From a freeloader to a world leader

I am a fox that has practiced for a thousand years.

A thousand years of practice, a thousand years of solitude.

In the dead of night, can anyone hear me crying?

In the dim lights, someone sees me dancing.

I am a fox that has been waiting for a thousand years.

A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of loneliness.

In this world of mortals, who has planted the poison of love?

In this vast sea of ​​people, who has drunk the poison of love?

When I loved you, you were poor and studying hard.

When I left you, you were on your wedding night with your name on the imperial examination.

Can I dance for you again?

I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago.

Look at her fluttering sleeves.

All the vows of love have turned into nothingness-------

The entire Jun Youlai Restaurant was once again so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Hundreds of customers in the restaurant held their breath and stared at Sun Shan, who was dressed in a scholar's blue shirt and dancing gracefully and affectionately to the singing, waving a paper fan in his hand.

This time Sun Shan did not beat the drums. Instead, he chose to dance lightly and sing aloud.

As a time traveler who had undergone various intensive trainings, Sun Shan had received precise training in all kinds of knowledge.

Although he was not extremely proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, horse racing, archery, singing and dancing, he had a good grasp of all of them and was able to perform well in them.

The voice of sixteen-year-old Sun Shan was clear and loud, and coupled with Sun Shan's grasp of the song and rhythm, he performed the song in an enchanting way.

Coupled with his slender and upright dancing posture, it looks like a painting and sounds like a poem.

As a famous lady who has been in the entertainment industry for many years, Xie Meiyu was once a well-known celebrity in the entire Chuxi Prefecture and the entire Xiangnan Prefecture.

When it comes to music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, although he is not the world's top master, he is also a first- or second-rate master.

The views and perspectives of masters and ordinary people are completely different. She discovered that whether it is storytelling or singing and dancing performances, the style and connotation of Scholar Sun Shan are completely different from this world.

His melody, his emotional expression, and his rhythmic singing were like a brand new musical door that was suddenly opened.

Xie Meiyu suddenly realized, that's what it was!

The simpler and more straightforward it is, the more it reflects what you truly want to express.

The more it can touch people's souls!

During this concert, Sun Shan observed the audience's emotions and reactions and found that the vast majority of people agreed very much.

Even when I was humming the chorus, some people with strong receptive abilities were already joining in and singing along with me.

Among them, Xie Meiyu and her daughter are the most outstanding.

In addition, brothers Zhang Yuliang and Zhang Yushui can also keep up.

It seems that art is interconnected.

No matter what kind of world it is, beautiful and artistic things can always resonate with human emotions.

It is like the world a thousand years later. Even if you don’t understand foreign songs or foreign languages, you will still have a strong resonance when listening to songs and watching movies.

Thinking of this, Sun Shan finally felt relieved.

He has a firm grasp on his future performances and star-making activities.

After the performance, Sun Shan fanned the paper fan in his hand in a very casual manner and bowed casually: "Thank you, thank you all for listening!"

This time, Zhang Yuliang didn't have to lead the applause and cheers.

Xie Meiyu was the first to react and clapped her hands vigorously: "Good, great singing!"

Then, he snatched a purse from the arms of the dumbfounded maid behind him, and without caring how much silver was inside, he threw it directly to the center of the stage where Sun Shan was standing: "You sang well! Show me the reward!"

She must be the one in Jun You Lou Restaurant who understands and appreciates Sun Shan's performance the most.

Then, the whole hall became lively again.

The applause, cheers, and the sound of tip money falling on the stage were like a more moving piece of music.

At the very least, in Sun Shan's heart, who had once suffered from poverty, it was much more moving than his own singing.

Although, after Sun Shan stepped down from the stage, the people in the audience repeatedly asked Sun Shan to perform again. There were even wealthy guests like Xie Meiyu who offered Sun Shan a huge reward of ten taels of silver and asked him to perform again.

It's a pity that Sun Shan, who is content and understands the long-term strategy and hunger marketing, had already quietly slipped into the No. 2 box of the Tianzihao.

At this moment, he was in the box, receiving admiring gazes from four women, big and small, like those of star-chasers a thousand years later.

"Mr. Sun, I really admire you. I feel that my life has not been lived in vain because I was able to hear and see your performance today!"

After hearing this, Wang Lingzhi and the two maids nodded vigorously.

"Yes, Mr. Sun, how did you do it? You are well-educated, you write good poems, you sing well, and you are also such a wonderful storyteller." Wang Lingzhi relied on the courage that Sun Shan had secretly kissed her, and for the first time she mustered up the courage, half-hugged Sun Shan's arm, and asked in a delicate voice.

"Ha ha ha ha-----"

Sun Shan raised his head and laughed heartily. He patted Wang Lingzhi's hips, who was so infatuated with him that her eyes were glazed over. Then, he pointed to his head and said, "If you are smart, you can do anything. Of course, I thought of it myself!"

This slap made Wang Lingzhi feel her body go numb and soft.

She could not help but press her snow-capped peak, which was slightly smaller than her mother's, tightly against Sun Shan's arm, her mouth half open: "Young Master Sun, you are so bad, why did you hit me there?"

"Is it really bad?"

Sun Shan turned his head, smiled roguely, and rubbed Wang Lingzhi's already hot body up and down with his arm: "Do you like it?"

"Bad guy----"

Wang Lingzhi, who was already beginning to feel dizzy from Sun Shan's provocation, looked as if her pretty face was on fire. After calling him a bad guy, she bit her teeth and asked in a counter-question, "So what if I like him? So what if I don't like him?"

These words and this scene really made Xie Meiyu, who was standing nearby, feel overwhelmed!

She really didn't expect that the scholar Sun Shan and her daughter would become so passionate so quickly and start flirting with each other right under her nose?

I thought to myself, he really inherited my cheerful and coquettish character. If I wasn’t there, I’m afraid he would have swung the club straight into the hole, right?

At the same time, she felt regretful. She felt that Sun Shan didn't seem to have much emotion towards her. No matter how she teased him, he would at most slap her butt.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, my daughter is still young, beautiful and attractive.

Sure enough, every stinky man likes young and tender girls.

"If you like, I want to----"

As he spoke, Sun Shan gently groped up and down Wang Lingzhi's plump and perky butt.

He touched Wang Lingzhi so hard that she fell directly into his arms.

Then he added: "If you don't like it-----"

As he spoke, the movements of his hands changed. He bent his left fingers into claws and pinched them gently and heavily.

He kneaded Wang Lingzhi like a cat, making her moan softly.