Su Qiao took three deep breaths in a row and exhaled all the turbid air in the chest. Only then was the depression relieved.
Now that things have happened, there is no other way. It is better than seeing everything in darkness and just being blind!
"Is there already a substitute singing at this time?"
Su Qiao began to look around through a special interface.
I found myself in a small dark space between the stage and the backstage.
Behind the purple-red cloth, separated by a cloth is the backstage, where some singing or dancing women are putting on makeup, laughing and chatting quietly.
In front of her eyes was a large stage with many band members sitting or standing on both sides.
Basically they are all foreigners.
It seems that this place is quite high-end, and the band invited is actually from abroad.
Su Qiao saw the stage and the entire dance floor below through the interface provided by Xiaosi, and couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.
European-style retro decoration, a huge luxurious crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling beam six or seven meters high, and hundreds or even thousands of small light bulbs are installed around it. The lights go from bright to dark, and from dark to bright, constantly flashing all kinds of beautiful and dreamy lights.
Under the lights, there are three dance floors, one large and two small. The middle of the dance floor is paved with crystal light glass, which just reflects the camouflage lights from above, and then reflects with the surrounding neon lights. It suddenly looks like a dream, adding a touch of wonderland-like mystery to the huge and luxurious hall of six to seven hundred square meters.
At this time, there were still many people hugging each other on the dance floor, but they were all looking towards the stage.
The seats around the dance floor and the guests standing by the railings of the loft on the second floor also put down their wine glasses and looked in the same direction, almost with smiles on their faces as if they were watching a show.
On the stage, two people were standing at this time.
A coquettish-looking woman with heavy makeup and a long sequined dress was holding a golden microphone tightly in her hands wearing long white lace gloves. Although there was still a smile on her lips, there was some suppressed anger in her eyes.
Next to her, there was a middle-aged woman in her mid-thirties, Cheongsam, dressed in bright red and with a fur shawl on her upper body. She was smiling obsequiously and was talking to the four foreigners standing by the stage.
But it was obvious that the opinions of the two parties were not unanimous. Several foreigners shook their heads and waved the wine bottles in their hands, looking unwilling to give up.
Su Qiao took a panoramic view of all this and basically determined where she was. 444 still explained everything in front of her responsibly.
[You are blind, but you have a good voice. Sister Jin from this Xianle Mansion club fell in love with you because of your singing voice.]
[After being forced and half helpless by your family to sell yourself to this club, you started singing in the background. The charming woman with big red lips standing on the stage now is the pillar of this club and the most famous Queen of Song and Dance in this sea city.]
[Another woman who likes to hold a feather fan in her hand and wear gold and silver is Sister Jin. The apparent person in charge of this club is a powerful character. You have to be careful about her.]
"So you mean I'm a prostitute now? Or a dancer?"
Su Qiao originally thought that the dance hall would be the dance hall, and the substitute singer would be the substitute singer, but at least she would still have some freedom, but the facts told her that there is no worst, only worse.