Prohibition of losing contact

In the twilight, the city of Beijing was shrouded in a feast of lights, and the convoys in front of the traffic lights formed a long queue, moving slowly forward.

The taxi stopped at the intersection of Sanlitun, Zhou Qingbai handed the remaining 100 yuan to the driver, then opened the door, and got out of the car with long legs.

Just after seven o'clock, the bar street was crowded with young people looking for fun after get off work. The gorgeous neon signs flickered intertwined and intertwined into large tracts of light pollution under the dim light.

The taxi turned around and left with difficulty, but Zhou Qingbai left in no hurry.He stood on the spot and looked around. He didn't see any danger signal, so he raised his collar slightly, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

With hurried steps and downcast eyebrows, he passed a couple sideways, and then turned into an inconspicuous alley.

This alley is located in the backstreet of Bar Street. The alley is lined with garbage bins as high as a person. Zhou Qingbai sideways avoids the oily garbage container, jumps briskly over a dirty plastic bag on the ground, and walks deep into the alley. Standing in front of a gaudy iron door, he stretched out his hand and rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?" Someone quickly asked inside the door.

"Me." Zhou Qingbai replied.

There was a hard rubbing sound from inside the iron door, and a few seconds later, the rusty iron bolt was pulled away from the inside, revealing two bright eyes from the crack of the door.

"Brother Zhou!" The young man who opened the door said excitedly, "I thought you wouldn't come!"

"Who will come if I don't come?" Zhou Qingbai sneered, and said, "With your brother Qiang's level, you can't throw a wine bottle on the head of a guest when you are on stage."

As Zhou Qingbai spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door carelessly. There was a toothache creaking sound between the friction of the iron door, and he pushed open a gap that could allow one person to pass through.

The young man was pushed back again and again by him, but he was not angry, he leaned sideways on the railing with a smile, and made way for him.

"Hey, don't mention it, Brother Zhou." The young man said, "During the time you haven't come, many people in the bar have been looking for you, asking us every day when you will come to the platform, and Brother Qiang is annoyed by their questions. Post your schedule next to it."

"What is a platform? Why don't you say I'm on stage?" Zhou Qingbai laughed.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue." The young man smiled and said, "Isn't this a sign of admiration for you?"

"That's right." Zhou Qingbai couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said triumphantly, "You little bastards can't catch up with me after three years of learning."

Under the iron gate is a steep iron staircase. Zhou Qingbai jumped down the stairs in three steps and two steps, and walked forward through the back kitchen of the bar.

BlackBar is only open for evening business, and it has not officially opened yet. The lights in the lobby are bright, and the waiters are checking every corner, preparing for the opening in a while.

Zhou Qingbai entered the bar like a fish in water. He came all the way from the back kitchen and received a series of greetings.

"Brother Zhou—"

"Hello Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Qingbai nodded to them one by one, took his tie out of his shirt as he walked, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

He walked briskly, and when he walked, his shoulders stretched back a slight arc. Zhou Qingbai tilted his head, moved his cervical spine, and looked down condescendingly at the stage that had been set up not far away.

In just a few short steps, his gait, temperament and spirit changed subtly, his back straightened up a little soundlessly, as if he had broken free from some kind of transparent membrane and turned into a Another look.

Zhou Qingbai was stuck in this suit for a whole day, and now he couldn't wear it for a moment, until he walked to the bar, his glamorous appearance of a social elite in the daytime had completely disappeared - the coat was hung in his arms indiscriminately , two buttons were unbuttoned at the neckline of the shirt, which looked crumpled.

"Qingbai!"

In front of the bar, someone was already waiting there in advance. With a glass of Mizutaki whiskey in his hand, the man raised his hand and greeted him with a smile.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingbai raised his eyebrows in surprise, jumped onto the bar in two steps, and sat down on the high stool beside him.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Qingbai asked, "Where's Brother Qiang?"

"He's busy." Ge Xing leaned his arms on the bar, held his head and said with a smile, "So the second boss came to suppress the place—why, you've been in retreat for so long, why are you willing to come out today."

"Don't mention it, I'm suffocating at home." This store has half of Ge Xing's share, and Zhou Qingbai has never been polite since he arrived here. Soda water, casually said: "Recently, my brother sees me very seriously. It's not like you don't know that he doesn't agree with me being a bartender."

The eldest brother of the Zhou family is old-fashioned in thinking, clean and self-sufficient, and regards the romantic place as a scourge, so if he doesn't come, naturally Zhou Qingbai is not allowed to set foot.

Ge Xing knew about his family's situation, and also knew that Zhou Qingbai didn't want to talk about these disappointing topics outside. Hearing this, he smiled and didn't say anything else. He clinked his glass with him.

"What's the show tonight?" Zhou Qingbai asked.

"Free performance." Ge Xing said: "You can play as you like, as long as the venue is hot."

"That's a good relationship." Zhou Qingbai raised his eyebrows, whistled excitedly, then threw the suit jacket in his hand into the bar, stepped on the high stool and turned half a circle, towards the waiter on the other side of the dance floor They clapped their hands.

"Children!" Zhou Qingbai whistled: "Present the king's baby!"

Zhou Qingbai was excited as soon as he entered the bar, and he took off his "social elite" skin during the day, he was crazy alone.

Most of the waiters in the bar knew him well, and they were willing to fool around with him. Hearing this, he burst out laughing. A young man ran up, went around the bar, and stooped to take it out from the locker below. A leather box one meter square.

"Here, Your Majesty." He said as he opened the button of the box, and pushed the box in front of Zhou Qingbai: "You have a look."

Peeling off the skin of that senior white-collar worker, Zhou Qingbai is actually a senior bartender. He once won the champion of fancy bartending in China behind his back.He has good skills, but also has many eccentricities. He never refuses to use the ready-made utensils in the bar, only willing to use his own separate set.

The bar owner also knows his habits, and every time before he comes, he will find someone to take out his things and tidy them up.

The leather case is covered with soft sponge pads, and the metal textured utensils have been washed clean, reflecting beautiful broken light under the lamp.

Zhou Qingbai whistled in satisfaction, then buckled the box and stood up from the chair.

"I'm going to take a shower and change clothes." Zhou Qingbai put his empty cup on the bar counter and said casually, "Take the things first."

BlackBar regularly organizes themed days, and the fancy bartending show is a reserved opening program. Zhou Qingbai is very familiar with the process.

He went around to the locker room behind the bar and took a quick battle shower, then changed out of the crisp and rigid suit he was wearing, and walked out dripping wet without blowing his hair.

The headlights in the lobby were turned off one by one, and the atmosphere lights were being adjusted for the last time in the background. Zhou Qingbai took a can of ice-cold Coke from the bar, and while wiping his slightly damp hair with a towel, he walked to the main console and opened the record box. , Changed the disc that I like.

The DJ has sharp eyes and saw his movements across the stage, and smiled and talked to him on the mixing console.

"Brother Zhou, you're in a good mood today." DJ said, "Are you going to be so wild?"

"I'm crazy at home." Zhou Qingbai said, "I need some sensory stimulation."

Under the stage not far away, a waiter gestured to Zhou Qingbai, indicating that the outside has officially opened for business. Zhou Qingbai nodded, picked up the earphones from the sound station, and hung them on his ears.

Crowds poured in, and the illusory but real night officially kicked off.

Before going on stage, the phone in Zhou Qingbai's pocket vibrated suddenly, he took it out casually to have a look, and unexpectedly found that it was the message from Pei You.

[Excuse me, may I ask where is the specific address? 】

This message has no beginning and no end, Zhou Qingbai raised his eyebrows in wonder, and before waiting for a reply, the message in the dialog box suddenly disappeared.

"Sorry." The other party withdrew the message, and soon sent two new ones: "I sent to the wrong person."

Bass and drums sounded like explosions from the stereo, and the colorful ambient lights in the lobby disappeared and reappeared in an instant. The host who controlled the venue stepped onto the stage and began to do the final warm-up event.Zhou Qingbai didn't pay much attention to the wrong message, he raised his hand and threw the phone to the waiting waiter at the side of the stage, and took a long leg up to the high stage.

At the entrance of Sanlitun Street, Pei You copied the wrong message into another dialog box and resent it.

At night, the bar street is full of people and lively. Some bars with distinctive styles will even put the stereo outside the door, and use heavy metal rock to mobilize the atmosphere and emotions.

Pei You seldom set foot in this kind of place, at most he would just sit with his colleagues in the music bar downstairs of the office, now that he entered the bar street for the first time, he felt a bit at a loss.

However, there was no way. After 33 failed blind dates, Ms. He Ping changed her target, thinking that a mature man who matched his tonality might not be suitable for him, so she found another "young and lively" man for her. See you.

Pei You tried every means to evade, but failed in the end, so he could only take a step back with his mother, and agreed that this would be the last time in a short period of time.

The new blind date is young, and his life style is completely opposite to that of Pei You. He rejected a series of relatively friendly meeting places such as coffee shops, restaurants, and shopping malls, and insisted on meeting him in bars.

Pei You looked indifferent, but he was actually a very talkative person, so although he was not used to it, he still agreed.

It's just that the bar address sent to him by the other party was ambiguous. When Pei You arrived at the scene, he found that there were [-] or [-] bars on this street. He really couldn't tell which one was which, so he had to ask again on the spot.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to never leave his mobile phone, and the message was replied quickly, and Pei You didn't have to wait too long.

"Have you arrived?" the other party asked.

"Yes." Pei You replied: "But there are many bars here, which one are you talking about?"

"Go back on the main street of Bar Street, the third from last." The other party replied: "BlackBar."

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