it is notorious, it is better than borrowing no name.

communication?

Tiring is not tiring.

Bai Taki rested his hand on his forehead, thinking that this was really a mess, and he was too lazy to deal with others when he came to the Juxian Pavilion dinner.

I met one or two chivalrous men by chance, but the first thing I said was "Have you eaten?" Seeing the embarrassment in each other's eyes, they decisively avoided.

At the dinner party, he casually selected some delicious dishes, and after feasting on them, Shirataki wiped his mouth, left the seat, and greeted the old man.

"I'm going for a walk."

"Young master, walk slowly."

Bai Taki was about to leave, but someone grabbed the hem of his clothes, and when he looked back, it was little Xiuyu Lolita.

"Do you want to come with me?" Bai Taki pointed with his chin: "Isn't it delicious to stay here?"

Xiuyu didn't say a word, saying that she acted according to her face.

Little Lolita's expression was impassive, Shirataki looked left and right, only saw four words - you have to be responsible.

Chapter 130 Eight Three Wu Lolita is Too Cute

——You brought me in, I am your female companion, you have to be responsible.

This logic is fine.

But Bai Taki carefully looked at the little loli's cheek, so why can I understand what she wants to say?I don't have my own translator?

Shirataki doesn't like bear children, but such a cute little loli can still be posted, cough cough cough...

Lolita retreats and disperses, all evils do not invade, shoot and warn.

"Then it's good for you to follow." Bai Taki stretched out his salty pig's trotters: "Do you want to hold hands?"

Snapped!Xiuyu slapped his pig's hand off, her eyes full of disapproval.

She doesn't like being treated like a kindergarten kid.

——Do you still want to say next time, you want to kiss, hug, and hold you high?

Shirataki didn't admit the shameful thoughts in his heart, but just spread his hands: "Then you have to keep up, you can't walk fast with short legs."

Xiuyu tugged at the corner of his clothes, and tugged twice—hurry up.

"Okay, don't rush me." Instead, Bai Taki was dragged forward by her: "You are not cute at all."

Xiuyu turned her head and glanced at him—is it cute enough to eat?

"It's edible, it's so cute and delicious."

Xiuyu tilted her head—what is that?chocolate?

"It's not chocolate, it's also dessert." Shirataki showed a wild and evil smile: "It feels so much cuter to eat in a heated room in winter, you must not understand, just hide in an air-conditioned room in summer just like Chongqing hot pot Just as cool..."

The two were talking, but Shirataki was the only one talking.

Such a strange but normal communication, one big and one small slowly walked into the crowd.

Hua Ling opened her mouth wide, and even the dragon liver and phoenix gall in her hand didn't smell good: "Ah...how did they communicate?"

Hua Zhongjin stroked his beard and said, "Perhaps, this is the mutual induction between the innocent heart and the childlike heart."

……

"I have crossed mountains and seas, and I have also crossed mountains and seas of people..."

"I used to own the whole world, and in a blink of an eye it was all gone like smoke..."

"I was once disappointed and lost all direction, until I saw that ordinary is the only answer."

Among the crowd, Shirataki hummed a song, his voice was very weak.

It wasn't until he finished humming the song that Xiuyu pulled the hem of his clothes.

--What song is this?

"The Ordinary Road." Shirataki said, "It's a song that suits me, and I also like the song Nobody."

—It sounds very strange.

"It's a natural, pure vernacular song."

——But songs shouldn’t have rhythm, do they still need lyrics?

"Who told you? Singing is not writing poems. Songs are your own thoughts. Love what I love, see what I see, and sing what I think. This is the song. It's not so complicated. You haven't seen the whole A scene where tens of thousands of people are singing along to a song." Bai Taki said: "Sing if you want, the mouth is on my body, why don't you let me shout to the world?"

Xiuyu paused, this time she didn't seem to think about anything.

—You are quite right, but...

She squinted her eyes, her beautiful big eyes were full of disgust.

——You sing so badly.

Young Master Bai was pierced by thousands of arrows.

He clutched his chest: "The song is ugly, I'm sorry."

He became stronger again, and muttered as if looking for a reason: "Maybe there is no melody to match. If there is a melody, I may not be out of tune. Why can't I use electronic products here, otherwise..."

Bai Taki walked forward, and without paying attention, Xiuyu touched his throat, the girl's eyes were silently disappointed.

She lowered her hand again, grabbed Bai Taki's clothes corner, quietly followed, and pulled his clothes corner again.

"Huh?" Shirataki looked back.

- Sing it again.

"Stop singing." Shirataki resolutely refused.

—Sing it again, I haven't remembered it yet.

"I won't sing anymore." Shirataki still shook his head: "I sing badly."

——Let’s do that one more time.

"Then I'll change one for you." Shirataki decided to challenge the children's song: "Two tigers or a little star, let's row our oars, which one do you want to hear?"

——No, just listen to that one!

Xiuyu cupped her small hands, folded her hands in front of her chest, tilted her head, pretending to be cute.

Shirataki was hit, and the effect was outstanding.

……hateful!Fatal wounds.

"Sing it, then sing it, fuck it."

Bai Taki hummed the melody this time, and Xiuyu had already walked beside him, following the melody.

Light pop music is more popular with ordinary people than traditional classical music.

What the people like to hear and see cannot be cut off. Bai Taki felt a little sorry, but it's a pity that the girl's voice is broken, otherwise he could teach her a song.