He traveled through time and became a poor scholar in the world of female lords. His family was impoverished and he would be expelled from the academy if he could not pay Shu Xiu in three days.
In order to survive, I decided to go to a brothel and sell some lyrics and music.
On the road, I met a young man who was sold. The son of a guilty minister, his body was covered in wounds, and his eyes were as empty as dead water.
I turned around and left. Joke? I'm starving to death myself, and I can't care about the life and death of others.
But when Shen Yun stood in front of the male madam with lyrics and music, the young man happened to be dragged into the lobby.
The female guests looked at him as if they were picking a piece of meat. He curled up on the ground, shaking all over.
Oh sighed and slapped the lyrics and music on the table:
"Add this lyrics to this song, replace it.
Reader comments
It's very interesting. Please keep writing, author. It's too short and not enough to read.
It's very interesting. Please keep writing, author. It's too short and not enough to read.