038 Confident Girl
Pei Ningle couldn't have imagined that Wang Heng went to the campus supermarket to buy an umbrella and a bottle of beer before meeting her.
There was not the slightest sign of rain, and it stands to reason that there was no need for an umbrella at all. And the lowest grade beer, the first thing he did after taking it out of the supermarket was to dump all the inferior liquor in it. Then, Wang Heng put the umbrella and the empty wine bottle in the backpack behind his back, and opened the zipper a little half, ensuring that he could take these two things out at any time.
After experiencing two unexpected situations, Wang Heng felt that it would be stupid if he didn't know how to prepare for self-defense in advance.
So when he came to the school gate, Pei Ningle had been standing there and waiting for a while.
"Sorry, there's something going on in the dorm, I'm late."
Casually spitting out reasonable lies is the core skill he once honed in the Shura field.
Pei Ningle smiled and shook his head: "I'm very happy that you can come, it's okay, anyway, I'm not in a hurry." It will take more than half an hour to start over there, and we can go over slowly. β
So Wang Heng didn't say anything more, and walked with her to the bar.
As one of the first-class universities in the country, the University of Telecommunications and Technology is also in a good geographical location, just in the urban area of Chengdu, surrounded by more than one large business district. So there will be no shortage of places like bars.
When the two walked into the bar, there were already customers inside. It's just that the atmosphere is a little bit chilled.
Wang Heng looked at the internal structure of the bar, and said, "Should it be said that it is a bar near the school, it is quite serious." β
The bar is softly lit, there is no dance floor for people to writhe, and the bottles that line the entire cabinet wall look classy, and the soft music of the piano and violin intertwine surrounds the ears. The overall style is not vulgar, even a little cold.
"Of course, I must find out, otherwise how dangerous would it be?" Pei Ningle said while taking out his mobile phone to send a text message.
Wang Heng shrugged his shoulders: "You still know the danger, it's not easy. β
At this time, the bar owner received a text message from Pei Ningle and greeted him. He is a mature man about thirty or forty years old - the main difference between a so-called mature man and a 'middle-aged man' is the difference in charm value. The boss has slightly messy flowing mid-length hair, a neatly groomed goatee at the chin, bronzed skin that shines in the light, and a casual suit that creates a charm unique to mature men.
"Good evening, Xiao Pei, who is this?" The bar owner looked at Wang Heng beside the girl.
"My name is Wang Heng, and I'm Pei Ningleβ"
"He's my brother!"
Wang Heng was halfway through his words, and was suddenly interrupted by Pei Ningle, and he was stunned. He turned his head to glare at her, and asked with his gaze - you didn't mention this beforehand!
Pei Ningle ignored his gaze and continued: "He is my uncle's son, so his surname is different. The two of us grew up together and knew each other very well! β
Wang Heng was stunned. This girl actually lies? The face is not red, the heart is not beating, and it is made up with a head and an end, which is amazing.
The bar owner smiled: "It turned out to be Xiao Pei's brother, welcome." Later, Xiao Pei will sing there, and I will arrange a bar seat for you, and listen while drinking. β
Wang Heng: "I'm not very good at drinking......"
The bar owner smiled even more: "I didn't plan to give you wine, my wine here is expensive, and I will die if I serve it for free for one night." Brother, do you want Coke, Sprite, orange juice or soda? β
Wang Heng: "Just sparkling water." β
"Okay, come and sit here. Xiao Pei, drink some warm water and prepare, and start singing in ten minutes. That's it, I'll call you later. β
With that, the bar owner turned and walked away.
Three or four meters next to the bar, there is a small circular stage. On the circular stage, where only one or two people could stand, there was a bar stool and a standing microphone. In another ten minutes, it will become the home field for Pei Ningle to sway.
Wang Heng felt that if he was going to take the stage in a while, it would definitely not be easy. Even if you don't say that you are so nervous that you can't drink water, at least it is impossible to talk and laugh like Pei Ningle now.
The girl sat in front of the bar with him, took a sip of warm water, and said, "That person just now is called Yan Zitao, and everyone calls him Brother Tao." This bar is his house. β
"I can see it," Wang Heng nodded, "By the way, what are you going to sing on stage later?" β
"An old song, Leaf, have you heard it?"
"I've heard that."
Pei Ningle put down the water glass, a little helpless: "I actually want to sing the song I wrote, but the best one hasn't been written yet." And in the bar, everyone doesn't want to listen to originals, they all want to listen to old songs. Most people have heard of it, but it can't be too bad, and it has to match the atmosphere of the bar......"
Wang Heng: "It doesn't sound easy. β
The girl patted her little chest and sighed again: "But it doesn't matter, I will sing a lot of songs like this." You know, I can sing pop songs just by listening to them once, and by practicing them twice, I can guarantee that they are never out of tune! β
"Is it so powerful?"
Wang Heng echoed against his willβof course he knew this girl's ability, so he naturally wouldn't be surprised.
Pei Ningle has a lot of slots in life, or in other words, it is a big trouble for walking. But only for her on the stage, Wang Heng has never complained or slandered. When the music sounded and sang loudly, she never disappointed Wang Heng.
After a few more minutes, the bar owner Tao Ge walked over quickly: "Xiao Pei, it's time to go." β
Pei Ningle nodded heavily, and walked onto the small stage without looking back. The lighting in the bar was also adjusted in time, and several follow-up lights shone on the girl, attracting the attention of several people.
There were less than twenty customers in the bar, most of whom were either chatting or playing on their phones, and there were only five or six people who could distract themselves from the stage.
There are no introductions, no one to remind customers to 'watch the performance on stage' - whether or not they can attract the attention of others is up to the resident singer himself. If it doesn't work out, then after tonight, the boss obviously won't let her do it a second time.
But Pei Ningle did not flinch in the slightest. She sat down on a barstool, adjusted the height of the microphone, and waited for the prelude to play.
The bar owner sat on the seat she had just vacated and patted Wang Heng on the shoulder: "I call you Xiao Wang, okay?" What do you think of your sister's singing? β
Wang Heng: "She is a powerful faction. β
Brother Tao grinned: "You are also so confident? β
Wang Heng nodded.
At this moment, a soothing piano sound wafted out of the speakers, which was the prelude to "Leaves". The prelude to this song is very short, and seeing that Pei Ningle held the microphone, he was about to start singing.
Wang Heng whispered again: "I bet you definitely want to keep her later, but she may not stay with you in the future." β
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