Kiyomi Tsuki et son renard

Chapitre 54

Baiyun asked, "Then why did you call out 'Ye Piaopiao' as soon as you came in?"

Long Ming said impatiently, "Because this Ye Piaopiao is really hateful! So hateful!" He slammed his hand on the table next to him with a loud bang. The table certainly didn't hurt, and it was hard to tell whether his hand hurt or not.

Baiyun asked, "How is it so detestable?"

Long Ming said, "You don't know, Ye Piaopiao's portrait actually sold for 1,000 taels!"

Bai Yun exclaimed in surprise, "Is this real?"

“Of course it’s true,” Long Ming said.

Someone nearby said, "I've heard that too. Ye Piaopiao is said to be a peerless beauty, but she hasn't appeared yet."

Baiyun then asked, "Is this why Young Master Hua is angry?"

Playboy?! He used to huddle in a corner, pounding his chest.

Long Ming snorted coldly, seemingly trembling with anger, and shouted loudly as if he were very unconvinced: "Her portrait actually sold for 1,000 taels! While my portrait only sold for 1,001 taels. I'm only one tael less than him. Tell me, am I not angry! Am I not angry!"

The day was spent trembling in a corner.

Just then, someone called out, "Hua Feifei, get ready to go on stage."

Someone handed over an embroidered ball, which Long Ming took in his hand. He then said to Bai Yun, "I must excuse myself for now."

Baiyun was still not recovered from the previous one or two miles, and simply said, "Please."

Long Ming flicked his sleeve and strode onto the stage.

Xi Ri suddenly wanted to see how Long Ming tossed the embroidered ball, but she couldn't move around now, so she had to reluctantly suppress her curiosity.

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When Long Ming stepped onto the stage, there was an astonishing silence. Then someone shouted, "Take off your mask!" which immediately caused a frenzy among the audience. Even some of the well-bred ladies who had been watching from afar, pretending to be aloof, went crazy the moment they saw Long Ming. Long Ming had that kind of power to turn these ladies into madwomen for him.

The crowd below, who had been fighting tooth and nail for that tattered embroidered ball, now began chanting rhythmically, as if under someone's command: "Take off the mask! Take off the mask! Take off the mask! Take off the mask!..."

Upon hearing this, Long Ming's eyes flickered, and he placed a finger to his lips, softly shushing the audience. For some reason, the previous noise from below vanished instantly. He winked playfully at the crowd, then turned around and spun around again. In that instant, his mask was removed, revealing his true face. At that moment, many people in the audience gasped simultaneously, and several young ladies, unable to withstand the visual shock, fainted to the ground. For a moment, the hall was so quiet that even a pin dropping could be heard...

Just then, the embroidered ball in his hand suddenly flew out, and no one saw what happened. The ball flew at an imperceptible speed towards a corner of the hall, shooting straight out…

In an instant, everyone screamed in surprise, feeling that what Long Ming had thrown out was not an embroidered ball, but a golden ball.

Long Ming didn't even look to see who caught the embroidered ball, or the uproar caused by it below the stage. He then put on a mask and left the stage while everyone was still fighting to the death over the embroidered ball (trash?) that he had casually tossed aside.

As soon as he stepped backstage, he heard a chorus of screams from the front desk...

Amid the chaos, someone cried out, "Hua Feifei, I bet ten thousand taels on Hua Feifei..."

"I'll bet twenty thousand taels..."

"I'll bet thirty thousand taels..."

"I bet 30,001 taels..."

Wow... Backstage, Xi Ri and Long Ming were both stunned. Who is so talented? Who is it? We must get to know them later.

At that moment, someone shouted, "Ye Piaopiao, get ready to go on stage."

Immediately, Xi Ri, who was in the corner, stood up. All eyes backstage suddenly turned to her.

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Seeing Zhang Guiyi, the thief, openly and brazenly appearing at the door, Ming Lu felt suspicious. Zhang Guiyi was skilled in disguise and rarely appeared in his true form, but today he appeared here in his original appearance, which was truly unexpected and aroused suspicion.

Nalan also saw Zhang Guiyi at the door and immediately went down to make arrangements according to the plan.

A short while later, Nalan returned, nodded and smiled at Minglu, indicating that he was ready.

Minglu glanced sideways at the entrance and saw a scholar-like man, accompanied by two attendants, nervously and excitedly squeezing in and gradually approaching the stage.

Minglu felt something was amiss and whispered something in Nalan's ear. Nalan was startled and nodded heavily before turning to leave. Minglu then said in a low voice, "Don't make a move until you see my signal."

Nalan nodded and then left.

At this moment, Hua Feifei went on stage.

Hua Feifei, with her hair tied up in a silver crown and a tall, straight figure, glanced back at the audience and smiled, instantly causing all the women to scream and fall over in admiration. The men were stunned, their minds replaying Hua Feifei's smile on stage countless times, wondering how handsome and dashing they would look if they imitated it. Some couldn't resist trying to imitate her right then and there, but when they turned around to mimic Hua Feifei's smile for the person behind them, they saw that the person behind them was also turning around and smiling back at the person behind them...

Just then, Hua Feifei's embroidered ball suddenly shot towards Ming Lu, who had already recognized him, at an extremely fast speed!

Upon seeing that Hua Feifei on the stage was actually the scholar Long Ming, Ming Lu was shocked. Just then, the embroidered ball, carrying the force of a piercing air, shot straight towards him!

Without much thought, in the blink of an eye, the embroidered ball came flying towards him. He immediately raised his left hand and caught the ball in mid-air. He bent his arm to deflect some of the force. Although the ball was in his palm, it was still spinning in the air. At that moment, Minglu had no choice but to draw circles along the surface of the ball with his fingers until all the force was deflected.

Why did Long Ming throw the embroidered ball to him? He wondered, but when he looked up, he saw that Long Ming was nowhere to be seen on the stage. Just as he was frowning and annoyed, he suddenly noticed that countless pairs of tiger-like eyes in the audience were fixed on the embroidered ball in his hand!

The next moment, everyone rushed towards him. Ming Lu felt a chill run down his spine and realized that Long Ming was trying to harm him! He immediately raised his hand and tossed the embroidered ball to the woman beside him who had just said that Fu Jin was a fool with a fool's luck.

Suddenly, the woman became the target of everyone's anger.

Unexpectedly, when the woman saw the embroidered ball suddenly fall into her arms, she was overjoyed instead of afraid! Her eyes widened like copper bells, as if she couldn't believe it. She hugged the embroidered ball tightly to her chest, ignoring others' desperate attempts to snatch it, ignoring her clothes and hair being torn and disheveled, ignoring the fact that she was no longer the young lady she once was, and ignoring the maids and servants crying and shouting beside her. She refused to let go even if it meant her death.

Finally, the burly men in blue, who had been maintaining order, came to the young lady's rescue. Looking at her, the young lady struggled to her feet, panting heavily as she sat on the ground, her clothes disheveled and hair disheveled, like a madwoman. She gently stroked the embroidered ball in her arms, which had been crushed and deformed, as if it were a precious treasure. The woman was slowly helped to her feet by her maids, who were crying and asking if she was alright, trying to tidy her up. But she stared blankly at the embroidered ball in her hands, gently caressing it with her fingers…