"Tell me about our past, okay?"

I talked to her a lot until I heard her snoring softly. Of course, I always remember Colonel Lee's warning not to tell her anything about secrets until she returns to the army.www.biquge.info

The next day, I went from person to person to pay back the money and express my gratitude. I wanted to convey his gratitude to Sister Juicy. But she asked me, "Why don't you go yourself?" They've lent you all the money from their first month's performances! ”

I told her that I just thought she had borrowed the money for me. It's better for her to say it.

"But you know what? Sakura is injured. She said.

I was taken aback, "What's going on?" Where is the injury? ”

"Her leg is broken."

I chuckled inwardly. When I heard the story of a broken leg, the first thing that came to my mind was an amputation like Luxue's.

sensed my anomaly, "It's not what you think, it's a broken bone." Now with a plaster, I can't perform on stage for at least half a year. I don't know if I will be able to dance in the future. ”

I immediately went to the orthopedic hospital with. Sakura was lying on the hospital bed, described as slightly haggard. Her mother had come from out of town to accompany her. She actually looks a lot like Sakura, but there are too many traces of time on her face.

After a while, apples, oranges, peaches, and berries came together. They had just finished rehearsals and were wearing the same little blue suits, but they were still wearing different styles and colors of pants as they had when they first performed at our place.

I asked about Sakura's injury. They, including Sakura herself, were silent. Sakura's mother whispered, "You shouldn't have gone to that place." But looking at the ugly faces of several girls, he didn't say anything more.

"Sister Sakura was injured while performing at the Yue'er Bar." said.

I know this month. It's right on the way from our school to the art college. It's not exactly a bar, it's not "Bar" but "Club" on the sign. I didn't find it strange that the Juicy sisters went to the bar to perform.

In fact, every club on that street has art school students doing cheap gigs. They often use it as the starting point of their acting careers.

But how high can the stage be there, how can you break your leg?

They only told me one result, but they were very secretive about how it happened.

I returned Sakura's 2,000 yuan and took another 2,000 as condolence money. Sakura began to decline. But despite my repeated insistence, her mother accepted the money and thanked me again and again.

I don't feel good. It's not just because of the pain Sakura suffered. Just two thousand dollars, is it worth her mother's gratitude? But didn't Sakura just earn two thousand dollars and fall like this? The eldest sister is not wrong to blame me. How hard is their money to come by, how can I just go and borrow thousands of dollars from them?

In the evening, they also have performances. I said to, "Let's go and cheer!" I'm in for a treat. ”

They don't seem to appreciate it. Tao said nonchalantly: "That place is not the place where a noble son like you should go." ”

"What noble son?" I couldn't help but laugh. I really haven't been to a bar. That's because I'm more homely, and I'm not interested in it at all. Like my brother, at my age, I'm afraid I don't go out and go to this kind of place a lot. It's just that the grade may be a little more advanced.

So I ignored their words and still followed them to the Yue'er Bar.

The front of Yue'er Bar is not large, but the area inside is not small. I don't know what exactly the inside of a bar is supposed to look like. But it gives me a rather bad overall feeling.

The stage was just one step above the ground. It's fine if it's a solo singer, but for a singing and dancing group like Juicy, it's too crowded. Less than three meters from the edge of the stage is the customer's seat, which can be said to be almost zero distance. To be honest, it's a lot worse than what we have in the center.

and I picked a seat near the stage, ordered some coffee and began to taste it slowly. Juicy, on the other hand, changed his trousers and went on the court in a blue suit and hip-length shorts. Because the second lead singer Sakura was injured, her singing section was given to Orange. I found that the overall effect of the Juicy singing group without Sakura was not as good as before. Of the five, Sakura's voice is the most distinctive. She is their soul.

They were contracted to sing ten songs in two hours. There are also some interactive sessions in between. They walked into the midst of the customers, singing and dancing. Berry smiled at us and quickly passed us. Then he took the tip from the next table. As she passed the fourth table, a middle-aged man did not hand her the money, but stuffed it directly into her suit pocket, and then touched her leg.

I couldn't help but frown and turned my head. For the first time, I didn't like the Juicy sisters wearing such sexy clothes. sat quietly across from him and watched all of this, not making a sound. I let out a long breath. Maybe that's the life Juicy sisters are after, so why should I think about it?

When Berry returned, I had prepared two red tickets to hand to her. She smiled sweetly and bowed to me. In the dim flickering light, I suddenly saw a bruise at the base of her thigh. Hey? Was this something that existed?

In the blink of an eye, Apple, Peach, and Berry have all returned to the stage, and only Orange is still offstage.

Suddenly, I heard a rough voice.

"Chick, drink this!"

"I'm sorry, I can't drink this!" Orange said.

"MD, S girl, don't be embarrassed!"

I stood up.

Over there, a long-haired man dressed in white was pinching Orange's chin to pour a glass of mixed liquid into her mouth.

As far as I know, oranges can be drunk, and the amount of alcohol is not small. What the orange refuses to drink is certainly neither wine nor water......

Before me, the lobby manager had run to Orange and tried to pull the man in white away. "Fifth brother, why are you like this little girl."

"Flash!" He pushed the lobby manager away, "Little girl, do you drink or not?" ”

"Stop!" I dragged Orange past her.

"MD, you don't want to live anymore?" The man in white slapped him. Naturally, I couldn't let him fan, dodged his hand, and then kicked him in the lower abdomen, knocking him to the ground.

This stabbed the hornet's nest.

“WC-NMB！”

A group of people around stood up with a shout.

I was thinking that I would beat that guy up and beat him until he begged for mercy. But before I could get closer, two big men grabbed my arms and dragged me out of the lobby.

By the time I could react, I had been pushed into a small dark room and locked the door.