The yellow-haired young man did not turn his head away because of the bald youth's attitude, and in order to confirm his guess, the yellow-haired young man had forgotten his impulsive and fiery temper.

"Are you like me, a voice pops up in your head, tell you to get out and slap yourself?"

The yellow-haired young man asked in a tentative whisper.

This time, the bald young man's attitude changed, and he looked at the yellow-haired young man with a difficult look and said, "Are you too?"

"Hmm!"

The yellow-haired young man nodded, and his heart became more and more frightened.

What does this mean that happens not only to oneself, but also to others?

This shows that his guess is right, there really is something strange in this nightclub.

The thought of what he had provoked was terrifying, and the yellow-haired young man was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything else.

slapped himself frantically, for fear that the slap would be light and make that weird unhappy.

……

When Li Dayong started, he was quite happy, and it felt very good to be touted by others, but soon Li Dayong found that Lin Pengfei's attention was on the dance floor, and he didn't listen to what they said at all, and he suddenly felt bored.

What I said here is so energetic, people don't even listen to it, and they show off a fart!

Li Dayong has no interest in talking!

This Lin Pengfei didn't even take the bait, Li Dayong had a headache!

Is the temptation not big enough to add chips, or does he feel that he can't take it seriously?

Just as Li Dayong was thinking about how to persuade Lin Peng to fly into his company, a powerful song ended, and Lin Jiajia and the others also came down from the dance floor.

They were very lucky, with Lin Pengfei escorting them in secret, they were not taken advantage of.

As soon as Lin Jiajia came over, she sat directly beside Lin Pengfei.

Lin Pengfei looked at her and smiled, and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It's exciting, but there are a lot of people, some can't let go, and some are nervous!"

Lin Jiajia gasped slightly.

This is the first time Lin Jiajia has come to a nightclub to play, and it is also the first time to dance on such a stage.

It's a dance, but it's actually a way to twist your body, and it's a very interesting feeling.

"It's okay, just dance a few more times, become a singer in the future, start singing, there will be more of this person, you have to get used to it slowly. ”

Lin Pengfei said with a smile.

Lin Jiajia is good at everything, but she is a little less courageous.

Of course, this is partly the reason for Lin Pengfei, because he is worried that Lin Jiajia will be deceived or meet bad people.

Lin Pengfei often instilled in Lin Jiajia the sinister concept of the world, so that Lin Jiajia couldn't believe others, and she was afraid of strangers, which became a heart disease.

"Uncle, I'...... I'm still a student!"

Lin Jiajia blushed and said in a low voice.

I'm not a singer yet, the singer is still far away from me, it's all about the concert, it's okay to talk about it at home, but in front of so many classmates, how embarrassing!

If you don't become a star, won't you be laughed at to death!

"Have confidence in yourself, uncle said that if you can become a singer, you can become a singer!"

Lin Pengfei said confidently.

With Lin Pengfei's current strength, there is no problem at all in praising Lin Jiajia as a singer and becoming a popular star.

Not to mention the contacts and financial resources accumulated in the past three years, Lin Pengfei has drawn dozens of songs, each of which is a very classic song.

A song can make a singer famous, these dozens of songs, if Lin Jiajia is not popular, Lin Pengfei will find a piece of tofu to commit suicide.

"That's right, Jiajia, you are so beautiful, you will definitely become a star!"

"That's it, you can eat with your face, if I had you so beautiful, I would become a star, and what kind of conservatory would I study, as long as I posted a few photos on the Internet, I would be popular. ”

"Jiajia, you are so beautiful, what is the secret?"

Several girls also said.

They are really envious of Lin Jiajia, that skin, that face, and that figure are really good.

They are also girls, they have a good family background, and they have always known how to take care of their skin, but compared with Lin Jiajia, it is simply the gap between Haoyue and candlelight!

Lin Jiajia's perfect skin, but the girls of the entire Modu Conservatory of Music are envious and jealous.

"I ......"

Lin Jiajia didn't know how to answer this question.

In the past, Lin Jiajia's skin was not so perfect, but in the past two or three years, her skin has gradually become so perfect.

This situation is not natural, but there is a reason, and this reason has something to do with the rice planted by the uncle.

In the past three years, the rice I eat is all rice grown by my uncle.

Even if he was studying at school, his uncle would send a few catties of rice to school every week, so that he could use a lunch box to steam rice to eat.

The uncle said that this rice is very precious, and it can't be bought with money, so don't waste it.

In order to be able to steam rice, the uncle also gave the canteen proprietress 5,000 yuan a year, that is, to help steam rice twice a day.

Since eating the rice cooking, the skin on my body has become more and more crystal clear, very smooth and elastic.

It's very comfortable to the touch, don't talk about others, even Lin Jiajia herself is in love with her skin.

Not only is the skin getting better and better, but the body is also getting better and better, in the three years of high school, Lin Jiajia was stunned and didn't have a cold, and her complexion was ruddy every day, which was very good.

is really much better, let's take this military training, after a day of training, others are as tired as dogs, but Lin Jiajia is still energetic and doesn't feel tired.

It's uncomfortable to be exposed to the sun.

Of course, it's not just me who has improved my skin, there are also Sister Zhang Bei, Wu Lili, and of course, uncle.

Especially Sister Zhang Bei, who is almost thirty years old, her skin is more tender than that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

If Sister Zhang Bei is more mature and says that she is seventeen or eighteen years old, I think someone believes it.

It's a pity that the amount of that special rice is too small, and the yield of just one cent of land is not enough to eat.

Of course, these are all secrets, only myself, my uncle, and Sister Zhang Bei know, and even Wu Lili doesn't know.

Because she stayed in the village for a year, she was taken back to school by her family, and now she is studying abroad!

"It's nothing, our Jiajia is naturally beautiful, don't talk about this, let's talk about something else!"

Knowing that Lin Jiajia didn't know how to panic, Lin Pengfei said it for her.

It's a pity that this "Heavenly Rice" is difficult to be lottery rice, in three years, hundreds of lotteries, Lin Pengfei has drawn five times, each time there are only a hundred, at most only one minute a day, hundreds of catties of yield, not enough to eat!

Lin Pengfei also thought about using the rice seedlings of the Heavenly Realm rice he planted, but he was unsuccessful.

Changing the topic, ordering wine and fruit plates, talking and laughing, Lin Pengfei gradually regained the feeling of being young.