in the center of the universe

He plopped down next to the cultural man, and said with a smile: "Who cares if I ask for money?"

The man shook his head and looked at his outfit curiously.He took advantage of the opportunity to put his leg on the opponent's leg, and rubbed the expensive-looking pair of trousers. "Touch it, it's already here, it's not the case if you don't touch it, the boss is free to do so."

Brother Dahong voluntarily and consciously kept the wine, and left.

"Uh...now? Stockings are a bit..."

He rolled his eyes: "Do you still have to take off your clothes?"

"Yes, I hope so." The cultural man admitted honestly.

"My god," he was speechless, "Where is the culture of you cultural people?"

The cultural man seemed to be in a difficult situation, he didn't know where to put his hands, he groped the melon seeds on the table, and asked casually: "How about going to the backstage to find me, and paying for someone to call me. What do you want?" How much is Big Red?"

"He said that you can't enter the backstage. You are not an actor here. He was afraid that you wouldn't move, so he charged five hundred."

"Fucking fuck!" He dropped the melon seeds, jumped up like a monkey and cursed, which startled the cultured people.He took out the 100 yuan from his bra, "I'll take [-] cents for [-]?! I plucked a few of his hairs!" After speaking, he rushed to the backstage.

The cultural person grabbed him, "Don't do this, don't do this, I'll give it to you again!"

"You're a fucking idiot! Too much money, isn't it?" He pointed at the cultural person and said viciously, "Give me five hundred, and pay now! If I don't earn your money today, my mother will give it to the barbarians." Ping licks B!"

He stood in the booth on the second floor and began to take off his clothes. The cultural man obediently followed suit, holding up the money and looking at him at a loss: "No, can't we change places?"

"You know how to lose face." He said, "I'll come out with you when I change my clothes." Swish, he took the money into his hands.

The cultural man learned his lesson this time, and held him tightly: "You won't run away again, will you?"

He took advantage of the situation and grabbed it with his back, "Then you come with me." He proudly led this decent and handsome guest, and walked into the backstage majesticly.When he met Brother Dahong, he took out his bird to vent his anger.

The cramped and dark backstage was filled with the mixed smell of tobacco, alcohol, food, human body and sweat. Sister Xiangxiang led the beautiful actors on stage, the shirtless actor in Paris Night and the one in the three-point nightgown with low cut. The girls leaned crookedly on their chairs and chatted, not paying attention to the stranger.On the contrary, the cultural man stood at the door shyly and refused to enter, his eyes moved to other places politely.

Xiaomeng looked at the cultural person carefully, and said in surprise: "Meimei, is your boyfriend so handsome?!"

Everyone turned their eyes to the door one after another, and the cultural person blushed.Xiaomeng couldn't help but push him into the locker room, "Go in! What are you afraid of!"

"Boyfriend?!" Hahaha came from the locker room. "My boyfriend is a girl ticket and I still don't give you money!"

The cultural man opened the door and went in, and saw a girl in the dressing room wearing a tulle skirt, lying on the stool with her thighs exposed, playing with her mobile phone, and he was on the other side with his back to the door, taking off only a tight fishnet jumpsuit, which he put on directly. Underpants and bras, come over and ask the cultural person to button his underwear.

Cultural people's fingers are not very sharp, and they can't buckle for a long time.

"Thanks," he asked as he slipped on a skinny denim skirt. "Cultural man, what do you do?"

"Teacher, the correct way is—"

"Teacher—?!" Even the girl playing with the mobile phone looked up, he opened the door and shouted, "Sisters, he is a teacher! My mother is a teacher! I am a teacher!" There was a burst of meaning in the backstage of the nightclub Unknown laughter.

"To be precise, it's a teaching assistant." The cultural person added.

"Then his mother is also a teacher." He smiled slightly and stretched out his hand: "The teacher's price is one thousand."

The cultural man looked puzzled, but he still agreed.

"Where is the teacher?"

"Dongning University."

He suddenly withdrew his smile: "One thousand and five."

"why?"

"Two thousand, no more bargaining."

The cultural man took out his wallet: "But I only have fifteen thousand."

He cleaned out his wallet, quickly changed his clothes, and led the educated man around several corners to a small hotel for a room.I gave the girl at the front desk a wink and stuffed some money, and within 5 minutes of going upstairs, I heard someone slamming on the door: "Police, open the door and check the room!"

He hadn't even finished taking off one of his boots, and while cursing in a low voice, "Ri you/mother is prostitution", he stuffed the intellectuals into the toilet, and he pedaled downstairs to take a taxi with his small coat in his hands.Excluding the [-] for the little girl who manages the front desk, I made a total of [-] for a cultural person in one night, and I was overjoyed.

"Beautiful!"

It was raining outside, and just as we waited for a taxi to arrive, we heard a cultural person calling him on the third floor.The cultural man propped his arms on the window sill, but he didn't look angry, and discussed with him in a friendly voice: "Leave at least 100 yuan for me to take a taxi."

He smiled sweetly, and blew a kiss and a middle finger to the cultural man.Take a taxi and walk away.

He went back and treated the troupe to a meal. He packed up some clothes and ran out to hide for a week.When I came back, I called Xiaomeng and said that cultural people had come to see him several times, and asked Brother Dahong and Sister Xiangxiang "Is Meimei there?" in a polite and pleasant manner. I regretted not seeing anyone and went back.

"Did he not say anything else?"

"I didn't say anything, what did you do to him?"

He didn't say anything, just laughed.When the money is gone, I will sneak back to the dormitory one morning while everyone is sleeping.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a little girl in polka-dot pajamas, sitting on the sofa with a plush doll in her arms.The two stared at each other for less than five seconds, and the little girl let out a supersonic scream.Sister Xiangxiang was the first to be attracted by the cry, and when she saw him come back, she took the slippers and beat her up, and scolded her head and face: "Why don't you die outside! You know how to make trouble if you don't know how to make money! Wait someday our theater troupe will let you Once people are set on fire, you can still sprinkle a handful of chili noodles when you come back!"

Ye Ping was very happy to see him being beaten.

After the beating, Sister Xiangxiang sat down on the sofa and pointed at him with her slippers: "I don't care what's going on with that man, don't drag the troupe into the water by whatever you do, and I won't collect your body if you die, do you hear me?" ?”

He obediently said he heard it.

"Well, the one behind the door is called Lingling, and I will live in the same room with you from now on."

Lingling who was hiding in the room shouted loudly: "I won't do it! I won't live in the same room with a man!"

Sister Xiangxiang yelled back: "Aren't you a man? You don't want to live in the same room with a woman!" Several female residents who were watching giggled. "If you have money, you can live by yourself. The cheapest is [-] a month. Do it yourself!"

Lingling slammed the door and hid in the room crying loudly.

He stared at Miss Xiangxiang, pointing at the door: "A man?!"

"Can't you see it?" Sister Xiangxiang rolled up her pajamas and yawned, "I'm only nineteen, and I've been taking medicine for a few months. I left home to work when I was a child, and it's hard to find a job after taking medicine. coming."

"Is this going to be a sex change?"

"It's useless if you don't have money." Sister Xiangxiang looked tired and was about to go back to catch up on sleep. "He's different from us. Treat him like a little girl." Before leaving, she patted him on the back of the head and told him, "Don't provoke me again." guest".

He doesn't provoke the guests, the guests provoke him.Changed to another nightclub, the cultural man came again, stood behind him with folded arms, watched him take off his makeup from the mirror in the dressing room, and asked with a smile, "How did you get home?"

The cultural man smiled embarrassedly: "My friend came to pick me up."

Sister Xiangxiang blocked the door and told the cultural people good things about him for a long time, so he took off his costume and changed on the spot.The cultural person also ignored sister Hui Xiangxiang, staring at him without blinking, and didn't hold back when he met his eyes in the mirror.

Wearing a small black and bright PU suit, with a collar of the same material around his neck, the shorts outside the fishnet pantyhose tightly wrapped his buttocks, and he wore mid-heel high-top leather boots on his feet. He carried a small satchel with a metal chain on his back On the shoulders, short, faded pink hair looks like a small-town girl who is going to elope with her boyfriend.

"Let's go, cultural man." He took the cultural man's hand and walked through the messy backstage.The cultural man held his hand so tightly that it hurt so much, "Why, I promise I won't lie to you today."

The cultural man smiled and shook his head.

He "cut" and ran to the side of the road to take a taxi. The cultural person said, "I'm here by car."

He whistled: "There are still cars."

"Borrowed from a friend."

The cultural man took out the key and opened the car door for him. Before his butt landed on the seat, he ran away in a hurry: "I don't want to tell you who you are, stupid!"

The cultural man held the door of the car and smiled wryly, there was nothing he could do.

Watching him turning into the narrow alley at the back door of the nightclub, the sound of heels squeaking away quickly, and then approaching quickly with squeaks, he got into the car like the wind and bent over: "Ri you/Mom, you're really anti-pornography Already!"

The police car approached with its lights flashing, and the front and rear doors of the nightclub were immediately sealed.The cultural person had never seen this scene before, and it was very interesting to watch, so he stamped his feet anxiously: "Let's go, idiot!"

The cultural man laughed while driving, rolled his eyes while looking through his bag, took out a candy and chewed it in his mouth: "Laugh a few times."

"Where do you want to go?" asked the cultural man.

The top of the high-rise tower was shining brightly in the night sky, so he pointed casually: "There, I want the tallest one."

Twenty minutes later, the cultural person took him to the front desk of the sky garden to open a high-rise suite, and he sat on the sofa and winked at the service boy.While opening the card, the concierge staff asked, "Do you want a double suite for one night with this woman... man... lady?" The speech was back and forth like the eyes, intermittently.

Cultural people take out their ID cards to register, pay the deposit and fill out the form, and when they turn around, they disappear again.Before he could sigh, someone snatched the room card from his hand. He leaned against the front desk at some point and said, "There are only three things, I understand the truth."

Clapping the room card in the palm of my hand, I waited for the elevator, looked for a room, opened the door and looked around the room as if my eyes were not enough.The cultural man changed his slippers, sat on the sofa and watched him open the curtains of the French windows, yell, and roll on the huge double bed.

After playing in each room, he ran over and jumped on the cultural man with a serious face: "cultural man, are you planning to kill me here today?"

The cultural man shook his head as if startled.

"It's okay, death is worth it." He was suddenly happy again.Jump up and take off the bra, underwear and pantyhose, jump on the bed, "Come on, come on, cultural people! Be happy!"

He directed the cultural people to turn on the sound system for him to play the accompaniment, open the wine, use the bathrobe as a fur, put it on his body to pretend to be an old Shanghai showgirl, and dance with the cultural people.From Yao Li to Zhou Xuan, from "Rose Rose I Love You" to "The End of the World", a bottle of champagne was sung and a bottle of red wine was danced.

Holding an empty cup, he stood in front of the cultural person and said, "No matter what you want to do, you can start."

The cultural man put his arms around his waist and smiled: "I've already started."