Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

"Isn't it Pei Yu's shift today? Why are there only two of us left?" The pink-haired man muttered as he changed into his work clothes.

The man with dyed white hair and a delicate appearance said, "He doesn't buy wine like us now."

"How do you say that?"

"He's the lead singer now."

The pink-haired man's expression changed, and he looked unhappy: "How did he become the lead singer? There were so many wandering singers who came to our Yemei to apply for the job, but none of them were selected. He was chosen by Brother Zhang at first sight."

The white-haired man sneered: "Who can blame me for having a good-looking face?"

"Since you know you are ugly, you might as well spend a little more money on plastic surgery. After all, you are not born with it."

A clear voice sounded behind them, and both of them were stunned at the same time.

The voltage of the incandescent light bulb in the staff changing room was unstable and kept jumping. Under the light, the tall figure of the young man standing there looked like a green pine tree.

It was a beautiful and extremely impactful face, with clear eyebrows and eyes, harmonious shades, fair and smooth skin, which made every facial feature look like an ink painting.

The white-haired man's eyes flashed with anger, and he shouted: "Are you proud of eavesdropping?"

"I'm not proud of this, but you are quite proud of your ugliness." Pei Yu put the clothes that were draped over the back of the chair on his arm.

The white-haired man stopped Pei Yu and said, "Do you admit that you got the position by relying on your face?"

Pei Yu relied on his height advantage and looked down at him with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Oh, I just admit that you are indeed ugly."

"You fucking ..."

The white-haired man was angry, and swore at Pei Yu as he clenched his fist. Pei Yu then easily grabbed his wrist and turned it inward, causing the white-haired man to howl in pain.

Pei Yu kicked him on the back with all his strength, his eyelashes drooping as he watched him struggle with an expressionless face.

Seeing this, the pink-haired man took a step forward, but met Pei Yu's gaze. The calm eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, made him feel cold all over and he dared not move.

Pei Yu patted his wrinkled clothes and said, "Next time, consider your own abilities before you take action. Don't cry after being crippled by others."

The two looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

After all, they are gigolos who make a living by their looks, and they cannot beat Pei Yu. If they are beaten and their faces are disfigured, they will have no place to cry.

Pei Yu pushed open the door of the changing room and walked out. The lights in the wine pool were flickering, and people were dancing to the music.

Brother Zhang saw Pei Yu at a glance. He looked at Pei Yu with admiration and surprise in his eyes.

There are blooming red roses on the right side of the chest of the young man's white shirt with a sense of design. The collar of the shirt is slightly open to reveal the thin black ring on his neck. One side of the neck ring is decorated with embroidered silver silk butterflies, as if kissing the young man's Adam's apple, as if the red roses are not as attractive as the young man.

Zhang Ge was not stingy in expressing his praise: "Oh dear, you were born to be in the spotlight."

Pei Yu smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, when should I go on stage?"

"You are my trump card. You have to keep it in mind to whet these people's appetite." Brother Zhang handed Pei Yu a cigarette.

Pei Yu waved his hand to reject his kindness.

Zhang understood and put out the cigarette in his hand: "Got it, musicians need to protect their voices."

Pei Yu smiled and took a sip of red wine without saying anything when he heard this.

After the warm-up dance ended, Brother Zhang patted Pei Yu on the shoulder and signaled that he could go on stage.

The originally loud rock music suddenly stopped, and the music on the speakers gradually became gentle and soft.

The crowd fell into a rare brief silence, and then when a young man with a guitar appeared under the spotlight, the atmosphere reached its peak again.

Under the spotlight, the young man's face was clean and fair, without any trace of makeup, and he looked extremely handsome.

Pei Yu adjusted the height of the microphone, cleared his throat, and smiled faintly.

Because of this faint smile, the air fell into silence again, and everyone was looking forward to the young man's singing.

Pei Yu sat in his original singing position, his fingers resting on the guitar. The smooth and soft guitar sound replaced the music. The clear singing voice came out of the microphone, capturing people's hearts into the artistic conception.

After the song ended, everyone came back to their senses.

Someone shouted: "One more song!"

Pei Yu put his fingertips on the microphone and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Soon someone reported a song, which was neither too simple nor too difficult.

Pei Yu nodded and continued to the next song.

As the atmosphere became more lively, someone requested a few songs for Pei Yu to sing, and Pei Yu sang them all very well.

Soon his singing time was up, Pei Yu bowed and smiled apologetically: "My time today ends here, thank you very much for your support."

There were sighs from the crowd, and they wanted to keep Pei Yu to sing a few more songs, but Pei Yu just smiled and said see you next time.

After Pei Yu stepped down from the stage, the music switched back to noisy music, as if he was just a breeze that blew briefly but disturbed a pool of spring water.

Brother Zhang handed Pei Yu a glass of lemonade to moisten his throat, and said with satisfaction: "I didn't expect you, kid. If I had known you were such a good singer, I would have let you be the lead singer a long time ago!"

Pei Yu took a sip of lemonade and smiled without saying anything.

Brother Zhang handed today's salary to Pei Yu. Pei Yu was stunned for a moment when he looked at the stack of red bills in his hand.

"so much?"

Zhang was very happy: "This is only the first day, and the tips given by customers are quite a lot. Once you become famous, the tips will increase even more."

Pei Yu stuffed the red bills into his pocket and said, "I have to thank Brother Zhang for giving me this opportunity."

"No, no, you are my God of Wealth." Brother Zhang rubbed his hands and asked him: "I remember your school is quite far away, right? Why don't you wait a little longer and I will drive you back."

Pei Yu shook his head and refused: "No, I'll just take the subway."

Zhang nodded, but he still gave a few more instructions: "It's okay for the first day today, but you should take a taxi when you go back. I'll pay for it."

Brother Zhang did not explain the reason, but repeatedly reminded Pei Yu to call him to report safety when he returned today, and only then did he let him go back with peace of mind.

When Pei Yu returned to the dormitory, Xiong Tao and Xia Doudou had already gone to bed, but He Yunjin was still standing at the dormitory door, playing with his cell phone.

Hearing the sound, He Yunjin looked up at him and pursed his lips: "Can you talk to me?"

Pei Yu nodded.

He Yunjin poked his head inside and peeked in, then whispered, "Can we go outside and talk?"

Pei Yu: "..."

Pei Yu said coldly: "Just say it here."

He Yunjin pinched the hem of her clothes and said quickly, "Thank you."

"What?" Pei Yu didn't hear clearly.

"I said, thank you for today's daytime."

After singing for several hours, Pei Yu's throat was sore and he was too lazy to pay attention to He Yunjin's sudden thanks. He nodded to show that he understood and walked into the dormitory.

He Yunjin stared at Pei Yu's back, stood there for a while, then walked into the dormitory.

After washing up, Pei Yu lay on the bed, opened the browser and searched for the name - Wen Shenyi.

However, just as he thought, the browser only displayed some irrelevant things, including an introduction to some of Wen Shenyi's achievements, and not even his face.

The only photo was just a blurry profile, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

Pei Yu rubbed the phone screen with his fingertips in the dark, then saved the profile photo to the album, and then uploaded it to WeChat as his WeChat avatar.