After wearing books, I became a scholar

"Hey, why did you come back so soon?"

Zhou Zhiqian glanced at the little white hair who came out of the bathroom first and was talking to the bar manager.

Meng Qi's "hobby" is not known to his family, but his friends all know it. They like to make fun of it, and Meng Qi doesn't shy away from it.

Meng Qi gave an "um" and didn't say anything.

Nan Bin knocked his juice glass with the wine bottle, "If you like it, go for it, don't hold back, it's not like you can't beat him."

Meng Qi sneered, "Am I just such a rascal in your eyes, do you force me?"

Nan Bin said in a serious tone: "How can you do it if you are not hard, you can do it if you are soft?"

Meng Qi smiled and said nothing.

The resident singer on the stage changed, and the girl who sang for a long time went down.

Zhou Zhiqian touched Meng Qi, "Hey, hey, look, look, the little house sparrow is on stage."

"Don't take nicknames indiscriminately." Meng Qi said with disgust, but his eyes followed the stage honestly.

Holding the guitar in his hand, Xu Ye turned down the volume, and asked the accompanist behind him to turn off the music. The bar lights, which were not bright enough, went out again.

"This bar really saves electricity." Lin Yi smacked his lips.

It cannot be denied that in this way, the eyes of everyone in the bar were all focused on one place.

When the guitar is plucked, the sound is crisp.

A lyrical English song without accompaniment played slowly with the sound of the guitar.

Regardless of whether the pronunciation is accurate or not, the voice alone is enough to seduce.

Xu Ye's voice was a little high, a bit like it was pulled up hard, but when he sang, he had a soft smoky voice, low and slightly hoarse.

"It should be good to put your voice on the bed, right?" Nan Bin asked Meng Qi who was staring at the stage with a half-smile.

"Drink your wine." Meng Qi bumped his wine with the juice glass.

Nan Bin bumped into Lin Yi with the wine, and both of them laughed a little bit badly.

Xu Ye sang three songs in total, and stepped off the stage after singing.

"Why don't you sing?" the woman next to him shouted.

The bar manager came over and said: "Our singer sings three songs a day, and we have finished singing today."

"Can't I add more money? How much is it for him to sing three songs, and let him sing three more."

The bar manager was a little embarrassed, "How about I ask him?"

The woman threw a few red tickets on the table, "Give it to him, give him a tip, and give him two bottles of wine. Just now I saw him drinking alone over there, so I asked him if he would like to come over."

The bar manager took the money, called the waiter to get the wine, and hurried to find Xu Ye.

Lin Yi poked Meng Qi in a low voice, "I'll go, Lao Meng, follow others, you dare to go up at this age, what's wrong with you?"

"Get out." Meng Qi scolded with a smile, followed the bar manager to the corner with his gaze.

Xu Ye was packing up his things and preparing to leave when he saw the manager come over with a handful of money.

"Additional singing?" Xu Ye looked at the manager strangely, "No singing, if she wants to hear it, ask her to come back tomorrow, tsk, I asked if your manager would do business, so she ordered some wine and listened to the song. Do you want to manage enough? Don’t you stop coming tomorrow if you’ve heard enough today? If you tell her not to listen enough today, you’ll have to order these wines when she comes back tomorrow. Is the few hundred dollars in your hand enough for half the table?”

The manager was taken aback by what he said, "But—"

"But what?" Xu Ye said impatiently, "Take the money back. I didn't come out to sing for the hell out of it, so who will I spend the money on?"

manager:"……"

This is already a generous tip that he has seen before, but this young master still doesn't like it!

The waiter came over with two bottles of wine, and the manager told Xu Ye that they were also given by the lady over there.

The woman watched the manager argue with him for a long time, until the waiter delivered the wine, Xu Ye took a look here.

The woman raised her glass to him gracefully, and then...she saw the young man hugging his fists towards her.

"???"

Fist?

Zhou Zhiqian laughed out loud.

Lin Yi choked on his wine, "Cough, this kid is interesting."

With a smile in his eyes, Meng Qi took a sip of the fruit juice.

The manager came back with the money and the wine, and said to the woman with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, lady, he drank a little too much today, so he won't drink this wine, and the money... To tell you the truth, I see that this young master is here to play tickets, he doesn't seem to care about money at all."

The woman was a little upset, "You don't care about the money and still go to this kind of place to sing?"

"So it's for fun, maybe to experience life. When he came to apply for the job in the afternoon, he said that our guitar was not good, so he bought one himself. Our sound engineer said that he bought it. It's expensive. Tell me, How can anyone who is short of money still spend this wrong money?"

Lin Yi heard what the manager said, and then analyzed it, "I also think that I also have a coat on him, and I don't think he is short of money."

They all know that Lin Yi is extravagant, and his clothes don't have five figures.

Zhou Zhiqian said regretfully, "Then Lao Meng has no chance?"

"It sounds like Lao Meng is short of money." Lin Yi winked at Meng Qi, "What's the matter?"

Several people looked at Meng Qi together.

Is this person chasing or not?

"Crazy." Meng Qi glanced at the three of them, half smiling, "Who has a cigarette?"

Zhou Zhiqian handed him one, Meng Qi waved his hand and brushed it away, "It's a whole, good cigarette, you can't do it."

"Fuck!" Zhou Zhiqian felt that he was despised, "I'm not a three-and-a-half pack, why can't I do it?"

Nan Bin took out an unopened box of imported cigarettes from his pocket, "Why do you want cigarettes?"

"Let's hire." After Meng Qi finished speaking, he raised his hand and called for the manager.

"Sir, what do I need?" the manager asked.

Meng Qi handed him the cigarette in his hand, "Give this to the handsome guy who just sang."

The manager has seen those who give tips, and those who buy drinks, but they have never seen those who give cigarettes.

Thinking of Xu Ye's arrogance just now, the manager thought to himself: He doesn't even care about money, how can he still care about this pack of cigarettes?

"I can send it, but I may not be able to send it out." The manager told him in advance.

Meng Qi nodded, "He will accept it."

Not necessarily, the manager thought.

The woman behind who just sent the money but didn't send it out let out a sneer.

Meng Qi glanced back, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

Zhou Zhiqian knocked on the table, "No, I'm hiring you as a gift. What do you mean by giving cigarettes? I only give you one pack. If you want to give one, there must be one in Nanbin's car."

"No need." Meng Qi picked up the cigarette that Zhou Zhiqian gave him just now and took a puff, "A box is just right, he will accept it."

The manager went over with the cigarettes, Xu Ye looked at the cigarettes and raised his eyebrows, "Which table did you get them from?"

"Just that table."

The manager pointed to the table behind the woman who just gave the money.

In the darkness, the two looked at each other from a distance, and they didn't know if they saw each other clearly.

Xu Ye probably guessed who gave it to him, he smiled, put the cigarette in his pocket, "Say thank you to him for me."

Seeing Xu Ye leave with a cigarette in his pocket, the manager was dumbfounded at first, and then suddenly realized.

...So that's what happened.

It's not that he doesn't accept things, he only accepts gifts from men.

When the manager came over to thank him, Zhou Zhiqian and the others felt incredible.

The woman at the table behind her snorted and left without finishing her drink.

Lin Yi clapped his hands, "There's drama."

...

Before Meng Qi left the bar, he inquired with the manager how much Xu Ye paid for singing here for one night.

"One hundred songs." That's what the manager said.

It was almost time to leave the bar. Meng Qi sat in the car for a while and called Professor Qin.

In the middle of the night, Professor Qin got angry when he answered the phone, "The sky is falling? You have to call me at this time?"

Meng Qi didn't feel guilty for waking someone up in the middle of the night, "I want to tell you about Xu Ye."

As soon as Xu Ye was mentioned, Professor Qin became quiet, "What's wrong with that kid?"

"Call him tomorrow morning and tell him to go to the laboratory to get money, one thousand a day."

"...No." Professor Qin thought he was sleepy, "Where does the laboratory get a thousand a day?"

"I'll pay for it," Meng Qi said, "You just need to call him and tell him. Don't you want him to go back to the lab? That's the only way. Whether you want to call him or not is up to you."

Professor Qin hesitated for a while and asked, "Is he really short of money?"

Professor Qin has always been concerned about Xu Ye's status, but he has never heard that he is short of money. "If he is short of money, you can tell me. The school still wants to hire him."

"I don't know, you can ask him yourself tomorrow." Meng Qi said, "However, the prerequisite for asking him is that he has to go back to school."

The next morning, Xu Ye was woken up by a phone call.

"What?" Xu Ye frowned in confusion.

On the phone, the vigorous voice sounded a little old, "I said I am your grandfather."

Although Xu Ye was in a dormant state, his mind was still spinning. He said "Ah" in a slow voice with the laziness of not waking up, "Grandpa? Then do you know who I am?"

"Aren't you Xu Ye?" the person on the phone asked.

"Wrong." Xu Ye opened his eyes slightly, and said word by word, "I am your father!"

Without waiting for the other party to say anything, Xu Ye hung up the phone, sat up and rubbed Zhi Leng's white hair, "Damn liar, dare to lie to your father, you don't know where you were when I lied to you!"

Xu Ye pressed his phone in a daze, and found that there was a pinned message in WeChat, which was the professor who called him yesterday.

Professor Qin: [The school laboratory costs 1000 yuan a day, come here at [-]:[-] pm. 】

1000 yuan a day is generous enough!

Xu Ye decided to go and have a look.

T University is just across the street from where he lives.

Xu Ye went to the cafeteria yesterday to have something to eat, and asked how to get to the laboratory. When he got to the laboratory, it was empty and there was no one there.

Xu Ye walked around the tables where the machines and experimental equipment were placed with his hands in his pockets. He was not familiar with these things, so he didn't dare to touch anything, for fear that he would have to pay for them if they were damaged.

After waiting for a long time but no one came, Xu Ye yawned boredly.

Lie on the table for a while, and fell asleep accidentally.

When I woke up again, I was poked awake...

Xu Ye looked at the people behind him in confusion, "Dude, you look familiar."

"Really?" Meng Qi was wearing a white coat with his hands in both pockets, looking down at him.

Meng Qi expected him to come, but what Meng Qi didn't expect was that he would sleep lying down here.

Xu Ye sat up, rubbed his eyes and looked back.

This face is very beautiful.

Xu Ye squinted at him, "You are..."

Xu Ye was startled, pointed at him and said, "You are the cigarette butt from last night!"

Meng Qi: "..."

Gave him a whole pack of cigarettes, and he just remembered a cigarette butt?

Dog memory!

Meng Qi returned to his test bench and gave a faint "hmm".

Xu Ye jumped up, and excitedly carried the stool over to him, "Hey, fate, this can happen, my name is Xu Ye, what's your name?"

Meng Qi turned his head and looked over.

He sighed secretly in his heart.

Lost!

He actually remembered his name and so many Jianghu titles, but he didn't even know his name.

The undercurrent in the eyes was hidden under the lens, and the beautiful lips touched lightly, "Meng Qi."