The girl's voice in the center of the stage is very powerful, crisp and full of storytelling

Her long hair spilled all over her back, the wavy curls revealed a faint sexiness, her face was painted with heavy makeup, her lips were red like roses, and her false eyelashes were sticky so long that she couldn't see her whole picture clearly.

However, most of the people in the bar were staring at her long legs, which were exposed outside her leather skirt.

If there is anything special about the blues bar, except that the wine here is unique, it is the resident singer, although she always wears heavy makeup and looks unrecognizable, but her legs and voice are refreshing.

There were quite a few people who wanted to get her contact information, but they were all refused.

Only when ordering a song can someone bring her own contact information

It's a pity that for a whole year, no one has successfully dated her, and every time she finishes singing, she runs faster than a rabbit.

Everyone only knows her English name as "Tea", and the rest is not very clear.

After the end of an English song, there was warm applause from the audience, and the bartender Rick mixed a glass of pink beauty to the guests, looked at the girl who seemed to be glowing all over the stage, and sighed to the assistant, "I really envy these students." ”

The assistant nodded, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Eh, hello," a boy in a white casual suit suddenly approached the bar, his eyes lingered on the girl not far away, and asked with interest, "Do you know the resident singer?" She sings so well, I love her voice, can you introduce me to her? ”

The bartender gave him a sympathetic look, "You're the Nth person to come and ask this kind of question." ”

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Is she so popular?"

"It's not just welcome," the assistant has only been here for more than a month, and he has seen countless men who have come to inquire about the news, and he can't help but sigh: "She is simply a heartthrob."

Zhou Yuan held his chin thoughtfully, "Then do you have her contact information?" ”

The two of them shook their heads in unison, "If you want to talk to her, I advise you to give up this idea, she is very busy, and she has no time to waste time with you." ”

Zhou Yuan's face changed slightly, he was born rich and noble, how could he have been so disgraced, and some displeasure rose in his heart.

His eyes passed through the crowded crowd and fell directly on Wen Cha, who originally just wanted to get to know him, but it was much more complicated in an instant.

Didn't you say that you don't give face to anyone?

Then he will be her exception and let her know that there are still men in this world that she can't refuse.

"I'm in the second ring road

Thinking of you

You are in a distant mountain

Ten miles of spring breeze

Today's wind is blowing at you

It rained, and I said that all the wine is not as good as yours

I was in the night of the Drum Tower

Sing flowers for you

Silent encounters and anticipations elsewhere

The plane flew over the busy city

Thousands of miles away without leaving

Rubbed all the spring into an early morning

Shut the door on all the words that couldn't stop turning them into secrets

Inexplicable feelings, who will take it away?

I had to turn the years into songs and leave them in the mountains and rivers—"

Wen Cha changed to a gentle ballad, and after singing, he sang several songs one after another, during which he received six bouquets of roses and a number of various gifts, many of which were of great value, and the men's contact information was sent along with the gifts.

It's nothing more than letting her take the initiative to contact, and then you can provide her with all kinds of conveniences, and she no longer has to work hard to sing in a bar.

Wen Cha sneered, and asked the bass to tear down all the flowers and give them to the guests in the audience as a small gift for tonight, and as for the other gifts, they were returned as they were.

Although she is poor, she is not enough to be supported by men.

Back in the backstage, she changed back into her school uniform, wiped off the makeup on her face, put on her coat, put on her cap, said a word to her partner, and quickly left through the back door.

At one o'clock in the morning, it was still in the neon glow outside, but there were noticeably fewer pedestrians on the street.

She carried her schoolbag, crossed the street, walked to an old residential building, and went upstairs lightly.

The house she rented was a two-bedroom apartment, and there was a roommate in the house, because she always came back in the middle of the night, and the office worker roommate had already complained about her and said more than once that she would move out.

Wen Cha didn't have much money in her hands, and it was too luxurious to rent two rooms by herself, and she always wanted to find time to talk to her roommates, but they were also busy and barely had time to meet.

She didn't even eat, so she took a simple shower, then went back to her room, turned on the lamp and did her homework.

Although she is a bad student to the outside world, she still attaches great importance to her studies, okay?

It's a pity that she knows the subject, but the subject doesn't know her.

She plucked her ears and wrote for a while, and then she fell asleep and had a headache, unable to think at all, so she simply threw away the booklet and fell asleep directly on the bed.

The next morning, she rubbed her eyes and came out to wash, her roommate was making breakfast in the kitchen, and when she saw her, there was a trace of displeasure in her eyes, and she asked expressionlessly, "Why did you come back so late last night?"

Wen Cha pouted, "I have a job, but I can't help it." ”

The roommate looked at her slightly immature face, and a trace of sarcasm crossed her eyes, what kind of work would be busy until the early hours of the morning before coming back?

She had long suspected that Wen Cha's work was improper, but she never asked, but the more time passed, the more dissatisfied she became.

The kitchen and bathroom are shared, if Wen Cha has any disease, won't she suffer?

When the roommate thought of this, he was suddenly a little afraid, and looked at her gaze as if he was looking at garbage, "Didn't I tell you?" I have a very light sleep and often have insomnia, don't argue with me, can't you understand words? ”

Wen Cha was keenly aware of her abnormality, and he couldn't have a good impression of her in his heart.

"That's the nature of my job, I reminded you when you moved in, and if I'm not mistaken, you promised it well."

The roommate's face changed, "You said you came back late, but you didn't say you would come back so late?" If I had known that this would be the case, I would have spent more money and not rented this shabby house! ”

Wen Cha also lost his temper all of a sudden, "If you don't rent it, you get out, does Lao Tzu want you to rent it?" You're not happy with me, I'm fed up with you, a bastard! Get out of here! Who scares about you! ”

The roommate didn't expect her to choke, but she retorted so strongly, looked at her in a daze, and was suddenly so frightened that she couldn't speak.

Wen Cha didn't care about her, and said to herself: "Anyway, your rent will be due in two days, move out as soon as possible, and just vacate the house for Lao Tzu."

The roommate finally came back to his senses and found that he was disgusted by a little girl who was seven or eight years younger than him, and he was so angry that he wanted to tear the warm tea.

Wen Cha didn't think so, and deliberately provoked her with words: "You won't just talk about fun, right?"

Roommates are speechless.

Wen Cha snorted twice, "No matter what you think, anyway, I'm serious, you can't live it, and it's not like I can't find a roommate." ”

"Let's go!" The roommate couldn't stand it anymore, threw the tableware into the pot hard, turned around and walked into the room, saying cruel words as he went, "I see that I'm leaving, who dares to live with you!" ”

Wen Cha hugged her shoulders and glanced at her with a smile, "Wait and see." ”

The roommate was so angry that he kicked the door and swore in his heart that even if he borrowed money to rent a house, he would never live under the same roof with such a qualityless person again.

Wen Cha: "......" Who do you say is not qualified? Eight Po!