Chapter 115: Why do you want to sleep with me!

More and more people squeezed in from outside the bar, all shocked by the scene, and then joined in the swing.

Even the four people on the second floor of the bar were shaking.

When this section was sung, the figure on the stage suddenly bent down again and began to accumulate strength.

"Forget all your worries and swing together

Yesterday's joy becomes tomorrow's melancholy

Let's swing together as much as we like right now

Swing together

Swing together

Swing together

Swing together"

The familiar main theme, the main theme that makes people's hearts beat faster and the blood boils, as if they want to break free from the shackles of the roof and plug in the sky!

The whole bar is shaking!

The lead singer was on stage, picking up his shirt and screaming desperately.

The audience below is also learning from each other.

From the lead singer to the audience, a bunch of neurotics!

The whole bar is completely a concert scene. And it's already overcrowded, and people from outside can't squeeze in at all.

This song is very draining, and Feng Wuling's throat is about to smoke. However, the mood of being depressed for many days has been relieved, and it is no longer so depressing.

Roaring desperately for a long time, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, his head was in chaos. I had no idea what was going on behind the scenes. His wine field dishes are broken......

He vented and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he rubbed his head, which was still a little hungover, and looked blankly at the unfamiliar room in front of him, and the fat man sleeping next to him, confused.

What the hell is this?

Lao Tzu was robbed back to the cottage by the thieves, and he was the wife of the village?

He woke up the fat man, who also showed a blank little look. Then, I saw the shirtless hair next to me, and quickly pulled the quilt on my body, and I didn't have any clothes on my upper body, ahhhh

"Feng Wuling, you are not as good as a beast! Lao Tzu treats you as a brother, why do you want to sleep with me!" The fat man howled heartbreakingly.

A cry like thunder echoed in the small room.

When Feng Wuling heard this, he looked at him like an idiot, "Fuck off, you're crying and mourning!" Lao Tzu has a girlfriend, and even if I don't have a girlfriend, I can't sleep with a pig." His mouthy little prince personality awakened in an instant.

After saying that, he ignored his pig brother, picked up the shirt next to him and put it on, opened the door and walked out.

Outside is a very spacious living room, which is luxuriously decorated. There were four young men in their thirties, sitting on several sofas. When they saw him open the door and come out, they all stood up, with a very playful look in their eyes.

Feng Wuling was able to easily make up their dirty and filthy minds, so he had the heart to kill the fat man.

But now was not the time to think about this, he restrained his divergent thoughts, ignored their gazes, and asked, "May I ask where this is?"

"I'm the owner of the bar where you drank and sang last night. You both drank too much, and I took you in. The man on the left, dressed in a black casual suit, answered his question.

Well, fortunately, I wasn't robbed by the bandits.

"Thank you!" Feng Wuling said, bowing to the ground at him.

The fat man also came out at this time, stood next to him, and thanked him with him.

"Don't be so polite, you should. Oh yes, you're both hungry, why don't you eat something first?" said the man in the suit to the two of them very warmly.

Feng Wuling just wanted to say no.

The other party had already grabbed the landline on the table, dialed it, and said to the other side, "Send me two bowls of decanting soup and two bowls of bird's nest porridge." ”

Forehead...

Is it so strong?

Is it so extravagant?

He'd never drunk it in all his lives!

Forget it, if you come here, you will be safe.

Soon, a young lady dressed as a waitress brought the things. The two of them sat on the sofa and devoured the bird's nest porridge.

As soon as he picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, the flat-headed man dressed in denim on the right couldn't wait to open his mouth to him and asked, "You wrote the two songs you sang last night?"

Hearing his words, Feng Wuling's memory returned to that yesterday, the darkest day of his life.

As a result, the already somewhat hungover and stuffy head had even more headaches. So he lowered his head, hugged it tightly with both hands, and buried it in his knees.

The fat man was on the side and patted him on the shoulder.

The four men on the other side were a little inexplicable when they saw him like this. Is this, mentioning his sadness?

How sad does this have to be to see him like this?

At this moment, all the people in the room were silent.

After a while, his gloomy mood calmed down somewhat, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to say this right now." Can you wait a few days?"

"Of course you can! However, can we leave each other's contact information first? My name is Zheng Wenjun, and this is Xie Ningyuan, Yu Chengming, and Zuo Qingchuan. The man on the far right with long ear-length hair spoke. While pointing to it, he introduced the remaining three people.

"My name is Feng Wuling, XXXX, and this is my phone number. Thank you again for taking you on!"

After exchanging contact information, they got up and escorted them both out of the bar.

Li Yuzhi also got the news, was worried, and rushed over from the demon capital overnight.

In three days, the new edition of Magician Weekly has been reprinted three times, and a total of half a million copies have been printed, but there is still a bit of a shortage of supply. The Zhenghua bookstore chain ignored the warning of the animation weekly, and also took the initiative to come to the door and ask for supplies.

Zhenghua bookstore chain is also one of the top 10 large bookstore chains in China, although it is not as good as Huaxin bookstore chain, but it is more awesome overseas. It has been widely paved overseas, with branches in many countries.

This time, they had a big appetite and took over the agency of the entire overseas market.

(Slam Dunk) and (Dragon Ball) are becoming more and more popular abroad, accumulating a large number of fans. It's an incredibly large market with a lot of potential.

In the past, when Anime Weekly serialized (Slam Dunk) and (Dragon Ball), overseas agents were not their Zhenghua bookstore chain, which made them covet it for a long time.

And now is a good opportunity, so Zhenghua Bookstore almost immediately found the door. Obtained the agency rights of (Moman) in the overseas market, and ordered 300,000 copies for the first time.

On a sunny afternoon, in a coffee house not far from their home.

In a booth by the window on the south side, Feng Wuling and Li Yuzhi sat opposite each other. As if he was returning to work, Li Yuzhi told him about what had happened in the recent past.

The warm afternoon sun shines on the body, and the whole person is lazy. Li Yuzhi was wearing a milky white turtleneck sweater and a checkered over-the-knee thick winter skirt, which set off a delicate and beautiful figure.