After the collapse of the character design, I was gay at the same table

Before self-study last night, Han Yi climbed over the wall and went out. Tang Yuxin leaned against the motorcycle and waited for him: "Why are you so slow? Have you got everything?"

Han Yi shook the bag in his hand: "I brought it all, why are you here to pick me up, Linzi?"

"Don't you even look at what time it is now, hurry up the motorcycle, don't get the ink stains up quickly."

All the way to the place at lightning speed, Han Yi jumped off the motorcycle and ran to the trash can to retch.

Tang Yuxin's locomotive was driving at a formula speed, and from time to time he cornered and overtook to show off his skills. He didn't eat dinner, and now his stomach was overwhelmed. He bent down and wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit anything.

The other party patted him, and he didn't think it was his fault at all: "When did you get pregnant?"

"I'm pregnant with you," Han Yi kicked him away, "I might as well come here by myself, I'll be an idiot if I ride your motorcycle next time."

"Who told you to be so stingy that you don't even call for a taxi."

That bunch of couriers had spent all of Han Yi's income for the past few days, and he returned to the previous embarrassment of "two yuan and five for the whole body, biting the bullet and pretending to be a tiger".

"If I had money, I'd fly a fucking plane here." He rubbed his stomach.

Fuck, if I knew I would have something for dinner.

The two walked around from the parking lot to the back door of the bar, where Zhong Bailin was waiting for them early: "Fortunately, I asked Yu Xin to pick you up, and you will be on stage in half an hour. Go to the back and let Zhong Lao Er dress you up."

Han Yi glanced at the other party, and felt that what he said was as if he was about to come out to pick up the guests, which sounded weird.

Tang Yuxin and Zhong Bailin followed behind and escorted him in.

These two, one is a motorcycle boss who has become a pick-up driver, and the other doesn't realize that he is now like a mother-san.

To be honest, the receptivity of his group of brothers was beyond Han Yi's expectations. Now, it seems that they still have fun in it?

The band's promotional page was being distributed at the door of the bubble, and Zhong Bailin also customized a huge support poster on a certain treasure and hung it next to the signboard.

Today is Han Yi's official opening. A long curly-haired beauty with heavy make-up is sandwiched between a few rock-and-roll men. The water in the bar is several times higher than usual.

Zhong Zixi helped Han Yi make a good base, picked out a koi-colored lip gloss with glitter, and she fixed her eyebrows with satisfaction: "Just wear the one you brought today, black is thinner than white, and it can cover your skin." shoulder width."

"I'll put on a wig and choker later, anyway, you're just playing the guitar, sitting on a high stool with the lights dimmed so no one will notice."

Han Yi closed his eyes and let Zhong Zixi toss his face, even the exposed neck was covered with thick foundation.

His eyes and eyebrows are sharp, Zhong Zixi didn't deliberately cover them up, instead he painted a smoky eyeshadow, focused on trimming his eyebrows, and the slanting sword eyebrows became slender.

After trimming his eyebrows, Han Yi's original deep-lined facial features were softened a bit, showing a slightly heroic beauty.

Zhong Bailin leaned against the table with folded arms, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it really looked like that: "Makeup is quite simple. Brother, I think you can make your debut after packing up. Would you like me to sign up for this year's Creation 808?"

"To shut up."

After half an hour had just melted his face completely, he twisted his stiff neck and said to Zhong Bailin, "It doesn't hurt to talk while standing up, try it next time."

Zhong Bailin took the guitar and helped him tune it: "Forget it, even if my card is suspended, I can still steal Zhong's second son's lucky money. You have a lot of things to do, what's wrong with brothers helping each other, you have to suffer this foreign crime."

Han Yi didn't make a sound. Before he walked out of the house, Han Hongda said, "If you have the ability, don't ask others to borrow money. I'll see how long you can hold on."

He just wanted to let Han Hongda know that he could live arrogantly by himself.

Seeing that the other party had nothing to say, Zhong Bailin sighed, and handed over the guitar: "Here, Taylor 314CEV-class, throw away the original fire stick, I wish you a lot of money every day."

Han Yi accepted it with hooked lips: "Thank you."

Xiao Chi came out of the dormitory area and did not go to evening self-study. He was stopped by Zheng Jun and went to the big classroom to hold a small class with more than 100 students who participated in the physics competition.

Physics is Xiao Chi's strong point. He found a hidden corner and sat down. The more he listened, the more boring he became. He took out his mobile phone from the hidden pocket of his schoolbag to send a message to Peng Feng.

--I'm boring.

Peng Feng didn't know where he was going, and it took him a long time to reply to the message - I was playing outside, do you want to come?

Xiao Chi took a picture of the competition test questions on the table - I am teaching a small class.

[Bang bang bang]: Hahahahahahahaha, then go to class well, I'll wait to see the beauties and send you photos later.

Peng Feng gloated, put down his phone, and called the waiter to open a case of wine.

He was at the Bubble Bar, and he had made an appointment to come here with Xiao Chi on Saturday, but when he passed by here today, he was really curious, so he came in.

There was a group of young people with big gold chains in the booth next to them, and the flower arm with the thickest chain in the middle became more and more impatient as they waited: "I've been waiting for an hour, and the Han Yiyi mentioned in your poster hasn't come out yet, is she playing tricks?" Woolen cloth?"

The waiter knew this local snake and said with a smirk, "Brother Long, please take a look at the program list, the next one will be the next one."

Just as he was talking, the curtain opened, and Han Yi and others appeared behind the curtain.

Peng Feng took a few photos and sent them to Xiao Chi—this is the guitarist I told you about last time, and he looks really good.

The lights were dim, and there were crowds of people in front of him, so Xiao Chi couldn't see the figures clearly in the photo.

——Did you call everyone a beauty when you see it?

Peng Feng is very unconvinced—you wait until I come back from the bathroom and take a clear headshot of you, so that you can doubt my aesthetics again.

On the stage, Han Yi sat on a high stool with a blank expression to accompany the lead singer.

After all, he revealed his gender with the opening of his mouth, so he had to rely purely on his face. Zhong Bailin said that he could take a high-cold Yujie route, just the kind that is cold and talkative.

So when the lead singer and bass jumped up to interact with the audience, Han Yi also sat still.

Some people still ate it, the audience whistled one after another, Zhong Bailin hung the names of each member in front of the wine cabinet, the rule was that whichever member he liked would be recorded under his name when opening the wine, and then according to the Quantity price commission.

In the middle of the statistics, if the customer opened more wine and the price is expensive, whoever can get an extra chance to order songs.

After a few songs, there was a long line behind the name of "Han Yiyi", far more than the others.

But when Han Yi made money so easily, some people were not happy.

Peng Feng came out of the bathroom, and when the band was about to leave, he saw the "Brother Long" walking to the stage with his younger brother swaggeringly.

Han Yi was about to step off the stage with a stool in his hand, so he glanced at Zhong Bailin behind him, what's the matter?

Zhong Bailin shook his head at him, and Han Yi had no choice but to sit down again.

As soon as the younger brother spoke, he was not ashamed of the big gold chain around his neck. He pointed to Han Yi and said, "You only earn a little money by playing the guitar. Why don't you follow our brother Long."

Han Yi: "???"

What the hell is this man talking about?