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Yue Siyi continued to smile. When they saw her like this, they were a little curious and asked, "Is there any difference in your draft?" When the eldest son saw that she continued to keep that mysterious smile, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Of course, it must be better than what you held."

"Then what's the difference between your draft and ours? What's the point?" The eldest son finally began to take heart and asked.

"So in the past, what was held was just a small thing and a good opinion. The spectators were just dignitaries, and they didn't know much, and the effect was definitely not very good. And my draft should be participated by the whole world, both men and women.

"The whole world participates, no matter whether it's a man or a woman, it will be a mess." Qing's mother retorted from the side.

Yue Siyi ignored her. He just looked at the eldest son's eyes with a little expectation. It would be better if he could participate, beautiful men and women. It depends on your management ability. I think what Qing's mother is afraid of is not that there are many people, but that no one will participate at all. After all, the Red Mansion is already holding a hundred flower list. The blue mother's face was embarrassed, and it was true.

"They do theirs, and we do ours. Although my purpose is the same as theirs, the process is different, and there is no comparison between them. Mother Qing can rest assured. Let's give it a try first to see the effect. Seeing what she said, she didn't take risks, and she could see her power. Of course, the eldest son and Qing's mother agreed 100%. In this way, it was decided that the preparation time would be held a month later, and Qing's mother would help each other.

After saying goodbye to the eldest son, she went out of Qingheyuan. Qing's mother followed her to Qinglianyuan, where Yue Siyi lived.

"Mother Qing, do you seem to be worried about anything else?" Sitting down and seeing that she was still a little confused, Yue Siyi didn't want her future plans to be ruined, so she had to work hard now.

"I always feel that our method will become the follower of the Red Mansion." Qing's mother is still hesitant, no matter how Yue Siyi persuades her. Seeing this, Yue Siyi is not talking much. Let her be quiet and think about it first, and she has to think about the operation process. This matter can't tolerate her failure. Life and death, sadness and glory depends on this time.

A few days later, when Qing's mother came to her again, her face was full of a smile. Yue Siyi had understood that she had figured it out. At least she had decided to do her best to help her complete this long and small rehearsal.

"If you need anything, just tell me. It's better to make a list for me." Qing's mother took her hand and stared at the affectionate Yue Siyi. She said affectionately, "Dir, you have to stay in the brothel, so you have to have a stage name. Your real name is useless."

"Then Qinglian. Anyway, it's just a name, and it's easy to remember. Mom Qing, do you think it's okay?" Yue Siyi took her hand and was a little more force. The a little distracted lady woke up and hurriedly said, "It's whatever you like."

"What's wrong with Mother Qing? She is always distracted. Is she sick?" Yue Siyi gently poked on her forehead, and the old duckling shook her head with a smile.

Suddenly, Qing's mother stood up, looked at the sky outside, and said, "Qinglian, it's time for Qing's time to leave. After writing the list, just ask Xiaoju to send it. Try to write down what you need, and don't be polite to Mother Qing. Seeing Yue Siyi nodding with a smile, he also smiled, "Then I'll go."

"My daughter won't send it."

Yue Siyi has written down what he needs. Some of them don't know if they are here. If they don't find Qing's mother to customize them in person, there are still many clothes that need to be cut again. Draw the drawings and send them tomorrow. After Xiaoju took the list and left, Yue Siyi relaxed his whole body, and the forced smile on his face also disappeared. He was very depressed. He was really like a bitch now. How ironic it was, just like working in that world, selling his own body, and now even his soul is about to fall. Trapped.

Yue Siyi's body trembled a little, afraid to return to the point where she was almost doomed.

At noon, Qing's mother took a girl and called Xiao Xue. Qing's mother meant that there was only one little chrysanthemum beside her to take care of. There were two more personal slaves in the other girls in the yard, so she picked a clever girl early this morning. Yue Siyi was not polite. She accepted it when she sent it. Anyway, it was sent to monitor her. It doesn't matter. After being polite, Yue Siyi took out the clothes and drawings drawn in the morning and gave them to her, "Mother Qing, I have to make a few performance clothes here, and some other girl to cooperate with the little maid."

Today, Qing's mother was in a very good mood. She readily agreed to everything she wanted, and Yue Siyi followed her to the main hall of the Qing Building. The main hall is very large and can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time. The decoration is first-class, and even Yue Siyi, who has already enjoyed it very well, can't help but be surprised. When she entered the brothel, it was the first time she came to the main building hall. She knew how big the whole brothel was. I'm afraid it was no less than 20 mu. Although the courtyard seemed to be mixed, it was all isolated. Without hundreds of years, there would be no today's situation.

After Yue Siyi walked around and looked around, he already had a bottom in his heart.

"Mother Qing, the audition is in the hall of the main building." The main building is only separated from the courtyard gate by a wide road that is no more than 100 meters long. The wide gate can't stop the spring in the main building at all. If the brothel and the red building are right, you can directly see the hall of the main building of the brothel, and the brothel can also visualize the main building of the red building. The brothel and the red building are standing upright. I don't know why the builder divided an industry into two parts and still facing the door. It's really weird.

Yue Siyi came to the gate of the courtyard and looked at the bustling opposite side, but the brothel looked a little lonely. He couldn't help smiling bitterly. Fortunately, he had confidence in himself. As long as a month later, the situation will definitely turn around.

The next month was very busy, and the things she wanted were almost ready, only rehearsing and publicity.

It is claimed that a beautiful girl came to the brothel recently and officially began to perform on the 15th of this month. Because it has been publicized for a month, it has lost the hearts of those beauty hunters. It is still dark for fifteen days, and the brothel is already overcrowded. On the gorgeous stage,

In the middle of the hall of the main building, the stage is very spacious, with nearly 50 square meters. Except for the front, it is covered with transparent tulle, and countless palace lamps of different colors are hung high, setting off the whole stage as beautiful as a fairyland.

The person below is a regular customer of the brothel. He has been waiting to see the beauty for a long time, but he has not seen the beauty come out to perform and is shouting in unison.

"Qinglian, let's start, or the guests will soon dismantle the Taiwan." There are more and more people. I didn't expect that the publicity effect in the early stage was so good. Almost all the guests familiar with the brothel came to support me, and there were many new faces I didn't know. It seemed that they were coming for this beauty.

"Mother Qing, don't worry, they will never destroy anything on the stage." Dress carefully, let them wait, and taste them without fishing. How can they have that kind of shocking effect?

"Mother Qing, so it's all ready. Is there anything wrong?" After the work, it fell and the makeup was finished. Even the green mother beside her was surprised and said, "It was originally a beauty, but now it is extremely beautiful."

Yue Siyi smiled faintly and thought that in order to maintain the brightness of the entertainment industry, he was carefully dressed for large and small occasions without making any mistakes. The makeup technology had already been fascinated. As long as she has three aspects of appearance, she can turn into a beauty.

"Mother Qing, help me dress." Stand up, stand straight in front of the huge bronze mirror, stretch out your hands, and let Xiaoju and Xiaoxue help Qing's mother put on the thin and almost transparent emerald palace shirt. You can faintly see the pink corset inside, which is even more enchanting.

"Mother Qing, let's go." Yue Siyi covered her face with the fast snow silk, like a proud peacock, and called to her mother who was fascinated by her.

After passing through the corridor of the heavy courtyard, it gradually approached the noisy main building.

Yue Siyi smiled and must let the people present tonight fall under her pomegranate skirt.