Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

Jiang Qiao and Tang Mufan stood together, each drinking a cup of fat sea.

The instruments were almost packed away, and the venue was vacated again.

Jiang Qiao asked, "What's for dinner tonight?"

Tang Mufan said: "Anyway, there is a performance fee tomorrow, why not go out to eat tonight..."

What to eat

No movement.

Jiang Qiao glanced at him suspiciously, and found that the people around him were always staring in one direction. He followed his gaze and saw a black Bentley driving into this 'slum'.

He had guessed who it was, and he had long felt that it was not that simple.

"I..." He wanted to say that he would handle it, but Tang Mufan stretched out his hand and held it down for him.

"You probably don't want to see this person again."

Tang Mufan left only this sentence and walked forward.

Several black Bentleys came up and down, several Western men in black suits, all of them were strong and strong, facing a group of practitioners, Tang Mufan and his brothers looked like a row of bean sprouts.

But the young man is not afraid of the sky and the earth, he sticks his neck and does not retreat a step.

Tang Mufan walked to the front and looked at the only person in the car who hadn't got off.

"I'm the one who decides what to do, what account is on my head."

The people in the car didn't move, and the bodyguard standing in front of Tang Mufan spoke English.

Xiaojiu can understand but pretends not to understand: "Speak bird language, human language."

His legs trembled violently, and he yelled super loudly, making him look extraordinarily strong.

The people in the car slowly got down. They were different from the scumbag Tang Mufan imagined. He had an ordinary appearance, and he managed to make himself look like a dog by relying on a high-quality suit and luxury accessories.

"The person I want to see is not you."

"I know." Tang Mufan was wearing a T-shirt, with his arms folded around his chest, and he was not at all inferior: "But the person you want to see doesn't want to see you."

The bodyguard next to him took a step forward, the man stretched out his hand to block it, and said in a gentlemanly voice, "justkids."

The teenage Ben Er rebellious boy couldn't hear the word "children" the most. He swung his drum stick and uttered a few national curses, but Tang Mufan stopped them all.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man said confidently: "You guys just made a small mistake, I won't worry about it, let Jiang Qiao come out, I have something to talk to him about."

"He's not interested in talking to you."

"Scumbag!"

"Beasts!"

"Sima stuff."

This is what Tang Mufan taught them to scold. They are already very proficient at this time, and it is too late to stop them. Tang Mufan can only touch the back of his head, pick up a beer bottle casually, and prepare to bite the bullet.

At this time, the man's face turned blue and white, and he almost couldn't hold it back, but he saw Jiang Qiao's figure behind the tree, and he barely suppressed his anger: "Then please tell him, I don't want the matter to develop to this point." .I hope he will give him a chance. Let's sit down and have a good talk. We are all friends, so don't make too much trouble."

The latter sentence was more like a threat.

Tang Mufan's face became even colder.

"I don't think there should be anything to talk about."

The man didn't say anything, left his business card on the guardrail beside him, and left.

Tang Mufan glanced at his business card, the Chinese name is Luo Ye, the company he works for looks familiar, they seem to have participated in a competition organized by this company.

He withdrew his gaze and kicked a few cursing people back.

The baboon said, "What does that saying say, a dog is always a dog, but a man is always not a man."

Xiaojiu said: "I hate this kind of disgusting scumbag the most. If you don't like it, just say it. If you leave, you will leave. If you are in two boats, you will eat what's in the pot and miss what's in the pot."

Milk didn't want to hide his flamboyant nature anymore, rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't that what you men are all like, you just want the red flag at home to not fall and the colorful flags to flutter outside." After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Qiao who came over at some time , "Right, Brother Qiao?"

Jiang Qiao only felt that it was ridiculous, how can he prove that his attribute is really pure 1?We can't really be sisters.

He looked at Tang Mufan.

Tang Mufan was still scratching his hair. He felt that this matter was not suitable for joking, so he raised his foot and kicked Milk to stop him from continuing to flirt.

"Pack up and prepare to go out to eat."

"Let me treat you." Jiang Qiao said.

After eating free food for so long, it's time to give a little.

Jiang Qiao called a hotel he used to go to when he came to this city for vacation, and asked for a private room where they could play wild to their heart's content.

The hotel arranged a car to pick it up, it was also a Bentley, and it was the same model.

After getting into the car, Milk said: "The scumbag's car is also this model, did he also rent it from the hotel?"

"No, that car doesn't belong to him." Jiang Qiao's expression turned slightly cold. Luo Ye prefers sports cars, and that car was chosen by another owner.

Which pot does not open which pot.

Milk closed his mouth wisely.

Jiang Qiao didn't speak any more along the way, looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

When Bentley arrived at the hotel, the lobby manager with the nameplate on it bent down to open the door, with one hand neatly attached to his waist and the other on the roof of the car, speaking Chinese.

"welcome."

Menying stood in two rows, with his back straight, and when he saw someone coming, he shouted slogans and bowed in one go.

The young man in the slum experienced VIP-level treatment for the first time, his eyes were full of excitement, his mouth opened exaggeratedly, and he looked at Jiang Qiao excitedly and excitedly.

Jiang Qiao gave a soothing look: "Enjoy it."

Jiang Qiao's original intention was to let them have a good meal, appease the heart of losing their jobs, and welcome tomorrow in a better state by the way, but once these poor boys come into contact with the words "eating and drinking for nothing", they will go crazy act wildly.

Milk took the hot towel from the waiter to wipe his hands, and he started ordering food before he even sat down.

"Wine should not be expensive, but plenty of it, and good-looking ones, and the photos will look good and atmospheric."

"You can eat whatever you like, but you can have more meat."

It's like I haven't seen the world.

Jiang Qiao added a few signature dishes he often ordered, and explained to the butler who took care of them: "All their requirements are met, but the wine can't be served too much."

"Yes, sir."

After Jiang Qiao finished speaking, he left the box while they opened the bottle.

There is a suite in this hotel that he has reserved for a long time. He always lives here when he comes here for fun. Jiang Qiao wants to see if there is anything worth taking with him, because he probably won't come again in the future.

The first time he opened the door, he saw the group photo in the living room.

Lan Zhu also asked him at that time, it was just a hotel room, was it necessary.

Jiang Qiao's answer at the time was: "For people like me, the greatest specialty is the feeling of living in a hotel and becoming a monk."

He walked into the room, and before he picked up the photo frame, he heard footsteps behind him.

Tang Mufan poked his head in from the door.

"convenient?"

Jiang Qiao nodded, "By the way, help me close the door."

Tang Mufan entered the room lightly, and saw the group photo at first sight.

Because the people in the photo are so attractive that people can't ignore its existence.

It's a photo of Jiang Qiao and a man. The man should be much older than Jiang Qiao. He doesn't have a very stunning appearance. His smile is gentle and elegant, and there seems to be a warm spring breeze in his eyes. It's the kind that makes people feel very comfortable at a glance. man.

"he is……"

"His name is Lan Zhu." Jiang Qiao found a cloth bag from somewhere and put the photo in it. "He is my first teacher."

He has no memory of the name 'Luo Ye', but he still remembers 'ZHU·LAN'.

"When we first arrived here, we signed up for a music competition held by a cultural company."

Jiang Qiao listened to him while packing his things.

"Oh?"

"I remember that the rules of that competition were very special. There were no requirements for the contestants. The only requirement was that the songs, lyrics and music must be original, and then we actively signed up."

Jiang Qiao could almost imagine their arrogance. At the same time, he knew Lan Zhu's character better, and he was looking forward to the following plot.

Tang Mufan is a person who doesn't talk much, and it took him a long time to recall the sad memory of that day.

They prepared two pieces for the competition, one in Chinese and one in English.They were quite confident in the Chinese song, but the English song had only five lines of lyrics due to their limited proficiency, most of which were mixed with 'oh' and 'ye'. When they noticed that there was a Chinese judge named 'ZHU·LAN' in the jury, It can be said that I am very happy.

Tang Mufan remembers very, very clearly that when they started to perform, Zhu·lan's expression was joy and surprise for the first five seconds, then he began to frown, and finally his expression was close to constipation.

"I thought to myself at the time, could it be that we guessed wrong, and he actually doesn't understand Chinese? But after our performance ended, we saw the cruel truth."

Lan Zhu didn't use a microphone, and his voice was very low. Tang Mufan couldn't lip-talk, but he still read the silent words very accurately.

"What kind of crap is this?"

Jiang Qiao almost collapsed from laughing on the sofa.

"He never swears at people, and it seems that he was really frightened by your completely different lyrics."

Jiang Qiao's words were quite tactful, and he didn't directly criticize Tang Mufan's shitty lyrics writing skills by name.

He asked Tang Mufan: "I saw your performance that day, and I know a lot of people. I should have performed there for a while. Do you regret it? Because a judge who once disliked him lost his job again. "

Tang Mufan sat on the other side of the sofa, leaning on the armrest with one hand, and looked sideways at Jiang Qiao: "After we failed in the competition, we began to look for various job opportunities, and we received an interview invitation not long after. It was an interview, but actually He paid us half a month's performance fee in advance after only seeing each other. If you didn't say that most of the bars on that street are the joint property of him and the scumbag, I would still think that our musical talent conquered it. Barkeeper."

The gears of fate made everything cleverly linked together.

Jiang Qiao didn't have many things to take away, only a few trinkets he bought with Lanzhu, and a few suits that Lanzhu customized for him. Send it back to China directly for him.

Tang Mufan retreated to the corridor to wait for him first, and when he came out, he asked, "You probably won't come to this city again in the future?"

"Ah."

In fact, he likes this city very much. He has been wandering around for a long time, and this is the place where he stayed the longest except his hometown Qingcheng.

But he really didn't want to come back.

Tang Mufan asked again: "Then when are you leaving? Watch our performance tomorrow, a complete performance."

Jiang Qiao wanted to say that he was actually not that anxious, but it seemed that there was no point in staying any longer.

"I'll wait and see."

When they returned to the box again, the three of them were already drunk.

Jiang Qiao arranged for someone to take them home, and in the end he and Tang Mufan took the same car.

Tang Mufan answered the phone in the car.

Thanks to the huge noise of the old mobile phone, which completely lost the sound quality, Jiang Qiao who was next to him could completely hear what was said on the other end of the phone.

It should be from the boss who gave them the opportunity to perform, and told him tactfully that they have provoked a big shot who cannot be messed with. This film should not be able to get along. If you want to continue performing, try another city.

Tang Mufan hung up the phone expressionlessly, raised his lips, and let out a cold sneer.

Jiang Qiao didn't expect Luo Ye to be as shameless as this, and even played 'blocking'. Who did he think he was?

"Do you want……"

Tang Mufan didn't finish listening to his words, so he sneered and said, "I don't believe he still has the ability to make all the restaurants not allow us to wash the dishes. As long as there are still dishes to wash, there will be leftovers to eat, and we won't starve to death." .”

Jiang Qiao couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

He has been to many places and met many people in his life. Tang Mufan is the first strange person he has ever seen who can say 'washing dishes' as brilliantly as the Spring Festival Gala.

In Jiang Qiao's impression, most people who engage in art have an arrogance, including himself, but he didn't expect Tang Mufan to be the down-to-earth one, so down-to-earth that he almost planted it in the ground.

Tang Mufan has his own philosophy.

He believes that dreams should be down-to-earth step by step. He is never afraid of how deep he sinks in the mud of reality. He firmly believes that he will be able to climb out sooner or later.