attacking short legs

As soon as he entered the nightclub, Duan Yu seemed to have stepped into the gate of a new world, his eyes didn't know where to look first.

Spotlights of different shapes are installed on the ceiling of the hall, round, star-shaped, square, and vine-shaped light strips, illuminating this space into a colorful and exotic space, and the air is filled with a strong smell of perfume And the music hummed by the charming male voice that makes people feel crisp, the purple fabric sofa deck is like the stones on the beach, placed casually on the solid wood floor, without any rules to follow.

There is also a fluorescent dance floor in the center of the hall that looks like a boxing ring, and a large sandbag is placed in the center of the dance floor.

The sofa booths were full of people, mostly a few men surrounded by a woman.

The man is flattering, and the woman is enjoying the treatment of stars and moon, the round wooden table in front of the sofa booth is full of bottles and cans of wine, and the cocktails in the tall glass are under the spotlight. Under the sunlight, it reflects strange bright colors.

Duanyu, as the number one male prostitute in the Song Dynasty, thought he was used to big scenes, but in the 21st century Niulang nightclub, he was reduced to a country bumpkin who just entered the city. open your eyes.

"Haven't you seen it?" The middle-aged woman who led him stopped and looked back at him, "Seeing that you were familiar with the road at the door just now, you came here immediately after getting started. Haven't you done this before?"

"I've done almost the same thing." Duan Yu secretly hid the surprise in his heart, and looked at the woman calmly.

"Really?" The woman smiled, "Then you still can't take your eyes off?"

"I just want to get familiar with the environment first." Duan Yu laughed.

"I like you like this." The woman nodded in satisfaction, and then walked forward, "Be quick."

The appearance of Duan Yu's unfamiliar face quickly attracted the attention of some women in the booth. While they were enjoying coping with the man's flattery and hospitality, they sneaked a few glances at Duan Yu intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, Duan Yu would not insult his professionalism, and he never let go of any chance to seduce those women.

As he followed the middle-aged woman to the staff room, as long as his eyes collided with a certain woman, every nerve in his body would be mobilized to release strong hints and electric currents to them.

When he was about to enter the staff room, he saw Chen Qian's figure near the corner. The man in leather was sitting next to her with his arms around her, and there were several other men sitting opposite her, who seemed to be throwing fists. Several people were talking and laughing, giving outsiders a very familiar feeling.

"This woman is really amazing. She hugged her left and right, and even made up her mind. It's a pity as a woman to live in the 21st century." Duan Yu mockingly glanced at her again, sneered, and followed the middle-aged man. The woman walked into the staff room.

The staff room seems to be another space isolated in this nightclub.

The cold incandescent lamps on the ceiling made the room seem to have no temperature, the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of cigarettes, and the only two sofas where people could sit were cluttered with clothes.

Several packs of cigarettes and an ashtray that was almost filled with cigarette butts were scattered on the coffee table in front of the sofa. There were also several wardrobes placed against the wall, and one or two doors of the cabinets were not closed tightly.

There are two other men in the room, one with a crew cut looks about the same age as Duanyu, the other with a capped hair looks a little younger, about seventeen or eighteen, with a childish face.

The two of them sorted out two open spaces from the pile of clothes, and stared at the middle-aged woman and Duan Yu who came in from the door in silence.

"Okay, everyone is here." The middle-aged woman took out a lady's cigarette from the cigarette case on the table in front of the sofa, and the man with a crew cut who was sitting at the table immediately took out a lighter to give She lit a cigarette.

Duan Yu took a look at the man who was lighting a cigarette. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes and his hairstyle was not eye-catching, he had good facial features and a good temperament. He had fine skin, tender flesh, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had a typical boyish face. With a little dressing up, he would definitely be a heartthrob. The pair of long legs in front of the sofa showed his good figure even more.

The woman took a deep breath, looked at him and said appreciatively, "Your reaction is good. In this line of work, you need to understand what women need."

"Praise...Sister Rong." The man smiled shyly, which formed a big contrast with his behavior just now.

"Okay, you two came first. You should have known each other when I was away just now. Now let me introduce this kid to you." Sister Rong held the cigarette in her hand, crossed her arms and asked Duan Yu, " What's your name?"

"Duan Yu." Duan Yu nodded and smiled slightly to the two newcomers who were also newcomers on the sofa.

"Which one is broken? That Duan Duan in Tianlong Babu?" Sister Rong looked at Duanyu curiously.

"Dragon Babu? Lord Duan?" A bunch of question marks popped up in Duan Yu's mind, but he still answered Sister Rong's question calmly:

"Break the break, the reputation of the reputation."

"Oh, why did your parents give you such an unflattering name? Broken reputation, broken reputation, how ugly." Sister Rong shook her head dissatisfied, and flicked ash in the ashtray on the table , "Working here with us, you have to change your name."

"You mean to choose a stage name, so it doesn't matter." Duan Yu doesn't care about these trivial things, and he certainly won't be here for too long, but he still can't help but wonder, "What's the name?"

"Tang Bohu! Tang Bohu order Qiuxiang! Those women outside are Qiuxiang~" It's okay for the boy with the cover head not to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he wished to poke a hole in the sky, and laughed heartlessly after he finished speaking .

Duan Yu and the flat-headed men were all sweating for him, and at the same time looked nervously at Sister Rong, who had already stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked towards the cap's head with a stern face.

Everyone has just been recruited here, and this tender-headed young man speaks so thoughtlessly, it seems that Sister Rong is not easy to deal with, she is about to explode.

Gaizitou didn't seem to realize how dangerous his situation was at all, and looked at Sister Rong who was approaching him with a smirk as if nothing had happened.

Duanyu held his breath and concentrated, secretly swallowed for him, at this moment, Sister Rong's hand was already stretched towards the lid's head.

"Oh, you bastard, Xiaozui loves to run trains so much." Sister Rong gently pinched the lid's nose with her hand, smiling like a flower, "But I just fell in love with you, pure enough You are stupid enough and handsome enough to make those women unable to get really angry with you, just like their own sons, many women like you."

"That's that, that's that!" Gaizitou looked rather smug, as happy as a fool.

"Is this kid an idiot? Saying he is like raising a son is considered a compliment? I think she treats him as a son." Duan Yu shook his head, deeply doubting Sister Rong's standards for knowing and employing people. The kiln in the 21st century is only glamorous in appearance, and the employment is completely incomparable with that of the Song Dynasty.

"Okay! Then listen to our little Song Mu." Sister Rong clapped her hands, looked at Duanyu and said, "From today on, your stage name with me will be Bohu!"

Duan Yu didn't know the origin of Tang Bohu's name. Since Sister Rong had already made a decision, he could only accept it, but saw Xiaoping on the sofa turning his head and covering his mouth and started laughing.

Just as Sister Rong was about to introduce Xiaopingtou's name to Duanyu, the door of the staff room was pushed open, "Sister Rong, Brother Yang is here."

The person who pushed the door was the waiter of the nightclub, and behind him stood a man with a mustache, a cigarette in his mouth, and a large silver box in his hand.

"These three?" A man with a mustache named Brother Yang came in, and glanced at Duan Yu's faces, "They have a good background."

"Let me introduce to you. He is our makeup stylist. He will make up with you in a while, and then guide you to dress according to your temperament. The clothes are all in the cabinet. You can call him Brother Yang." Sister Rong said .

Except Duanyu, Song Mu and Xiaopingtou both nodded to Brother Yang.

"I'll leave it to you here." Sister Rong smiled politely at Brother Yang, and left the staff room with the waiter.

Brother Yang didn't say anything, opened the box in his hand and put it on the table, went to the closet behind the sofa to search for clothes, and looked back at the three of them from time to time.

Duanyu saw that the box was full of various makeup tools and cosmetics, as well as professional scissors and combs for haircutting

"Hello, my name is Shao Tingyou." Taking advantage of the spare time, Xiao Pingtou came to Duan Yu's side and said with a smile.

"Hello." Duan Yu also smiled, "You should have heard my name just now."

"Well, I'll call you Bohu here." Shao Tingyou said.

I don't know if it's the illusion of Duanyu, but he always felt that Shao Tingyou was holding back his laughter when he called him by his stage name.

"You three stand over here." Yang He held several sets of clothes in his hand, and half of his body was still buried in the cabinet.

The three of them glanced at each other, Duan Yu shrugged lightly, and walked behind Brother Yang first.

Brother Yang had already picked out a set of clothes for each of them, he held them up in his hand and compared them in front of them, nodding while doing the comparison, until it was Duan Yu's turn, he suddenly frowned.

"I said why your legs are so short, you see the pants in my hand are growing on you." Brother Yang sighed.

Duanyu looked awkwardly at Shao Tingyou and Song Mu who were standing beside him. They were about the same size, about half a head smaller than Duanyu's height, about 1 meters, but Song Mu was still young. The figure is not strong enough, it looks a little thin.

"You are a stylist, the pants don't fit well is something you should solve, maybe you still want to add another piece of my leg?" Duanyu sneered, since Brother Yang didn't give him face, of course he didn't either. It will give him a good look.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that sister Rong has found a great guy this time." Yang Ge looked at Duanyu and snorted, put the pants in his hand back into the cabinet, and picked out another one for him.

"This one should be fine." Brother Yang compared Duan Yu again, and after confirming that they all fit, he threw the clothes on him, then threw half of the cigarette butt in his mouth into the ashtray, and after a long sigh of relief, He patted Duan Yu's shoulder heavily, smiled meaningfully and said to him:

"Just came out to play, you have to learn to be more tactful and don't speak so aggressively. Although my status is not as good as that of Sister Rong, I have met many people in this industry. People like you may attract women, but in If you want to get out of the circle, it will be difficult, everyone here is a youthful meal, if your peers can't tolerate you, how much do you think you have to survive?"

After finishing speaking, he raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, and said to the three of them, "Hurry up and change your clothes, get your hair and makeup done, and you all have to go out and test the waters."