A clean and tidy white shirt, a black Western-style dress on the outside, a golden nameplate pinned to the chest, and a handsome face, standing in the splendid hospitality hall and being busy, commanding with headphones, this is definitely the style of a high-end and high-grade manager, right?

Well, this is just a picture that Ling Xing made up in his mind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Where she is now, the multicolored lights blinded the eyes. There was a lot of noise around, and there was a very long bar filled with all kinds of men and women.

Surrounded by some spacious leather sofas, some of them shirtless with horrible tattoos on their bodies, smoke and mist around their mouths. There were men and women accompanying the wine next to him, and they were all carefully dealing with the guests.

It's a very noisy and bustling bar, with hot music and people on the dance floor shaking their heads. In this bar, killing Matt is not the mainstream, and there is a mixture of three religions and nine streams.

And Ling Xing is now one of the many waiters in this bar. Ling Xing, a gender-neutral name that can be called by both men and women, is 16 years old this year, is a senior high school student, and is still considered a child laborer, but he has found a part-time job here.

She just does some work of serving tea and pouring water, don't think of her as such an unlearned person, just doing some part-time work, like RBQ? Sorry, that's thinking too much.

Sixteen years old is a wonderful age, according to the routine, shouldn't it be to sit in a spacious and bright classroom during the day and study, and at night to study with a lamp and oil? In addition to going to school, her original side job was to write campus novels on the Internet, that is, Miss Underworld and the like.

It's not bad, and after being signed by the editor, it's put on the shelves again to make some life-saving money. But recently, the number of subscriptions has dropped sharply, and readers left messages telling me that some scenes of spending time and drinking are too fake and too watery, and they are all routines that no one likes to watch, so in order to save his life, Qian Lingxing had to hold his arm and go to the sea to experience the material in person.

This bar is a good choice because of the mixed fish and low application requirements. Besides, it's close to her school, so it's easy to come over after class to finish your homework. Hey, the student party can't afford to hurt!

By the way, Ling Xing's family background is quite solid, but her parents divorced when she was just born, and later her mother took her to start a little abnormal, so she had to wait for her to graduate as an adult and send her to Thailand for a "small" operation at the age of eighteen, forcing her to save money to save her life at a young age.

Ling Xing's key high school is a private boarding system, but her mother also rented a small apartment for her outside to support her in saving money. My mother said to Ling Xing so kindly: "Child, leave you some hope, then you will know the hardships of making money, and come back to be your mother's son with peace of mind after suffering a little!"

That's right, Ling Xing has white skin, delicate facial features, and a pair of big watery eyes that can sprout at anyone. She has short black hair and is one meter six or seven tall, but the problem is that she is a girl! Hey, although it is said that her chest is still an airport...... No one can stop a girl's love for beauty!

The tragic Ling Xing has never worn a skirt since he was a child, and the cute headband hairpins have always been short haired, do you need that kind of thing? The clothes are very fashionable and acceptable, but the problem is that they are all men's clothes! There are no exquisite accessories, cute toys, but several toy guns, knives, guns, clubs, and eighteen kinds of weapons.

Although Ling Xing's stomach hurts, she also has to accept such a reality, fortunately, she can still win a gender maintenance fee of 30,000 yuan a year, which is the legendary "life-saving money". If she can pay it every year, and when she graduates, her mother can promise her not to give her a plane ticket to Thailand, after all, people still want to be a beautiful girl instead of a big rough old man in the future!

Of course, this test will not be so simple, except for the rent, Ling Xing will not get any other money. Her daily expenses also depend on her own hard hands, living in such a high price around her, thinking about her daily expenses makes her feel like she wants to go to heaven. Ling Xing's mother also has a good reason: Anyway, you will definitely become a son, do you understand that the boy has to be poor?

What else can I say? What else can I say? Ling Xing wanted to cry and accepted this setting without tears, otherwise what else could he do? If he provoked his mother, he would have to stab him a few times now, but he really couldn't find a place to cry.

Therefore, those current readers are Ling Xing's food and clothing parents, and she had to wear men's clothes to this bar in order to have a higher number of subscriptions. Some people will ask why they don't change back into women's clothes when they are alone? Nonsense, boys in such a dangerous gray area must be a little safer than girls, and besides, how can they have the money to buy clothes?

"Sir, you ordered Vodka. Ling Xing took the bottle opener and opened a bottle and put it in front of a table of guests. All of them wear earrings and nose rings, and they are not good people at first glance.

One of them was drunk, red-faced, drunk, and there he was talking loudly, and the others were nodding their heads, and it was evident that this man was the eldest of them.

"Hey, boy, come here!" the eldest brother suddenly pointed at Ling Xing.

"Guest, is there anything I can help you with?" Ling Xing asked with a slight bow, holding back the disgust in his heart.

"You kid is shameless, the eldest brother called you over!" A dog-legged scolded and scolded, and pushed and shoved the ground when he came up, how could a little girl in Ling Xing have so much strength? After a few clicks, she was pushed down on the edge of the eldest brother's seat.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a delicate boy, come on, come on, drink with me!" as he spoke, the eldest brother grabbed me and brought his used wine glass to my mouth.

"Let go of me!" Ling Xing struggled hard, "If you want to find someone who is in charge of reception, I'm just a waiter!"

The movement was quickly noticed by the people around her, but most of them wanted to watch a good show, and even her colleagues were indifferent. It's good that this kind of place can protect itself, who cares about that superfluous idle business?

Besides, some people are still rushing to get on this kind of thing, after all, the tip you will be given in the future can be worth half a month's salary, who can't get along with money?

"What's the matter, Lao Tzu likes a pure little student like you. The eldest brother leaned into Ling Xing's ear and said, a thick nausea pungent smell came out of his mouth.

His little brother is still cheering on the sidelines, shouting that the eldest brother is optimistic about you or something. Even through several layers of clothes, Ling Xing could feel a hot salty pig hand groping around on his body, gradually moving under his body.

Ling Xing struggled, but his arms were completely imprisoned by him and he couldn't move. Is his innocence going to be lost like this today?

The eldest brother's hand finally touched the bottom, and just as Ling Xing closed his eyes and prepared to meet the tragic fate that followed, that hand suddenly stopped. After the eldest brother touched it twice in disbelief, his face changed, and he scolded angrily in a low voice: "Damn, it's a girl!"

"Huh?"

The eldest brother retracted his hand stupidly, do you still want to be grateful to him because he is a pervert? Ling Xing thought to herself, this is a bit too heavy, isn't it? Now everything on the road has become like this? She thought wildly in danger, but her crisis was not resolved.

Because his little brother learned that Ling Xing was his daughter, his eyes lit up, and his mouth let out a hehehe laugh. Is this a way out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den?

It was at this time that a fairy-like girl appeared. It was Ling Xing's long-cherished waist-length hair, tied up with sky-blue spotted rabbit ear-shaped headbands on the sides, wearing a white pleated dress, black over-the-knee stockings on her legs, and brown and yellow princess boots on her feet.

She is like a dazzling light that illuminates all the darkness here. But this dress, if you have it, you can dream about it, referred to as dreams. Gender women themselves may not be able to keep it, dress up or something, or stay away from themselves.

I saw her scream: "Let go of that little piece of fresh meat!" At that time, Ling Xing was really moved, and tears were about to fall, of course, when Ling Xing didn't know the true face of the little witch.

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Ye Zidie is the pearl of the Ye Consortium in Tianhe City, born with a golden key since he was a child, although it looks very glamorous to outsiders, but how can the unhappiness be known by others?

Her home is in the best part of Tianhe City, but her father often travels away for business. She spent most of her childhood with the family's maids. And according to her dadby, she used to have a really good mommy, but the two divorced when they were very young.

Whenever her dad was at home, she always pestered him to tell her her mommy's story. But whenever it comes to why the two of them are separated, Ye Zidie doesn't dare to ask anymore when she sees her father's sad melancholy.

In the huge empty room, Ye Zidie leaned over the balcony and looked into the distance, all of which belonged to her villa at a glance, and only the fiery red clouds reflected her face.

"Miss, it's getting late, it's time to go back to the room. ”

I don't know when, the housekeeper quietly stood behind Ye Zidie.

"Prepare, I'm going out today. The girl said lightly.

"Yes, I will command it. The housekeeper apologized and retreated.

"Hurry up, Miss lost it again. Ah Jin, the bodyguard in a black suit, was sweating profusely. I couldn't help but secretly slander myself that I hadn't had a day of peace since I was hired by the Ye family. The reason is that the eldest lady is too happy.

Every time she goes out to play, she always likes to run around alone, causing their brothers to circle around Ye Zidie every day, what if something goes wrong?

"Big brother, what should you do?" asked Ah Tie panting.

"Stupid!" Ah Jin rewarded Ah Tie with a violent shudder, "Don't hurry up and keep up!"

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

The three big men chased after him in a hurry.

"Hehe, what a few stupid melons! Miss Ben tricked them with a little trick!" Ye Zidie smiled, and with a light step, pushed open the door of the bar.

She really hadn't been to this kind of smoky miasma before, although she used to run around, but the bodyguards around her would still try their best to keep her away from the land of right and wrong. And now that she is sixteen years old, her father had told the housekeeper to take care of her more easily when he came back, and she flickered, so she broke free from the protection of those big men and ran into the bar alone.

The colorful world allowed Ye Zidie to see a scene that she had never seen before.

But when her gaze turned in one direction, her eyes instantly glazed. Killing Matt, who has tattoos on his arms and a flirtatious smile on his face, is not a good person at first glance. And in front of them, it seems that the bald head of the leader is entangled with a young waiter, and it seems to be very troubled to see him struggling, right?

From this angle, Ye Zidie could see his side face, and there seemed to be an inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if they should have been together.

Plop, plop. The heart was beating violently. How do you say that? There is a sense of familiarity and unconsciously wanting to be close. But Ye Zidie could be sure that she had never seen such a number one person since she could remember.

Help him!, the inner voice told her.

Holding his breath and sinking into the dantian, Ye Zidie took a posture and shouted, "Let go of that little piece of fresh meat!"