Dear girl

"At this time next year, it will be around..." the man sang, thinking that he was affectionate, but he gave Zhang Ya a contorted look.

Zhang Ya smiled and looked at the guests with oily faces beside him, holding the microphone in both hands, making a sound like killing a pig with excessive force.My heart said, I knew you were singing, but I didn’t know you thought you were twisting steel bars.

But for such an ugly singing voice, there are still a bunch of people around applauding.

Hypocrisy is so simple to appear on the stage, it hurts, you can selectively deaf, open your eyes and talk nonsense just to flatter you.Boy, do you still remember the white shirt that bulged with the wind, it was very disappointed in you...

Well, the eldest brother does not say the second brother.Zhang Ya gritted her teeth, and continued affectionately: "Remember to bring roses, tie and longing..."

The man smiled: "Emotional moments are the most beautiful..."

Zhang Ya looked around, as if she had glimpsed the smiling souls in the serious faces.

At this time, her mobile phone vibrated in her trouser pocket, and there was no ringtone set. The private room was too noisy, and only she knew it was a call.Zhang Ya had a strong intuition that her boyfriend was calling, and couldn't help her restless heart, and cast a helpful look at the princess who was tidying up the table.

The princess glanced at her, as if to say, you are here again.

"Too much love is afraid of getting drunk..." Zhang Ya sang, her eyes continued to beg for help.

The guest was dissatisfied, pulled Zhang Ya's arm, and pointed out in uncommon Mandarin, "Singing requires eye contact, so that you can understand the meaning of the song."

The princess came over with a smile and apologized: "The boss is right, she doesn't understand, I'll sing with you." After speaking, she pinched Zhang Ya with her hands behind her back.

Zhang Ya patted the princess on the back, and looked at the guest with a flattering smile: "It's all my fault. I'll go to the bathroom and punish myself with three drinks when I come back."

There was a separate toilet in the private room, Zhang Ya saw that the guest had plunged into the steel bars again, and slipped out while he was not paying attention.He took out his phone and saw that it was her mother calling... How dare he answer it in such a happy environment, so he had to wait for the timeout to hang up automatically.Zhang Ya's mind is tied up, let's take a step and watch, and plan to take a walk before going back.When he reached the corner, he raised his head abruptly, then immediately backed away, and looked over with an unbelievably sneaky expression on his face.

That familiar figure, that clean demeanor that doesn't fit in with the surroundings...it's really, Sister Yaoyao!

**

At ten o'clock in the evening, Song Xinci was wearing a beige dry hair cap and curled up his long hair, squinting his eyes and lying in the heated jacuzzi. When he was relaxing, the warm water gently swayed from all directions like waves.On the wooden cabinet on the left, there is a bottle of LaTache 2001 dry red wine, and a line of thick garnet red liquid remains in the goblet next to it.The fragrance brand is OrmondeJayne. Tealight diffuses the fragrance of osmanthus into the air in the form of mist. When you smell it, you will be in autumn.

The B&O stereo in the living room played Schubert's "Serenade" with a beautiful melody, affectionate and lingering.At this time, two wechat notifications sounded one after another. Song Xinci blocked all group messages, and made it clear in Moments that he didn't like chatting, so people who came to her usually had something to do.

Open your eyes, because the water looks light blue because of the refraction of light, with some rose petals floating on it, Song Xinci adjusted to a comfortable posture, holding the goblet with one hand, and the phone with the other.

Zhang Ya sent it, the content is: Sister Xin, I thought about it, and I think I should tell you about this. .

Song Xinci took a sip of the red wine and turned back: Well, you said

Zhang Ya: Do you know Chunjiang Huayue International Entertainment Club?

Song Xinci: I know, it’s quite famous

After all, she used to be a nightclub cafe, so she still knows the famous places in Yangchuan.But because she found out that Xu Lang also opened a bar, she never went to other nightclubs.

Zhang Ya: Do you know what sister Yaoyao is doing recently?

Is it not at home at leisure?Song Xinci was only willing to use his brain when he heard Xia Yao's name. He put one hand on the table and thought - she talks to Sister Yao on the phone every day, and it is Sister Yao who calls back every time. It's a video request, but it always happens when Sister Yao is showering, washing clothes, and rinsing her mouth... Zhang Ya asked again, this guy, is he going to work again?

Song Xinci back: Say what you know [chopper]

The other party is typing...

A few minutes later, a large piece of news came back: Sister Xin, I just saw Sister Yaoyao in Huayue of the Spring River, she was wearing a work uniform.I asked someone, it was a new recruit... Is she making an unannounced visit?Will it be dangerous?I think it's time for you to know.If you didn't know it before, don't tell Sister Yaoyao that I told you.Also, don't be impulsive, shouldn't we disturb Sister Yaoyao's work?

Song Xinci stood up from the bathtub, and the crystal clear water glides across his milk-like white and smooth skin.Wrapping the towel around the body with one hand, Song Xinci raised his legs and stepped out of the bathtub, leaving a puddle of water on the wooden floor, and said back as he descended the steps: "Aren't you a junior in Ningzhou? What are you doing at the club?"

Without reading the reply, Song Xinci changed his clothes and went to knock on Liu Wei's door.

Their rooms are next to each other.When Liu Wei opened the door, she still had a cup of coffee in her hand, she didn't say anything, and waited for Song Xinci to speak first.

Song Xinci had an obedient expression: "Sister Weiwei like this, I have something to do and I have to go back to Yangchuan first. I will ask others for help in counting the number of people. In the first place, I don't have to. You are so understanding You must understand me."

Liu Wei: "I don't understand, and I can't stop it."

This is the truth, Song Xinci smiled: "Drink less coffee at night, it is not good for your health."

"Your father will come to Ningzhou the day after tomorrow." Liu Wei said, "You decide for yourself."

"What do you have to tell me here." Song Xinci really couldn't figure it out, "Is it okay to make a phone call? Is it okay for me to ask when I go home?"

Liu Wei folded her arms: "Then when are you leaving?"

"Now."

**

Xia Yao received a series of etiquette training a few days ago, and today is her first day at work.Night Shift - [-]pm to [-]am.

Zhao Xiaoqian is also on the night shift.On the way to work, I kept sighing, they look like "princesses" in uniform, and Xia Yao looks like a teacher in uniform...

The princess and beauties do not have a mother, and are directly managed by the foreman.A few days ago, Zhao Xiaoqian begged He Wei to transfer Xia Yao to her private room, and He Wei agreed.

"Does he care about everything?" Xia Yao asked.

Xia Yao was taller than Zhao Xiaoqian, but Zhao Xiaoqian looked a little taller than Xia Yao when she stepped on the height of double nine centimeters.Zhao Xiaoqian wears charming smoky makeup and wine-red lipstick at work, and her shirt is always unbuttoned. It belongs to the kind of blooming that makes people unable to tell her age but certainly does not think she is only 21 years old. mature.

Do as much temptation as you can, this is Zhao Xiaoqian's motto.She told Xia Yao that only in this way can she get more tips, what is the salary, it is not enough to buy two packs.She also said that temptation is just a means, she will not betray herself, one is because beauty is her bottom line, and two, most people don't have two low bones, if they can't get what they want, the more they want it, the money will roll away Here comes.

Zhao Xiaoqian felt at ease, feeling that she had neither stolen nor robbed.

"That's why everyone calls him the manager." Zhao Xiaoqian said with a laugh, "The chief manager."

Xia Yao sat on a high stool. When she first arrived, she was not used to such a noisy environment. After a few days, she got used to it.Zhao Xiaoqian beside her was still smiling, Xia Yao looked at a mural and began to rethink the purpose of coming here.

Right and wrong, it seems that nothing can be grasped.

**

Song Xinci packed his luggage and called a taxi.

Outside the car window is the city center at ten o'clock in the evening, which is still lively, and a large group of people are standing at every traffic light intersection.

Sister Xin, to tell you the truth, I didn't go to school. .The family doesn't know yet. .You must keep it secret for me [poor] I am working in Chunjiang Huayue now. .It's just singing and drinking [poor] Don't tell Sister Yaoyao [poor] - this is Zhang Ya's message back to her.

Song Xinci herself is a master who is chic everywhere in college and relies on connections after graduation, so it is not good to say anything to Zhang Ya's decision. She also knows Xia Yao, so she replied: Your sister Yaoyao will not say anything about you because you choose not to study

Zhang Ya: I know, anyway, I just don’t want Sister Yaoyao to know