Senior Superstar

  Chapter 169 Leeks uprising for follow-up! (The third one is the leader Glint+2)

  In a dream, what Li Shixin sees is paragraph after paragraph, just like a person's memory.

  Unimportant or trivial things can hardly be remembered. What you can write down are some very, very important things.

  Dreamland is a relatively monotonous female celebrity segment after the boy’s march with the army.

  After further observing the girl's tailoring skills, and feeling that this set of skills has been almost mastered, the dream again changes;

  It seems that after a long time, the girl in the mirror has faded from her face, and she has become slim. However, her face is too thin and she is not a beauty in the Tang Dynasty when she regards fat as her beauty.

  The work of making clothes for the imperial concubine seems to have been going on for several years.

  At this time, the girl seemed to have some status in the palace. In addition to many people greeting her when entering the palace, Li Shixin also saw her doing embroidery for several gorgeous dragon robes.

  Obviously, the girl at this time is already a famous hand in Chang'an.

   But one day, when she presented her latest clothes to the palace, what she saw was not the joy on the noble concubine's face, but a sad look.

   "Niang, the slave has knitted the clothes."

   "Put it there, you can withdraw."

   "Yes, Niang Niang."

   "Cixiu."

   "Niang Niang, the slave is here."

   "You said that An thief's rebellion has something to do with this palace?"

   "Why did the empress ask about this?"

   "The ministers said that it was the main palace that disrupted the court, which led to the thief Shi Ni, and raised a sword to rebel.

  "Don’t blame the empress. In the eyes of Yinu, the empress is nothing more than a woman. What's wrong with a woman who is loved by her husband? What's wrong is that he abandoned farming and lost the family business..."

   "Presumptuous!"

   "Atonement! The slave is wrong!"

   "...Forget it, you can go down."

"Yes."

"and many more."

   "What else do you have to order?"

  "Make me the most beautiful set of white clothes. Maybe... you will need it in the future. Also, after the white clothes are made, you don’t have to come again."

  Looking at the figure sitting on the couch alone, the girl bowed down.

   "The slave got it."

  After the white clothes were made, the girl did not enter the palace again.

  But not long after, the rebels broke into Chang'an, and the thief who used to dance a Huxuan dance to please the emperor entered the palace.

  There are more chaotic people running around, and the girl asks about the frontier army. She thought that the war had started, and the boy should be back.

Luanmin said that Mobei's frontier army had already returned to defense and had already been defeated by the security thief. The remaining part has been cut off by the Tubo army of 500,000, and I am afraid that it will not be able to return.

  In a trance, the girl heard Luanmin regretfully saying that the majestic woman was hanged and died in Maweipo. When he was dying, he was wearing a white shirt that looked like a fairy in a floating cloud.

   In a trance, she had no time to feel sorry for a poor woman, because Zhuangzi suffered a military disaster that night.

  A family of sixteen members died under the sword of a thief in a night when the moon was red.

She is still alive, because when the general of the rebel army heard that she used to make clothes for the imperial concubine and embroidered dragon robes for the emperor, he felt that he had found a bright way-the piggy body was already planning to enthrone the throne. Dragon Robe is not easy to make for his body shape.

  The girl entered the palace again.

  It's just that this time there is no such concubine, who is standing in front of him is a big fat man who can't even stand up with no one to support.

   "I heard that you are good at making Chinese clothes?"

   "Yes." Facing the fat man's question, the girl lowered her head and answered with a deep voice, looking at the dry blood on her hands.

   "Who can wear dragon robe, can you do it?"

   "Yes. Your Majesty, although the body is a bit burly, but for a slave, it is not difficult to make a dragon robe that fits your majesty's figure and can show the spirit of ninety-five years."

   "Okay!" The girl's obedience and the "Your Majesty" made the fat man happy, "I'll give you a month. Within one month, if you can't make the dragon set, baby doll, do you know your fate?"

   "We will never disappoint your majesty!"

   "Bring her down, what materials does she want and give her what materials."

  ……

  The girl was locked in a dark palace.

Faced with the various clothing materials she proposed, the middle official was a little sullen, "Why do we need so many things? Hundreds of beads, ten thousand feet of silk thread...this...why is there still green clothing for women’s weddings? And, in your home. What's the use of catching drunk immortals?"

   "Your Majesty said, I want to give everything. You'd better prepare quickly, otherwise it will delay the preparation of the dragon robe, how many heads do you have?"

  Under the threat of the girl, everything is ready.

  Without a month, two sets of clothes were made.

  A set of black dragon robe is oversized and majestic.

  The other set is a green dress that resembles a silk weeping willow-red men and green women, which are the wedding dresses for their daughters when they get married.

  Fatty An appeared in front of the girl again, and he was overjoyed to see the large dragon robe come alive like a tuan dragon lying on his chest and roaring.

   "Your Majesty, this dragon robe is spun with gold silk between silk. The tuanlong on the chest is made of a whole nine-foot-long silk thread with 500 large and small pearls."

   "Wonderful! Very wonderful!"

   "Your Majesty, it's not the best to see here."

   "Oh? Is there anything else to pay attention to here?"

"That's true. Your Majesty, the method of making this dragon robe is a secret method uploaded by my ancestors. It is said that if you stand on the high pavilion when the sun is rising in the early morning. The tuanlong on his chest is bathed in the morning sun and is wearing this suit. The person of the person will show dragon spirit."

   "There is such a miracle?!" The fat man showed a complicated smile, and he seemed to have found a way for the world to recognize this change.

   "Yes, it's just that there must be a descendant of my Xu family. It is best if the female virgin is next to it with a green shirt to match it."

   "Okay!" The fat man smiled slightly, "If the dragon's energy doesn't show up... do you know what the consequences are?"

   "Your Majesty, I dare not play tricks on my own life!"

   Seeing the girl kneeling under her feet, the fat man nodded in satisfaction.

  The next day, before dawn, An Lushan put on the majestic black dragon robe.

  That dragon robe is really majestic.

  Wearing on Fatty An's body, it seemed that the whole person was thinner. Not to mention, every subordinate praised him, saying that the general might be born to wear dragon robes.

  Otherwise, why do you look so bloated when you wear other clothes, but this dragon robe is so majestic?

The happy fat man laughed. With the aid of the girl who had put on a green shirt and the most gorgeous gold ornaments on her head, she slowly boarded the high pavilion—the whole city was called up to watch This dragon gas appeared.

  When the fat man stood on the high pavilion, the sky was already white.

  The first ray of sunlight slowly projected from the side of the mountain. Seeing that the dragon aura that the girl said did not appear on his body, he frowned.

   "Where is the Dragon Qi?"

  The girl blinked and said, "Your Majesty, the slave forgot to cut a thread on this dragon. The dragon's beard is messed up, how can you show the dragon spirit? The slave will do it for you immediately..."

   "Hurry, hurry!" Seeing the first ray of sunshine was about to pass, the fat man was anxious.

  The girl squatted in front of the fat man, and tied the invisible thread on the dragon robe tightly to her finger and tied a knot.

  Then, in the first ray of sunlight shining into the city of Chang'an, he leaped gently from the high pavilion.

  Following the figure that fell like a flying fairy, a filament, dragging the Tuanlong on the dragon robe, fell together.

  The fat man widened his eyes and watched the dragon embroidered with pearls on his chest collapse little by little, and the whole dragon robe was also torn apart. He also widened his eyes, looked at the girl who had fallen, and sneered at himself.

  With a muffled sound.

  Your Excellency Gao, a splendid blood flower blooms.

  The drunk immortal tumbling on the ground, the light veil on his face was swept away by the wind. There was another deep scar on its face, but it stubbornly swayed in front of a group of rebel generals, never lying down.

  As the hunting drunk fairy swayed, the whole city was forced by the rebellion army to come to watch the people of Dragon Qi. Looking at the big fat man in shorts on the high pavilion of the city, he gave out a shocking laugh...

  With the first ray of sunshine in the morning, Li Shixin finally woke up from his dream.

  Drops.

  【Lost Tailoring Technique】Dream training is completed, and the skills have been fully mastered.

   Rubbed the neck that was sore from the wrong sleeping posture, Li Shixin grinned when he heard the prompt sound in his ear.

  Looking at the explanation on the skill, "In the long river of history, who can remember a person with scissors and a measuring tape?" Li Shixin silently turned off the system panel.

  There is no watch in the homestay. Looking at the sky outside the window, Li Shixin turned on the phone.

  It was only five-thirty when I saw it, and Old Thief Li felt a little painful.

Oh shit,

  I thought it was a spring dream that would make people stand up.

  As he was thinking about the tailoring skills in his dream, the message from his mobile phone popped out with a crackle.

  Open it and see, they are all private messages sent by the fighting leeks;

   "Kneel for the sequel to "Mobei"! Teacher Li, it's okay to give us a series of ads!"

"Sixteen minutes of short video, you are cheating! I watched it over and over after the finale last night, and watched several series of commercials by the way! Guiqiu follow-up or series! "

   "Madan, the finale last night made me cry blind. Lord Believe, you have to pay it! Just pay us for a sequel!"

  "……"

   Li Shixin smiled faintly when facing a group of leeks who were demon in his own fighting stance.

  Looking at the announcement of the official start of the Fighting Hand Video Popularity Contest that popped up on the phone, and then thought of An Xiaoxiao, who came over with his bun face last night and begged to bring it.

  Li Shixin closed his eyes and grinned.

  Since the leeks want so much...

  The old man will give it to you.

  Hey hey.

  　PS: Thanks to the leader of the Great Demon King for the reward! muah!

  (End of this chapter)