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S Show Bar, a membership-only nightclub, has customers who are dignitaries, and every woman who works in it is as beautiful as a fairy. The backstage of this bar is very hard, and the owner is a young and handsome rich third generation.

Yang Xiali is a resident singer in this bar, and she invited Tang Xueshan to come to the scene and come out to gather by the way. After graduating from high school, Tang Xueshan went to Japan to study for five years.

The spotlight hit the stage, and dry ice slowly rose under Yang Xiali's feet, as if coming from the clouds and fog.

She was wearing a white bandeau dress, the retro pattern on the chest was classical, and the design of the floor-length skirt made her more elegant. She is full of fairy spirit, and her singing voice is ethereal and gentle, which makes people intoxicated.

After Yang Xiali sang a pop song to warm up, the highlight of the show, metal rock music, began to appear.

Tang Xueshan began to feel a little dizzy when she heard the noisy drum kit, and escaped too close to the stage with a wine glass, and came to the corner of the bar to sit down.

In the midst of the deafening rock music, she suddenly felt that this corner was quiet.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his eyes that were dizzy from the light, he found Song Baichen sitting on the sofa not far away.

Tang Xueshan looked at it for a while, his bewitching face made people feel superior. With a wild high ponytail and a round earring on the earlobe, it has a rock 'n' roll feel.

He held a cigarette between his slender fingertips, which burned silently, and he was occasionally seen taking a few puffs.

A woman in a bright red ultra-tight leather skirt walked towards him, looking like a slow-moving vase from a distance, everyone was attracted by her maverick fashion, she was the popular female star Liu Yaxi.

As soon as Liu Yaxi saw Song Baichen, he greeted him, wrapped his arms around him, and charmingly leaned up to ask for a kiss.

Tang Xueshan and Song Baichen glanced at each other, and she immediately looked away stupidly.

Song Baichen sat down next to her quietly, and chuckled, like a clear spring, "How is it alone?"

Tang Xueshan held a cocktail in her hand and raised her chin in the direction of the stage, "The one on the stage came together." ”

Song Baichen looked at the stage, nodded, and turned his head to watch the performance on the stage intently. He was very interested in this kind of rock music, screaming when he should scream, applauding when he should clap, and his blood boiled suddenly.

Yang Xiali, who changed into a hip-hop costume on the stage, sang very highly, and had already begun to get off the stage to pull people up to sing with her. She has always been so warm and generous, like a sunflower blooming in summer.

She pulled up the person, the five tones were incomplete, and he sang incomprehensibly, and the audience below laughed countless times. The atmosphere of the whole bar was extremely boiling, and Yang Xiali stepped down for the second time to pull people and went straight to the direction of Tang Xueshan.

Tang Xueshan was frightened and watched her rush over, but instead of facing herself, she grabbed Song Baichen's arm and dragged him to the stage.

His eyes were clear and calm, without the slightest feeling of stage fright, and his smile was as dazzling as the sun.

Song Baichen in the center of the stage has a very sunny temperament, and he is really defenseless in the face of such a male god, and the female audience below has become his little fan sister, screaming wildly.

Song Baichen has an extremely beautiful voice, and his voice is clear and translucent, giving people a gentle and touching feeling.

When he finished singing, the audience cheered.

He bowed to the people below the stage and walked off the stage.

When Song Baichen approached, Tang Xueshan sincerely admired, "Who is your music gene, I have to admit that you sing so well." ”

"It's not clear, no one in our family works in music. Song Baichen took the wine glass and drank it all, and at that moment, there was something very sad but warm in his expression.

"Why don't you want to be a singer? I think you have the potential to be a singer. ”

"I don't have the freedom to choose a job, I go home after graduation to take over, and if I don't take over, my father will say that I am unfaithful and unfilial, and people outside will also say that I am unproductive. A helpless smile appeared on his face.

"Definitely. Tang Xueshan laughed, her cheeks revealing beautifully shaped dimples.

Song Baichen squeezed onto the stage, writhing and dancing, and threw a lot of self-righteous eyes at the beauties on the dance floor, who were fascinated.

After Yang Xiali's performance, she came to Tang Xueshan's side and asked the bartender for a cocktail.

With their glasses in hand, the two of them went to the bar terrace to find an empty seat to sit down face to face, and the place was quiet and suitable for chatting.

Yang Xiali grinned, "Are you familiar with our boss?"

Tang Xueshan stretched out her hand and stroked her bangs that were blown by the wind, "Song Baichen is the owner of this bar?"

"Yes, this is a bar owned by the Star Group. ”

"When I first returned to China, I went to Xingchen Group for an interview, and he was the interviewer. ”

"Do you still need to find a job?"

"The reason why I want to go to work in Xingchen Group is because I have a secret curiosity that makes me want to know what my younger brother who is related to Jiang Yimo is like. ”

"And what about the interview?"

The corners of Tang Xueshan's mouth twitched, and she said sullenly, "I didn't pass." ”

"Like you, who has both style and style, talent and appearance, temperament and aura, but I didn't apply. Yang Xiali took a sip of wine and scolded unceremoniously, "The boss's eyes are absolutely blind." ”

Tang Xueshan pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "He said that my zodiac sign and zodiac are not compatible with him." ”

Yang Xiali laughed unkindly, "Why doesn't this boss play cards according to the routine, and finding an employee is more verbose than looking for a wife." After a pause, she then asked, "Have you ever had a boyfriend after all these years in Japan?"

Tang Xueshan smiled slightly, "No, I didn't meet the right one." ”

There are many people who pursue Tang Xueshan, but she can't get any of them. Yang Xiali pondered for a while and felt that there was only one explanation, that is, she had not yet come out of the shadow of breaking up with her first love.

At about two o'clock in the morning, Tang Xueshan came out of the bar, dizzy from drinking.

A black sedan of great value stopped not far away, and then a woman staggered out of the car, although there was only one back, it was not difficult to see the slender figure of the other party wrapped under a brand-name coat.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Tang Xueshan's pupils shrank suddenly, and she stared at the man who got out of the car in disbelief.

The man was quite slender, wrapped in a somewhat wide black coat, the light was not actually bright, even a little dim, but Tang Xueshan still recognized him at a glance.

The cells in her body boiled, and she desperately wanted to call out the man's name, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't make any sound.

Her feet were pinned to the spot, and she could only stare at the man tightly, not daring to take her eyes off, for fear that in the blink of an eye, everything in front of her would be a phantom.

Jiang Yimo lowered his eyebrows, and in the dim light, it was impossible to see his expression clearly. He held the drunk woman and gently patted her on the back.

He stopped suddenly, and suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Xueshan behind him as if he had telepathy.

"Husband, who did you see?" came a woman's sweet voice from inside the car, and you didn't have to guess who it was.

That "husband" was like a fine needle, piercing Tang Xueshan's heart, painful and bloodless.

Jiang Yimo didn't answer, he stood up straight, his eyes kept looking at Tang Xueshan, and he didn't say a word.

"Momo, you carry me in, I can't walk. The drunken woman dragged his hand and coquettishly after vomiting on the side of the road.

Jiang Yimo's figure moved, he turned around, turned his back to Tang Xueshan, and went to help the woman who was squatting on the ground and vomiting into the car.

He got into the car, and the car moved and drove onto the main road.

The last time Tang Xueshan saw Jiang Yimo was when she was a freshman in Tokyo. The classroom shook very much, and under the command of the teacher, everyone evacuated to the playground in an orderly manner. Due to the frequent earthquakes, Japanese people are relatively calm.

It was the first time in her life that she experienced an earthquake, and she was so scared that she cried, thinking she was going to die. She wanted to see him right away, so she bought a ticket to the United States the next day.

It was the depths of winter, and it was snowing heavily, and the whole city was icy and snowy. She came to his school and watched him from afar. She wanted to go over to say hello, but Lin Jinyu took the first step and grabbed his arm, smiling sweetly, and she returned to Tokyo in a gloomy mood.

The wind at night suddenly became cold, and Tang Xueshan wrapped her coat tightly, not warm enough, far from enough. She only felt a little cold on her face, and when she raised her hand to wipe it, she realized that there were tears running through her.

Love is really not a good thing, and once you get it, you will become fragile and become a crybaby.