Chapter 8: Zhuang Shengxiao's Dream of Butterflies (1)
When I hurried to the bar, it was already past four o'clock.
Wang Huaying was already waiting a little impatiently, and when she saw Gao Caiqin with a gray face, she instantly became angry: "Why did you do this? Don't say it's late, why did your clothes end up like this? When someone else sees it, they think I'm abusing you! ”
Gao Caiqin just lowered her head, didn't speak, and silently walked in the direction of the backstage.
But Wang Huaying refused to give up, followed her closely, and chattered: "Don't throw your face at me, I didn't do all this for you!" ”
"If your academic performance can be as good as Xiao Mu, I will sell iron for you to go to school, when you want, when you want to go up, you can read all over the graduate school, doctorate, and postdoctoral. But you're obviously not this material! ”
"That's how I went all the way to school, and I don't know what happened here! You are only a junior high school student now, and your grades can only be ranked in the middle of the stream, and when you get to the later high school and college, the competition will only become more and more fierce, and you will not be ranked even more at that time! ”
Wang Huaying suddenly sighed and said: "Now that your father is gone, this family is all supported by me alone, do you know how hard I work?" One person has to take care of two children and take responsibility for the lives and futures of both of you, do you know how stressed I am? ”
"Alas, I didn't want to tell you this, but I can't say it to anyone except you, Xiao Mu is young, how can I expect him to understand me?"
"It's hard to get this line for you, you must not let me down!" Wang Huaying spoke earnestly and sincerely.
"I see." Gao Caiqin whispered yes, but she didn't know why a strong emotion inexplicably appeared in her heart, her eyes were sour, and tears were rolling in her eyes.
"Why did you break your hand?" Wang Huaying finally noticed her hand.
"I accidentally fell on the way here."
"You kid, how old you are, you can wrestle when you walk! You are really ......" Gao Caiqin heard a hint of disgust from Wang Huaying's helpless tone.
There was a knock on the powder room door, and a man wearing Sven's glasses appeared at the door.
When Wang Huaying saw him, she immediately stood up and greeted him, instantly showing an elegant and polite smile.
"Mr. Jiang is here." Wang Huaying smiled like a brilliant peony flower.
The man also smiled politely at her: "I'll come and see the celery." Saying that, he walked over to Gao Caiqin and sat down, "How is it?" Nervous? ”
Gao Caiqin felt that the eyes staring at her behind the lenses shone with a strange light, and she couldn't tell what she was in the eyes of their group of adults, tools? Commodity? Or something cheaper?
She forced a smile on her face, something she had learned over and over again in her etiquette class.
"Sort of." This is what is taught in the communication class: even if you don't want to, you can't express it directly.
"It's okay, it's like this at first, and you'll get used to it later." He comforted him with ease: "I sent the performance video a few days ago to the boss, and he was very satisfied, saying that you are a little girl with great potential." ”
"Really?" Wang Huaying smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
The man laughed and said, "We are together, to lie to you is to lie to myself, what reason do I have to deceive myself?" ”
"Oops, oops, that's great!"
Gao Caiqin looked at her mother's eyebrows and flattering face, and suddenly felt nauseous. She never expected to see such an expression on the face of her mother, who had always been elegant and pampered.
"Have you memorized all the speeches you prepared?"
"Hmm." Gao Caiqin replied indifferently.
"Good! Then we'll see how you do below, come on, don't let me down, and don't let your dad down! Mother held her hand, her eyes hidden in the darkness shining brighter than the spotlight on the stage.
Gao Caiqin wore a star-sparkling blue lace princess dress today, the skirt was knee-length, revealing her slender calves and Mary Jane leather shoes embellished with pearls.
She's been performing here for almost a month now. Today is a special day, because in the past, she has always worn a butterfly mask, so that people can't see the true face of Lushan. Maintaining a sense of mystery that looms and looms is an important part of what is taught in marketing classes.
However, there is a limit to everything. People's novelty also wears off quickly, so if you go too far, it is easy to be offended. So, tonight, she will take off her mask, announce her stage name, and officially announce her debut.
After a month of foreshadowing, the bar was crowded with people, all of whom came to see the true face of this mysterious girl.
The Vertigo bar is not located in a bustling, night-to-night business district, but on the basement floor of an office building. Although it is also a prime location in the city, it is mostly surrounded by office areas rented by corporate companies, and at night, the flow of people is greatly reduced.
However, the business of this bar is very good, and it is full of friends every day, which is also due to its unique location.
Upstairs is the well-known music production company Starry Night, Vertigo's bar is actually the company's property, on the one hand, to use the company's reputation and artists to run the bar, on the other hand, there are also rumors that Starty Night's agent intends to explore the potential of folk musicians and music works through the platform of the bar.
As a result, it has become an entrance to a different world, where talented musicians come to try their luck, agents with their own intentions hand out tickets, passionate fans moths to the fire, and crowds who love to join in the excitement go wherever there are many people.
Bands of fluorescent light hang from the ceiling, and blue searchlights illuminate the stage as a blue tide from above. The wine cabinet on the side is full of all kinds of dazzling wine bottles and wine glasses, which are like all kinds of crystal clear gems under the backdrop of the light.
That's pretty much the case in the mermaid's underwater caves.
At this time, Gao Caiqin, who was standing alone in the center of the stage, still felt like a world away. She doesn't understand that she has no artistic foundation, and has only received special training arranged by the company for less than a month so far, and she is not the kind of beauty who stands out from the crowd, can she really become a big star who is highly anticipated and sought after by thousands of people?
The twists and turns in life can sometimes be jaw-dropping and unexpected.
The microphone on the shelf she had taken off with her silk-gloved hand fell silent for a moment, knowing that the elf-like girl above was about to speak.
She opened her mouth slightly, and the first word was about to come out, but at this moment, her eyes froze, and the first syllable that was about to be uttered was also blocked in her mouth.
She saw Fang Zhu and saw him, Gao Caiqin was undoubtedly like a ghost.
It's not the first time he's been here, Gao Caiqin spotted him last week. That performance almost became the scene of a car accident, but fortunately she did her best to stabilize it. From that time on, as long as there is her performance, Fang Zhu will inevitably be seen.
She was glad that she was still able to hide behind this gorgeous butterfly mask, not to face him directly, and even to observe him quietly.
The bohemian playboy had a glint of enchantment in his eyes, and he didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol or the atmosphere of the bar. It can't be because of your own singing! As soon as she thought of this, Gao Caiqin's heart began to tremble.
Yesterday, he even sent a bouquet of flowers backstage! When Gao Caiqin saw the bouquet of flowers, she almost screamed and ran away.
She had cursed Fang Zhu to let him die in pain in boundless fear, but before anything could happen to him, she was first hit by the curse, and the smell of fear emanating from her body attracted countless ants like honey, eating every inch of her skin.
The delicate bouquet of Diana's pink roses turned into rotten and pus-filled stumps in her eyes, disgusting. But Wang Huaying seemed to like it very much, she even got close and sniffed it carefully, with a look of intoxication: "It's good that someone sent flowers, I haven't received flowers for a long time!" ”
She had completely forgotten the words she had memorized in the audience just now, and her throat was blocked to the ground, and she couldn't make a sound.
A familiar voice came from the headphones: "What's going on?" ”
"It's okay......" finally broke through the barrier and squeezed out two dry words. But the sound was so loud that she forgot that she still had the microphone in her hand.
Everyone in the audience showed puzzled expressions. Wang Huaying stood in the shadows on the side of the stage, although she couldn't see her face clearly, but the frost-like momentum already frightened her.
The room was quieter, and everyone put down what they were holdings, looking intently at the girl on stage.
“…… Just a dream. She snorted.
"Don't worry, it's just a dream." She repeated, telling the audience and telling herself.
After a breath, she reopened her eyes, and she was calm.
"When you wake up, you will forget about me." Her voice suddenly had a more seductive tailnote, with the afterglow of smoke and rain in the countryside, on the canopy boat, and swaying.
"I became a butterfly in my dream, and when I woke up, the butterfly became me again." Her hand slowly reached to the back of her head, untied the ribbon from her mask, and the butterfly on her face fell.
"I am the butterfly, and the butterfly is me. I am not a butterfly, and a butterfly is not me. ”
A cold face was exposed to everyone, and the blue light reflected on her blue eyeshadow and pupils, she was like a shark floating in the deep ocean, like a dream.
She opened her arms, fluttering like a butterfly, condescending, looking down at everyone.
"Zhuang Xiaodie, my name is Zhuang Xiaodie."