After Hong Guan was beaten to the ground, he didn't get up immediately. He also had no intention of fighting back against Cheng who had just punched him hard in the face, even hitting him on the ground.
Hong Guan just sat on the ground, lowered his head, and stretched out his hand to wipe the painful cheek. Blood was already overflowing from his mouth due to the heavy blow.
Hong Guan glanced at the blood stains on his fingers.
At this time, Cheng Yiran suddenly stretched out his hand, as if intending to pull the person up. Hong Guan waved his hand away, and the two just stared at each other.
After a while, Hong Guancai got up on his own, and while arranging his clothes, he said indifferently: "I'm going to find someone to touch up my makeup. I won't be lazy during tonight's performance. But, no matter what, this is
My last performance."
After taking a look at Cheng Yiran, who had a complicated expression on his face, Hong Guan breathed a sigh of relief. Before leaving, he patted his shoulder and said, "Go wash your face and wake up. Whether it's your anger or something else."
Before Hong Guan opened the door and left, Cheng Yiran suddenly clenched his fists, "Hong Guan, have you forgotten what we said before?"
The two of them faced each other with their backs to each other.
Hong Guan raised his head, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "My wife is about to give birth. Hospitalization and delivery rooms are all expensive. After the child is born..."
Hong Guan shook his head, "You know... I am no longer alone. I can do whatever I want. Like now, I can't let my wife and children live without a meal. The same is true, I still don't understand.
Is it? It’s not that no one understands our music, it’s that we simply don’t have the talent. Besides…”
He finally turned his head slightly and looked at Cheng Yiran's back, "Besides, if you're like this now, using the name of a fake band, begging people to be allowed to perform on stage, just like a grandson, aren't you... uncomfortable?
?”
I don't know when the door closed.
Cheng Yiran just covered his forehead and squatted on the ground. The sound from the nightclub outside was so loud that even if it reached here, there was still a slight vibration on the floor.
Cheng Yiran just changed from holding his forehead to covering his face with both hands and squatting on the ground. He didn't know when the number of people in the band started to decrease one by one... In the end, only he and Hong were left.
Crown two.
Even the name of today’s so-called ‘concert’ is no longer the same as before.
Cheng Yiran couldn't remember what the first member who left had said to him... Even the words Hong Guan had just said, he hoped to forget as soon as possible.
I met these buddies when I was drifting in Beipiao.
He was young, passionate, fearless, and traveled all over the country.
"I'm the only one left."
Cheng Yiran suddenly stood up, grabbed an electric guitar that was leaning against the corner, and smashed it onto the floor.
Smashed it to pieces!
"I'm the only one left! I'm the only one left! I'm the only one left! I'm the only one left!!! Let's go! Let's all go! It's all gone!! Let's all go!!!! Ah!!!!
!!”
Cheng Yiran finally stopped, holding the electric guitar with only the headstock in his hand, and covered his eyes, alone.
Alone.
…
Taiyinzi, who silently became a melon-eater, still stayed here after Hong Guan left.
After taking two sips of the Chivas Regal he had brought with him, Taiyinzi turned around and walked back the way he came. On his palm, a white card was looming.
It seems to be constantly switching freely between condensation and dissipation.
It's just that this club's 'super rookie' has a calm face and doesn't know what he's thinking.
It wasn't until Taiyinzi followed his master's aura and finally came to Boss Luo that the white card in his hand finally took shape.
And Taiyinzi's expression also changed into one as cheerful as a eunuch's.
Boss Luo, who seemed to be talking to the maid, glanced at Taiyinzi and said curiously: "Taiyinzi, have you gained anything from your trip?"
"Master, please take a look."
Taiyinzi presented the white card in his hand with both hands.
But when Luo Qiu's palm was about to touch the card, Taiyinzi's eyes suddenly lowered a little. Boss Luo's hand stopped and said, "Taiyinzi, you don't want me to see this financial owner's information.
,Is it right?"
"No..." Taiyinzi suddenly raised his head and said seriously: "How could I do this! I'm just...I'm just scared!"
"Oh?" Luo Qiu asked curiously: "What are you afraid of?"
Taiyinzi said: "As an old man, haven't I always messed up things? I don't know if this is appropriate... or else, Master, let me study it again?"
Unexpectedly, the maid next to her said calmly: "Taiyinzi, have you forgotten the rules of the club? The white card that has been formed must be handed over to the owner no matter what. If you don't hand it over,
The end result is that both body and spirit will be destroyed."
"Then..." Taiyinzi's face changed slightly, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, please take a look."
When Luo Qiu took the white card into his hand, he suddenly made a slight "hmm" sound and tilted his head slightly.
Tai Yinzi was stunned, but his first reaction was not that the boss was unhappy, but that he sensed something. This reaction was too familiar to Tai Yinzi.
This was clearly the reaction he would have had when he accidentally encountered an unexpected visitor when he was walking around the world five hundred years ago.
At this time, the maid lowered her head and whispered in Luo Qiu's ear: "Master, let me go and take a look."
With that said, Youye walked into the crowd of people in the nightclub and dance hall.
"Master, someone seemed to be spying on you just now!" Taiyinzi said with a frown.
Boss Luo, who was playing with the white card in his hand, smiled and said, "I don't have anything for people to peep at. I feel like I'm spying on you more."
Taiyinzi pointed at himself in astonishment and said, "I am a poor Taoist?"
As he spoke, Taiyinzi frowned, turned around, carefully looked at the crowd in the dance hall, and said seriously: "Well, indeed! I didn't expect this place to be so smoky."
I was just thinking about performance and didn't pay much attention. Now that I'm paying attention, Taiyinzi can easily detect several different evil spirits, as well as some lonely ghosts wandering here.
Taiyinzi's eyes suddenly widened, he stretched out his hand to protect Boss Luo, and said sternly: "Master, please don't worry! Even if you are shattered to pieces, Pindao will protect your safety!"
"Drink."
Luo Qiu shook his head, as if he couldn't help but laugh, but he reached out and grabbed an unopened bottle of Chivas Regal from the bar counter, and moved it in front of Taiyinzi, "You have found the financial backer, he will be on stage soon.
"
"Master, you...you have already reviewed it?" Taiyinzi was stunned.
Luo Qiu shook his head and didn't say anything. He just took the cup of 'gin-fizz' in his hand and touched it on the whole bottle of Chivas Regal. He smiled and said: "bsp; At the same time, a trendy person on the stage
The dressed-up man held the microphone and shouted loudly: "Dear guests, distinguished guests! Let's make the atmosphere livelier, okay? Okay? Do you want to listen to something more wild..."
…
…
"...A more heroic sound? Okay!! Without further ado! We will invite our famous band out right away, the 'German Tank' combination!!!"
It was a sound that could be heard through the wall... a sound that could be heard vaguely in the alley at the back door of the nightclub.
The maid girl tilted her head slightly. After hearing this, she turned to look at the back in front of her.
Looking at this figure from behind, for a moment, the maid lady felt a sense of déjà vu.
What should I say?
The weird airplane head, the plaid shirt with big sleeves and the narrow bell-bottom pants... the maid girl felt like she was seeing the new member of the club, the Dark Soul Messenger.
At this time, the weird man in front of me suddenly stopped and said, "Ha, I just took one more look at you in the crowd and chased you all the way here. Is it because I am too charming?"
The strange man with a thick Sichuan accent turned around and said with laughter: "Ha, although you are very beautiful! But at most you can only be considered the second best in the world, so don't fall in love with me, ha!"
The maid lady showed no expression, but her blue eyes were slightly bright, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Ha! It's easy to talk. If I want to answer you, I will answer you, but..." the other party shook his head, "If I don't like it, I won't say it."
"Why are you looking at us secretly?"
"Ha! I have eyes on my body, do I still need you to take care of what I see?"
The weird man smacked his mouth, blinked a few times quickly, and a golden light flashed through his pupils, "Ha! If you are neither a ghost, nor a human, nor a monster, what on earth are you? Interesting and interesting!"
"Me?" The maid smiled slightly and said softly: "Of course I belong only to my master, and..."
The strange man was suddenly startled. The beautiful woman in front of him suddenly seemed to disappear... The next moment, she appeared in front of him at an extremely close distance.
And the voice seemed to be ringing in his ears.
"...Besides, other than my master, I really don't like others to call me something."
A weird man... Little Saint Brother suddenly felt as if the countless vellus hairs on his body had been hit by static electricity, and each one stood on end. Then he suddenly took a step back.
His heart felt as if it had been exploded by thunder, and his scalp was numb, "Ha... interesting... interesting."
Unexpectedly, the extremely beautiful woman in front of him just said calmly: "My master doesn't like unnecessary attacks. Since you are just curious, it's nothing. However, please pay attention to the tone of your words next time."
The maid turned and left.
Brother Sheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wiped his forehead. His palm was actually wet... He suddenly felt a chill on his back, and reached out to touch it again. His face looked like he had lingering fears.
His back, from his shirt to his pants, everything had disappeared... as if it had been incinerated by something.
"Oh my god...who is this girl?" Little Brother Sheng kept blinking his eyes, "She's actually more fierce than Long Xiruo and Naxipi..."
Little Brother Sheng suddenly shuddered, and then he felt the heart-piercing burning sensation coming from his whole back, "It hurts so much..." (To be continued.) 8
