When the vase hits the shadow queen [GL]

"Zhao Ningxi fell in love with Chen Junyu, the little fresh meat? The lonely man and the widow are talking about the script late at night until two o'clock!"

"The fake show is real, the photo of Zhao Ningxi and Chen Junyu eating supper together on the street was exposed."

"Zhao Ningxi's new love and old love beauty competition, Chen Junyu can only be ranked No.4!"

……

Satisfied to see that his name once again occupied the homepages of the entertainment sections of major web portals, Zhao Ningxi opened Weibo, found the name Chen Junyu from the watch list, clicked in, liked the latest Weibo, and waited 5 minutes, then cancel.

When she refreshed her notification list again, as expected, some fans took screenshots of her hand slipping this time, as proof of their adultery.

After doing all this, she clicked on a contact named Chen Junyu on the communication, and sent a message: "An appointment?"

The other party replied quickly: "About."

After half an hour...

"Chen Junyu, you are a big idiot, if you don't know how to play games, don't play games, okay? Is it okay to go back and read books obediently at the elementary school level? Is your account bought? Ah? It's so bad, if I don't like you, go home and eat Grandma, go to you."

"The other party is typing..."

"The other party is typing..."

"The other party is typing..."

After flashing three times in a row, the portrait on the opposite side turned gray.

"Fuck." Zhao Ningxi cursed, threw the phone on the bed, and threw himself on the bed.

Chen Junyu is the actor she collaborated with in the last costume idol drama. He looks handsome and has the aesthetics of the popular milk boy. When we met for the first time, he yelled at Ningxi sister one by one. After hearing that she could play games, he immediately His eyes lit up and he asked to team up with her.

His account is a large one, and his winning rate is quite high, so Zhao Ningxi never expected that Chen Junyu would be such a pig teammate!

"Ahhhhh—" Zhao Ningxi felt bad all over when she thought of losing the game, and she felt even more aggrieved because she lost the game because of teaming up with such a pig teammate.

The phone that was pressed under her ding-dong, and the screen turned on.

Zhao Ningxi turned over, took out the mobile phone from under the quilt, raised it above his head, and squinted his four-hundred-degree myopic eyes to see clearly the characters on it.

"It's time to go on stage, where are you?"

"Wow, shit, shit..." Zhao Ningxi jumped up from the bed as if being pricked by a needle, pressed the headband by the bed onto his head, and rushed into the bathroom.

……

Although Wuxin Bar is not the largest bar in S City, it is the most stylish bar, bar none.

"...Who is knocking on my window, who is stirring the strings, that forgotten time..."

On the stage, the singer with a feather mask was holding the microphone, singing and crooning. His hoarse voice was like a soft feather, touching people's hearts.

In a booth covered by bead curtains, sat a woman in a suit. She leaned on the sofa, half-closed her eyes, and flicked the champagne in her hand.

A man put his arms around a woman in a black deep V dress and opened the curtain: "Ah Qing..."

"Get out." The woman on the sofa said without opening her eyes.

The smile on the man's face froze, he let go of his arms around his slender waist, took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket, stuffed them into the woman's plump chest, and made a look: "Go to the side and wait for me."

The woman who was sent away was not angry at all, and kissed him on the cheek, leaving bright red lips, and walked away twisting her waist.

When the man turned his head to look into the booth, he found that the woman closed her eyes at some point, and the champagne in her hand was poured all over the floor.

"Boss?" He called out, but there was no response: "Shen Youqing?"

The only response to him was the shallow breathing of the other party.

...Sleep as long as you say, he's the one who made an appointment with the beautiful woman...

"Honey, how are you?" An unread message lit up his phone screen.

He glanced at Shen Youqing who was sleeping soundly: "Little wild cat, can't you wait?"

The woman at the bar took a sip of her wine and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "She's your girlfriend? You two really had a good time."

The man glanced at someone who looked ascetic even when he was sleeping, girlfriend?not.

He's just a hard-working wage earner.

……

Shen Youqing hasn't slept so soundly for a long time since a relative's brat broke her old record.

When she woke up, it was completely quiet outside.

She blinked and froze for a moment before recalling the scene before she fell asleep.

Shen Youqing was a little surprised that she fell asleep in such a noisy bar.

It was already pitch black outside the booth, only a small light was left beside the booth, it seemed that the bar was closed, and there was a dark figure lying on the ground. howling.

"Get up and go home."

The man who was still moaning on the ground quickly turned over and got up after hearing the sound.

"Boss, good evening!"

Shen Youqing rubbed her temples: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You haven't slept much these days. I thought you were too lazy to sleep so soundly, so I didn't call you."

"Where is that girl you dated?" Shen Youqing asked with raised eyebrows.

Mentioning that girl, the man felt aggrieved. For the sake of those few photos of Grandpa Mao, he kindly waited for him for an hour, but Shen Youqing slept so soundly. As a personal assistant, he couldn't do anything. The boss left the matter alone in the bar, so he could only say goodbye to the girl.

"Okay," a big man made an aggrieved look, and Shen Youqing couldn't stand it: "I'll give you ten times the money today when I go back."

"Long live the boss!"

……

Zhao Ningxi never thought that because of his lateness, he missed the last performance of his good friend at Wuxin Bar.

"From now on...you won't sing anymore?"

She looked down at the barbecue in front of her, feeling a little sore on the tip of her nose.

Sitting opposite her was a girl with a round face, who was pouring the beer in the bottle into her mouth with her head raised. Yes, it was just pouring. Few people drank a large bottle of beer, but most of it was spilled on the mouth. on her.

But she didn't care at all.

Putting down the wine glass heavily, wiping the corners of her mouth with her sleeve, the round-faced girl smiled with tears: "I've been singing for ten years, and I haven't sung well. Now I'm 28, and all my classmates and children in my hometown are singing." I am in junior high school, Qiangzi has been waiting for me for five years, and he is about to turn 25, so I can’t afford to wait. I can’t be sorry to others, what can I do if I don’t go back to get married? Life is always going to happen, what a dream I have been for so many years I finally understand, it’s just a fart! Bah, it’s not even a fart! Xiaoxi, you’re still young, listen to my sister’s persuasion, if you can’t sing at the age of [-], stop singing, woman, you can’t stand it..."

The boss brought up another bottle of beer, and Zhao Ningxi poured it into his mouth like a round-faced girl.

……

"Sing folk songs, here and there and...there and...

"The mountain road here has eighteen bends, and the mountain road here has nine rings...

"Sister, go forward boldly, don't look back—"

From a long distance away, Shen Youqing heard the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The further you drive in the direction of her house, the louder the sound becomes.

When she was about to reach the door of the house, a figure suddenly appeared in the range of the car's high beams.

When she slammed on the brakes, she realized that there was no one in front of her.

Could it be a ghost? ——As an atheist, Shen Youqing couldn't help but have this thought in his heart.

After getting out of the car, Shen Youqing helped the forehead when he saw the person lying on the ground twisting and turning—it really hit a ghost, but it was a drunkard.

A drunkard dressed like a black crow was still two meters away from the front of her car, so there was no saying that Shen Youqing hit her, but as a passerby, she kindly knelt down and poked the drunkard's head Shoulder: "Hey miss, can you hear me? Are you okay? Do you need my help?"

"You are the miss, and your whole family is miss." Hearing someone scolding her miss, Zhao Ningxi scolded back without hesitation.

Kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and Shen Youqing, who was scolded for nothing, was a little speechless, but seeing that the person on the ground was a drunkard, she just patted her buttocks and stood up, put away her rare kindness, and planned to drive around past.

Anyway, the roads in the community are wide enough, it's really not good, at worst, she will run across the lawn and lose money tomorrow.

Just when she stood up, a strong force suddenly grabbed her calf. Shen Youqing was startled and almost fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"Tell me!" The drunkard on the ground hugged her calf: "Does my singing sound good?"

"It sounds good." Shen Youqing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, afraid that the alcoholic would not let her go if she said something bad: "Sister, please let me go, please?"

Did this person grow up eating spinach? Shen Youqing tried to pull his leg, but found desperately that he couldn't escape from the strong arms of the alcoholic.

"Liar." I thought that what I said out of conscience would be the correct answer, but I didn't expect the drunkard to deny her answer, and the hand holding her calf was a little harder: "You liars, you liars, Doesn't conscience ache?"

will hurt.

Shen Youqing touched his conscience and came up with such an answer.

She took a closer look at the drunkard lying on the ground. The other person's face was covered with a thick layer of pimples, and the suspected smoky eye makeup had already stained half of his face. If she hadn't traveled far and wide, she might be I really think of her as a female ghost.

Unexpectedly, such a non-mainstream person has a good understanding of himself. Shen Youqing was moved and decided to express his true thoughts: "Yes, it's very ugly. It's ugly to hear death, and it's ugly to hear people want to commit suicide."

After saying this, Shen Youqing's calf loosened, and the alcoholic turned over and lay in a big shape on the ground.

"Woooooooo... I knew it, my singing is terrible... woooooo..."

Seeing her crying so badly, Shen Youqing pulled out her compassion before she was scolded.

She reached out and poked the shoulder of the alcoholic on the ground: "Hey, poor boy, where is your home? I'll take you back... ah!"

Shen Youqing's scream lit up several nearby villas one after another.

The author has something to say: This is the first time I write about Lily, so I ask the little angels for advice.

cp: Zhao Ningxi (vase) × Shen Youqing (actress)