Hot Tuesday
Thankfully, the call went through.
"Hey?" Han Chuan cleared his throat, not knowing why he felt a little embarrassed.
"Hey. Jesse's tone was frivolous about this kind of person.
"The ......"
Before Han Chuan could continue to speak, Jesse already knew what he was going to say. "It's between the two of us, don't bother the people who love us. ”
"Then let's talk. Han Chuan clenched the empty wine glass.
"The time and place sent me on my phone, I'll go back. With that, Jesse hung up.
Han Chuan's heart is horizontal, perhaps, only to start the "old business". Like this, a person who thinks about surpassing himself and winning awards alone, Han Chuan doesn't want him to stay in this world!
"Tuesday bar. Half past two in the afternoon. Han Chuan pressed the send button.
Feng Yao found a familiar teacher Tony in the barber shop and wanted to get the most beautiful hairstyle for himself.
She kept her eyes on the breathing light on her phone. The breathing light has been dim, that is, Jesse has not replied to her message.
Feng Yao sighed lightly and looked at himself in the mirror in front of him. She had to think about what she would have left after losing Han Chuan.
She closed her eyes, the former glory, the former aura, has long since disappeared. If it weren't for Jesse recognizing her, Feng Yao would almost forget that he still had such a commanding time.
From that day, when Jesse gave her two pieces of candy, she seemed to have a crush on the man who had reached out to her in the trough. Really, no one cared about her for a long time.
When I first went to the theater to listen to Jesse's talk show, Feng Yao didn't listen to it, but so that his crying would not be discovered by others.
Later, when I went to listen to Jesse's talk show, Feng Yao just wanted to hear this person's voice and see this person's face.
It wasn't until the corners of Feng Yao's mouth that had been drooping were hooked by Jesse's humorous words that Feng Yao really liked this person.
Because of this, Feng Yao will not hesitate to share his story with Jesse. It's just that......
She had to consider the age gap between the two people......
Feng Yao suddenly laughed, and she thought, "Jesse hasn't promised to do anything to you yet." Where do you want to go? but...... He still has a crush on me, doesn't he?"
Han Chuan instigated a bunch of friends and ambushed himself in advance in the "Tuesday" bar he opened. On his own turf, Han Chuan can control the situation.
This bar was founded by Han Chuan, and the purpose of opening this bar was to give him a safe place to have fun, so this is where Han Chuan dated all kinds of girls passionately.
Poor Feng Yao didn't know this place all along, and he didn't know what Han Chuan was doing day by day besides writing songs. Whenever Han Chuan came home with the smell of mixed perfumes from different women, every time Han Chuan made up a lie, Feng Yao believed it as always, without doubt.
"I'm afraid there is no stupid woman like Feng Yao anymore. Han Chuan poured himself a glass of wine, and thinking of this, he felt a little more sad.
Now that he is married, as a married person, Han Chuan no longer plays like that. But the people who came to this place still maintained Han Chuan's original bohemian character.
Jesse arrived at the door, deliberately rubbing, and then waited until there were thirty seconds left to arrive at the scene and sat down next to Han Chuan.
I don't know why, as soon as Jesse entered this door, he felt a not very friendly aura and eyes. He probably already knew that a fierce battle awaited him.
The younger brothers next to him had already stood up in unison and surrounded Jesse in the middle.
"What does this mean?" Jesse was smiling at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were full of blood as he looked at Han Chuan.
"I don't have anything else to ask for, isn't it for the fans? I can't bear to see them bleeding because of the two of us, while the two of us are hiding behind. ”
Jesse noticed the bottle of whiskey on Han Chuan's table that had been emptied by him, and thought about it. So he was unusually calm, approached Han Chuan and asked, "Then what about your solution?"
In this case, such a calm Jesse made Han Chuan a little admired. "I'm still the same sentence, if you quit the ...... of best male singer"
"Shut up. Jesse interrupted Han Chuan's words, and he turned to smile and said to Han Chuan in a provocative tone, "You just can't afford to lose." Scared?"
Han Chuan's eyes were filled with a hint of anger.
"You know, I have a lot of female fans, and I've been very friendly with a lot of them. Jesse took out his phone and fiddled with something, and when he said the word "friendly", he deliberately accentuated his tone so that Han Chuan could think crookedly as Jesse wanted. After all, Han Chuan didn't do anything like this back then.
Jesse quietly looked at Han Chuan's eyes, and after confirming that Han Chuan had taken the bait, Jesse put the phone screen in front of Han Chuan.
The screen is full of call records of Hu Liannan and Jesse. There are Hu Liannan who call Jesse, and there are also Jesse who call Hu Liannan.
Han Chuan's chest fell together, and his heart throbbed.
Jesse smiled and asked defiantly, "Want to know what we said?"
"Shut up!" Han Chuan roared with red eyes, like a hungry lion.
Jesse smiled again with satisfaction, "There are also WeChat chat records, do you want to see them?"