Urban God-level Selection System

Normally, Qin Ziyou sings several times every night, and if there are too many people, he will add a few occasionally.

It is common to sing from eight o'clock to 11 o'clock in the evening.

Gradually, many people came to her admiringly.

Even outspoken, came to join her when she was there.

It can be seen its heat.

However, after singing a show today, Qin Ziyou pestered the manager, and he had to get off work early anyway.

She folded her hands and bowed slightly: "Please, manager! I really have important things."

The manager also felt embarrassed: "Qin Ziyou, this is what we said before.

And so many big bosses are coming for you. Once you leave, don’t you feel despondent? "

"That's why I have to ask."

Qin Ziyouqiao smiled at Yan Xi, "I promise, there will be no next time, okay?"

Faced with the cuteness and cuteness of this beautiful girl, the manager really has no choice. Now there are only two words: headache.

He pressed his forehead and waved his hand in a helpless manner, "Okay, okay, but let's not take it as an example."

"Okay~" Qin Ziyou floated into the changing room like an elf, put on his casual clothes, and then put on his guitar on his back.

She was really happy. If she could look at herself from the perspective of a bystander, she would definitely find that she was as happy as a child at this moment.

The manager complained: "I don't know what's going on today, I'm so happy."

There are many staff in the backstage of the bar, including waiters, foremen, aunts who play less and less hygiene, and some permanent bands.

Qin Ziyou greeted them one after another, all of them looked inexplicable.

"Hello, what happened to Qin Ziyou today?"

"I want to know too."

"But I rarely see a smile on her face."

...Come to the bar, the most remote location that she has been paying attention to on the stage.

Qin Ziyou was stunned for a moment. The position was empty, so who was there?

She looked around for a long time, but there was no one.

Is it too late?

But obviously when she was leaving, she saw Zhang Wanlin sitting here.

How could it...At this moment, she was so wronged that she wanted to cry.

"Hey, why do you be so pitiful?"

A hand was slapped on her shoulder, "I won't give a tip because of your pity."

Qin Ziyou's heart was beating, and when he looked back suddenly, he saw a familiar face behind him, and looked at him with a smile.

She wanted to rush into his arms.

But reason stopped her immediately, and now their relationship is not close enough to do this, right?

"I thought you were gone."

"I have been waiting for you."

Zhang Wanlin put his hand on Qin Ziyou's face and wiped her tears. No matter what, he will wait for you.

Some customers obviously noticed this.

"Isn't this a dream?

Why did you come here? "

"Who is this man?"

"It seems that their relationship is not ordinary."

.......You Meng is exactly the stage name Qin Ziyou uses here.

A waiter came over, "Qin Ziyou, a boss wants to invite you to the party."

Handed over a stack of banknotes.

"Here is a tip for you.

If you agree to go, he will be rewarded again. "

At first glance, this tip is at least 10,000 yuan, and it seems to be a rich man.

Qin Ziyou looked behind the waiter and saw the boss. He raised the glass of red wine with great cultivation, "handed over" with her and drank it in one go.

This opportunity might earn hundreds of thousands or even millions in one night, so no one would refuse such a request... But Qin Ziyou shook his head, "Tell him, please tell him outside the hotel. I won’t accept any of the jobs."

The waiter looked surprised: "Then this ten thousand..." "Return it to him."

The waiter came to the boss again.

The boss is smoking a cigar and is boring. In fact, he probably has guessed the result.

"Boss Yang, you also know that You Meng is not working outside, so... the money should be refunded to you."

He tried to speak tactfully.

Boss Yang smiled: "I didn't expect this little girl to have a personality, yes, I like it very much.

You can keep this ten thousand. "

The waiter's eyes widened, a ten thousand yuan tip?

! "Boss, are you sure?"

"Why, don't you want it?"

"No no, thank you boss."

...Out of the bar, Zhang Wanlin knowingly asked: "Why don't you go to this party?"

"This is a matter of principle."

Qin Ziyou replied: "Besides, how dangerous it is for me to go out alone."

"Oh, but now you are alone with me, isn't it dangerous?"

Qin Zi snorted, "If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you will get a tiger. I Qin Zi can't go to hell. Who will go to hell?"

"Let's go, looking for me at work at night, what's the matter?"

Zhang Wanlin said, "Does it count as a date?"

Qin Ziyou's face blushed...Happiness came too suddenly.

"Forget it, why not..." The parking lot of the bar is full of luxury cars, including Rolls Royce, Ferrari, etc. After all, this is also a high-end bar, and it is indispensable for the rich.

However, among so many luxury cars, a shabby bicycle is parked aside, like an ugly duckling among a group of white swans.

"This is what I mentioned today. Ninety-nine percent of them are brand new."

Zhang Wanlin introduced: "The displacement of two bowls of rice, the panoramic skylight."

"Will the pretty girl get in the car?"

In fact, this is a bicycle bought by Zhang Wanlin in his sophomore year, or a senior depreciated and sold it to him.

Riding this old bicycle, Zhang Wanlin can be considered to have gone through the ups and downs of a year in college.

Qin Ziyou covered her mouth and smiled tremblingly: "You won't just ride this and drive me to the movie?"

"correct."

"It's a few kilometers."

"This pretty girl, don't worry about your brother taking you?"

Qin Ziyou held the guitar in one hand, and put the other hand on Zhang Wanlin's waist, sitting sideways on the back seat of the bicycle.

In the night breeze, Zhang Wanlin rode Qin Ziyou all the way forward.

The trees on the roadside are swaying, and the flying leaves dancing around them are very romantic...Qin Ziyou originally put his hands on Zhang Wanlin's waist, slowly tightened forward, and then put his head on him. On the back.

Feeling his scorching temperature in this cold wind.

Passers-by were surprised by the two men's talented women, some people watched it for a long time, and some people took out the idea... "These two people are too celebrities, right?"

"How does this girl feel so familiar?"

"By the way, isn't it the dream of Yuewang Bar!?"

.......Sure enough, as Qin Ziyou said, it is indeed quite far away.

Zhang Wanlin was too tired to ride to the cinema, and his feet were limp.

They chose a movie that is currently relatively popular, which has only been released soon and has a good reputation.

Like other young people, they bought a large portion of popcorn and Coke... This movie is a modern urban love movie. It is about an ordinary male protagonist who meets Bai Fumei, who is in Yin Under the wrong circumstances, the two gradually fell in love.

In the two-thirds of the movie, the feelings have almost reached a climax, and at the same time the class gap between the two is suddenly revealed, forming another cliff.

When only the last twenty minutes were left, the plot took a turn for the better, and men and women finally broke the class gap, walked together, and staged a kiss on the screen.

This kiss is so sweet that it affects everyone.

After recovering from the movie, Qin Ziyou couldn't help seeing many lovers kissing sweetly... Then she thought that she was also dating?