When the two of them talked about the man in red, their mood was like a bad rainy day.

At that time, there was a pleasant sound of the piano downstairs, accompanied by a beautiful singing sound like a spring in the mountains.

The noisy lobby became quiet with this touching singing voice.

The man who was eating melon seeds, while eating melon seeds, looked at the woman on the stage with squinting eyes, and his eyes wanted to poke a hole in the girl's face.

The girl on the stage, seventeen or eighteen, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, was dressed in a pink dress, wearing a set of beaded hairpin hair accessories that matched the dress, and her slender fingers gently ran the strings in front of her.

The thin red lips opened slightly, and a beautiful ballad came out of her mouth.

The eyes that seemed to be able to speak, dancing their eyelashes with the song, the woman had a sweet smile from beginning to end.

With such a charming and colorful smile, the men who thought about her were fascinated, and they were drooling when they saw it one by one.

"Miss Shishi, you sing so well, let's have another paragraph!" After the song, the cynical man in the audience shouted loudly.

There was a man who was a little drunk, and he walked directly onto the stage, stretched out his hand and teased the poetry girl: "It's all out to sell, and what are you pretending to be high all day long?" Come, accompany the master and one, as long as you make the master comfortable, how about the master give you two silver tickets? ”

The drunken man took the hand of the poet girl and dragged him down the stage.

Upstairs, Ye Xuan quietly watched the reaction of the poetry girl to see what she would do.

And for such a thing, Shishi encounters it almost every day, but all I met before were soft guys, and I never thought about it now...

Shishi raised her hand and slapped the man, "Let go of me, my Shishi has always been a performer and not a person, you talk with a clean mouth, I am not an idle flower and weed on the side of the road." ”

It is also because of Shishi's character that she has suffered a lot of losses, but at the same time, she has also won the respect of many men who admire her.

The drunken man who was beaten changed his face, and his eyes glared at Shishi viciously.

"Smack!"

The man slapped Shishi hard, and the defenseless Shishi was slapped alive, and one of them didn't stand firm and almost fell to the ground.

I saw that on her right face, there were suddenly five red palm prints.

"You jiamren, how dare you beat Uncle Ben?" The man raised his hand and slapped Shishi in the face again.

Shishi dodged the slap lightly and stood behind the guqin.

She knew that this man was different from the previous ones, this man was either tough backstage, or he was drunk and found someone to vent his anger.

Such a person must not go head-to-head with her, otherwise it will be himself who suffers.

After doing this line of work for a long time, Shishi has also eaten a little bit and grown wise, and learned the ability to see people.

When the drunk man saw Shishi who was dodging, he kicked the guqin in front of him with red eyes, and reached out to pinch Shishi's neck.

Shishi was also instantly frightened and pale, "Ah! Help! Let go of me, let go of me..."Shishi shouted as she struggled to pull away the hand that was pinching her neck.

When the people in the audience saw the drunken man's posture, no one dared to speak, and they didn't dare to go up to help Shishi's help.

The man who looked at Shi Shi with squinting eyes didn't even dare to raise his head at this time.

"Ahh Put... Let go of me..."Shishi took the man's hand with both hands and shouted with difficulty.

"Hahaha! Let go of you? The drunken man looked at Shishi with a sinister and amusing expression.

"Ah! Who? Who is it? Just as the drunk man was laughing, he saw a chopstick fly from the second floor and pierce the back of the drunk man's hand.

The drunken man let go of Shishi in pain, held his hand with chopsticks, and shouted angrily: "Who is plotting labor and management? Get out of the way of labor. ”

Shishi, who was able to escape, sat on the ground with a flushed face, stroking her neck that was pinched painfully, and coughed dryly.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

……

"Labor? You're not qualified enough! A cold voice came from the second floor.

The drunk man on the stage held his bleeding hands, raised his angry eyes, and shouted, "Who the fuck are you?" Dare to take care of Uncle Ben's affairs, do you know who Uncle Ben is? ”

As soon as the drunkard's words fell, a young man in a light blue brocade robe appeared in front of him, and this person was Jiang Ye Shiye.

Only a "pop" was heard, and the drunk fell on the stage, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"This slap is to teach you to know how to respect people."

"Smack!"

Then Jiang Ye slapped the drunk man again, "This slap is to let you know that not everyone can be called labor-management." ”

Jiang Ye, who was originally wrapped in a bag of gas and couldn't find a place to come out, gave the drunk man another slap, "Smack!" This slap is a slap that you shouldn't provoke Young Master Ben, and you shouldn't be disrespectful. ”

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Jiang Ye slapped the drunk man several times in a row, and then withdrew his hand in a dejected manner.

Ye Xuan, who was upstairs, looked embarrassed and turned her face away.

This guy, this is all the anger on this drunk, and he beat everyone into a pig's face, and he said that someone provoked him.

The drunk man on the ground touched his face with an aggrieved face, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and cried: "Big brother, who are we provoking whom?" ”

At this time, the drunken man also woke up, his nerves were also sober, and he looked at Jiang Ye with a frightened and aggrieved face.

Originally, he just wanted to find someone to vent his anger, but he never thought that he would become the object of other people's anger.

When he woke up, he also knew that he had done something wrong, but he had done everything, what about him?

Jiang Ye glanced at the drunk coldly, the drunk shrank in fear, turned his head wisely to look at a pair of shocked poems, and sincerely apologized: "Miss Shishi, I'm sorry, I drank too much, and I forgive Miss Shishi." ”

Shishi smiled at the drunken man, turned to Jiang Ye and blessed his body, and said: "Thank you Gongzi for saving me, the little girl has nothing to repay, but to give each other a song to express her gratitude." ”

Jiang Ye didn't even glance at Shishi, raised his hand and pointed at Ye Xuan upstairs, and said, "Girl, thank you for the wrong person, it's not me who is yours, it's the one upstairs... Son. With that, he flew up to the second floor.

Shishi blessed Ye Xuan upstairs and said, "Thank you Gongzi for saving me." ”

Ye Xuan smiled slightly, and took the lead, "Miss Shishi is polite." ”

Shi Shiwan smiled, turned around and picked up the guqin on the ground, sat down and played her signature song.

After finishing the song, Shishi got up and blessed Ye Xuan and Jiang Ye again.

Jiang Ye had a cold expression, and his eyes didn't look at Shishi at all, but stared at his teacup, as if the teacup was a flower.