I'm arrogant at the apex of the hip-hop god

Sitting in Hao Jun's exclusive VIP booth for the second time, Feng Chen no longer had the freedom to stay casual. With a cold face, he played with his mobile phone with one hand, listening to the songs on stage perfunctorily, with black hair on his wrist. The famous Richard Mille mechanical watch occasionally reflects the same cold arc under the colorful light and shadow.

A sense of forced business came to my face.

Hao Jun moved his butt to the side, fearing that he would be accidentally injured by the invisible murderous aura, while his eyes were fixed on Qishui who was singing quietly on the stage, and for the [-]th time, he let out a rainbow fart in his heart: ah, ah, why is it so nice!If I want [-] million, I will keep the little elf at night!

"...The horizon at dusk cuts off happiness and joy..." Qishui bowed slightly, thanked the thunderous applause, then turned her head, her eyes hidden behind the mask unconsciously became happy , Looking straight through the crowd and looking at Feng Chen, "The last song tonight is for a special friend."

All kinds of eyes gathered in one direction from all directions, and everyone was very curious about who the friend Qi Shuikou was talking about could make him sing so solemnly.

Feng Chen sat in the darkened shadow, leaned back on the inner sofa with a cold face and made no trace, leaving the light to Hao Jun who had always wanted to be the "male lead".

Hao Jun sat up straight with a bow tie, and greeted these gazes with a friendly smile, as if the friend Qishui was talking about was really him.

Holding the microphone, Qishui tilted her head slightly, and her deep voice slowly entered Feng Chen's direction through the noisy bar: "...the last quarter moon, makes me miss you... I would like to sleep for love, not to wake up..."

Feng Chen has never seen any kind of confession since he was a child, and this way of wanting to express his love by singing, I'm sorry, it can't stir up any ripples in his heart.

Hao Jun was teary-eyed when he heard it, until Qishui finished singing, he was still unsatisfied, and responded with a pair of eyes that were too deep in the drama: "Hey, I miss you too, let's cheer for love together tonight." Give it a palm."

The dappled light outlined Feng Chen's expressionless handsome face, he stood up, said "Let's go" to Hao Jun who was still dreaming, and went directly to the bar entrance.

Hao Jun just woke up like a dream, and quickly followed Feng Chen with the heavy nut flower in his arms, but his eyes kept searching Qishui: "Hey, I saw the elf looking for us just now, why did it disappear so soon? !"

Qishui was stalked by a drunk guest.

"Sorry, I don't drink." Qi Shui refused, while retreating without a trace, and gestured to the waiters not far away to call for security.

The guest was so drunk that his parents didn't recognize him, and when he heard Qishui say that he didn't drink, he immediately yelled: "It's fine if you don't drink, hiccup—you take off the mask and let the young master have a look." Hard grab.

The smell of alcohol mixed with the pungent smoke swept towards Qishui, and his face hidden behind the mask frowned in disgust, and sideways dodged: "I'm not good-looking, I will scare you."

"Hurp—you were frightened when you were a young master?! Stop talking nonsense with me, and give me a drink if you don't want to pick it." The guest slapped half a glass of colorful mixed drink on the table, took He picked up another glass of whiskey that he had mixed and started pouring it in until the crystal clear glass couldn't hold any more and leaked out along the rim.

Qishui gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his eyes that was on the verge of eruption, drank it in one gulp, and said in a deep voice, "Can I go?"

"Let's go? Did I tell you to go?" The guest pushed his nose up, leaned against the edge of the table and moved behind Qishui. Now the bad thoughts are clearly revealed, "After drinking my wine, how about going out to sing a song with me? I promise to give you a tip of no less than five figures."

Qi Shui's face suddenly turned ugly - he was really shameless, so don't blame him for being serious.

The guest who knew nothing about the coming storm was still trying to tease Qishui, but Qishui was merciless this time, almost grabbing his hand as soon as he stretched it out, sneering, and vigorously breaking it with the other hand On the opponent's shoulder, he lifted his foot neatly, and swept it hard behind his knee.

With a "plop", the guest knelt down on his knees and paid respects, and before he could recover from the dizzying situation, he was thrown into a daze by a circle of "celestial maidens scattered flowers".

"Fuck, you're fucking tired of working! How dare you play my elf's idea!" It was Hao Jun who rushed over, his eyes were red with anger, he pushed Qishui away and ran forward, from the heavy nuts Huali grabbed a large handful of nuts and started smashing them again at the drunk guest, "I let you touch my elf! I let you force him to drink and want to take him out to sing! I let you not put Look at him as a human being! Look at your virtue without taking a pee! How can you be so ugly as a domineering president!"

He is so handsome that he is not willing to take Qishui by force, okay?

Hard macadamia almonds and other nuts crackled and fell towards the guests, like a hailstorm. Although small in size and light in weight, it hurts to hit the head and body like a whirlwind.

The customer was hit so subconsciously that he hugged his head, and struggled to stand up while hiding, and began to wake up: "Who the hell are you?! How dare you hit me! Security guard?! Security guard! Where did you die?! I want to sue your bar Beat up customers, you fucking remember it, and I will make you kneel down and beg me to call me grandpa in a while!"

The noisy shouting and cursing finally alarmed the surroundings, and a few security guards rushed over to appease the guests, and fight back.

Qishui stood aside with a sullen face, ready to be fired.

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Hao Jun rolled his eyes and said proudly, "Who am I, you ask me? Heh, I will tell you that the ground you are stepping on is the landmark of Jiangcheng behind you." , all developed by my family, the ground in Jiangcheng would tremble three times when I sneezed!"

"Let me call you grandpa? Are you worthy of you?! I don't even ask. Is there anyone else in Jiangcheng who can bear the title of grandpa except my Feng family?" Hao Junju squinted condescendingly, staring The guest whose complexion turned pale in an instant was kowtowing to Feng Chen in his heart: Brother Ying Chen, please don't blame me, I have no other choice, it's so pitiful that the little elf lost his job.

Not far away, Feng Chen, who heard Hao Jun pretending to use his name and pulling up the banner as a tiger skin, frowned lightly, but didn't speak, just glanced at them indifferently, and then turned around , strode away with long legs.

No one dares to offend the real powerful.

The guest was so frightened that he completely woke up from the wine. When the security guard asked him what happened, he shook his head desperately: "It's okay, I just fell it myself."

After the words fell, the guest who was able to bend and stretch knelt down at Hao Jun's feet with a "plop", pleading with snot and tears: "Grandpa, can I go?"

"Oh, why are your bones so soft?" Hao Jun jumped behind Qishui in disgust, stood on tiptoes and poked his head out, and said in a drawn-out tone, "You can go, but—"

"But what?" The guest's heart rose in his throat after he had just breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at Hao Jun in fear.

"If you leave, you are not allowed to come back again! If you let me know that you dare to pester Qishui, I will see you beat you once!" Hao Jun waved his fist angrily, and his other hand was still tightly hugged by him. Half of the nut flower, "Next time it's not so nuts, but mallets!"

"Don't dare, don't dare! Don't dare again!" The guests ran out almost scrambling, and didn't even dare to finish the remaining wine on the table, leaving a mess on the ground.

Qi Shui stared blankly at Feng Chen's leaving back, sighed silently, then looked away, and sincerely said to Hao Jun who helped him solve the trouble: "Thank you."

"Oh, you don't need to thank me." Hao Jun scratched his head guiltily, and suddenly remembered that his gift hadn't been delivered yet, so he quickly handed it to Qishui, and said excitedly, "This time it's nuts, you can always accept it, right?"

Qi Shui hesitated for a moment, but still said two words: "Sorry."

"You are also allergic to this?!" Hao Jun was going crazy.

Qishui nodded against his will.

It's not that he's really allergic, but once the matter of collecting things starts, there will be endless troubles in the future, not to mention - he only has Feng Chen in his eyes, how could he accept gifts from other people.

Hao Jun closed his shocked jaw in a trance: "Is there anything you are not allergic to?"

Qishui subconsciously looked towards the direction Feng Chen left, and smiled lightly: "I'm not allergic to him."

Hao Jun: "..."

This is forcing him to break up with his brother.

Hao Jun thought for a while with a sad face, then shook his head decisively: "Forget it, he is allergic to us." After finishing speaking, he stopped Qishui who was about to leave with a smile, and said seriously: "Are you really not thinking about me?"

"Although I'm not as handsome as Brother Chen, I'm good-looking. Although I'm not as rich as Brother Chen, my family has a lot of houses." Hao Jun racked his brains to sell himself, "As long as you don't have to find someone as rare as Brother Chen You will find that Chinese cabbage like mine is fine, at least it grows better than ordinary Chinese cabbage."

Qi Shui was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, looked at Hao Jun sincerely, and directly refused: "Don't waste time on me, I can't be with you."

He knew what Hao Jun said was right, and he also knew that maybe he could have many choices.

But doesn't liking someone mean that you can no longer see other people in your eyes?

No matter how good others are, they are not him after all.

Although Qishui's expression could not be clearly seen through the mask, Hao Jun could still hear the firmness in his words, so he could only sigh aggrievedly, reluctantly: "Well, since you have said so, then we will It’s okay to start with ordinary friends first, right? You don’t have to accept me, but you can’t deprive me of the right to pursue you.”

Qishui: "..."

What Ganqing said just now was in vain.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and just about to refuse again, the aftereffects of the high-concentration alcohol mixture surged up at this moment, domineering in his stomach.The strong discomfort made Qishui unable to stay any longer. He left in a hurry, took his good things and hurried all the way to a nearby residential building, until the door was locked, then he took off his mask and rushed into the bathroom as if he had relieved himself of a heavy responsibility.

A handsome and pale face was reflected in the mirror, with dark pupils, but there was a little bit of unnoticeable sadness hidden.

After Qishui vomited, he turned on the shower and immersed himself in the warm water to rinse. After taking a bath, he took another anti-alcohol medicine, and only then did he feel less uncomfortable in his stomach.

But his head was still groggy as if filled with lead, top-heavy, and double images when looking at everything. Qi Shui stepped on the "cotton candy" all the way back to the house, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, and was about to sleep when he suddenly felt a little itchy all over his body.

He opened his eyes, tried his best to focus his eyes, and saw through the soft light of the desk lamp that when he had a rash on his arm, there were three black lines on his face—Qishui, who used a trick to be allergic to the world but was not actually allergic. One word became a prophecy, and he suffered the fate of "telling too many lies can become true".

In his mind, Qishui beat up the guest who was looking for trouble tonight, and took out his mobile phone, trying to open a pair of eyes that were getting darker due to drunkenness, found the hidden file in the mobile phone, and typed in a daze: I'm allergic, you remember to take medicine.

The author has something to say: I woke up yesterday and saw Kobe’s news. My first reaction was that it was fake. How could it be possible? !Pudding is not a basketball fan, but he is also very, very sad. After listening to so many years of almost □□ words and suddenly leaving here, there is always an illusion that 2020 should not start like this, especially when he is still watching the ever-increasing number of epidemics every day The notification made people feel that the world is impermanent.

Just one more nagging, cuties must wash their hands frequently and stay away from going out, we obediently stay at home and do not cause trouble, I hope all the medical staff fighting on the front line are all well, come on, Wuhan!

(ps: I saw that many schools have postponed the holiday notice. If there are cute little ones who are preparing for the third year of high school, don’t relax at home. Eat well, sleep well, study well, winter will pass, and everything will be fine!)