Quick Pass Cannon Fodder Top Rank

An Ran avoids the crowd and walks towards the passageway. Brother Gao happily puts his hands on his shoulders when he sees him. This place is close to the stage and there are various speakers. Brother Gao said a few words to him, but An Ran didn't hear anything. , Shouted: "Ah? Brother Gao, what are you talking about?"

Brother Gao wanted to talk close to An Ran's ear, An Ran immediately understood that he bent down his body which was a head taller than Brother Gao, and then stretched his head towards Brother Gao.

Brother Gao felt that the young man was really considerate, touched An Ran's back in a happy mood, and said: "The young master in it is too boring, he can't even change a magic trick, I brought new people today, and Xiao Le will perform for them ?”

An Ran smiled and nodded, and said a few words to Brother Gao, who couldn't stop laughing.

Zeng Yue looked at the slightly bowed body of the young man in the passage, and the smiling face of the old man who turned to the side and touched his back, and suddenly understood what they were going to do. Is that the thing that was too intense?

An Ran performed three magic tricks for them in a row, so much that the laughter in the box was never heard. Brother Gao slapped An Ran's thigh, and praised Master Qi: "Young master will be trained in this way in the future, don't use those messy, vulgar ones. !"

Master Qi nodded with embarrassment. The dance and magic skills of the young man are at least tenth level professional. Could it be that it takes several years or even ten years to train a person, and they have already lost their money here?When are they opening schools here?Still doing good deeds?

"What's wrong with you?" Brother Gao noticed An Ran's strangeness.

An Ran endured the pain, just now when Brother Gao slapped him, the wound was opened again: "It's okay, I hurt my waist and abdomen a little while dancing recently."

How can I tell the guests what I said to Zeng Yue?You must always make your customers feel how dedicated you are to their service, so that they are willing to pay again and again, but An Ran has dug himself into it...

Brother Gao's eyes lit up: "Then show us a dance."

An Ran even forgot one thing, customers pay money and feel that it is only natural to enjoy all the services, they don't care if it is convenient for you now.

An Ran's face was stunned, Master Qi looked at him a little worried, An Ran was already half in Gao Ge's arms, with one hand on his shoulder, and said coquettishly: "I'm injured today, can I not dance? In a few days The injury is healed, I must be the first one to show Brother Gao."

How can a young master refuse a guest?But An Ran's Wu Nong's soft words sound really nice, like a cotton brush gently scratching his heart, Brother Gao hugged him, and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay."

Suddenly a voice came from Qi Ye's earphones, Qi Ye stood up and greeted with a smile, and went out.

Those businessmen chatted about some things in the mall. An Ran knew that there were some things that others didn’t want to be heard casually. Let him be here, just knowing that he listened. Nor can it be changed.

An Ran refills wine and water for them carefully, some people don't drink and some people drink several glasses and it's all right.

They chatted for a while and stopped talking. Brother Gao turned to look at An Ran, and said with a smile, "Can you hear something?"

An Ran shook her head blankly: "I only understand the words of stocks and funds, and I don't understand anything else.

Brother Gao laughed loudly, looking at An Ran's hand holding the wine bottle to pour him wine, it was white and tender, fingers like green onions.He put his hand in his own, and the contrast was more obvious in this way, a thick and fat hand was covered with a white, tender and slender hand.

Brother Gao flipped An Ran's hand a few times, looked at the clear lines on the palm, and the delicate fingertips without any calluses, and smiled at the crowd: "Your hand looks like a real young master."

An Ran smiled and joked: "How can it be the real young master, the real young master is no longer in this job."

People sometimes have strange names. The kids from rich families are called Young Master, and the waiters in bars and nightclubs are also called Young Master. Isn’t that ironic?

"Hahaha..." Everyone didn't hear the sarcasm in An Ran's mouth.

In the room on the second floor, it was full of depression. Zeng Yang stared at the man holding An Ran with one hand and stroking the young man's hand with the other, angrily said to the people beside him, "Who asked him to sit on the stage?!"

Master Qi smiled wryly, didn't you let him sit on the stage?He also said that he must experience the feeling of being played by everyone when he is a duck.But now that the person on the other side is angry, Master Qi doesn't dare to provoke anymore, so he can only accept the trap and say: "I'll get him back now."

Zeng Yang looked at the screen again, his eyes flashed with complicated struggles: "Forget it." He stood up and left.

"Where are you going?" Master Qi said.

"There are some things in the company, and I won't be here in the near future."

An Ran has always been terrified, afraid of doing that kind of thing again, last time Zeng Yang was completely dumbfounded, is he so lucky this time?If he does that kind of violence a few more times, I'm afraid he won't have a few days to live.

But Master Qi didn't look for him for a few days. Every time he saw Master Qi, he was very uneasy. Maybe he stared too intensely. Finally, Master Qi stopped him helplessly one day and said, "Was Yang won't be here for a while."

"Oh." An Ran said plainly, but immediately set off firecrackers in her heart, beat gongs and drums, and put up lanterns and festoons to celebrate the rare good news.

Master Qi looked at the young man's face which was obviously curled up, but pretended to be plain, and shook his head amusedly.

Seeing Master Qi's movements, An Ran knew that she was exposed, so she simply laughed: "Master Qi, don't worry, I'll perform on stage as soon as I recover from my injury in a few days, and I'm sure all the countless money will go into your pocket."

An Ran may love Wu Jiwu, but he is unwilling to hate Wu Jiwu. When he was a child, he hated a person, but his good friend always liked to play with that person. Because he hated that person, he finally broke up with that very good friend. Later, After working, he regretted that he lost his best friend and lost a lot of things that were beneficial to him because he hated someone.

There is no saying that requires a person to be nice to you, and must be nice to the person you like, and must be as far away from the person you don't like.

This is a naive and extremely stupid behavior. Only children will do such domineering and unflattering things. In the world of adults, one more friend is one more way out, and how much space you give a friend, he He will be grateful to you and willing to help you when you need him.

Friends should be two mutually beneficial arrows, with privacy in the middle of the arrows, relatives, pets, friends of friends... We don't need to go overboard, we are still friends, maybe when he needs help, he wants you When you cross that line, you can move forward a little bit at this time, and when the matter is over, you must have the consciousness to retreat to that line. Don't let your friends shout: "This is my private business!" Nor will it be as close as it used to be.

So An Ran hates Zeng Yang, but has never shown any dislike for Zeng Yue and Qi Liming. He is fighting alone, and the enemy is eight thousand soldiers. If he offends the only people around him who treat him well, he will It was completely isolated and helpless, and there was no doubt that it would fail.

An Ran recovered from his injury not long ago, and returned to the stage again, dancing the dance that made countless people scream and crazy, without any jerky. His life may be ordinary, but there are two things that make him proud, one is dancing, and the other is dancing. It's acting, these two things give him enough advantages and enough self-confidence, only on stage, only under the lights, he can firmly believe that he is the king of this world, and everyone surrenders at his feet.

"This is the time to party,

This is the time to start it;

This the time for all of you to move your body,

This is the time top pump this is the time to Jam,

This is the time for everyone to big bass slam."

While singing quickly, An Ran undulated his body, shook his legs, and made various movements in the air with his hands. He suddenly fell down and did a handstand similar to hip-hop, with his legs in various poses in the air. The shape suddenly turned 360 degrees quickly. The person who was standing on his head just now was already standing in front of the audience. He pulled off his clothes all at once, revealing his sweat-soaked chest and six-pack abs. , fit and slender, made the people on the scene widen their eyes, and as the boy flipped and danced, the rigid muscles had a flexible ups and downs. People watched the boy's exposed chest and abdominal muscles tense under the light. Once stretched, it is very beautiful.

"...This is the time to love. This is the time for..." An Ran suddenly approached the auditorium, touched the young man who was leaning on the front and shouted excitedly, with evil eyes, and gently uttered a word with temptation: "sex."

The young man under the stage understood An Ran's words, and even though he had been in the nightclub for a long time, it was inevitable that his face would turn red. An Ran thought the young man was shy, so he patted his shoulder, and retreated to the center of the stage, only to find that the young man's crotch had It was wet, An Ran paused, then bent the corners of her lips feeling amused, and continued to sing the crazy and explicit song: "This is the time for all of you to rock the discoteque. This is the time to rock this is the time tofuck. This is the time for everyone yo net odance and never... hereby—"

Suddenly, a sharp voice from the speaker overwhelmed the young man's voice, and the audience covered their ears in discomfort, and even those near the speaker had ringing in their ears. An Ran looked at the speaker blankly, then looked back at the drummer and the guitar. The singer and bass player were also at a loss, saying that such a situation had never happened before.

Mr. Qi stepped onto the stage, and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, everyone. There is something wrong with our audio equipment, and we can't perform for you for the time being..." There was a sound of disappointment and complaints at the scene, Mr. Qi raised his voice and continued, "As everyone who is here today As compensation, we will give each person a free admission ticket so that they can enter the club for free next time."

The complaints disappeared in an instant, An Ran looked at the surprised expressions of everyone, and knew that tickets for the clubhouse were really hard to find.

Lord Qi looked at the hundreds of people at the scene, and then at the people sitting in the northeast corner calmly tasting wine, and sighed plaintively. He couldn't sit on the stage or dance on the stage, so what would a young man do?Be a waiter?I'm afraid his big shareholder will turn his back on it, and it still won't work, and he still doesn't want to be boring.

An Ran bowed apologetically to the audience, stepped off the stage, wiped the sweat off her brow, and was about to take a shower when Master Qi pulled him aside, raised his head to signal to the northeast: "Zeng Yang is there."

"Huh?" I haven't heard this name for so many days, but I still trembled when I heard it again.

"He's in a bad mood." Master Qi conveyed the sad news.

The author has something to say: the song is TIMETOROCK, very nice~