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"Biki, you're singing amazing. ”

When Al returned from the backstage to the dressing room after the weekly routine, the maids and attendants of Walleggerz stared at Al with sparkling eyes, especially the maids, with lustful eyes like hungry beasts staring at the most delicious food in the world.

"Biki, you sing so well, can I hug you?"

A beautiful maid suddenly jumped out, but Walleggerz's ordinary maid costume was worn by her with a different feeling, perhaps because she was too young and too slender.

As the saying goes, there is no ugly woman in the eighteen girls, and the handsome facial features and youthful invincible nature of such a beautiful maid are the kind of tender and delicious in the eyes of most men.

Of course, this makes no sense to Al.

"Thank you. ”

Al politely thanked him and quietly stepped back.

But the beautiful maid is not a reserved young lady, in fact, she is the newly recruited maid of Wallagradez, but her real family background is not bad, and not only is it not bad, but it is much better than most of Wallari's families, and the purpose of the girl's willingness to come to Wallalegez's work is not simple, but it is also very simple, that is, to have intimate contact with her idol Biki.

Seeing Al take a polite step back, the girl couldn't help but feel not the slightest discouragement, but as if encouraged.

She tiptoed slightly, and the whole person hugged Al lightly.

But Al already had a lot of experience with such things, and the boy's body took a light step to the left, avoiding the girl's body.

The girl threw herself into the air and lost her center in an instant, and was about to fall to the ground, when the white, bony hand that came out from behind grabbed her.

"Thank you. ”

The girl thanked her with a red face.

The sudden attack failed but was saved by the other party.,Avoid falling to the ground and making a big fool.,Of course, the girl can't dare to try to do something to the idol in her mind.。

Seeing that the other party was fine, Al smiled and let go of the other party and turned to leave.

For the girl behind her, it may be difficult to forget this incident in this life, because when she recalls this incident in the future, she will inevitably feel ashamed of her reckless impulsiveness and unreserved at the beginning, but the sweetness and surprise of being saved by her idol will often remind her of it.

But for Al, it's a trivial matter.

Ever since his debut from Walleggers, Al has attracted a lot of attention, some for his beautiful singing voice, others for his angelic looks, many girls admiring him, women looking at him with burning eyes, and many men with all kinds of strange interests.

It's not uncommon for such an El to be harassed.

If it weren't for the fact that Walleggers, a high-end clubhouse, has all kinds of strict rules and protections for employees, I don't know how many times Al would have been attacked by those crazy fans.

But even so, it is inevitable that those crazy fans will pass on their enthusiasm to Al in other ways, such as every Wednesday when Al comes to Walleggerz, his mailbox is filled with all kinds of strange letters.

In this world full of magic, gods, demons and monsters, whether it is the king of the empire or those in power, they are all powerful people, and singers who use their singing to entertain the public do not have much status, especially in the eyes of those who really have power, no matter how famous a singer is, I am afraid that it is just a beautiful instrument, a toy that will liven up the atmosphere.

Therefore, in these letters to Al, although there are many words of admiration and shyness of those innocent maidens, there are also many proud and even arrogant commanding tones, and those noble ladies of some status make a commanding appointment with Al to go to a luxurious hotel at a certain time, and what is even more strange is that some of the letters even carry several high-value imperial banknotes.

Although Al didn't know what would happen after he actually went to the place specified in the letters at the appointed time as the letters requested, his intuition told Al that it was definitely not a good thing, so Al ignored the requests or requests as a matter of course.

As for the high-value Imperial banknotes, since the letters did not have an address, Al had no way to return the money to its original owner, but to Walleggers.

Of course, even Wallaigers can't let Al completely avoid all the harassment, just like the situation just now, the so-called day and night defense, home thieves are difficult to prevent, if it is a maid or waiter who works in Walleggerz wants to do something to Al, it is too simple.

That kind of oncoming assault hug was very simple and easy for Al to deal with, and what really bothered Al was the inexplicable things.

For example, Al drank half of the water himself but turned around but was drunk by others, and after singing, the clothes he changed because he sweated too much were taken away by others in a blink of an eye, and the strangest and most impressive thing for Al was that he saw a waitress secretly licking the cup from which he had drunk water, and he still had an intoxicated expression on his face.

Al: "......"

If it weren't for the fact that he had been struggling for money since he came out, Al would have left this hellish place a long time ago, and sure enough, he was still shrouded in a cloak that made Al feel safe and at ease.

Packing up his things and putting on his cloak, Al left Walleggers through the back door.

As one of the most upscale clubhouses in Valari, Wallaleges occupies a vast area with many entrances and exits, so Al can leave calmly with his cloak on after each concert.

Al walked out of a relatively remote and narrow side door, which Barbara's manager had told him about, and because customers often left through it, Al would not be noticeable.

But as Al stepped out of the side door, which was almost two people tall and two people wide, the orange light of the streetlamp instantly enveloped him.

But the complete opposite of the warm street lights was a word that made Al's brisk mood instantly fall into coldness.

"It's finally time for you, my little Becky. ”

Al looked up and saw a tall, slightly plump figure standing in front of her, and behind her, about six or seven burly men stood beside her.

They were like a wall in front of Al, blocking Al's way home. (To be continued.) )