Mei Yu sat behind Han Jiali, holding the frame with both hands, leaning back and closing in a smile, Han Jiali pedaled the bicycle out of breath, and asked dissatisfiedly: "You, what are you laughing at, what?" ”

Mei Yu looked at herself and Han Jiali in gorgeous dance costumes, with this creaking classic car, she couldn't help but laugh again, stopped for a while, and quipped: "It turns out that the Queen of the Night's car is this bicycle." ”

Just in time to catch up with the uphill slope, Han Jiali circled her feet from the front, stopped the car, looked at the plum rain that jumped from the back seat, and laughed herself: "Then what's the way, it's not far anyway, it's too expensive to take a taxi, do you want to wear such a dress to squeeze the bus?" ”

After explaining, Han Jiali puffed up her chest, pushed the bicycle angrily, imitated the advertising girl, and announced like a king in the world: "This is the one Cinderella rode in that year, pumpkin brand supercar, with a unique two-wheel design, environmentally friendly and fuel-efficient, and can keep you in good shape,"

She shook her shoulders, turned around and winked at Mei Yu, "There is such a beautiful girl for you to soak, why are you hesitating?" ”

Meiyu was amused by her and laughed again, Han Jiali is really a living treasure, carefree all day long, and brings the mood of the people around her to fly.

climbed up the slope, Han Jiali re-rode the car, Meiyu jumped up, the two of them talked and laughed, and rode for more than ten minutes, to a street, the neon lights all over the street flickered in the night, and the pedestrians on the street were like wandering spirits, floating in and out of various bars.

Han Jiali easily arrived in front of the largest bar in the street, there was only a topless angel on the signboard, her wings were pitch black, pieces of feathers were falling from behind her, and her jet-black hair hung down on her chest, just blocking a piece of spring light, and set off the thin waist and white and tender skin, the temptation was infinitely magnified.

Han Jiali pulled the mezzaly and said with a smile: "What, do you still want to bow down under the pomegranate skirt?" ”

Mei Yu shook her head, looked up at the signboard and explained: "I look at this photo very well, the model's expression is also in place, you see her hands naturally hanging on the sides of the body, but with a slightly bent left leg, it gives people a feeling of fighting, her body is obviously a little deflected, but her head is facing the camera, her eyes are deep, the whole photo is like a fallen angel fighting for freedom, even if she fails, she will never give up." ”

Han Jiali raised her head, pondered for a while, nodded, looked at Mei Yu with admiration and smiled: "As soon as you say it, it really seems like that, no wonder I can't help but look at this signboard every time I come, it turns out to be like this." ”

Mei Yu patted Han Jiali on the shoulder and said with a smile: "If you can often ponder the difference between the different expressions and movements of the characters in front of the camera, you will also be able to see it." ”

Han Jiali nodded thoughtfully, and once again looked at Meiyu with new eyes, Meiyu, this girl, for the first time, felt that people looked very delicate and classical, it seemed to be a pool of spring water, and she could see the bottom at a glance, and the longer she got along, the more she felt that she was unfathomable.

Han Jiali pulled a handful of plum rain, glanced at the people who were coming in and out of the bar, and urged: "Let's go, it's not too early, it's almost time for Qin Rong's performance." ”

Mei Yu obediently followed behind Han Jiali, she was also a little curious, what Qin Rong's performance would be like, looking at the pair of silver strap sandals on her feet, Qin Rong should be a very strict and elegant British lady.

Different from the cleanliness outside the door, as soon as you enter the door, a boiling heat wave rushes to your face, the business route of the Fallen Angel Bar is youth, blood, passion, its decoration perfectly interprets this, the whole bar is an open hall, every corner of the bar is part of the dance floor.

If the guests are tired, as long as they wave their hands at the hostess, they will be given cushions, sit on the floor, and form a circle in twos and threes.

The atmosphere of this bar is relaxed, perfect for meeting friends, because there is no shelter, and when you sit down, you will always be next to strangers.

As soon as Mei Yu saw the environment of the bar, she fell in love with this bar, free and relaxed, she was almost sure that she would become a regular customer of this bar in the future, and come here to release it during the tense filming intervals.

Mei Yu also saw through the business strategy of this bar, and in the hall, the waiters wore single-row roller skates and held trays in their hands, shuttling among the guests like butterflies. The proprietors of the depraved bar are very smart, and the hosts here are all tall and slender people over 1.8 meters, wearing black blazers, black trousers, bow ties, and white shirts.

This is evidenced by the beautiful women who hold the hosts from time to time in the crowd, and the beautiful male strategy of the bar operator is very effective, and the place with many beautiful women always attracts more men who consume, which fully explains the reason why the bar is full.

It's a whole street of bars, and it's not easy to do business so well.

Han Jiali's mood was high, and she pulled Meiyu to squeeze from the crowd to the front row, and there was a small stage at the front, about five meters long and about one meter wide, and the narrow one could only be used by one person to turn around.

Now there is a hot girl performing pole dancing above, her body is hot, she is wearing only a little cutie on her upper body, and the miniskirt on her lower body just covers her hips.

Her slender arms grasped the steel pipe that reached from the ceiling, coiling and circling on it, her body soft and seductive, but not erotic.

Mei Yu could see that this was a real dancer, and the purpose of her dance was to show her beauty, not to seduce anyone.

Han Jiali leaned close to Mei Yu's ear and shouted loudly: "This is a pole dancing teacher, you will find something very interesting after her performance." ”

Mei Yu turned her face sideways, clasped her hands together, pressed against Han Jiali's face, and shouted loudly: "Are many girls looking for her to learn pole dancing, instead of handsome guys looking for her to date?!" ”

Through Han Jiali's stunned expression, Mei Yu judged that she had guessed correctly, she stuck out her tongue naughtily, grinned and held Han Jiali's arm, and continued to watch the performance.

When the vigorous music soothed, the woman on the pole stretched her body, her legs tangled in the pole, her long hair flung behind her, her body bent back, her arms spread wide, and she posed.

Meiyu applauded without hesitation, and the woman stood up straight, smiled and bowed, and ran briskly down the small stage, and as soon as she reached the bottom of the stage, she was immediately surrounded by a group of girls.

Mei Yu and Han Jiali glanced at each other and smiled tacitly.