The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

   Until dancing time, Zhou Hexuan finally got away from the flowers. He declined the invitations of several women to dance, walked to Feng Yong and said, "Five masters, come here."

   "What's the matter?" Feng Yongzheng was about to dance with a rich daughter, and immediately let go of the girl when he heard this.

   The two walked to the corner, Zhou Hexuan whispered, "Someone wants to kill me."

   "Who?" Feng Yong asked in a deep voice.

   "It's Chu Yufeng," Zhou Hexuan recounted the rescue of Meng Xiaodong that day, "Someone sent me a letter on Wednesday, telling me to be careful when going out and beware of assassins."

  Feng Yong frowned and said, "Then this will be difficult to handle."

   Chu Yupu is now the governor of Zhili, holding heavy soldiers in his hand, even Zhang Zuolin will give him some face. Until there is no definite evidence, Chu Yupu's own brother must not be touched, and at best he can find a reason to beat him.

   Even if Chu Yufeng is killed, Chu Yupu will not give up, and Zhou Hexuan will be more dangerous by then.

   Zhou Hexuan said: "I have a way to relieve it temporarily, but I need the help of the fifth master."

   "What way?" Feng Yong asked.

"Chu Yufeng's assassination is like a time-lapse bomb, I want to detonate it ahead of time," Zhou Hexuan whispered in Feng Yong's ear, "British doctor Jacob Heyman is very prestigious in the concession, I can invite him with me Go play polo. Then set up gunmen along the way to target non-lethal parts of Heyman's body."

   Feng Yong said in shock: "You want to bring disaster to the east? It would be very dangerous if it was messed up."

Zhou Hexuan said: "So I have to find a sharpshooter, ambushed upstairs and shoot with a rifle, so that we can hit more accurately. The gun should be the gun that Chu Yufeng's subordinates are used to. photo."

Feng Yong finally understood, and said with a wicked smile: "You kid is bad enough! Through photos and bullets, Chu Yufeng can be identified as a suspect behind the scenes, and with the help of British pressure, it is estimated that Chu Yufeng will not dare to do it again in two or three years. Assassination."

   Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "This matter needs the help of the fifth master. I don't know any sharpshooter."

   "Don't worry, wrap it on me," Feng Yong patted his chest and said, "Let's plan more carefully to make things more secure."

   After finalizing the conspiracy and tricks, Zhou Hexuan was in a good mood. He walked towards a few beauties who didn't dance, and said with a smile, "Ladies, why are you all sitting here? The music is moving, you should show your graceful dancing."

  Zhao Qianyun said: "We have never been to the south, and we are listening to Miss Zhang tell interesting stories about Jinling and Shanghai."

   "Yeah, Sister Zhang is very interesting," Zhao Qixia said excitedly, "She also had dinner with Yang Naimei, and there is a photo of Yang Naimei's signature."

   Now Hu Die is still a young actress, Ruan Lingyu has just been admitted to the film company, and both daughters are not well-known. Yang Naimei can be regarded as the most popular actress in China at this time, especially her "Jade Pear Soul" starring her, which has been popular all over the country in the past two years.

   The original novel of "The Soul of Jade Pear" was created in the early years of the Republic of China, and its author Xu Zhenya is the founder of the novel of the Mandarin Duck Butterfly School. The novel has sold hundreds of thousands of copies, and even sold to Singapore and other Southeast Asian regions.

   Zhou Hexuan heard what Miss Zhao Si said and instantly understood that they were talking about movie stars. Sure enough, this kind of thing regardless of age, women have a soft spot for gossip news.

   A wealthy daughter surnamed Zhan asked, "Mr. Zhou has traveled to various countries in the West, which foreign star is your favorite?"

   "I like Greta Garbo." Zhou Hexuan said.

   "Which country is Garbo from?" Zhang Leyi asked curiously.

   Zhou Hexuan explained: "Gabo is an American actress. She is not famous now, but I believe she will definitely become a big star in the future."

   Zhao Chanyun asked, "Does Mr. Zhou also like watching movies?"

   Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "I don't watch many movies, but I heard a friend talk about a love story that is even more touching than a movie."

   "What story?" Zhao Qixia asked again and again, the little girl likes this kind of new stuff.

"In the United States, a fiancée named Sam and Molly moved into a beautiful apartment with the help of his friend Carl. Sam was a young bank clerk who loved his fiancée very much. One night, they went to the theatre. Returning, he was suddenly robbed by gangsters, and Sam was shot and killed during the fight, turning into a ghost..."

Zhou Hexuan began to narrate "The Ghost Story": "The furious Carl wanted to hurt Molly, but fortunately Ota and Sam came in time. Facing the ghost full of hatred, Carl finally committed suicide, and Sam, who fulfilled his wish, was about to die. Ascension to heaven. Before disappearing, Molly finally saw the manifested Sam, and the two kissed goodbye in tears under the light of heaven, and it was difficult to see each other again in heaven and earth."

   is worthy of being a Hollywood commercial film that can stand the test of the box office. In today's era, it has a huge lethality. The ladies here are all immersed in the poignant love story.

   Zhao Qianyun wiped away his tears and said, "It's so touching, I'm almost crying."

   Miss Zhao Si's focus was a little different. She asked with wide eyes, "Mr. Zhou, do you really think there are ghosts in this world?"

   Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "I've never seen it before. If you believe in such a thing, if you don't believe it..."

   Before I finished speaking, the power went out suddenly, and the room became pitch black.

"what!"

   Zhou Hexuan was almost deafened by the screams of a group of women around him, the sound was more terrifying than a ghost.

Just when he pierced his ear with his finger, the light came back on again, Feng Yong came over and laughed: "Hahahaha, is it fun? I saw that you were telling ghost stories, so I wanted to add some atmosphere and let people turn off the switch. Pulled."

   Everyone couldn't help laughing and laughing, this Fifth Master Feng is already in his twenties, yet he still has a childlike innocence to play pranks.

   As the master, Feng Wuyue didn't know what to say. He smiled bitterly and ran to the gramophone, clapping his hands and shouting: "There was a little accident just now, the dance music is replayed, everyone continue to dance!"

   "Dance and dance," Feng Yong walked up to Zhao Qianyun, bowed his chubby body and saluted, "Zhao Sanmei, dance with fifth brother."

   "Big villain!" Zhao Qianyun laughed and scolded, but still took Feng Yong's arm into the dance floor.

   Zhou Hexuan also walked towards Zhang Leyi, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Zhang, I hope I have the honor to dance with you."

   "Huh~~~"

  The wealthy daughters shouted in long voices. In their opinion, Zhou Hexuan refused everyone's invitation to dance tonight, and now he specially invites Zhang Leyi to dance, which is obviously an expression of love.

   Zhang Leyi didn't think much about it at first, but when these little sisters made trouble, her pretty face immediately flushed. After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally put her hand in Zhou Hexuan's palm, nodded and smiled, "I'd love to!"