son is a monster

Qin Sheng could have just left, but he didn't know that the director's face was dark when he returned to the bar. Of course, he must not be the one with the darkest face among the people present. Bao Jia sat on the high chair on the stage, with a The pretty face is livid, and the veins are popping out while holding the microphone in both hands. Since he first came to Qiye, he has attracted everyone's attention and love because of his outstanding appearance and voice. How can he sing a song like today without getting applause? .

What made Baojia even more unacceptable was that when he started to sing the second song, the people below already showed impatient expressions, and some of them even came over to ask how long the singer just had to rest before appearing to sing again. What's the difference in his face? His heart was full of anger, but unfortunately, the people present were not something a little singer could afford to provoke. Even if the anger in his heart hurt internally, he could only grit his teeth and keep smiling.

As soon as the supervisor returned to the bar, the waiter surrounded him and said in a low voice, "Director, all the customers in the store are asking about the situation of the singer just now and want him to sing a few more songs. Do you think so?" The people in Qiye are all prominent people in the E and F districts, and their requirements are usually met by bars as much as possible.

The supervisor smiled, and felt that the song of that person was worthy of such popularity. It was different from Baojia’s voice, which was just like a shape. When the gentleman sang, he seemed to be living in that era, with a melodious and soothing voice. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can sing. The ancient style has been popular for a long time for so many years, but it has not been popular, probably because there is no one who can interpret the famous ancient style.

Thinking of this, the supervisor glanced at the private room where his boss was. The gentleman just sang two songs and let him rest, probably because he expected such a scene. If he hadn't left early, he might have been dragged away. , with a smile, went to explain to those who insisted on seeing Qin Sheng. Although they were not satisfied with not being able to hear a good song, these people would not make trouble in Qiye for such a thing.

Bao Jia on the stage was not a serious worker, but now he even sang a few songs perfunctorily before leaving the stage, replaced by a person with blond hair and the same weird costume, this is the person who was originally second only to Baojia's singer Xiao Er, his singing voice is not as sweet and moving as Baojia, but it also has his own special taste. On the other hand, he is more serious about music than Baojia.

Bao Jia went to the backstage angrily, threw off the top hat that was used for decoration just now, and looked at the musical instruments in the room, and was even more jealous. Unlike the analog musical instruments developed in modern times, these musical instruments are much more difficult to play , Only the Central Conservatory of Music has the opportunity to study, and the untouchables who came today can do it. The originally delicate face is distorted with anger. When I pick up a guitar, I want to throw it hard, but I suddenly think that this BOSS has a strong understanding of the instrument. She had no choice but to stop her hands embarrassingly.

Finally swallowed his full stomach of jealousy, Bao Jia patted his cheek, thinking that the man returned confidently with his normal appearance, straightened his tight buttocks and walked towards the outside, without looking The outsider went straight to a private room, knocked on the door and walked in with a sweet smile: "Boss Qiu, I'm done for today."

The private room, which looks like a pillar from the outside, opens the door, but it has a large space. The colorful lights are shining inside but not dazzling. The glazed table is full of wine glasses and drinks of various colors. Several people in black suits are hugging each other. The woman teased, but in the middle was a man in simple light blue casual clothes sitting leisurely, with a faint smile on his face, he looked more like a polite gentleman, and only those who knew him I understand the danger behind this man.

Seeing that the man was not accompanied by a female companion, Baojia had a sweeter smile on his face, and the man in black next to him was also valuable She sat next to the man sweetly but didn't dare to really stick to him. You must know that Boss Qiu dislikes others touching his body: "Boss Qiu, you are so bad, I didn't even hear the applause when he sang just now."

Although it is in the private room, there is a special button to transmit the sound. This is also for the convenience of the guests in the private room to cheer for the singers outside. Boss Qiu glanced at him lightly, took a sip of the red wine in front of him, and said lightly: " It’s not you who sang the best today, the one just now is new to your shop? I haven’t seen it before!”

There was a hint of depressive insidiousness in Baojia's eyes, but he said with a smile on his face: "Yes, that's the person the supervisor is looking for, and he has a hand, oh, why are you talking about that annoying guy, let's talk about it." Drinking wine, this is the red wine that Qiye imported from the aristocratic district, and it is only thanks to the blessing of Boss Qiu."

The gentle man snorted, but the young man beside him turned pale suddenly, and sat there tremblingly, not daring to move, still holding the red wine he praised just now, the man glanced at him, and said lightly: "Am I too I spoil you, what should be said, what should not be said, do you want me to teach you?"

Baojia shivered for a while, and looked towards the people around him as if asking for help, but saw that the people in black around him turned their heads and continued chatting and drinking as if they had seen the strange atmosphere. He smiled and said: "How come, Boss Qiu, how dare I talk nonsense, that man heard that the boss personally brought him, and the supervisor also took good care of him, I just said something serious in it, and I felt distressed like something Yes, I really don't know where he came from."

Boss Qiu knocked on the table with his fingers unconsciously, and every movement made the room suddenly quiet. Suddenly, the gentle man smiled and said lightly: "I scared you, really, you are so timid, you new The singer is really good, if you have the opportunity, you can introduce us to each other, although we are doing business without capital, we also like cultural people."

Baojia immediately showed a charming smile and answered yes again and again, did not see the man's cold eyes, since Yu Chengxiang personally brought the man here, it is not easy to move directly, but if the man is willing, even Yu Chengxiang can't do anything.

That Qin was full and took a late sleep, which was the most comfortable sleep he had since he came to the future world. He didn't have to worry about tomorrow's food, and he didn't have to worry about whether he would be expelled, although Qiye's position It is close to the F area, but at least he has found a place where he can settle down, and it also allows the man to see the hope of living a good life.

When he woke up, Qin Sheng felt that his arm was a little numb. He turned his head to look at the little boy who was resting on his arm, smiled and pinched his cheek. The boy raised his mouth unconsciously and twisted his body, dazed Rubbing into his arms, Qin Sheng gave a chuckle, gave the child a hard smack on the cheek, patted his little butt and said, "Little piggy, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butt."

Perhaps the behavior of calling the bed played a role. Qin Ming rubbed his blurred eyes and sat up, staring blankly at his father who was rubbing his arm. Seeing that he was not as serious as usual, Qin Ming smiled and bowed his head in He kissed on the forehead and said with a smile: "Go, Dad will take you to wash your face and brush your teeth."

Qin Ming was obediently carried to the bathroom. The man squeezed toothpaste for him and taught him how to brush his teeth. Fortunately, the toothbrush in the future world has not changed much. After making his small face full of foam, Dad Wuliang was very happy. Laughing, he took the toothbrush and started to wash it himself, while smiling at the little cat who was still holding the handle of the toothbrush.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he walked out of the door feeling refreshed. Qin Sheng found some instant food in a refrigerator-like cabinet in the kitchen, as well as some unprocessed organic food, and even a bag of noodles. The son smiled and said, "Look at Dad's craftsmanship today. Dad will cook tomato noodles for you. Fortunately, the fruits in this world still look the same."

Qin Sheng lived alone for a long time in his previous life. Such a simple meal could not trouble him. He smiled and took out tomatoes and noodles to deal with. Unfortunately, there is no meat in this freezer. I have never eaten meat dishes, so the meat here is not particularly expensive.

After a while, two bowls of fragrant noodles came out of the pot. Qin Sheng hugged the child and sat on a stool beside him. Before he could react, the child had already reached out and put the two bowls of noodles together. The man smiled helplessly and rubbed the child. The head said: "Although eating with Mingming is very good, we can't always use the same bowl. There are many pairs of chopsticks here."

Qin Ming continued to look at his father with persistent and ignorant eyes, Qin Sheng smiled helplessly, took out two pairs of chopsticks and said with a smile: "Okay, this is the last time, come on, can Ming Ming use chopsticks, just like Dad Oh, look, take a sip of the soup, then pick up the noodles, ahh, eat it in one bite, be careful of the heat."

The child looked down at the two chopsticks between his chubby fingers, learned how to blow the soup and took a sip, then struggled to pick up the noodles with the chopsticks, but unfortunately the slippery noodles kept against him, the child was sitting upright and struggling hard, watching the piano Sheng felt helpless again, and smiled and rolled up a few noodles with chopsticks and handed them to the child: "Come on, Mingming opens his mouth, you can also eat like this."

Qin Ming turned his head and bit the chopsticks stretched out for feeding, and tried his best to roll a small handful of noodles with his own little hands and handed them to his father. Qin Sheng swallowed them unceremoniously, and kissed his son tenderly in satisfaction With tender cheeks, he praised: "My Mingming is indeed the smartest. It's delicious. Come on, let's continue."

Seeing the smile on his face, the child's eyes lit up, and he tried his best to roll up the noodles in the bowl again. This time, he rolled it into a big circle, and raised his head and handed it to the man's mouth. In the serious eyes of the child, he only had to stretch his mouth wide to swallow the huge noodle ball, and then rolled up a big dumpling and stuffed it into Qin Ming's mouth as a prank, but the child suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. It made Qin Sheng wonder if his mouth was not as big as a child's.