in the center of the universe

Midnight performances in major nightclubs and bars are the main source of income for the country.Ye Ping was beaten to the point of crying by him in the audience, and a large number of fans applauded when she opened her mouth and twisted her waist on the stage.

"Sister Xiangxiang, I'm out of money, give me more work!" He said while painting eyeshadow.

She is not a regular performer of the troupe. If she wants to earn a living, she has to rely on Sister Xiangxiang to arrange performances, and the settlement will be made on the same day.

Sister Xiangxiang didn't speak, Yeping turned her head and laughed at him: "Did you pay 300 yuan to fix the house?"

"Add coffin boards for you, lest you will be too big to fit in."

Ye Ping raised her hand to throw something, but was glared at by Sister Xiangxiang, who opened her mouth and silently scolded "Cao your mother".

"Then you have to rehearse, can you do it if you can?" Sister Xiangxiang thought for a while, and then said, "If you make a foreign song, it's okay if you don't understand it. If it needs to be dynamic and hot, Japanese and Korean are also fine."

"Hey."

Ye Ping turned her head to babble, and when she got out of the car, he kicked the seat again. Sister Xiangxiang scolded him, "kick the chair off and make you pay for the car".

"Brother Hong! Brother Dahong!" Sister Xiangxiang walked into the backstage of Night Paris and screamed.An actor he knew greeted him and praised him for his big butt, but Xiangxiang's sister Qiao Lanhua scolded him, "Who are you with, little B?"

The little B boys laughed and made room for him.If Sister Xiangxiang is happy, she is willing to take them to earn some pocket money.

Brother Da Hong hurried over from the outfield with his 60 yuan LV on his back, with a tired look on his face: "On time, my sister."

Brother Da Hong is the art director and manager of Paris Night, arranging programs, hosting, and attracting guests. He has to deal with order.The boss insisted on recruiting a female manager who could be submissive but tougher than a man, but he never did.

Sister Xiangxiang took out a stack of leaflets, and Brother Dahong glanced at it, "Let's study it later." The night shows change frequently, and the guests can't get up when they get tired of spending money. Brother Dahong often laments that the work is not easy now. .

The actors who were not on stage were crowding backstage. Xiaomeng came out of the dressing room, "Meimei, do you have a cigarette?" But bigger than him.

"Still smoking, let the guests smell it." Saying so, he still took out the cigarette.

"It's okay, it's not a real kiss."

The two of them went out to light their cigarettes, and halfway through the smoke, someone called "sister" behind them.As soon as he turned his head, the little beer seller changed her words again: "No, bro...?"

Xiaomeng giggled.

"It's Miss Meimei."

"Hey, Miss Meimei." The beer girl twisted her hands in embarrassment, "Sister, I just came here, please take care of me."

He pointed at Xiaomeng: "Xiaomeng takes care of you, I'm not from here."

"Sister Meng, please take care of me." The beer girl took out her cigarette case and called Xiaomeng her sister.

Xiaomeng skillfully took out one, "In a moment, you can see which table Meimei and I are at and which table you go to."

The beer girl left happily.

Xiaomeng just came on stage after smoking a cigarette, and did a Chinese-style lap dance.She dances well, and someone praised her as a professional, Xiaomeng blew a smoke ring and said, "How can a professional come here?"

After dancing, the dancers jumped off the stage to find their targets.Xiaomeng finds a table of ideal guests, sits on his lap, and makes a gesture to ask him to touch his chest.The light catches up, and Xiaomeng's white and tender breasts are ready to come out.

The man who was coaxed and whistled by his companions was ashamed, as proud as the chosen one.Xiaomeng untied the headband of her golden wig charmingly, and covered the man's eyes.

The man's hand grasped two soft cockroaches.Someone pulled the headband, and the little dream on his leg turned into Meimei, with the edge of silicone exposed between his fingers, and he squinted his eyes and called softly, "Brother, buy my sister a drink!".

"Fuck/he/damn." The man scolded, took off his hand as if it was burned, and the guests laughed together.

Xiaomeng grabbed his hand and pressed it on his chest at the right time, and the man smiled and listened to the dancers singing around him: "Brother, drink a glass, sister, drink a bottle; brother, drink a bottle, sister, come and lie down." Ah! Brother, come to a box, sisters and sisters, let’s smell it together!"

Xiaomeng asked: "Brother, how much do you want?"

The man laughed until his stomach trembled: "Here's a box!"

The beer girl ran up with two buckets of iced wine, popped them open, and the "two sisters" blew two bottles each on the spot, leaving red lip marks on the man's cheeks, and hiccupped off the stage.

Xiaomeng ran out the back door and vomited next to the trash can.

He handed her a bottle of water and a fruit sour candy.After rinsing her mouth, Xiaomeng squatted at the door, chewing candy, and said, "I had an abortion." She reached out and wiped away the vomiting tears. "I can't even get the money out of the abortion, so I want to break up with him."

After speaking, he sighed again: "I can't bleed anymore, I can't bleed any more."

He didn't know who Xiaomeng's "he" was, and comforted him: "Brother Hong praises you, why don't you follow Brother Dahong, he doesn't have a wife yet."

"He spends a lot, and there are many younger sisters outside, I don't worry about that." Xiaomeng leaned her head on his shoulder: "Meimei, how handsome you are when you are not pretending to be a woman, tall and good-looking. In the future, if you If you don't have a partner, shall we get married?"

He laughed so hard he said, "I won't marry someone with bigger breasts than me!"

After chewing the candy, the two returned to the backstage.

He went on stage three times, drank six bottles, and drank to pieces.Xiaohao and Sister Xiangxiang carried him into the car, threw up all over the floor in the middle of the night, and woke up the next afternoon.

"Cao's mother, I've met some real stupid old men. You have to drink it!" Sister Xiangxiang gave him a bowl of instant noodles and put the performance fee on the table.The commission for selling six cases of liquor, there is not much left after the Yechang and Xiaomeng are divided, a total of two hundred and one.

Sister Xiangxiang tossed him two hundred and five, "You look like two hundred and five, make up the whole thing."

He hasn't vomited for a long time, and he didn't know how to play tricks before. He drank the whole bottle and vomited all over his body every night when he was unconscious. Later, Xiaomeng taught him to drink half of it and pour the other half. Still happy.

"Sister Xie Xiangxiang, I love you!"

"Don't talk about it, it's useless, do you need to do this work if you want to join my regiment?" Sister Xiangxiang watched him finish eating, and pulled the noodle bucket aside. "Come on, the treatment is not as good as that of Ye Ping, so it's not much worse."

He laughed: "If I'm serious, your Ye Ping hanged herself on the spot."

"He eats poop all the time. I'm afraid you are good-looking and dress up in a foreign style. Why do you have to be like him? Look at what you're drinking now, you look so stupid!" Sister Xiangxiang pinched his chin and shook it.

"I'm lazy, I'm too tired, I'm not as good as Ye Ping."

Ye Ping dreamed of going from the night show to the CCTV stage to become famous.Unlike him, if he can earn enough food for five days in one night, he will never look for work on the fourth day.

"You're only 23, what the hell will you do if you live like this?"

"Live one day at a time, if you can't live, you will die."

Sister Xiangxiang stretched out her hand and slapped him on the forehead, "Go outside!" Seeing that he couldn't say anything, he didn't bother to talk, and told him to find "foreign songs" quickly.After tidying up the room, he went to Sister Xiangxiang's computer to go online, find a MV of a sexy Korean girl group, and pick up their moves.

"Peach Dance, how are you, sister? Sao or Sao?" He patted his ass.

Sister Xiangxiang studied with him, and she looked much better than him when she twisted her waist: "Your bum is also called flirtatious? Do you know that men like fat butts? You are too hard, and you are not a woman at all." After speaking, he shook his butt and bent over.Sister Xiangxiang is a big man who can set up a theater troupe by singing, acting, choreographing and directing. She is really talented from the inside out.

After picking up the action and picking up the clothes, I bought a few sets of sexy jumpsuits in the online store, with fine mesh and small pants with slits on the outer cover to the navel.Sister Xiangxiang also wore a large feather headdress, a sequined bra, and a small suit.

After practicing for a week, he lip-synced and danced three songs in this suit, earning [-] a week.When he got the money, he didn't want to do it anymore, and when Sister Xiangxiang scolded him, he just learned from Lele, just smiling and not talking.

"Meimei, there are fans looking for it." Before the feathers on his head were taken off, Brother Da Hong went backstage and called him.

"Fans? Me?"

"It's you, I'm looking for you by name. Meimei, give brother Dahong some face."

He stood up and put his arms around Brother Dahong's neck: "How much money will I give you, should I share it?" Brother Dahong knew that he couldn't hide it, so he giggled.He took out a hundred yuan and put it in his bra, he rolled it up and stuffed it deep, "Let's go, let me see what my fans look like."

Going up the stairs to the booth on the second floor, Brother Dahong went straight over with a drink, "Brother, Meimei is here."

"Hi." The man greeted him.

The shirt is neat, the shoes are clean, he is gentle and handsome, and he wears thin-rimmed glasses.

"Ah, isn't this a cultural person?"