Qin Qingxue scolded when she left.

With Meng Shi's help, she took another big step forward on the road to becoming an elegant woman.

This made Meng Shi, who was almost scratched, feel a little relieved.

As for her ability to appreciate music, Meng Shi expressed deep regret.

It's because the big bowl of wide noodles isn't fragrant, or it's not fun.

What a good rap, why don't you listen to it in a hurry?

No matter what Qin Qingxue thought.

Anyway, Meng Shi felt that his song "When I miss you, I will eat a bowl of wide noodles and then jump with a basketball on your head", it is very good.

Why do you miss you sometimes in the title of the song? Haven't broken the sentence yet?

Because this is long enough and literary.

It was half past eight.

This bar, called "PM8:30-AM2:00", referred to as "PA" or "832", is officially open.

As the name suggests, this shop is open from half past eight to two in the morning.

Of course, it was impossible for Gu Xiaoxi to stay so late.

As soon as he was in the early ten o'clock, Gu Xiaoxi was kicked out of the kitchen.

Brother Li poked his head out, "Meng Shi, you send Xiaoxi out first." ”

Meng Shi finished the finishing touch of "Beijing Night" and put the guitar down.

Send her Gu Xiaoxi to the intersection, and wait for the taxi master she knows to send her back.

This is an additional business item for Meng Shi after Gu Xiaoxi came.

On the way to send her out, this girl has been singing there, a bowl on the left, a dragon on the right, a flower in my heart, I want to take you back to Karma.

While his feet were walking, his mouth was singing, and his hands were drawing dragons, he had to turn around from time to time to try to buckle Meng Shi's head, Gu Xiaoxi was very busy.

Gu Xiaoxi's performance made Meng Shi very pleased.

Meng Shi believes that she has a high talent for art appreciation, and at the same time understands the true meaning of rap, which is not rebellion, not resistance and attitude, but freedom without being fettered.

Xia Ji sang this evaluation, Meng Shi would never admit it.

The reason why Qin Qingxue wanted to tickle him was that she didn't understand art.

Well.

With this explanation, Meng Shi felt that his rap was still very strong.

Although the lyrics sung by Gu Xiaoxi are more outrageous than Meng Shi.

But listening to her sing whatever she remembers, and seeing her happy appearance, Meng Shi's mood also improved.

Maybe this is the flying youth.

"Meng Shi, I have a salary of 2,000 yuan, you can write me a song."

"Climb."

"Why are you so fierce to me all of a sudden!"

"Actually, I like you, I deliberately treat you fiercely, so that I look different from others, so you understand."

"If I believe it, then I'm thinking about fart, right?"

"What a smart girl."

“…… So can you write a song for a smart beautiful girl? ”

"She's a flat-chested woman, so flat that she can't be flat, she doesn't know that she wants to write songs, so she looks very ugly with a dead face......"

Meng Shi snorted casually.

"Die!"

Gu Xiaoxi was furious.

Meng Shi casually talked to Gu Xiaoxi and put her in a taxi.

This car was driven by a friend of Brother Li, and it was picked up after ten o'clock every day, so it was safe and secure.

The car drove away, Gu Xiaoxi leaned on the back window of the car, and shouted: "Don't take me away, I want to be with Ah Shi, stop quickly!" ”

This is Gu Xiaoxi's new show today.

The farewell method that has not appeared before has confused the driver master.

Hearing that he was about to stop, he subconsciously braked and taught Gu Xiaoxi, who had inexplicable convulsions on his upper body, to be a man.

Meng Shi could imagine the picture of Gu Xiaoxi rolling down from the back seat, and then embarrassingly asking the master to drive quickly.

He didn't tell Qin Qingxue and the girl who had a convulsion that he was going to leave tomorrow, but this goodbye was good, at least he wouldn't forget it soon.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Send the last table away, and the store closes.

Brother Li opened the door of the back kitchen and lit a cigarette in the alley.

Meng Shi followed.

Brother Li was a little surprised when he saw Meng Shi come out.

Meng Shi smiled: "What, don't you want to give me a cigarette?" ”

Brother Li handed over a cigarette, "It's been more than half a year since you came to me, and we don't even seem to have smoked together." ”

Meng Shi took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, then reached out and clenched his fist and pressed it twice with his thumb.

Brother Li laughed, daring to be affectionate and without smoke and fire.

Meng Shi took the lighter, opened the lid and made a crisp sound of "ding", rubbed it, and closed the lid with a flick.

He suddenly remembered a word.

Does this sound good? A good sounding is a good lighter.

In Meng Shi's opinion, this thing is really not as good as a plastic lighter for a dollar.

Of course, this is only Meng Shi's personal opinion, and it is not ruled out that Meng Shi is a boar who can't eat fine chaff.

When Meng Shi handed the lighter back, he found that Brother Li was looking at the sky with a deep face.

It is said that everyone who comes to Sijiu City to drift north, whether they succeed or not, can at least have a story.

Meng Shi squatted down and spat out a puff of cigarette.

In the alley in the early hours of the morning, two men, one standing and the other squatting, were smoking in silence, and the atmosphere was okay.

Good for storytelling.

"Brother Li, I'm going back, you can settle my salary."

Then as soon as Meng Shi spoke, the inexplicable atmosphere suddenly shattered.

This feels like the scene on the rooftop in Infernal Affairs, Chen Yongren pointed a gun at Liu Jianming, the atmosphere was in place, and then Liu Jianming turned around and said, what do you see.

Even if Brother Li had a deep story, he was broken by Meng Shi.

"I know it's very unorthodox for me to quit my job suddenly, so I don't want this month's salary, I'm really sorry to cause you trouble."

Meng Shi is very realistic, he has no story and does not want to listen to it.

"Is something wrong?" Brother Li didn't look at the sky anymore, he squatted down next to Meng Shi, "When Qin Qingxue came, why didn't you listen to her and her." ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't been back for more than two years, and I suddenly want to go home to see, it's a shame to say, and she's also busy, so it's really unnecessary to accompany me to have a meal and send me to the station."

Stories can be shared, and heart matters need to be resolved, but family matters are not necessary for the first two.

It's hard to shout at people you know, my grandfather is dying, you all salute!

It's really unnecessary.

And Meng Shi was not lying to him for this reason, even if there was no phone call from Brother Nian yesterday afternoon, Meng Shi would have to go back.

Brother Li suddenly patted Meng Shi on the back, looked up and said, "Hey, look up!" Do you see the star? ”

He has been in Beijing for more than 20 years, and during this time he has seen too many young people like Meng Shi who came to pursue their dreams without hesitation, and finally left the scene in disgrace.

Although he opened his own Qing Bar and is still materially wealthy, who can he tell the stories that have become his heart.

Everyone has everyone's suffering.

So when Brother Li is in a bad mood, he likes to watch the sky.

Meng Shi looked up.

It's pitch black.

I believe in your evil, you can see the stars when you look up in Sijiu City, and you are afraid that you are not sleeping.

Brother Li took a cigarette in his mouth, looked up at the dark sky and said, "That's your dream, even if it's obscured by the lights of the city and can't be seen, it's still there." ”

Meng Shi wanted to tell him that he was a salted fish, he had no ideals and no dreams, so he wanted to find a job that he liked and could make money, and then marry a girl who liked himself or liked himself, was not too beautiful, and cooked deliciously at the right age.

But Meng Shi looked at Brother Li as a philosopher, and thought that he was smoking his cigarette, so he nodded stubbornly.

"I'm sure one day, you'll come back."

Brother Li put his arm around Meng Shi's shoulder, not knowing what he was thinking.

Anyway, Meng Shi heard a sour taste from his words.

And Brother Li kept looking at the sky when he spoke, so Meng Shi always had a feeling that he had ascended to heaven.

So Meng Shi squinted his eyes with a cigarette, raised his head with Brother Li, and said, "Look at the clouds in the sky." ”

It's past two o'clock in the morning.

It's pitch black.

There is a cloud of balls.

Brother Li nodded and motioned for Meng Shi to continue.

Meng Shi took the cigarette from his mouth and said slowly: "You see these white clouds gathering and scattering, scattering and gathering, life is clutched, and it is the same." ”

Who is not a literary person, if I don't pull a few sour, I will too.