Bai Feng thought for a few seconds and decided to put it aside. What was the point of thinking about this thing? Listening to the music was more important.
He still didn't believe that the other party would follow him into Qiufeng Tower to listen to music.
"Hey~ Isn't this Master Bai? When I heard the magpies singing on the branches today, I knew that a distinguished person would come today. Come on, girls..."
Before he stepped into Qiufeng Tower, he heard a voice coming from afar. Without looking, he knew it was Wang Ma, one of the managers of Qiufeng Tower.
"Hey, don't give me that." Bai Feng stretched out his hand to interrupt her. "I don't like people disturbing me when I'm listening to music. As usual, who is singing today?"
Wang Ma also cooperated very well and dispersed the girls who had gathered around. She quickly walked to Bai Feng's side and replied with a smile on her face: "It's Miss Qiu'er. I guarantee that you will be satisfied, Mr. Bai."
"It seems that I am lucky today. I am fortunate enough to hear Miss Qiu'er sing."
Bai Feng also showed an interested look on his face. This girl named Qiu'er joined Qiufeng Tower in the past year. With her unique singing voice, she quickly reached the top of Qiufeng Tower and became the object of reward from all the rich and powerful young men.
But she had a cold personality and seldom sang. Even Aunt Wang couldn't direct her, and this was the first time he heard her sing.
Well, my luck finally improved.
Following Aunt Wang, we came to the elegant room on the second floor. The space inside the room was not very large, but there was a large chair placed there, which was more than enough to accommodate three or four people. It was obviously not just for sitting and listening to music.
But for Bai Feng, it is a chair for listening to music.
He picked up a grape from the table and put it into his mouth, then took out a pen and paper to start preparing the materials.
I hope this famous Miss Qiuer can bring him some surprises and inspiration.
Outside the door, Lin Yan watched Bai Feng walk into Qiufeng Tower. This time even he found the flaw.
"Teacher, you are right. Bai Feng is really pretending. But why does he pretend to be a dandy boy?"
"I don't know, but I guess it might be related to those rumors." Dan Lao stroked his beard. This time, even he became interested in Bai Feng.
"Well, it seems like he wants to confirm the rumor." Lin Yan thought, "I remember that Bai Feng's talent is average, which is why there is a rumor that Bai Feng wants to dig out his sister's immortal bone to change her fate. Even if this is false, Bai Feng can't explain it clearly. Over time, it may even affect his sister."
'And now he is pretending to be a dandy, is he trying to show that he has given up cultivation and no longer has any intentions for the Immortal Bone, so that his sister can practice with peace of mind and no longer be troubled by rumors? If this is true, then Brother Bai's mind is beyond my reach.'
"It is indeed possible." Elder Dan glanced at Lin Yan and couldn't help but teasing, "Do you want to go in and take a look? This Qiu'er girl seems to be very famous!"
Lin Yan shook his head, with no idea on his face: "No, these people are not even as good as the hair painted by Teacher Chunqiu."
"……"
Oh no, it seems like there’s something seriously wrong with his apprentice’s mental state!
…
“A-choo!”
Bai Feng sneezed. He glanced at the Son of Fortune who was standing motionless at the door, and was a little confused about what the other person was thinking.
If he knew the content of the other party's chat, he would definitely cry out for injustice:
There aren't that many reasons. He really came here to listen to the music and collect materials! After all, you can't just draw a dirty picture if you want to. You still need inspiration to draw well!
He didn't like being stared at when doing this kind of creation, nor did he want to reveal his true identity. In addition, with his current standards, he couldn't look down on the ordinary women here, and the top girls were too expensive. It would be better for him to hide in his room and draw erotic pictures by himself.
"She's out! Miss Qiu'er is out!"
"Miss Qiu'er, look at me!"
"Hurry, hurry, give me the reward. I won't be outdone by those guys!"
"Miss Qiu'er, I am your dog!"
For a moment, everyone below seemed to be going crazy, and Bai Feng even froze while drinking his tea.
Although he had been here many times, he had never seen such a scene.
For a moment he was a little curious, so he slowly walked to the window and looked through the window at the woman playing the piano - she had a translucent veil on her face and was wearing a black long skirt. Although it was a long skirt, it was very different from ordinary long skirts.
Black cloth wrapped around most of the chest, revealing a snow-white patch on the top. Two suspenders were tied around the neck, revealing delicate collarbones and a smooth white back. The lower body was completely wrapped up by the skirt, but the fabric of the skirt was a little transparent, so that you could vaguely see the slender legs inside, but it didn't look real, and the vagueness made people feel itchy.
Although there are no decorations on the clothes, they add a touch of noble temperament when worn, making people reluctant to look away.
The moment she came out, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.
But unlike the stunned crowd, Bai Feng's expression was a little subtle - isn't this the dress in my pornographic picture? If you copied it, at least change it, don't just copy it!
Fortunately, when he draws the erotic pictures, he basically only draws the clothes in this world. Only when he gets inspiration will he draw new clothes, such as the one Qiu'er is wearing.
The reason why he didn't draw the clothes on Blue Star was very simple: those clothes were too stimulating for the people in this world.
He had wanted to take it slow before, but now it seems a good thing that he didn't draw it all, otherwise he, who was fleecing Blue Star, would have been fleeced by this group of people.
He hated two kinds of people the most in his life: those who took advantage of him and those who didn't let him take advantage of them.
It's okay to steal, but can you at least give me some money as a token of your appreciation? Even buying a couple more books would be fine!
Bai Feng was not the only one who noticed this. Others also noticed this after they came to their senses:
"This seems to be the clothes that appeared in Teacher Chunqiu's pictures, right? Teacher Chunqiu really has great taste!"
"Yes, I remember it was on page 4 of issue 11."
"Teacher Chunqiu, you are my God!"
"No, no, no, the point is the clothes. Could it be that Miss Qiu'er also read the Spring and Autumn Annals?"
"Bullshit, Miss Qiu'er is so pure, how could she possibly read that kind of stuff!"
For a moment, the people around were stunned. They first looked back at the sign of Qiufeng Building to make sure they were not in the wrong place. Then they looked at the fans with fanatical faces and immediately moved a little further away from him.
"What a psychopath! How did this idiot sneak into Qiufeng Building?"
"Stay away. I feel like my IQ has dropped if you get any closer."
The noise below did not affect Miss Qiu'er. She put one hand on the strings and plucked them gently, and immediately the quarrels and discussions disappeared.
Bai Feng sat back in his chair when the music started.
The piano is played really well, and the sound seems to have a magical power that can make people subconsciously indulge in it.
But the other party fleeced him and used the fleeced wool to make money from him!
Hey, I’m still so angry!
It’s boring. I don’t want to listen anymore. I’m leaving!
Bai Feng quietly pushed open the door. At this time, even the maid was immersed in the sound of the piano and did not notice someone who was leaving stealthily.
Only Qiu'er, who was playing the piano on the stage, followed his movements with her eyes and watched him leave.
"Let's go home and bask in the sun."
Bai Feng shook his head, but he had just taken two steps when he saw a few people walking towards him.
Wearing the same clothes as the Son of Fortune whom he just met, it seems that they are both inner disciples of the Tianjian Sect.
Is he the younger brother of the Son of Destiny?
While he was thinking, the other party stared at him:
"Oh, he is indeed a loser, going in and out of this kind of place in broad daylight. I feel ashamed for Junior Sister Bai!"
Bai Feng: “?”
It’s none of your business if I go to a brothel to listen to music.
Damn it, I, a villain with a villain system, was actually ridiculed!
Is it you who has the villain system or me?
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