Since Yu Muhuai has no relevant memories, no one else must have either.

Unless the "traitor" has gained some skills through trading that others don't have.

But for now, Yu Muhuai can draw a corollary.

The aborigines of this world have the memories of these outsiders, and the aborigines have their corresponding faces and names in their minds.

Just like uploading data, when outsiders come in, the data will be copied directly.

Yu Muhuai's mind was running fast, and at the same time, she didn't have anything unusual on her surface.

She frowned, snorted and said, "It's so annoying, I accidentally drank too much just now, and now I'm still a little dizzy." ”

Jiang Yuhong immediately showed a worried look, "Dizzy? What about the performance at that moment? Can you still hold on? ”

Perform? What gig?

"Yes, it's just a little dizzy, no delay. Aren't you going to the bathroom? Go ahead, I'll be here waiting for you to go out together. ”

Jiang Yuhong nodded, turned around and found an empty compartment and walked in.

Seeing the other party close the door, Yu Muhuai's face immediately pulled down.

What kind of performance, how come there is this one, she has no memory of anything!

But there is no way, you can only take one step at a time.

Fortunately, she used to be a wheat ba, and she can still sing.

I used to be a dancer in the world, and I can still dance.

I don't know what the performance is, but I don't think it's a big rock in my chest.

Just when Yu Muhuai staged countless possible performance pictures in his heart, Jiang Yuhong walked out.

also touched up her makeup in the mirror, and she took Yu Muhuai and walked outside.

Walking out of the bathroom and through the lounge, Yu Muhuai came to the lobby of the bar.

Like all modern bars, the environment is dim, dimly lit, bustling with people and noisy.

Red, blue, white..... Different colors of light flickered back and forth, reflecting people's faces with a confused glow.

The music is so loud that you even need to raise the volume to hear the other person clearly.

On one side of the bar, against the wall, there is a colorful LED wall with a variety of psychedelic patterns and changing colors.

It's like the MV of the song.

But there are no portraits on it, all of them are two-dimensional graphics, such as lines, squares, etc....

Underneath the LED wall is a high platform with DJs DJing on it.

When he officially came to the main hall of the bar, Yu Muhuai recognized at a glance what the "guests" mentioned in task one were.

Because they're too conspicuous.

It's a group of creatures with animal heads and human bodies.

On them are the heads of animals, with the heads of a lion, a tiger, a fox, a dog, and so on.....

Underneath the head, there are normal human appearances, there are men in suits and leather shoes, there are women in dresses, there are boys in casual clothes, and there are girls in sports hoodies.

The reason why they are called guests is because they all come to the bar to consume.

None of the guests had nameplates on them, nor did they have anything to identify them.

All other normal-looking human-looking ones are all staff members with nameplates on them. They also have their own tasks, such as security guards, escorts, waiters, etc....

Along the way, Yu Muhuai pretended to drink too much and was dizzy, so he stumbled and walked a little slowly.

In fact, she has been looking at the nameplates on other people's bodies.

By observing her, she found that the range of nameplate numbers indicates the type of work of this person.

For example, No. 31-40 are all dancers and dancers, including a total of ten people.

The waiters are 11-30, and there are 20 people in total.

She is not completely sure of the specific range of other types of work, and needs to be observed.

But after walking around for most of the time, she found that the largest number of people in this bar were not customers, but people accompanying drinks.

Not all of the guests have a drink, but some of them have several of them.

But Yu Muhuai didn't get close to them, so he couldn't see the number and name of the nameplate on their bodies.

At this time, a dance performance on the stage is coming to an end.

"Mu Huai, we'll wait here, and we'll talk about it soon."

Yu Muhuai nodded and followed Jiang Yuhong to the side of the stage.

There's no backstage here.

The high platform of the DJ in front of the LED wall, and the stage is a little lower and a little lower.

The stage is oval, with a long corridor extending in the middle to the center of the bar, where there is another smaller oval stage.

On the smaller stage, there is also a thin iron pillar that reaches to the roof, which is obviously used for pole dancing.

There are also several small one-person stages scattered around the corners of the bar, where dancers dance to warm up when there are no group performances.

Yu Muhuai stood under the stage and observed the dance above.

They don't jump complicated.

The performance in the bar is not very difficult, the main thing is to arrange the atmosphere and set off the scene.

Singing and dancing twisted, the dance moves are not difficult.

And Yu Muhuai's current dance costume will not have any difficult choreography.

She doesn't have any relevant memories left and right, so let's just jump blindly.

While she waited, a sudden quarrel broke out in the distance.

One woman screamed, "Ah! What are you doing! Don't touch me! ”

The sound was unusually high-pitched, but it wasn't supposed to override the music.

But after she made a move, the whole music became a little quieter.

All eyes around her were focused on her.

Her nameplate reads 93, and the exact name is a little unclear.

The guest sitting next to No. 93 is a guest with a snake's head and a normal polo shirt.

His figure is a little fat, and if he covers his head, he is a very ordinary person.

His brain was an all-black snake head, the thickness of a normal head, with distinct scales on it, glowing with an eerie glow of fluorescent green in the dim light.

Just now, this snakehead guest wanted to hug No. 93 and do some intimate movements.

The guest's scarlet letter spits out of her mouth with a "hiss" sound that curls up over 93's face.

Number 93 had been holding back the discomfort, but the other party's letter meandered downward, along her neck, through her collar, all the way down, and kept swimming over her body.

His hands also rubbed back and forth on the waist of number 93.

Under this movement, 93's breathing gradually became rapid. She originally thought that as soon as her eyes were closed, she didn't care who the other party was.

However, the guests' movements are becoming more and more excessive, and the places they go are becoming more and more private.

I don't know where I touched it, and No. 93 shuddered.

In the end, No. 93 couldn't bear it anymore, pushed the guest away, and even reflexively slapped the other party.

This crisp slap was heard by Yu Muhuai from a long distance.