Chapter 2: Muddle through

"Next, Shen Junshan!"

Xie Xiang's breathing couldn't help but got up quickly, the people in the

front line entered the door, and the next one would be her. Even though I have

been mentally prepared for a long time, this meeting is still a bit nervous.

"Huh, calm down."

Xie Xiang thought to himself in his heart.

"Next, Xie Liangchen!"

"arrive!"

Almost subconsciously, Xie Xiang replied very loudly, and the other students

waiting in the corridor looked at her in surprise. She hurriedly lowered her

head, uncomfortably tugged on her short hair that she had just cut, pinched

her medical examination report, and walked quickly to the infirmary.

With a "bang", Xie Xiang collided with the person who came out inside, and the

report form scattered all over the place.

"sorry."

Xie Xiang quickly apologized.

Shen Junshan knelt down, picked up the report sheet, and looked down at her.

The person in front of me is a head shorter than me, his skin is white, his

stature is very thin, his neck is thin and it seems to be twisted with a

gentle force, and there is a pale pink on his nails that can't be seen if you

don't look closely. Obviously I have painted before The nail polish was

scraped off with a knife again. In just a few years, the Agni Military Academy

has been defeated and completed. Can even this quality pass the entrance

examination?

"thanks."

Xie Xiang took the medical checkup sheet and turned around and entered the

infirmary.

"Name."

"Xie Liangchen."

"age."

"nineteen."

"Okay, take off your clothes and lie down on the bed."

The doctor wearing a mask stood up, looking a little serious, he rolled up his

cuffs, pointed to the side of the hospital bed, and said.

Xie Xiangwen didn't move, and he smiled: "Doctor, can you not take off your

clothes? I'm a little embarrassed."

The doctor was obviously taken aback, and looked up and down in surprise. He

is not tall and looks a little thin, but his eyebrows are very energetic.

Wearing a new set of small suits, he seems to be from a good family.

"You guys, what are you embarrassed about?"

Xie Xiang kneaded his collar, "I haven't taken off my clothes in front of

others."

"Don't talk nonsense." The doctor was impatient: "Get off and lie down."

"Doctor, you can just be accommodating."

Xie Xiang stepped forward, grabbed the doctor's wrist without a trace, shook

it, pleadingly pleading.

"I think you don't want to pass, then go out and don't waste my time."

"doctor…"

The doctor impatiently tried to push Xie Xiang’s hand away, pulling back and

forth, and suddenly felt that his wrist sank. He looked down, and a yellow-

orange-orange gold bracelet with the thickness of a little finger slipped off

Xie Xiang’s wrist and put it on. In his hand.

The doctor was taken aback and looked at Xie Xiang.

Xie Xiang smiled awkwardly, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth. She was

cautious, flattering and flattering, and a little shy and shy asked: "Doctor,

have I passed?"

In front of the municipal hospital, there are lush greenery and few

pedestrians, so it is very quiet. It seems that the turbulent times have also

affected the business here, slowing down life, old age, sickness and death.

Tan Xiaojun stood outside the door, biting his lip, pacing back and forth,

waiting nervously.

Xie Xiang trot out unconcealedly, and patted Tan Xiaojun on the shoulder.

Tan Xiaojun's eyes lit up and he asked in a low voice like a thief: "How is

it?"

Xie Xiang nodded, and Tan Xiaojun yelled out with a "wow". The pedestrians in

and out couldn't help but look at them. Tan Xiaojun stuck his tongue out and

forced the inconceivable pressure down.

"How did you do it?"

Xie Xiang leaned in mysteriously, turned his back to the hospital door, and

quietly raised his sleeves. I saw that she was wearing more than a dozen

"golden bracelets" brightly on Bai Shengsheng's wrist.

"Wow, where did you get so much money?"

Xie Xiang smiled and whispered: "Fake."

"Fake?" Xiao Jun was surprised: "Are you not afraid that they will look for

you later?"

"Come on, as long as they are willing to admit that they have accepted

bribes."

Tan Xiaojun curled his lips and said with a thumbs up: "You are amazing."

Xie Xiang took Tan Xiaojun's hand: "Let's go, go eat, I'm starving to death."

"No hurry, I'll take you to a place."

"where?"

Tan Xiaojun smiled mysteriously: "Where the man goes, dare you?"

Xie Xiang didn't care: "I even dare to enter the male bathhouse now."

"Blow on you."

Tan Xiaojun chuckled lightly. A military vehicle passed by, and it was full of

soldiers, wearing leggings, high boots, armed belts, and rifles. The car drove

very fast, and the ground was full of dust. The pedestrians coughed twice, and

then left each. No one cared, and no one looked at it. Everyone seemed to be

accustomed to this kind of scene and to be used to such calmness. With a trace

of tension, there are some dangerous days hidden in Anning.

No one thinks anything is wrong, and the unfounded worries in the newspaper

seem to be far from life. Assassinations, poisoning, and assassinations are

the days of big men.

But in fact, it is not that far away.

Think about it carefully, but in a few years, the country has changed hands

several times, the family and the country have changed colors, the emperor has

stepped down, the democratic republic, the warlords have fought, and the war

has continued. Throughout the five thousand years of the country, there is

rarely such a lively situation. Heroes such as the crucian carp who cross the

river, all kinds of slogans, all kinds of thoughts, all kinds of voices are

dizzying, and they all want to step on the stage and make a shout in this rare

opportunity in a century.

This is an ambitious era, with fire buried in crisis. But it is also an era of

impetuosity and erosion, and there are alluring singing among the decaying

pavilions. For example, the Palimo Dance Hall in front of us is splendid and

splendid. No one will believe that there are hungry refugees outside Shunyuan

City. They are lying in the pitch-black grass shed, waiting. The clear and

visible rice soup issued by the government tomorrow morning.

Xie Xiang was still wearing the same men's clothing that she had during the

physical examination. Standing in front of Palimo's door, she couldn't help

but think of the words of her elder brother again, and she stepped back

slightly.

"Why are we here?"

"Bring you to meet a friend."

Xie Xiang was taken aback for a moment: "Do you still have friends here?"

"Here, it's her." Tan Xiaojun pointed to the huge poster in front. A beautiful

woman dressed in a blue-purple cheongsam, with a long and slender neck, as

white as jade, she held a cigarette between her fingers and looked over. Eyes

are as silky as silk, seductive.

"Qu Manting is your friend?" the passing alcoholic asked incredulously.

Tan Xiaojun raised his chin: "Yes, how is it?"

The drinker sneered without answering, and went straight into the ballroom.

"You!" Tan Xiaojun was anxious and couldn't help catching up with the first

two steps, and Xie Xiang grabbed her.

"Okay, go in."

The door slowly opened, and the long red carpet was spread into the hall from

the front door. The huge crystal chandelier was shining with silver light on

the ceiling. The light shone on the smooth and mirror-like ground. The silver

stars were dotted, overflowing with color, and in a trance. , Xie Xiang

actually had the illusion of stepping on the sky full of stars.

Xiao Jun took her hand and walked all the way, passing by the waiters and

finally stopped outside the ballroom.

In the magnificent hall, there is a grand stage in the middle, and a small

half-curved dance floor is spread around the stage like stars arching over the

moon. The huge red curtain fell down, covering the entire stage tightly. But

the surrounding dance floor is full of liveliness. There are graceful women

wearing a gorgeous cheongsam singing and dancing on the stage, slender waist

swaying like flowing water, and the ethereal and melodious singing voices

winding in mid-air, seemingly countless The tentacles of the bug scratched

between the ears and temples.

The seats were scattered around the outside of the dance floor, and the guests

sat in one place in twos and threes, pushing cups and changing cups, so it was

so lively.

Xie Xiang glanced at the guests present. These people are all dressed up. The

clothes are expensive and the tailoring is exquisite. Men are in suits or

gowns, while women are mostly in cheongsam. Few are wearing new style dresses.

The figures sitting in the front row are all celebrities from all walks of

life in Shunyuan. From this point of view, the appeal of this actress is

really extraordinary.

The singing and vocals were mixed together, and she soon felt uncomfortable,

"Xiaojun, I'm going to the bathroom." Xie Xiang amplified the volume and said

to Tan Xiaojun's ear.

Asked the waiter, she squeezed in the crowd for a long time, and finally got

up to the second floor.

In the women's toilet on the second floor, the star Qu Manting, who had not

been seen by the reporters, was sitting in the toilet cubicle, vomiting clouds

and fog. The bright red nails lined her pair of jade hands even more white.

She picked up a cigarette ** and placed it near her mouth. After a while,

she slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

Since returning to Shunyuan, there has never been a moment as quiet as it is

now. Wherever she appeared, reporters and flashlights were always in the

shadows, and people couldn't relax for a moment. In particular, an anecdote

between her and Shen Tingbai, the president of the Shunyuan Chamber of

Commerce, has become a story that reporters rushed to report. No matter how

she explained, no one believed the innocent relationship between them.

Compared with the truth of the matter, people seem to be more willing to pay

attention to the heat it brings.

The sound of the door being opened was not loud, but Qu Manting was slightly

surprised. Such a decadent appearance was not suitable for being seen. She

threw the cigarette ** in her hand into the toilet and flushed it away, and

then took out the perfume in her handbag and sprayed it on her body. Soon, the

fragrance of fragrant perfume filled the toilet cubicle, and even her hair and

her body were stained a little bit. Secret fragrance.

He stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on the burgundy cheongsam,

twisted his waist and walked out of the compartment. A pair of butterflies

embroidered with gold thread on the hem swayed with the pace, seeming to flap

their wings and flying, and the pointed ends of the cheongsam were the same.

His head high-heeled shoes knocked on the floor, making a sweet, crisp sound.

The exquisite golden handbag was placed on the sink. Qu Manting glanced aside

carelessly, her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she turned around and hugged

her arms to stare at Xie Xiang.

This gaze was too vicious, Xie Xiang couldn't even pay attention to it. She

asked a little puzzled: "This young lady..."

Before he could finish speaking, a golden handbag smashed over his head. Xie

Xiang couldn't escape and was smashed upright. He held his head and looked at

Qu Manting angrily: "Hey! How did you hit someone? what?"

"Little hooligan! If you don't learn well at a young age, follow me? Do you

dare to chase the female celebrities to the women's bathroom?"

The woman in front of her was curvy, beautiful and unparalleled, and her harsh

and sharp words did not quite match her chuchu posture.

Xie Xiang raised his head and just wanted to reason with her, but suddenly saw

himself in the mirror, a standard men's suit and neat men's short hair. The

bright light was reflected on her face, and she suddenly realized that she

would be regarded as a stalker, and the originally organized fierce words

helplessly turned into an apology without shock.

"Sorry, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding your size!" Qu Manting snorted coldly, obviously not

believing her explanation, waving her small bag and attacking her again.

The first time was unprepared, and the second time would definitely not let

her succeed. Xie Xiang leaned sideways and cut the arm that Qu Manting was

waving with his backhand, and pressed her on the sink.

"I said it was a misunderstanding. Why are you acting like a shrew?"

Qu Manting was panting, and was about to shout. At this time, there was a

knock on the door, followed by a man's voice, "Miss Qu, are you inside?"

Obviously Qu Manting's shouting was alarmed. he.

Xie Xiang was surprised. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she quickly let

go of Qu Manting, opened the bathroom door, and the person who hit the door

ran out.

Behind her came Qu Manting's shout, Xie Xiang looked around. The reporters on

the stairs looked around after hearing the movement. She pointed in the

direction of the toilet: "Qu Manting is there!"

"Is it Qu Manting?"

"It's Qu Manting!"

"Miss Manting!"

The reporters flocked to him, watching Qu Manting stunned and quickly

surrounded by the reporters, Xie Xiang let out a long breath and went

downstairs easily.

When Xie Xiang found Tan Xiaojun, she was chatting with the bartender

enthusiastically.

As the delicate and euphemistic sound of the saxophone sounded, the red

curtain on the stage was slowly opened. The lights on the court turned from

dark to bright, flickering with Qu Manting's debut, and then thousands of neon

lights turned into a chasing light on the stage.

The beauty was dressed in a burgundy cheongsam, which made her skin white and

snowy, and the waves of her eyes turned into countless amorous feelings. Just

by appearing on the stage, she had firmly grasped the eyes of the audience.

Xie Xiang didn't want to appreciate the beauty, his tone was a little urgent,

"Xiao Jun, you don't know that I just..."

Before the words were finished, the voice disappeared into the warm applause

of the audience. Tan Xiaojun didn't know what was going on upstairs, so he put

all his thoughts on the stage, pointed at Qu Manting and smiled: "Look, my

friend is going to perform!"

Xie Xiang dragged her with a headache, Tan Xiaojun didn't realize it, and

excitedly cheered and clapped hands with everyone, very cheering.

Finally, when the song was sung, the audience clapped and whistled, Xie Xiang

clapped his hands in cooperation, and wanted Tan Xiaojun to go with her first.

"What kind of star, you can only sing like that." A lazy male voice came from

the second floor. Although the voice was not loud, it was very clear in this

lively ballroom.