Paparazzi dressed as a shop boy

impossible!

It is impossible for me to like a man.

Li Su squeezed the sweat secretly in his hands, and thought of the oiran lady who rejected him with a smile like a spring flower and a beautiful woman like an autumn moon.

Yes, that is the lady who is sought after by countless men, and it is hard to buy a smile with money. He is willing to give up his status, fame and fortune to smile at her, but she sent herself to hell with a soft and clever "I'm sorry".

Rather than always looking up to a woman who is unattainable, it is better to simply like a man.

Li Sushou thought angrily.

There seemed to be something loose in his heart, Li Sushou sighed silently.

If Ruan Shaomin wasn't someone like Fang Xiqi and He Gui, who might be more difficult to pursue than an oiran lady, then he was just going from one desperate situation to another.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, and when he looked up, he found that He Guizheng was looking at him with a half-smile, and there seemed to be an indescribable deep meaning in those sharp eyes.

For some reason, Li Su's hands were suddenly covered in cold sweat.

55. Democratic elections...

The people in the audience are at war with each other, and the stage is not too far behind.

Nangong Bo looked at the audience with a bit of embarrassment, cleared his throat and said, "It's good or not, everyone's suggestion is good, but the election of the leader of the martial arts is very important, and it needs to be discussed by all the leaders."

Although he was talking about the heads of the sects, his eyes were looking at the direction where the Nine Sects, Three Villages and Four Clans were sitting. Obviously, it was up to the Nine Sects, Three Villages and Four Clans to decide whether or not to choose the leader. Martial arts comrades", only to be represented.

The Nine Schools, Three Villages and Four Clans had obviously reached an agreement long ago. Nangong Bo glanced over, and a short young man responded loudly: "Since everyone proposed that, of course we must respect everyone's opinions."

The corner of Fang Xiqi's mouth twitched, and Li Su put his hands in his ear understandingly and said, "This is Duan Jiangliu, the big disciple of Feixing Village.

Just as Li Sushou finished speaking, the white-bearded old man sitting in front of Duan Jiangliu coughed lightly and said, "What Jiang Liu said is, since it's the suggestion of fellow martial artists, we might as well listen to it."

Li Su said: "This is the owner of Feixing Village, Duan Hongxiu."

Fang Xiqi blinked: "Are they father and son?"

Li Sushou said: "No, but Feixing Village has a rule that all disciples who enter the village must abandon their original surnames and follow the owner's surname."

Fang Xiqi rubbed his chin: "Could it be that Duan Hongxiu is infertile himself, so he is a psychopath and wants others to follow his surname?"

Li Sushou: "..."

Ruan Shaomin leaned over and whispered, "Duan Hongxiu does not have any children, and it is said..."

Fang Xiqi moved his ears closer gossipingly, Ruan Shaomin propped up his folding fan to cover his face and said, "The intercourse is not harmonious."

Fang Xiqi: "..."

He Gui glanced over and said, "Young Master Ruan knows a lot."

Ruan Shaomin didn't change his face: "I heard it from someone while drinking tea at the Yuelai Inn."

He Gui: "..."

Fang Xiqi finally couldn't help but yelled: "Stop discussing these trivial matters, it will affect my watching the play."

Li Sushou nodded deeply, and looked at an old woman with white hair and chicken skin who didn't know when she stood up to speak. She was dressed in a golden brocade robe, with a huge agate hanging on her forehead. In addition, almost all the people present from the Nine Schools, Three Villages and Four Clans were men, so her voice was even more eye-catching.

Li Su hand thoughtfully commented on Fang Xiqi: "This is Murong Mingzhu, the old lady of the Murong family. She was originally the jewel in the palm of the previous head of the Murong family. She fought against her husband's family twice because of her unruliness. If you marry her, you will simply stay in the Murong family, after the previous patriarch passed away, she became the ruler of the Murong family, and the current patriarch, Murong, is her nephew, the fat man sitting next to her."

Fang Xiqi glanced at the seat next to Murong Mingzhu, and sure enough, there was a fat man who looked like a landlord.Then he asked in puzzlement: "You said that Murong Bie is the current head of the family, so who is the biggest in Murong's family now?"

Li Sushou said: "On the surface it is Murong Farewell, but Murong Mingzhu listens to the government behind the curtain."

Fang Xiqi shook the goose skin on his arm and said, "What a Jianghu version of Cixi."

I saw Murong Mingzhu raised her head and said with a condescending expression: "It seems that the selection of the leader of the martial arts is what everyone expects, so let's think about how to choose a leader who can lead the heroes."

Fang Xiqi looked at Li Su with embarrassing eyes and said, "They don't want to compete in martial arts, do they?"

Could it be that he is destined to live in a bloody world?

Li Sushou said contemptuously, "Isn't this obvious?"

Fang Xiqi said: "Then who has the highest martial arts in the Jianghu?"

Li Sushou said: "Of course the one with the highest martial arts is Master Kongchan of Shaolin, but Master Kongchan is indifferent to fame and fortune, so he will definitely not come out to fight for such false fame, so the winner should be among the masters present."

Fang Xiqi rolled his eyes and said: "Aren't you talking nonsense? They have already calculated that the leader will definitely be born among them, but this is so fucking boring. Am I destined to watch this kind of meaningless?" A plot without suspense?"

Li Su said with embarrassment: "Now it's about choosing the leader of the martial arts, and it's not just a show."

He Gui suddenly sneered: "Aren't they just playing?"

Given that Boss He had always been in a state of facial paralysis, this sudden sneer made the other people tremble violently. No matter how slow they were, it could be seen how much He Gui hated seeing the Nine Sects, Three Villages and Four Clans.

Li Su tried his best not to look at Boss He's cold face like a blade, and tried to continue the topic just now: "The rivers and lakes are no different from other places. The law of survival in the rivers and lakes is the law of the jungle, so in the rivers and lakes, the level of martial arts is almost used. The only criterion for judging a person's status is that among all sects and factions, the one who can become the helm is often the one with the highest martial arts, so it is understandable to choose the martial arts leader in the form of a martial arts competition..."

Fang Xiqi said in surprise: "But is it okay to just advocate force so nakedly? Don't you need to take moral cultivation into consideration?"

Li Su waved his hands: "That's what you say, but what standard do you use to measure everyone's morality? Martial arts are easy to distinguish, and those who win are powerful, but morality is such an illusory thing..."

Fang Xiqi said: "That's all because you are too lacking in creativity!" In modern times, there are at least a hundred ways to test morality. Although the standards are all set by experts, it at least shows that the ability of modern experts to put on a show is Much higher than those of these dull ancients.

Li Sushou's big eyes immediately lit up when he heard the words: "So, do you have a good method?"

Fang Xiqi turned his nostrils to the sky: "It goes without saying!"

Just at this time, Nangong Bo said on stage: "If everyone here has no objection, we will adopt the form of martial arts competition..."

"Wait, I have objections." Li Sushou suddenly yelled, and at the same time pushed Fang Xiqi, who was watching it with gusto, onto him.

He was the closest to Fang Xiqi, and he shot quickly. Fang Xiqi was caught off guard, only felt his body lighten up, and he was already in the air, and suddenly screamed in fright: "Ah Gui..."

He Gui happened to be distracted looking at the stage, and didn't pay attention to Li Su's hand movements for a while. When he realized it, it was too late to stop him. The posture flew to the stage, and he was still a little unsteady when he stood, and his face was a little pale in shock.

"Li Su's hand." He Gui burst out with serious murderous aura, and directly stabbed Li Su's hand like a sharp knife.

Li Sushou had the illusion that his body was covered with blood holes, and he quickly apologized with a smile: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, nothing will happen."

He Gui still looked at him steadfastly, the air around him seemed to freeze in an instant.

Seeing this, Ruan Shaomin hurriedly said softly, "Don't quarrel, let's see what Xiqi has to say."

"Yes, yes!" Li Su quickly agreed, and He Gui slowly turned his head to the stage, but the ice on his face did not fall off at all.

Seeing that He Gui didn't look at him again, Li Su let out a long breath slowly in his heart.

Damn it, He Gui obviously doesn't know martial arts, why did he have such a murderous aura just now? If it wasn't for the fact that the person in front of him was the facially paralyzed owner of Yuelai Inn, Li Sushou would have almost wondered if he had met some unborn master .

If he knew from the beginning that He Gui had such a terrifying aura, he would never have dared to touch Fang Xiqi no matter what.

The tense atmosphere in the audience did not affect the development on the stage. Fang Xiqi, with his strong courage, quickly calmed down after the initial shock. The so-called meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins. In this kind of occasion, you must hold it with a calm temperament , thinking while still putting a smile on his face that he thought was handsome.

Nan Gongbo never imagined that someone would publicly refute the decision of the Nine Sects, Three Villages and Four Clans, and even dare to come on stage, let alone find out that he was a face-to-face unknown when he came to the stage.

His first feeling was that the young people nowadays want to be famous and want to be crazy, and they actually rely on such means to gain a position.

"May I ask your surname?" Nangong Bo was furious in his heart, but he was still polite on the surface. As the head of the clan, he still had to take care of his demeanor.

"Good question!" Fang Xiqi stroked his bangs and said with a gesture of pointing his sword at the sky, "I am the one who is known as Yushu Linfeng Shengpan An, a pear tree crushing crabapple——Wei, Jue, Lord!"

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Fang Xiqi saw that the people present couldn't understand his humor, so he changed his lines and said: "I was just joking, but I am actually Qiao Feng, the leader of Qiao Feng known as 'South Murong, North Qiaofeng'!"

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There was a crack on Nangong Bo's well-disguised face, and there was an imperceptible tone in his tone.