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Although there are emergency funds for the time being, but after all, the amount is limited by visual inspection, so it is better to save some money for later use.The two of them didn't dare to splurge, so they gave up those high-end restaurants with ostentatious signs, and found a Vietnamese noodle shop on the street, ordered two big-name noodle soups, added a set of beef balls, and a few fried spring rolls, hula la I drank all the soup base, and finally barely filled my stomach.

After dinner, Rong Chuan took out the money in the bag and cleaned it up.All banknotes and coins together are about 500w Vietnamese Dong, which is equivalent to about 1500 yuan when converted into RMB.According to the guide for returning to China provided by the proprietress, the money can barely support them to go through various procedures, but if you add accommodation and meals, it is obviously still stretched.

He was still worried, but Han Ying was quite satisfied with the fact that he was able to have food and housing that night. Under the guise of "saving food and money", he found a cheap hotel and opened a big bed room openly. , and then took a hot bath happily.After washing, he came out of the bathroom humming a song, and found Rong Chuan frowning at the pile of money in front of him, and quickly patted him on the shoulder in relief: "Why are you still worried?"

"Just now I asked the boss to borrow a computer to check. The Vietnam embassy is taking a long time to do background checks. If it doesn't work, I might have to pay back the red envelopes. I was thinking that if I have to live in Saigon for a while, the money It's definitely not enough. Now that you can sell all the valuable things, you are left to sell yourself, but your face is so swollen now, I'm afraid the price is not good, so you have to think of a way..."

"Damn! How can you just rely on me for prostitution, you can do it too!"

"Don't be naughty, Uncle, how could I steal your business? Of course, this kind of thing is a matter of strength, and it must be Yingjuju you!"

"Sell it!"

Han Yingshun was thinking about lust and desire, and needed to replenish the energy he hadn't stored up for a long time after the injury, so he quickly pulled him to lie down on the bed: "You can give me anything for thirty or fifty cents, and I'll try it out cheap. "

There is nothing to do in the middle of the night, and the two guys who have no money to squander naturally have no entertainment items to entertain. Listening to the bursts of music and music outside the window facing the street makes people tickle, and they simply treat each other's body as a casino and enjoy it endlessly Two rounds came.

It was nearly midnight after the work was over, and the tide of emotion had subsided, and no one wanted to close their eyes.Han Ying crawled on the bed and lost his mind for a while, and vaguely heard singing coming from downstairs, so he quickly dragged Rong Chuan up and went downstairs to watch the excitement.

Most of the small hotels on Pham Ngu Lao Street have catering on the ground floor and guest rooms upstairs.After the meal time, the restaurant on the ground floor is automatically transformed into a bar for the leisurely entertaining guests to drink, chat and hook up.In order to create an atmosphere, no matter how simple the bar is, there will also be one or two singers who play and sing with guitars on their backs.This humble hotel is no exception. Although there is little business, there is still a small corner near the bar as a stage.Right now, a man who is nearly forty years old is affectionately singing English songs with strange pronunciation to a few girls.

Han Ying pulled Rong Chuan to find a place to sit down, and frankly shook his hand at the wine list handed over by the waiter, indicating that there was no consumption demand.Since they were residents in the store, the waiter couldn't put on a look of leaving without consuming, rolled his eyes slightly, and then sat back behind the bar.

"This guy doesn't sing very well... his voice is also average, I think he can drive away a lot of customers at the YY concert!"

Han Ying listened to the song for a while, but couldn't understand the left and right, so he just commented on it for his own entertainment.

"You're suitable... You've been told to sit here if you don't want to spend money. Where else do you get so much money?"

"Damn! What's this talking about? Don't I have fewer times when I mix online and get prostituted for nothing? Isn't Heizi still going on after prostitution? Besides, we are sitting here to help him gain popularity in his shop. Such a big handsome guy is here , You can attract many girls just by looking at your face!"

"However, the part above your nose is very swollen, and the only thing you can see at first sight is a huge piece of gauze..."

"Go away! I can beat up the whole store just by the nose, okay?"

"Oh?"

"Of course, except you..."

As soon as I said this, as if to cheer him up, in the shop where there were no two people, there was actually a wave of Korean fake faces with exquisite makeup. 5 or 6 girls gathered together softly, and only Han Ying and the others could sit at the only long table directly in front of them. After a while, they completely blocked their view of watching the singer.

Han Ying stretched his neck for a long time, and finally sat back down: "Damn, I can't see anything now."

"I can't see you, you can perform by yourself!" Rong Chuan smiled and said, "Didn't Ying Juju choose "Super Male Voice" before? I haven't asked how you were eliminated in the end?"

"Hi! Don't mention that!" Han Ying waved his hand very depressed: "They have been carrying me around for a long time, doing all kinds of singing and dancing talent shows, and finally saying that I can't sing well, so if I want to enter the showbiz I have to be a trainee first, and it is more likely that I will form a group in the future to be the face. I didn’t understand it, so I asked someone to ask. It turns out that the face is just to show off. Isn’t this an insult to my talent in disguise? What’s more, the knowledgeable people also said that there are so many combinations now, and those who are selected by the draft may not be able to make their debut in the end! I’m sick so I wasted my time doing unreliable business deals, and finally didn’t agree to sign. I was eliminated. But it’s okay, I’m so popular now, just hold a YY song party or run a comic exhibition, and the fans who come to cheer will beat up the little stars they signed, okay?"

"Yes yes yes, Ying Juju is full of talent rnb! It's a pity that I didn't see you singing and dancing in the talent show back then."

"Eh? It's not difficult! Although I'm injured and can't dance now, I can still sing!"

Rong Chuan made a casual joke, but Han Ying took it seriously.Seeing that the uncle on the stage had put down his guitar and made a gesture of dying, he suddenly stood up and trotted towards the stage. He snatched the guitar in his hand, and sat on the chair in the middle of the stage with a big stab.

Rong Chuan didn't have time to stop him, and under the sweat, he could only force himself to sit in the audience calmly and watch him show himself with confidence.Han Ying plucked the strings twice casually, winked in his direction, and then began humming along with the simple chords with great concentration.

Although the skills are still not improving, the treble is broken in several places, the bass is stuck, the guitar level is also numb, and I stuttered and played a few wrong notes, but after all, the sound advantage is against the sky, and I have grown a provocative The Korean fake face sisters, who originally talked together, quickly attracted attention. They swayed the tableware in their hands as light sticks all the way, and applauded desperately at the end of the song.

Han Ying was very proud, and blew a kiss to the guest with winking eyebrows, and then he walked off the stage, just sitting down without taking a breath, the waiter brought a fruit plate, two wines, and a bouquet of flowers over , said with a smile that it was given by the guest at the next table.

The noodle soup dinner with limited oil and water has already been digested, and it is naturally an extra joy to have such a free supper suddenly.By now, Han Ying had long lost his morals, and while stuffing watermelon into his mouth, he waved his hands and thanked the benefactors frequently.

The Korean girls peeked at him, pushed and kneaded each other for a long time, and finally chose two more courageous representatives, who came forward to strike up a conversation in Korean English.After chatting a few words in a circle of people, they sat together and played with the sieve cup.When the wine was over and the girls finally left the scene happily, Han Ying ran to the bar with the big bouquet of flowers, muttered and gestured for a while, and returned with several banknotes.

"Hey, this job can be done!"

The one-night adventure suddenly opened up a new way of thinking for Han Ying to make a fortune. While flicking the banknotes in his hand triumphantly, he started to conceive: "You sing better than me, otherwise we will really form a group and sell singing on the street tomorrow." ? In this way, the living expenses are also covered, and you can also play by the way, which is much better than collecting flowers in YY, don’t you think?”

"I dont go."

It would be embarrassing to imagine such a scene, and Rong Chuan immediately refused: "I have to go to the police station to report the crime tomorrow, and if it goes well, I will go to the embassy. You have a forehead injury, so don't run around, stay in the room Take a good rest, do you hear me?"

"Oh..." Han Ying replied casually, but his eyes kept rolling: "However, the bars are not open during the day. I walked around here twice before and found that there are many people selling songs on the road. There is so much competition. , the business may not be easy to do. In fact, I really think that the combination is more advantageous..."

"Combination you ghost!!! hkt from China?"

Rong Chuan really didn't know where he got such a big obsession, so he hurriedly continued to kill him: "Be safe, don't make troubles with your wound on your back. If you are injured, you should rest well. I will take you to the hospital when I finish my work tomorrow daytime." Find a small clinic to change the medicine, and buy some aspirin to eat, so that the wound can recover sooner."

"Okay, I get it!" Seeing that the suggestion didn't resonate with him, Han Ying angrily stopped thinking about it.The two returned to the room to take a shower, and after lying on the bed, Han Ying suddenly bumped into the person next to him: "By the way, what do you say in English for being robbed?"

"Berobbed of...why are you asking that?"

"Just ask, how do you spell it?"

"...I will write to you when I get up tomorrow."

"Oh oh oh, that's the best!"

Han Ying turned over, hugged him tightly, and did not forget to tell him before closing his eyes: "You must remember!!!"

Rong Chuan didn't understand why he suddenly became interested in English, but considering the many things he had to do tomorrow, he didn't have time to delve into it further. After a simple exchange of goodnight kisses, he quickly closed his eyes.

When Rong Chuan opened his eyes the next day, Han Ying was still in the dream, his eyes looked bruised, and his whole face was still swollen.Rong Chuan didn't bother him when he saw this, he changed his clothes lightly and went downstairs, considering his road-crazy nature, he asked the boss for a business card of the hotel before going out, and put it in his pocket as a treasure Then he took a taxi and went straight to the police station.

The location of the police station was not far from their accommodation, and the car stopped within a few steps.Rong Chuan got out of the car, knocked on the door of a room, and said he wanted to report the crime to get proof.The people in the room looked at each other, but no one seemed to understand what he was talking about.

Considering that Vietnam was once a French colony, Rong Chuan immediately began to switch modes between English and French, but the communication still ended in failure.This delay lasted for more than an hour, and the office staff in the police station obviously couldn't come up with any good solutions after the communication was ineffective, so they threw him aside like a football for cold treatment.

Rong Chuan walked out of the police station in a hurry, brazenly caught passers-by and asked if you could help with the translation in English and Vietnamese.After all, he was lucky, and after struggling for another hour in a low voice, he finally met a beautiful Chinese woman working in Vietnam. She enthusiastically expressed that although his English is not good, he can still help with translation between Chinese and Vietnamese. .When Rong Chuan met such a little angel in almost despair, it was like meeting his own mother. He was grateful and quickly gave a simple summary description of the matter.

The beauty looked very reliable. After expressing sympathy for his experience, she quickly recounted to the police.The two sides talked for a while, made a long transcript, and the legendary alarm record was finally released.Rong Chuan held the thin piece of paper, as if he had obtained a pass to heaven, and was about to take a breath when the beauty reminded him: "Mr. Rong, you have to go to the embassy now. I get off work at 4 o'clock, you are late, I am afraid that things will not be finished."

After being reminded by this, Rong Chuan didn't care about the meal, and watched the other party leave with gratitude, so he bought a bottle of mineral water in a small shop on the side of the road and called for a taxi.

When the car drove to the gate of the embassy, ​​it was the time when the sun was shining.Rong Chuan was tired and hungry, but he was not in the mood to rest. Looking at the soldiers on duty standing in front of the building, he quickly went up to say hello.The on-duty staff straddled their guns and looked serious. It seems that they have seen a lot of people like this, and they have already cultivated certain language skills. Quickly open the iron gate.

Next to the iron gate was a guard room, and an old man was sitting in it. He didn't even lift his eyelids when he came in, and waved his hand to say that he would say something.

Rong Chuan has always been smooth sailing in his past experience. With the dual blessings of his family background and his own ability, he always felt that he was almost omnipotent. Embarrassed and embarrassed, I finally came to the Chinese embassy, ​​and finally had a sense of belonging to my relatives in a foreign country, but I was still treated so coldly, I just felt my heart was cold, so I put it in the police station without emotion, emotion, color, or color. The story that has been told several times in the bureau was told again, and then stood aside, waiting for the other party to deal with it.

The old doorman started yawning halfway through hearing it, and finally threw a form for him to fill out with a wave of his hand.Rong Chuan humbly asked him to borrow a pen with a smile on his face, and seeing that the other party didn't intend to let him in to share the room, he consciously found a nearby shaded place and squatted down, and filled out the form stroke by stroke.

There were a lot of things to fill in on the form, and he didn't understand what was going on in many columns. Thinking back to the doorman's indifferent attitude, he simply left it blank, thinking that he would wait until the specific communication.The old guard put away his watch, patted it aside and made a phone call. After a while, a female clerk in high heels appeared in front of the two of them with thumping steps.

"What's going on here? Call me over with so many blank fields left unfilled? What should I do if I don't have any photos? Is there any logic to these people you want to handle?"

The woman picked up the form and glanced at it, and she was reprimanded straight away, and Rong Chuan didn't dare to argue even if he asked others, and continued to ask about the specific matters in the blank column in a low voice.The woman looked at her watch frequently, feeling impatient, as if the young man in front of her had a pretty face, her attitude was a little softer: "You can ask the doorman about these things, post the photos according to the requirements, and then hand over the information The same goes for you youngsters, you are so busy going out that you don’t have any snacks, not to mention lost things, and it’s so hard to fill in the information, and you don’t know how to get along in China!”

The guard was implicated and shot indirectly, so he naturally had a bad attitude as a guide.Rong Chuan has been used to being a top student since he was a child. He has never been insulted by this kind of IQ. He swallowed his anger and filled out the information. He found a place and rented a computer to export the photos of himself and Han Ying that were stored in the mailbox before. I printed it out, pasted it carefully, and after several times of checking that it was correct, I troubled the doorman again with a smiling face and passed on to the clerk again.

This time it went quite smoothly. After the female clerk finished checking, she finally took away the materials and gave her the right to pay.When Rong Chuan heard that he had to pay the fee at the Bank of China, and only accepted US dollars, his head exploded, and he thought vainly that he should save some money and find it by himself, or simply take a taxi.In the end, Lu Chi's attributes made him finally ruthless, and found a compromise method to order a small motorcycle parked on the side of the road to solicit business, and with great effort borrowed the logo of the Bank of China to explain his destination.The motorcycle owner whistled knowingly, stepped on the accelerator and started to gallop forward.The oncoming hot wind hits his face, and the dust around him is blown up by bursts. Rong Chuan suddenly remembered that Han Ying carried him like this during the trip to Dongguan, wandering in the countryside, and his mind was full of feelings .

At the gate of the Bank of China, Rong Chuan took out money to pay the fare.Counting one by one, the owner of the car with a cigarette butt in his mouth impatiently smoked a handful from his hand like a robbery.Rong Chuan couldn't catch up in time, and he didn't expect to meet him in broad daylight at all. He was stunned and watched the other party cheer up and then walk away.

I finally rushed to pay the fees that needed to be paid before the bank closed. After a hard day, I finally finished all the things. The next step is to wait for the domestic receipt to go to the Immigration Bureau to apply for a visa. However, the waiting time is specific. How long, but can only fight character.

The money that Han Ying earned from selling the watch was not much left after the baptism of normal expenses, and with the disaster of the motorcycle owner just now, it feels like it has become a thin share.Rong Chuan was reluctant to use it for dinner, and just wanted to save and pay the accommodation fee for the next day first, so as to guarantee a place to stay.Hungry, he took a taxi back to the hotel, only to find that the room was empty and there was no one there. The person who should have been recovering from his injuries had long since disappeared.

He was thinking about the other person's body in his heart, and he was afraid that something would go wrong with him running around, even though he was exhausted, he immediately went downstairs again, walked to the front of the bar and asked, "Excuse me, did you see my friend?" It's the one with the gauze wrapped around her head!"

"Oh...that young man you mentioned, I saw it!" A waiter who just came back from the door smiled and pointed to the outside with a ambiguous smile: "Go out and turn right, go straight ahead, Go to the square at the end, where your friend is singing."

"Sing?"

Rong Chuan didn't expect that he would do what he said, and actually went to make a fool of himself in public. He was shocked and angry, and hurriedly followed the other party's instructions to find someone in the square.

At this moment when the lights are on, the crowd is like weaving, and the small square at the corner of Bar Street is full of people in circles. The voices of hawking and shouting come and go, mixed with the singing of piano music by street performers, creating a commotion.Rong Chuan opened several circles one after another, but he didn't see any familiar figure. He became more and more anxious, wondering if this guy changed places on a whim, and passed by a young couple from China. The conversation caught his attention.

"That buddy at the corner just now was so funny...I wondered if he was out of his mind, hahaha"

"Don't say that... If what he said is true, it's really miserable to elope to Vietnam as a homosexual and lose his wallet! And he was injured. They are all Chinese. Please support him a little bit."

"You are too kind, this guy is a liar at first glance! Otherwise, he is here to make a joke. The clothes, pants and shoes he wears are not cheap, so he has money to sing, is he funny?"

"But I think he is quite handsome, so it should be good to tidy up."

"Come on, the more bastards you are now, the better you will grow. Finding a boyfriend is still as easy as finding me."

"Go! Talk nonsense again!"

Rong Chuan only felt a buzzing in his head, and hurried over in the direction they came from.In the corner of the square, there are layers upon layers of people, and there are bursts of laughter from pointing and pointing. It seems that the performers in it are not affected by the remoteness of the terrain.

Rong Chuan squeezed in with some embarrassment, and Han Ying suddenly stood in the center of the circle, holding a broken guitar and a bad amplifier that he borrowed from nowhere, singing Jay Chou's "Blue and White Porcelain".A lot of coins and banknotes have been piled up on an old newspaper in front of him, but the most eye-catching thing is a big-character poster laid out in front of the newspaper.

"weisgayloverfroma.

wee here but no money.

ising, help we!"

There are frequent grammatical errors in this paragraph, both is and are are unclear, the nonsense English is bolded, and there are actually two cartoon villains holding hands at the bottom of the sentence.Han Ying didn't let go of the mole of tears on his face, and dealt with it very meticulously and realistically.The onlookers listened to the song and discussed with the big-character posters. Occasionally, some people came forward to put down a little money, but they didn't know whether it was because they watched the monkey show well or expressed sympathy for his IQ and EQ.

"Hey, Rong Chuan, you're back!!!"

After singing the song, Han Ying was drinking water with his neck up. He glanced at a familiar face in the crowd, hurried over a few steps and held his hand beamingly: "I made a lot of money, it's fun." Just now, a girl from China asked for a song, and I happen to be able to sing too! Since you are back, why not come and play together, we can form a group, and then..."

"It's enough!!!"

Another male protagonist from the legendary gaylover group appeared, causing commotion from the crowd.Countless eyes swept towards Rong Chuan full of inquiry, and the sound of laughter shook people's eardrums for a while.

Rong Chuan had been busy for a day and suffered countless angers. He was already full of anger, but suddenly being pushed into the advertising space and became the focus of attention, he was even more ashamed and angry.The people around him were still chattering about selling Amway to him, pointing at the banknotes in the newspaper with joy and opening and closing their mouths, trying to pull him into the circle.

The never-before-seen exhaustion and shame flooded the sky, and Rong Chuan couldn't bear it anymore.In the end, he pushed the person holding his hand hard, pushed away the crowd, walked forward quickly without looking back, and quickly disappeared into the night.