Coming down the steps of the mountain road not far away was a woman.

She was dressed in white silk pajamas, and her figure was exquisite, although her face could not be seen clearly in the cape, but it must not be too bad.

Zhang Xiaojian inexplicably felt that this night was a little charming, he pondered for a while, and estimated that he had committed peach blossoms recently, but he didn't know if there was a catastrophe.

After asking Zhang Xiaojian's question, the woman sat on the stone steps with a big grin and took another sip of wine: "And in the middle of the night, it's easy for you to scare people when you sing like this." ”

Zhang Xiaojian was not convinced by this, he said: "Little sister, you are scary, okay, I walked around in the mountains in the middle of the night, not to mention my hair, and I also wore a white dress, which is very domestic horror film style." ”

She laughed out loud when she heard the 'giggles', not to mention, although her voice was a little hoarse, her laughter was like a silver bell, and it was quite good.

It seems that domestic horror films have indeed caused a psychological shadow to many audiences. ”

Zhang Xiaojian nodded: "If I hadn't been bold, maybe you would have to send me to the hospital now." ”

She shook her head, "No, sit down and have a drink?"

Zhang Xiaojian estimated that she should be his neighbor, since they all met here at such a late hour, it was nothing to sit down and drink, so it was not good to continue singing as if no one was around.

Sitting beside her, a faint body fragrance penetrated Zhang Xiaojian's nostrils.

Belch?

Shouldn't it smell like alcohol?

Zhang Xiaojian hurriedly interrupted his fantasy of continuing to extend, and asked in wonder, "What do I drink?"

She handed the half-drunk wine bottle in her hand to Zhang Xiaojian: "Drink this, don't dislike me, right?"

Zhang Xiaojian took the wine bottle, shook the amber wine inside, saw the logo XO, and then took a sip, choking on snot and tears.

She patted Zhang Xiaojian's back and said, "Drink it slowly, this wine is a bit strong." ”

Is this a bit strong?

Zhang Xiaojian, who has no habit of drinking foreign wine and has rarely drunk any foreign wine, feels a little ashamed.

When he finally recovered, he wiped his tears.

So the scene began to be silent.

Because the two really don't know each other, they don't know what to say.

Anyway, you take a sip, and I drank it for a while.

As if they wanted to break the silence, the two of them drank for ten minutes and then said in unison, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night to sing?"

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night drinking?"

After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

She still had a hard time seeing her face, so she let her hair cover her facial features and said: "The work pressure is a bit high, so relax and relax by yourself." ”

Zhang Xiaojian let out an 'oh' and gave his answer: "I've been really idle lately, come out and shout to relax and relax." ”

"You like to sing?"

Zhang Xiaojian frowned and said, "It's okay, I don't particularly like it." ”

She said seriously: "Your treble is very good, full and loud, it doesn't sound oppressive, but it also has penetrating power." ”

"Professionals?"

She shook her head: "Don't mention work, but I must warn you, don't scare the old man and old lady walking when you have nothing to say." ”

Zhang Xiaojian nodded: "Okay, then I won't sing here in the future, I'll go to KTV to sing." ”

"Where do you live?" she asked, pointing to the nearest cottage in Yishan.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and looked at a small villa a thousand meters away: "Where do you live?"

She also nodded: "Well, I don't come back often, and I've been on vacation recently, so it's rare to stay here for a while." ”

Zhang Xiaojian said inexplicably: "Then you are a rich man." ”

She was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, aren't you?" She didn't understand why Zhang Xiaojian asked this question, because the people who lived here, that family was not rich?

Zhang Xiaojian came back to his senses: "I also have money, the kind that is very rich..."

After hearing this, she smiled: "Drink." ”

"Drinking. ”

The two took turns picking up XO's bottle and drinking it until they bottomed out, then parted ways, neither asking for each other's names.

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Early the next morning, Zhang Xiaojian, who had a splitting headache, woke up early.

Thinking of the drinking with the woman in white last night, I only feel a cool breeze behind me.

Fortunately, the second aunt's breakfast brought him back to life in time, washed up simply, opened his own little orange, and when he went out, Zhang Xiaojian looked at the small villa thousands of kilometers away, thinking that there were people living there?...

As soon as this idea came up, he hurriedly kicked the accelerator and drove to the second courtyard.

Today is the third day that Poplar and Gao Qingsong have been admitted to the hospital.

In fact, the two of them have long been fine, and they can move freely.

It's just that because of the injury on his face, it's not easy to go out or go home, anyway, someone is responsible for the hospitalization fee in the hospital, so they discussed it and discussed it, and they were roommates for a few days.

Early in the morning, the school children came again.

All kinds of jokes emerged one after another, and of course, laughter could not be suppressed into the corridor.

As soon as Zhang Xiaojian entered the house, he found that the two of them were living more nourishing than he imagined, and stayed until noon, and his chin was a little unclosed when he smiled, so he turned around and left.

The second aunt contacted the decoration company today to decorate her house, in order to prevent her from getting flowery, Zhang Xiaojian decided to say anything and intervene.

After talking with the people from the renovation company, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Xiaojian drove to the singing bar again, and was greeted by Shi Jin's smile.

Of course Shi Jin has reason to laugh, last night's sales were almost close to the usual week, and with Zhang Xiaojian, a god, he handed the wine to the table as if he didn't want money.

The two met and discussed, but decided to sing for three hours today.

Of course, Shi Jin wanted to sell this face, and asked Gao Qingsong when he was ready, Zhang Xiaojian didn't mention the hospital, and casually perfunctory.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Wan'er took Su Yu to the bar on time.

Su Yu knew what Zhang Xiaojian was singing about, and as soon as she sat down and looked at Zhang Xiaojian who was leaning on the barstool seriously, she couldn't hold back her laughter.

Wang Wan'er, as Zhang Xiaojian's first fan, of course chose to support Zhang Xiaojian, and even brought a silver light stick, told the waiter to turn off the lights, and said seriously: "It's all dark to listen to the song." ”

“……”

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the only table of guests in the bar, who was still his friend, and decided that he must be ashamed, and said to Gu Jiahan: "Let's love a song first." ”

Gu Jiahan's eyes widened: "Brother Xiaojian, let's still have yesterday's song list, this song is too high." The implication is that customers will not come in when they come to the door and hear the singing inside.

Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand: "Don't worry, my brother has been reborn." ”

Gu Jiahan was skeptical, but still ordered the band to start playing.

As soon as Zhang Xiaojian took the microphone, he began to sing this love song of the bad street with deep affection...

Four minutes later, under the shocked eyes of the band and Wang Wan'er and Su Yu in the audience, Zhang Xiaojian ended his singing.

And the reason why they were shocked was not because of how well Zhang Xiaojian sang, but because they found that Zhang Xiaojian's bass was extremely bad, but the treble was in tune and the sound quality was full, which sounded really shocking.

As everyone knows, Zhang Xiaojian has already regretted choosing the high note yesterday, and he realized that he is too tired to sing the high note.

For the sake of his own life, he asked: "Jiahan, do we have an oxygen cylinder in the bar, I am a little short of oxygen." ”