I’m Almost At Immortal Ascension, You Say You Want Me To Be The Prince?

"Where is Xiao Lang, he is so handsome!"

Just when Li Mu secretly complained about the old Yuchi Baolin driver, suddenly there was a chuckle like a silver bell from the street.

I saw a young woman with a nice face watching Li Mu cover her mouth and chuckled lightly.

Li Mu had a bit of hindsight.

On the contrary, when Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chubi next to them heard this, they stood up straight at the same time at the same time.

Feel good about yourself.

"Little Lang, Big sis loves people the most, come here, Big sis loves you very much!"

Naturally, Li Mu would not care about such teasing words, but he was somewhat speechless.

Alas, I blame myself for being too heaven-defying, and I have to bear all the sins by myself.

I saw that the girl deliberately dropped a handkerchief after she said it. Following the trajectory of the drop, it should fall on Li Mu's head.

Li Mu secretly operated Spirit Power, and a trace of invisible Spiritual Qi spread out.

The handkerchief was shocked to Yuchi Baolin's head instantly.

"Da Lang is so splendid!" Li Mu said with a smile.

Yuchi Baolin took the handkerchief off her head and put it under her nose and smelled it.

Fragrant, really scented!

Yuchi Baolin raised her head and threw a wink at the girl, and then carefully put the handkerchief into her arms.

The little Big sis upstairs instantly stiffened, then hid his face and fled back into the building.

Of course, in the eyes of Yuchi Baolin, this little Big sis is shy.

I made up my mind, I must come to this little Big sis to talk about life and ideals.

It's best to talk about Bingzhuye.

Cheng Chubi next to him cast envy, jealousy and hatred in an instant.

Li Mu smiled, pinched his horse's belly lightly, and moved on.

Walking on the road, where you can see, there is a pink everywhere, it is not too dreamy.

Yingying Yanyan's little Big sis softly whispered greetings, and almost didn't hook the souls of Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chubi.

but!

Unless the little Big sis are willing to let Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chubi prostitute themselves.

Otherwise, with their current pocket money, whoring a hammer!

Fast food is not enough.

The three of them came to the destination without any risk.

Huajinlou.

This is a very large-scale clubhouse.

It is said that there is an official background.

In short, it definitely belongs to the kind with rough and hard background.

The purpose of coming here is to sell poems.

After all, only this kind of large-scale clubhouse will have potential customers.

Because the customers here are either rich or expensive, pretending to be more customers.

It's basic practice to spend big money or something.

What an old iron rocket brushed a wave, the plane brushed a wave.

That is not one level.

And this place takes the high-end route, the small Big sis in the clubhouse is the kind that is very tall and packaged.

Although no matter how colorful and tall, they can't change their true identities.

But at least it’s a bit more expensive!

** and **, the difference between the word, the value is very different.

As for how to pack it?

Pretend to be a cultural person!

Make a few decent poems and publicize them, and you won't be tall in minutes.

In addition, there is a large-scale multiplayer sport of poetry at intervals.

Let's liven up the atmosphere!

Marketing is not only the modern people, but the ancients also played it very sluggishly.

As long as you behave well in the poem club and get a wet hand, congratulations, you can go for nothing.

It's still an upright prostitute, and the old driver who was present after the prostitute had to call you 666.

The layered sense of pretense suddenly emerged.This is far more advanced than spending money to pretend to be advanced.

Therefore, once there is a poem event, the price of this poem will rise instantly.

After the three of Li Mu came to the Huajin Building, they handed the horse to Xiao Si, then paid the entrance fee and began to enter the building.

At this time, a multi-person movement is being held in the building, that is, a poetry meeting.

"Big Brother, it's time to come. Today Huajinlou is holding a poem meeting with spring as the theme. If you write a good poem, you can get the beautiful girl to stay overnight." Yuchi Baolin smiled lewdly.

"Chee, do you know how to write poems?" Cheng Chubi expressed strong contempt.

"I won't, but Big Brother will!"

Li Mu had come to Haikou before, saying that he was full of poems, and he casually vomited a masterpiece that was famous for a lifetime.

Of course, Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chubi didn't believe him at all, bragging! Which man doesn't brag?

But as long as you can make a poem.

"Da Lang, my poems are meant to be used to make money. Wouldn't it be a waste to give it to you."

Li Mu squinted at him, asking me to do this kind of loss-making business, and there was no way.

"Hey, Big Brother's words are out of the question, my brother, how can you care about it like this?"

"No money to avoid talking."

"Then how much is Big Brother going to sell?"

"Whatever you do, you have to have a ten-percent song!"

"Huh? Ten? It's expensive, Big Brother!"

"Look at the face of my brother, I'll give you a 50% discount, and how about it!"

"Five, still expensive, Big Brother."

"Forget it if it's too expensive, I'll find someone else."

"Don't don't, or Big Brother, show me the poem first?"

"Can."

Li Mu took out a thick stack of manuscripts from his arms, and then flipped through them, "Isn't it the topic of spring?"

"Hmm..."

"I found it, this "Lovesickness" is not bad, it's a good time."

Yuchi Baolin took the manuscript and opened it up.

【Red Beans Growing Southland】

[Send a few branches in spring]

【May you pick more】

[This thing is the most lovesick]

"Good poem, good poem."

Although Yuchi Baolin is a big boss, and the length is also very big, but this does not affect his ability to appreciate poetry.

Whether the poem is good or not is about the same as the beauty of a person's length.

It can be seen at a glance.

The difference lies in the goodness and the beauty.

Yuchi Baolin could not see this kind of subtle appreciation, but this did not prevent him from knowing that this was a good poem.

"Big Brother, I bought this poem."

"What about the money?"

"I owe it first."

After that, Yuchi Baolin ran away, like a wild dog that had taken off her rein, rushing into the crowd like a happy one.

Seeing that Yuchi Baolin had obtained a good poem, Cheng Chubi couldn't help his saliva flow down.

"Big Brother, I want to..."

"Are you rich?"

"No money."

"No money to avoid talking."

"..."

"But, Saburo, if you can sell three for me, I will give you one, how about it?"

When Cheng Chubi heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Therefore, Cheng Chubi also ran into the crowd to solicit business like a wild dog.

If you sell three songs and get one song, don't you get two when you sell six songs, and so on.

Cheng Chubi's heart suddenly surged, as if he had seen countless small Big sis waving at him.

I was in Pingkangfang, but I had lost contact with the prostitute. ——Cheng Chubi

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