The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

May 5, London, Hammerforge.

"I hate myself for loving you~~~~~!"

(I hate myself for falling in love with you!)

Amidst the warm cheers, Jessica jumped up on the spot holding the electric guitar. When she landed, she struck out a clean tail note that accurately matched the last hit of the drum kit. There was warm applause in the bar, Jessica bowed to the audience, and then she felt a body hugging her waist from behind.

"Wow wow wow wow - great Jesse!" Drummer Lucia shouted excitedly, and her small body tried to pick Jessica up, but it was obviously impossible to succeed: "Let Vadim and his lakeside mud monster To hell with the band! We can defeat those bastards with just the two of us!"

"It's time to step down girl."

Jessica shook her head helplessly, returned the electric guitar to the band members beside the stage, and dragged the energetic girl down the stage. Dill, the little brother in the red hat, passed by the two of them, rushed to the standing microphone in the center of the stage, and then pointed his left hand at Jessica: "Ladies and gentlemen, Jessica De-Rue!"

The audience cheered again, and Jessica once again had to decline the enthusiastic wine glasses on the grounds of driving. Lucia didn't care about that much. Anyway, Jessica took care of her expenses today, and the energetic girl was free to eat and drink.

As the resident band of the bar returned to the stage, young people continued to participate in the atmosphere. Although this party was held for themselves, to a certain extent, everyone gathered together to welcome newcomers. The theme soon changed to eating, drinking and having fun. .

The performance soon began.

The lead singer of this band is a slightly fat white uncle, wearing a retro suit, but the tone sounds a little dry and a bit boring like an assembly line. Jessica listened for a while, but she didn't make any impression, and she was inevitably bored. Lucia happened to run off to meet new friends at this time, and she was the only one left at this table, as if there was a faint soundproof wall around her.

But she still heard some words about herself, mainly because the spider sense had a slight effect, allowing Jessica to immediately notice the content of the conversation.

This is a good time to practice listening.

However, after listening to a few words carefully, Jessica couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Hi! Your performance just now was wonderful!"

Within half a minute, a tall man sat over and said, "I'm Rogelio, can I buy you a drink?"

Being able to take the initiative to strike up a conversation in a bar is more or less an advantage in appearance, and the man who calls himself Rogelio is indeed quite handsome. He has the typical thin lips of a British man, and his blue eyes appear deeper; his muscles are full of masculinity and security. But this is of no use to Jessica, especially after she just heard that the other party made a bet, saying that she could get herself into bed tonight.

When she returned to England, Michela had almost finished preparing the poison. When she appeared disguised as Mrs. Viper, she would have to know how to seduce men. I haven’t played this kind of game for a long time. It’s boring anyway, so why not take a look at the opponent’s tricks? While Jessica leaned her upper body forward slightly, she touched the man's face and chest with her eyes a few times, then quickly turned to his face: "Oh, Mr. Rogelio, not just anyone can buy me a drink. One cup.”

"So, what do I do?"

Based on past successful cases, Rogelio is very confident and does not hide his focused and appreciative eyes at all. In fact, he had never met a woman in a bar who disliked his behavior, and the woman in front of him was most likely no exception - he could tell it from the subtle look in her eyes when she looked at him just now.

If you don't reject it directly, you give it a chance.

Women are actually not difficult to understand.

"Well...if you're interesting enough, I'd be willing to consider it."

"I am very honored."

it is as expected.

Won’t the opportunity come?

Although Rogelio was excited, he continued to maintain a decent smile and talked about the songs Jessica had sung before: “I remember the first time I heard Joan Jett when I was a high school student. I thought, what kind of woman can sing this kind of song? She fascinated me for a long time. I like this kind of cool woman. You know, there are a lot of girls who claim to be rock and roll, but that's it. But you obviously Different from them.”

After saying that, he moved his face a little closer, but said nothing.

Got it, you were waiting for me to ask.

"Well, I'm definitely different."

Jessica took a sip of juice and used an affirmative sentence.

"Look!" This answer seemed to be expected, and the smile on Rogelio's face became a bit fuller: "Some people will ask me 'what's different', but you won't do that, right? You're right?" You have a clear understanding of yourself, which is what makes a cool girl. To be honest, when you stand on the stage and sing the first line, my most immediate emotion is surprise. I almost stood up from my seat. "

"Maybe you should stand up." Jessica noticed the gaze and turned her head to see Lucia hiding not far away, winking at her with a wicked smile on her face. She pretended not to see it and continued to take a sip of the juice: "In that case, I would have skipped the self-introduction step. I will buy you a glass to express my gratitude."

"Ha! It seems I missed a good opportunity!"

The man laughed loudly. His range of movements and volume were well controlled. If it was too small and too low, it would make people look effeminate, and if it was too excessive, it would make people feel rude: "Can it still count if I make up for it now?"

"Sorry, sir, the show is over." Jessica shook her head and said something with a double meaning. After chatting so far, she felt that this guy's routine was obviously not very good, or that as long as he didn't follow his appearance, the effectiveness of his words would be reduced a lot.

"Wow, that scares me a little bit."

Rogelio still wanted to make a move, but Jessica pointed to the corner of the bar and ended the game with one sentence: "I saw the eyes of your friends. Remember to ask them to hide better next time. Also, you guys You shouldn’t be making a bet, right?”

The man walked away in despair.

"Wow...I thought I'd see you tonight..."

Lucia sat back and touched Jessica with her elbow: "What's going on?"

"We've been chatting, but we can't continue talking."

Jessica shrugged: "It's that simple."

"Okay, maybe you can think about your expression." The vitality girl obviously had the wrong meaning: "You have a beautiful smile, why do you always have such a calm face? To be honest, when I first saw you, I even feel that you are not easy to get close to, you are a bit cold, and you talk very little."

"Indeed, but aren't you close?"

"Hehe! I know you don't feel like this..." Lucia hugged Jessica's arm with a flattering look on her face: "How is it? Did I play the drums very hard just now? I knew we were the perfect match!"

"I haven't agreed to your joining yet." Jessica rolled her eyes.

"I will definitely be obedient from now on!"

Lucia held her face in her hands: "I will do whatever you say!"

"Then you want to get into Oxford University first?" Jessica stroked her face, with a look of care for the silly child in her eyes.

The energetic girl smiled politely but awkwardly.

Jessica also continued to look at her and smile.