Liuguang city.

Kabuki Town, a street.

Neon signs of clubs flickered in the rain at night. Not far away, people lined up to pass the intersection.

"Hint, this area will be affected by pH5.0 acid rain. Please wear protective clothing and carry an umbrella with you."

Before the traffic lights came on, a runaway motorcycle emitting a faint blue light roared past.

Sitting on it were two bad youths, with tattoos on their arms and black leather clothes, shouting.

If historians see this situation, they will think of an ancient word:

Yakuza.

Of course, two bad youths, Yuzhi Hashimoto and Changhong mori, don''t know this profound vocabulary. They drop out of school early and hang out in the game hall all year round. What they can eat every day depends on their luck——

The last money left in the game will be used to play a pinball machine called Bai Qingge.

In fact, it is to eject the small steel ball into the disk. During the falling process, the steel ball constantly collides with the nails in the disk, so as to change the track. If it can finally fall into the specified area, the player can get a reward.

The highest prize is 1000 credit points and the lowest prize is 50 credit points. Of course, the managers of the game hall sometimes replace them with physical objects, which can be more attractive than money.

For both of them, the highest award is an unattainable but attractive thing. No matter how hard life is, as long as you see brother Bai Qingge, you will find a way to get it.

Perhaps, one day the goddess of luck will set off a skirt for them?

Then

The goddess of luck really cared for these two devout believers. The runaway motorcycle under her crotch is today''s booty.

"How about going to those fancy clubs?"

Hashimoto Yuzhi shouted in his companion''s ear.

Hearing the speech, Mori Changhong immediately agreed.

Since the entry into force of the human protection law, government departments, like fools, have paid them money on time every month. Many projects that could not be experienced in the past have come almost once in the last month.

Today, kabuki Machi is the only place that has no strategy.

"Do you know where the most popular place on the street is?" Mori Changhong looked around while driving an exaggerated runaway motorcycle.

Under the dark sky, signboards glittered with red and purple.

The eye-catching place is either a dazzling neon sign or an advertising screen, on which faces are constantly changing: rabbit girl, Lolita girl, mechanical girl

He has the best figure, not to mention his appearance.

In addition, there are men who can''t distinguish between men and women. They have cool hairstyles, covered with fur and lined with tights with bright silver.

No matter how picky your eyes are and how wonderful your aesthetics are, you can choose a partner here.

Because he had been fascinated by the street for a long time, Hashimoto had done a lot of homework in advance. He raised his eyes and swept around, pointed to the front left and said, "that house, I heard that many big people came to Liuguang city thousands of miles away to have a look."

Atom club, the most upscale entertainment place in Liuguang City, is not one of them.

Recently, it has been in the limelight. Many big bosses who like to be arty often come all the way here to enjoy the performance.

"Then go and see it."

Mori Changhong looked serious, as if he had made a terrible decision.

In fact, he is not a fool who doesn''t know anything. In such high-end places, he has to empty his savings just to go in, order something and sit for a while.

"Thank you, brother."

Soon, the runaway motorcycle stopped, and the two stepped into the black gold glass door with fear and excitement.

Almost at the same time, a sweet looking girl leaned slightly: "welcome to our store. Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

Mori Changhong''s heart sank. He found that it was completely out of touch with the imagined scene.

No rabbit girl, no sailor girl, and no skirt short enough to show the edge of silk stockings.

The girl who received them dressed conservatively, wrapped herself tightly and only showed a slim figure.

Not only that, the style and makeup are also very novel. They have never seen them before, but they are particularly beautiful.

"Don''t you have an appointment? Well... It doesn''t matter. Please follow me."

"Hey..."

Hashimoto and morichang were flattered, as if they had never seen the world.

"Really?"

"Do you need any membership cards?"

The girl shook her head, led the way and said, "don''t be so troublesome. Customers who come to our store for the first time can enjoy a 30% discount."

"But obey the rules."

Rain and light fall, making Miss Yamei''s smile psychedelic and attractive.

A few minutes later, the two bad youths who put on a round neck robe and covered their hand tattoos found a place to sit down.

Surrounded by ancient murals, there are plump maids, warriors with shining armor, scholars with high spirits... It''s hard to understand.

On the table in front of me were celadon vases and various antique ornaments.

[don''t forget, Zhaoyang sits in the spring breeze, Mawei is in the mud; beauty is bitter, life is bitter, and the king sends a cry of sadness; don''t forget, the catkins linger in your ears, and the heart fragrance wishes longevity; Tanabata language, the son of heaven''s private affairs, and distant guests play Tiancong...]

On the stage, a woman dressed as classical is performing silently.

The screen introduces the life of Yang Guifei. The voice over is sad and desolate, like a wisp of lonely soul crying in the well.

Big people like this stuff?

Mori Chang and Hashimoto looked at each other. They thought it was far less interesting than the arcade in the game hall.

However, the appearance of the big man completely sinking into it made them afraid to speak.

At this moment, the audience was as silent as death. Several beautiful and excellent female guests quietly shed tears. They wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs and watched the performance.

"A winged bird, my wings and your wings, green and red depend on each other, drink and peck together for a thousand years. Connect the branches, you and me, and take pity on the mountains and seas, and swear that the heart will be forever."

The lyrics from behind the screen are more gentle than the previous sadness.

At the same time, the stage was filled with smoke, and an old man wearing a red Taoist robe appeared.

Through the background information of the play displayed on the translation screen, Hashimoto Yuzhi gradually understood the original story and sank down to watch the performance silently.

As time went on, he didn''t notice that his companion Sen Chang had cried.

"The tired hairpin is the evidence. The Emperor gave it to me in the past. Don''t send amorous feelings. Talk about his kindness and return the hairpin''s worries to Linqiong..."

The sadness and tenderness all disappeared, and the singing was full of determination: "who should live in the land? Who should be the passing water? There is no end to the East, and keep Penglai palace. It is far from impermanent, and the song is clear and peaceful."

The performance came to an abrupt end.

After a long silence, the guests in ancient costumes got up one after another. Some people repeatedly praised and praised the beauty. Some people did not get out of the story, clapping and sobbing.

Among them, Miss Shenwei is the most typical. She said to her little sisters, "the more you see, the more you want to cry..."

Yang Guifei''s elegant appearance, the affectionate voice of the dubbing person, and the massiness and romance of ancient history make the audience seem to travel through time and space and witness a moving love.

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