In the mini private room of KTV, the two girls were holding microphones, but they did not sing. The ordering booth was paused, and there was silence in the private room.

After being silent for a long time, Han Yixuan asked tentatively, "Aren't you a student?" ”

It stands to reason that he can't reveal too much true information in front of the enemy, but Pei Ningle really doesn't have much confidence in his lying skills.

So she replied, "Not now, I didn't go to college." ”

Han Yixuan: "Then are you a professional singer?" ”

Pei Ningle: "It should be regarded as a professional singer, I don't have any other ...... except for singing in bars."

Hearing this, Han Yixuan finally determined that his previous prediction of the enemy situation might be outrageously wrong - of course, provided that this 'Xiaole' did not lie. But if you think about it, she doesn't seem to have a reason to pretend to be poor, right?

In fact, Han Yixuan still has more questions that need to be answered, but she understands that she can't be too eager, otherwise it will be bad to arouse the vigilance of the enemy.

So after Pei Ningle sang another song, Han Yixuan asked casually, "Which bar are you singing in?" Can I go check it out? ”

Pei Ningle hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "It's in the king's ...... Uh, no, next to the telecom technology university......"

Han Yixuan's expression remained unchanged, but she sneered in her heart - there is no doubt that what 'Xiaole' wanted to say just now must be 'right next to Wang Heng's school' or something, but he only remembered when the words came to his lips, and he shouldn't mention Wang Heng's name. At least on the surface, the 'friendship' formed by a chance encounter in the classroom of the University of Finance should have nothing to do with a boy.

After a pause, Pei Ningle continued: "But there may be no way today, are you free next weekend?" It should be possible to ...... next weekend"

Han Yixuan happily replied: "Okay, I'm looking forward to Xiaole's performance!" ”

On the word 'performance', she subconsciously made it a little heavier.

Pei Ningle touched the back of his head, pointed to the singing platform and said, "Xiaoxuan, it's time for you to sing the next song." ”

"Okay...... But I sing farther than you. ”

The song ordered by Han Yixuan is a classic "New Love". And when she opened her mouth to sing, Pei Ningle finally determined that what she said was really not modest.

The bass at the beginning can't go down, and the high note of the chorus can't go up, and it's out of tune almost the whole time, running out of its own unique style.

After singing a song, Pei Ningle couldn't help but say: "Xiaoxuan, you can't use your voice to sing, you have to use dantian." ”

"Dantian?" Han Yixuan pressed down the pause, looked back at her, and was a little puzzled, "Where is the dantian?" ”

Pei Ningle touched his little belly: "This is it...... Eh, I can't tell, anyway, breath is a very important basic skill. If the breath is not right, the way of vocalization is wrong, it hurts the throat. ”

Han Yixuan asked curiously, "Xiaole, have you ever studied?" ”

Pei Ningle thought for a while and explained: "I don't have the conditions to apply for a vocal class, but there used to be a vocal teacher next door to my house. She was very nice and taught me some basic skills without charging tuition......"

The music in the box stopped again, and the two girls began to chat.

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In the evening, after a dinner, the pleasant shopping between the 'girlfriends' ended. The two girls parted at the entrance of the mall, one went back to the dormitory of Choida, and the other went back to the bar.

Pei Ningle's working hours are almost up.

The girl found the bar owner in the lounge next to the back kitchen, and said, "Brother Tao, can our deceitful plan be over?" ”

Yan Zitao was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "How many times have I said it, this is not called a lie, it's just a normal business marketing strategy......"

Pei Ningle shook his head: "No matter what it is, it's already recruited a lot of students from the school these days, right?" I think that's pretty much enough. ”

Yan Zitao observed the girl's expression and asked, "Is something wrong?" ”

Pei Ningle: "I'm a little uneasy to make money like this, and my friends will come soon, I don't want her to see ......"

Yan Zitao suddenly understood, it turned out that the problem was the girl's 'friend'. He thought for a moment, trying to convince him by presenting his interests:

"Just these days, you and your brother get three or four times the salary of your resident singer. If you end this marketing plan, you won't have the money. ”

Pei Ningle nodded without hesitation: "It's okay, the salary for the resident singer is enough." ”

Seeing her so resolute, Yan Zitao couldn't help but be a little entangled.

If you think about it, there seem to be fewer students coming with that leaflet these days than before, and among those college students, there are dozens of people who have applied for membership cards, and from the perspective of expulsion customers, the effect seems to be about the same......

So Yan Zitao said helplessly: "Then according to what you said, this event is over." I won't be handing out that flyer from tomorrow. But tonight's guests are still waiting for you, so let's get ready to take the stage. ”

Pei Ningle smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Brother Tao." ”

Walking out of the lounge, the girl suddenly found that she seemed to be more assertive than she imagined - she decided to end the marketing plan of 'Looking for Brother' without consulting Wang Heng. But when you think about it, it seems a bit too reckless?

After all, this remuneration is also half of Wang Heng's, but he was not consulted at the end.

Pei Ningle suddenly felt a little apprehensive, walked to the corner, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, that...... I just told Brother Tao at the bar that I won't do that deceptive promotion in the future, so our income ...... Hmm, is it okay? ”

In the middle of the night, the phone hung up, and the girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Heng on the other end of the phone didn't blame her at all, only said, "It's just a little money, it's okay." However, after breathing a sigh of relief, Pei Ningle couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Listening to Wang Heng's tone, thousands of yuan are small money, as long as you make a name for yourself on the Internet, some are money. But why is he so confident in himself? How can he be so sure that he will become famous in the future?

Or is it not faith, but because of ...... Does he like me?

Thinking of this, Pei Ningle was inexplicably a little happy.

The investigation of Han Yixuan these days, as well as the observation of Wang Heng, made her very sure that the 'girlfriend' in Wang Heng's mouth was just a shield. Although I don't quite understand why Wang Heng used this excuse to block the peach blossom luck, as long as he has a good impression of himself, it means that the road ahead is bright and he has a chance of winning.

The girl thought happily, went to the back of the counter, and said to the waitress in charge of the accompaniment, "I want to change today's song list." Put on a ...... Honey, curl eyelashes, when you, Aurora, big city and little love. ”

Waiter: "It's all sweet songs, don't you like this?" ”

The girl smiled: "It's not bad to change your style once in a while." ”

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