this summer

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"Hey!" Bei Xiaochi walked across Jing Fan with high fives.

"Sister! Senior!" She smiled brightly and greeted the two of them.

"Great." Jing Fan said with a smile.

"Excellent." He Cheng also smiled and praised.

Bei Xiaochi lowered her head in embarrassment, of course she knew what she was like, "Thank you."

"Are you still singing later?" He Cheng asked.

"I won't sing anymore, this is the one for tonight, and there will be other bands next." Bei Xiaochi replied.

Jing Fan felt a little disappointed.

"Tell you not to run away." Song Han came from behind, slapped Bei Xiaochi on the head, bowed his head to give a lesson, and then looked up at Jing Fan and the others, "As for Bei Xiaochi's singing skills, I can't help you all praising her."

"I think it's pretty good." Jing Fan had a soft smile on his face.Facing this woman, she unconsciously became more defensive.

"Come on," Song Han smiled, "If you want to stay any longer, don't drink, just go back when you've seen enough, you know?" She explained to the two of them that the transition from drummer to parent didn't violate the harmony.

"Don't worry, Boss Song." He Cheng agreed.

"Okay, then you play, and I'll find someone to see you off when you're leaving." Song Han said with a touch of familiarity, he grabbed Bei Xiaochi's shoulder and pulled him away forcefully.

"You know her?" Jing Fan asked He Cheng.

"My brother knows her. I've met her a few times."

He Cheng's older brother, He Yan, is the current president of the He Corporation.

"Brother Yan comes here often?"

"He knows all about it."

After midnight, the atmosphere of the whole venue became more and more heated. The band on the stage was sweating profusely, and the audience cheered endlessly, drinking and drinking.

"Going to play?" He Cheng asked her with a smile.

"No." Jing Fan glanced at the crowd with indifference.

"Didn't that come in vain? Let's go!" He Cheng said, pulling her arm into the crowd.

"Hey..." Before Jing Fan came and struggled, he was dragged into the cheers, and He Cheng disappeared after a while.

I didn’t feel overwhelmed. This kind of atmosphere can paralyze people. Being in such a hustle and bustle, it seems that all the troubles are gone. Slowly, people let go, cheering and shouting the name of the band with the crowd, and their smiles gradually enlarged.

Inadvertently glanced at the bar, saw Song Han put a glass heavily in front of a man in a suit, half of the red wine was shaken, and the man flinched subconsciously.

The light was dazzling, but Jing Fan could still clearly see the expression on her face, one corner of her mouth raised a slight arc, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she leaned forward, she could feel the man's attack from such a distance sex.

"What's the matter?" He Cheng appeared suddenly, saw her in a daze, followed her gaze, and also saw this scene, the man was leaving resentfully, "I guess it's another apprentice, he has no winks." Song Although Han doesn't like heavy make-up, but that appearance is not covered up, and someone covets it.

"Offend casually?" Jing Fan was puzzled, shouldn't opening a shop here be all-encompassing?

"That's Song Han!" When the music reached the climax, He Cheng yelled into her ear, "No one dares to mess with her in the entire three districts!"

"What!" Even if the volume is raised, it is not easy to communicate on such an occasion.

"I'll go out and talk to you later!" He Cheng dropped the sentence and walked into the crowd.

The nature is fully exposed.Jing Fan rolled his eyes at his back.

"Too noisy?" A voice came from behind, and a slight force fell on his shoulders.

Jing Fan turned her head subconsciously, her eyes wary.When he saw that it was Song Han, he still didn't react.

Song Han didn't seem to see her eyes, and mouthed to her: "Follow me." He turned around while speaking.

Jing Fan was stunned for a moment, but followed her footsteps, advancing with difficulty in the crowd.

They just bypassed a few booths, and the two stopped in a small area next to the stage. This place was separated, the music was clearer, and the crowd's voice was farther away.

The lights around him no longer flickered, giving people a sense of clarity that suddenly surfaced.

Jing Fan looked around, the decoration here is the same as the outside, but it looks older, but it may be done on purpose, because here, all the shelves are full of albums.

A retro-style video store.This bar is truly magical.

Song Han found a place to lean against, holding a half-burned cigarette between his fingers, looking very annoying.

"It's quite noisy outside. It's inevitable when you come here for the first time. It's still quiet here. If you don't get used to it, you can stay here for a while." When she spoke, she was smiling, polite and alienated, and also a bit ruffian.

"Thank you." Jing Fan smiled politely and picked up an album.

"If you think it's good, buy a few. The sales have been very poor recently," Song Han said.

"Your business here is so good, will the album not be sold?" Jing Fan asked.

"It's one thing for someone to cheer you up, but it's another thing to really like listening to music." Song Han pushed the cigarette to his mouth.This is true, but Chihuang's guests are really different from other places, at least those rich second-generation sons who come out to have fun will not come here.

She was leaning against the old blue wood bookshelf, and on her right hand, which was casually placed, was an album cover with exaggerated lines. A section of her wrist was exposed from the black cuff, and a cigarette was held between her slender fingers. A little yellow light flickered on and off.