In the private room called "Hotel California", there are guests who want to accompany the girl. I swayed the door and entered, three or four men, in their prime age, among them was a blonde foreign man, through his direct eyes, he must have seen that I was quite satisfied, beckoned me to pass.

I think the luck of this day is quite good.

I like young, handsome and golden guests, Sven, not dirty, who regards himself as a lover saint, and does not have too many obscene means.

This is my preliminary judgment, in the drunken environment, who will become whose story is a hungry and thirsty soul in need of comfort.

A night of dew, passing without a trace.

I love to sing, especially when I drink half of a bottle of Lafite, especially when I get into the mood. Singing Xin Xiaoqi's >, learning from Celine Dion, and Biao >, it is all bitter and bitter.

When the singing is strong, when the music soars to the high note, his brows are slightly furrowed, his eyes are misty, as if he is Lucy, and he is desperate for grief and despair of Jack.

I heard the guests say that this beautiful woman must have a story.

At this time, I glanced at him and did not refute, a rich man has you on this night, and a girl with a story has a desire to protect men.

But I'm on the stage, but I don't stay overnight, and my skillful skills always make me a lot of tips.

Because of the unique conditions, I am good at editing all kinds of small stories, which are all entertainment gossip news, I tout women as comparable to Lin Chiling, and men as inferior to Gu Tianle.

Once a guest looked at me and said that I was like a little fox, it was a pity not to be an actor, I called him "Director Wang Jing" in a loud voice, and the whole room was amused by me.

There are times when it is self-defeating.

Once a foreign businessman wanted to accompany the wine, I didn't find out the origin of the other party, I took the innocent route, who knew that others wanted a hot girl, and I was almost kicked out of the private room. I quickly made amends and said, "Brother, good brother, I'll tell you a joke, okay?"

"One day after work, I went to take the bus and met a man who patted me on the thigh and said to me, 'There are soft seats here.' glanced at him, and said disdainfully, "Forget it, the soft seat will become a hard seat in a while, and the hard seat will become a plug, and you won't be able to walk if you want to." ”

The man leaned back with a smile, put his arm around my waist, gave me a greasy bar, and put three hundred-dollar bills on the collar of my clothes, and was pinched by the way.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Since then, I have been backstage at Casablanca every Monday and evening.

Every midnight, I was summoned to a private room, where I drank, sang, and told jokes, and without a trace, I tried my best to dodge the "peach blossom palm" of the guests.

Then, the money earned is enough to treat my grandmother's leg injury and subsidize the usual family.

It's my private secret, and I haven't told anyone, in fact, there are not a few women of my age. I think that I can at least make money quickly in this way, and I know a certain amount of self-protection.

Therefore, so far I have not suffered a big loss, I mean, there are small losses, but there are no 'big losses'.

This is not a long-term solution, of course, the ideal is the ideal, and the reality cannot be ignored.

The reality is that I am almost 20 years old, and my grandmother and I are dependent on each other, facing great pressure to survive, and I have to pay a huge amount of medical expenses to ensure my grandmother's health. And the simplest solution, that's how it is.

I want to love life and wait for the opportunity to come.

Give yourself a motto:

"It can endure loneliness where the water flows, and can jump on it when the waves are terrifying. ”

......

Whenever I got home, my grandmother always asked worriedly: "Duoduo should pay attention to her body, people outside are very messy, why do you come back so late at night?"

I put my arm around my grandmother and said, "Grandma, I am now working as a tutor, tutoring a child in the sixth grade of primary school, who is about to enter junior high school next semester, and is very poor in all three subjects except language and mathematics. Therefore, I now have to help him improve his scores in three subjects, so I use all the time in the evening, and the child is diligent, and of course the teacher must also be diligent. It was my parents who drove me back, don't worry, grandma. ”

I made up a good reason, at least my grandmother didn't arouse suspicion.

Grandma is still worried: "You are going to repeat the second college entrance examination soon, spend more time on your studies, and don't waste your studies." ”

I hesitated for a moment, did not give her an affirmative answer, and changed the topic: "This tutor is 200 yuan per hour, four hours every night, and I try to start school." ”

Grandma is half teaching you and half happy: "You ......"

"Grandma, look at the chocolate cake I bought you for your favorite today," I quickly interrupted Grandma and pulled out a delicate little package from her bag.

In this way, my days on the stage lasted for about half a month.

One night, I was surprisingly tired, and finally I was able to take a break under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

When I came out of the bathroom, I leaned against the wall and walked back, and at the end of the hallway, I saw a familiar figure.

A man in sunglasses, drunk, trying to support his body with his hands, he was wearing a long black trench coat, with a black peaked cap, black hair covering half of his handsome face.

This man, at this time, is decadent, indulgent, pale, desperate, and in my eyes, he is also handsome, sexy, and shocks my heart.

Despite the colorful lights flashing all around, it is difficult to peek into a person's true face in the bright lights.

In this kind of place, this look, this, it shouldn't be, Miyatoshikawa.

I felt a little dazed, blindly walking into the private room, maybe I was drunk, right?

The moment I pushed the door open, I walked back quickly, an irresistible force pushing me to see what was going on, was this drunken and depraved man a high-quality star I had tried my best to work with him?

If it is really him, once he is photographed by the paparazzi, the consequences will be unimaginable, at least in his acting career, it will become a stain.

But he was no longer there.

When I have enough savings to cover the tuition fees for the next semester, I hope that I can find a job as soon as possible before I plan to leave Casablanca.

I'm not sure if what I saw in "Casablanca" that day was Miyatokikawa. Later, on the front page of some entertainment, he was seen cutting the ribbon of a shopping mall.

In the picture, he looks very handsome in a plaid shirt, wavy hair, and healthy wheat skin. Many fans left messages on the screen below: Such a young master Gong is really super ma

！

So it's hard to associate such a person with the drunken man in the lounge, but who knows for sure, who can see the hidden soul under the face of someone else?

This thought made me secretly surprised, I had not been in Casablanca for a long time, and I could not meet anyone I knew.

Especially not to touch him.