After rebirth, I want to divorce every day

Wen Quchen's ears rang from the sudden sound.

When he reacted, he combined what Xi Yan said, and he probably understood what it meant.

Unexpectedly, this bar is quite straightforward, and Yue Pao is so brightly placed on the table.

The surrounding strobe lights swept across the dance floor and the bar one by one, faces with different looks flashed past in the darkness, cheers and shouts came and went, and the waving and indulgent people were like dancing groups in the changing light and shadow. magic.

This is a paradise for young people, seeking the most primitive desires, but also depositing the darkest evil thoughts.

Wen Quchen is not critical of this kind of life, he respects everyone's choice, but seeing the frequent stares from not far away, he frowned, and pushed Xi Yan to a place half covered by a big potted plant. Sit down on the sofa.

"When will Duan Baiyang come?"

Xi Yan waved to a bartender standing not far away, and ordered two glasses of wine.

"I don't know, that's the only time I came. It was at night when I came, and Duan Baiyang was already here."

The bar put two glasses on the glass table in front of them, Xi Yan took a glass and handed it to Wen Quchen, and said casually: "Let's just wait here, looking at these lively and lively people, Don't you think life is much better?"

Wen Quchen glanced at the crowd wordlessly, and quickly looked away. Instead of looking at these things, it is better to let him look at the financial statements that Jiang Ke forced him to read before.

The bustle in the bar continued, but their small space formed by the division of vegetation was very quiet, like two worlds inside and outside.

Wen Quchen took the cup and drank it again and again, looked out, but couldn't see who was who, so he simply looked away.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Xi Yan leaning on the sofa, staring at the air in a daze with unfocused eyes.

"You don't have to wait here with me, just go and play if you want to, don't you want to feel lively and lively?"

Wen Quchen thought that he was waiting for Duan Baiyang to show up to accompany him so he stopped playing, so he was so bored that he was in a daze.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Yan seemed to have been interrupted from his thoughts suddenly, his face was dull for a moment, and then he smiled indifferently, "It's okay to watch this kind of excitement, if you get involved, it will be boring."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of wine, propped his head and leaned against the armrest of the sofa, and repeated in a sleepy voice: "It's boring."

Seeing that he was not in the right state, Wen Quchen was about to go up to ask him, when three people dressed in trendy clothes suddenly appeared in front of him, with suggestive smiles on their faces, he seemed to think that they were also here to have fun .

The one at the head is obviously older, and his behavior and speech are also very restrained. He doesn't look like the two people behind him, but the wretched and greasy look in his eyes from time to time shows that he doesn't Not what it looks like.

Sure enough, he took the cup and approached Wen Quchen, and broke his polite gentleman's illusion with one mouthful.

"How much do you two spend for one night? Let's play together tonight?"

Before Wen Quchen could speak, a cup was inserted between the two of them. Xi Yan smiled and picked up the cup and touched the man. Her sexy voice was full of temptation, but the words she said were not very pleasing. "How about this, tell me how much the three of you pay for a night, and show us two to play with each other, huh?"

The other party probably didn't expect Xi Yanyan to say that, he was stunned for a moment before he became furious, and he raised the cup in his hand and was about to smash it at Xi Yanyan.

When Wen Quchen heard Xi Yan's words, he felt that the other party would make a move. Seeing this, he quickly grabbed the other party's wrist and snapped it back vigorously. He heard the other party's participation, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing that he was being beaten, the two people who came with him rushed up and wanted to strike. Xi Yan and Wen Quchen kicked them out with one foot, and they fell heavily to the ground. The loud noise shocked the surrounding people. eyes were attracted.

Wen Quchen immediately picked up the mask and handed it to Xi Yan to prevent being recognized.

The man who came over to talk to them rubbed his wrists and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'm just asking you, if you don't let me play, you won't let me play, why do you move!"

Wen Quchen glanced at him coldly, his exposed eyes looked like Wang Hantan, staring at him chillingly, "My friend is just asking, what are you doing?"

The three were wronged, so many people saw that they couldn't do anything, so the person in the lead squeezed out through his teeth after getting up: "You wait for me!" He quickly left here and disappeared into the crowd.

Their fuss made those who had the same thoughts about Wen Quchen and Xi Yan know that they were not easy to mess with, so they stopped thinking about striking up a conversation and started looking for new targets.

In a sense, they became the three chickens for Wen Quchen and Xi Yan to make an example to others.After all, since entering this bar, some people have never moved their eyes away from the two of them, like a dog skin plaster that cannot be torn off, harmless but disgusting enough.

Xi Yan took off his mask, sneered, and drank the last sip of wine in his glass, "It's boring."

Wen Quchen turned the ring on his hand, thinking that he still had to open a box, because there were too many people outside and it was not safe.

As soon as he stood up, the booming voice stopped, and there was a burst of guitar sound coming out of the stereo. It could be heard that the guitarist just adjusted the tuning casually, but the deep and depressing voice in it immediately made Wen Qu feel uncomfortable. Chen thought of Duan Baiyang.

After Xi Yan heard the sound of the guitar, he said "Duan Baiyang is here" which also verified his idea.

The people who were dancing vigorously under the cool and explosive music just now gradually quieted down, and there were occasional voices from the crowd, "Is Duan Baiyang here?" "Duan Baiyang?" "It's finally here."

It seems that many people came for Duan Baiyang.

A few pieces of guitar sound came out intermittently from the stereo, which should be the adjustment before the performance started.

Wen Quchen took out his phone and checked the time. It was already six o'clock. He clicked on WeChat to check the news, fearing that Jiang Ke would return home early and find that he was not at home.

Wen Quchen heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Jiang Ke sent him a text message saying "Sorry baby, I have something to do tonight, go back later, the promised dinner will be replenished for you tomorrow". It's past eleven, so he's still here for a long time.

Feeling relieved, Wen Quchen asked the bartender for a glass of lemonade, and sat relaxed on the sofa, ready to appreciate whether the music of the unknown Duan Baiyang was as good as he was after he became famous.

Seeing that he asked for a glass of lemonade, Xi Yan made a disdainful voice, then asked for a bottle of whiskey and put it on the table boldly, "Who is coming to the bar to drink lemonade, give me this!"

Wen Quchen looked at the full bottle of wine, considered his own drinking capacity, and resolutely refused.

Seeing that he refused the banquet, he was also forceful, took his own cup and drank it on his own.

Wen Quchen wanted to persuade him to drink less, but thought that if he didn't drink, he could get people back even if he was drunk, so he didn't bother to persuade him.

The light in the bar lit up and turned to a very ambiguous yellow, enough to see the situation in the bar clearly.

On the stage not far away, a cylindrical platform with a height of two people rose up. A man wearing a hat with a very low brim was sitting behind the radio, holding a big guitar in his arms. He looked very thin , The exposed arm is so thin that it seems to break if it is folded.

However, who would have thought that this thin young man has unparalleled power in his body, and music is both catharsis and hope for him.

He gently raised his hand, and the people in the audience held their breath unconsciously watching his movements. As the raised hand fell heavily, the music like a storm swept from all directions.

"Life comes with me,

I am a puppet of fate,

The rain continued,

Those are the shackles that hold me,

under the sky,

I'm just a little puppet

......"

The heart-piercing narration rushed into the eardrums together with the explosive power of the guitar. Wen Quchen has been praised by others for his talent since the first time he acted. Now he can't help but want to use this sentence to praise Duan Baiyang. This is a godsend. talented players.

The crowd that had been quiet just now boiled up again, mixed with bursts of crying and shouting. The person on the stage really had the magic power to control other people's emotions.

Wen Quchen listened intently to Duan Boyang's song, and when it was over, he took the time to look at Xi Yan, only to find that he was holding a wine bottle and blowing on it.

"Drink slowly, Xiyan!"

He got up to grab the bottle, suddenly there was a loud noise in the bar, and then someone on the speaker said: "Sorry friends, there is an emergency in the bar, please line up now, and wait until we verify your identity is correct." Leave in an orderly manner. In order to apologize to everyone, all expenses today will be borne by Profiter, thank you for your cooperation."

The people who were being high were very dissatisfied, the crowd was in an uproar, and complaints were everywhere.

At this time, dozens of people in black suits came in, holding electric batons in their hands, and surrounded the people in the bar. The complaints then subsided, and people began to line up reluctantly.

This unexpected situation disrupted Wen Quchen's plan a bit. He originally planned to talk to Duan Baiyang after the performance, but who knew that after the voice in the stereo finished speaking, he went to the high stage and found that it was empty.

Duan Baiyang left.

Wen Quchen wanted to chase after him, but Xi Yan was already half drunk, lying motionless on the sofa, he was really worried about leaving Xi Yan here alone.In desperation, I can only get Xi Yan back first, and Duan Baiyang will talk about it later.

He picked up Xi Yan and walked out with the crowd. When he passed by a man in black, a sense of familiarity suddenly flashed in his mind.He seems to have seen this person somewhere.

With such doubts, Wen Quchen looked back at the man again, and it was these two eyes that caught the other's attention.The other party walked towards him.

"Hello, please take off your mask, we need to confirm your identity."

Wen Quchen touched the mask subconsciously, not really wanting to take it off, now the lights are too bright here, and there are so many people here, if there are paparazzi sneaking in, he will be exposed.

"Sorry, I don't think you have the right to let me do that."

Seeing that he didn't listen, the other party reached out to force him to take off his mask. Wen Quchen didn't expect him to do it as soon as he said it. He couldn't dodge in time and it was difficult to stop him with Xi Yan, so the mask was taken off just like that.

The man in black probably didn't expect the face under the mask to be so good-looking, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and after realizing that he was not the person he was looking for, he quickly handed over the mask and apologized: "Sorry, I was reckless, please forgive me."

Wen Quchen felt a little annoyed, but he didn't want to stay here for too long, so he frowned and waved his hands to express that he would not pursue it.

"Dust?"

Just as he was about to put on the mask again, a very familiar voice suddenly came from beside him, so familiar as a thunderclap, Wen Quchen turned his head in a hurry to put on the mask and was about to run out in fright.

But he dragged a banquet, how could he run past that man's long legs.Just two steps away, someone grabbed his arm, and the mask was taken off again, and a deep voice rang in his ears, with the sound of grinding his teeth secretly, "Wen! Qu! Dust!"

Seeing that he couldn't hide, he turned his head stiffly, smiled flatteringly, and said, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect you to be here too."

No wonder the person looked familiar just now, he was the Jiang family's bodyguard! ! !

Jiang Ke sneered without a smile on his face, his face darkened even more after seeing Xi Yan lying on his shoulder.

When Wen Quchen saw his expression, his heart skipped a beat, and two words came out, it's over.

[The author has something to say: Dust is over, but the cannon fodder must be Xi Yan, because Mr. Jiang is not willing to part with it hahahahahaha.

From this, it can be concluded that only when you are in your own text can you have the halo of the protagonist~

The name of Xi Yan Lao Gong has been decided. After the combination of the two treasures’ suggestions, let’s call him Sheng Xiao. If I think of a more suitable name later, I may change it~

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