I'm not a big star

Chapter 8 Bar
Lamborghini is a sports car in any world.

Chu Qing put on her seat belt, leaned against the seat, and watched the scenery in front of her frantically backwards.

An English song that Chu Qing had never heard was playing in the car, which sounded very exciting.

"Are you speeding?" Chu Qing grabbed the handshake on the co-pilot, looking a little timid.

"This is what you want to drive, don't you know?" Zhao Yinger stared at the front excitedly, and added the accelerator again.

"There is no camera in this place?" Chu Qing leaned back, feeling her heart was in her throat.

"It doesn't matter if there is a camera, anyway, someone will deal with it if the points are deducted." Zhao Yinger replied nonchalantly.

Chu Qing shut up and remained silent.

For big stars, they don't care too much about deductions and fines. Perhaps the only thing they care about is the exhilaration of the racing car.

120 yards, 130 yards, 150 yards...

Chu Qing wanted to get out of the car.

He didn't want to lose sight of the sun tomorrow.

His eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the scenery in front of him.

"My hotel is here..." Finally, Chu Qing said hastily, as if she had found some life-saving straw.

"Oh." Zhao Yinger nodded, instead of stopping, she stepped on the accelerator again.

160 yards!

what?
Go crazy.

"I said, my hotel is here."

"Your hotel is here, I know..."

"I want to get off..."

"What are you doing when you get out of the car?"

"Go back to the hotel and sleep."

"Sleep? What are you kidding, the nightlife has just begun at this time! Going to bed too early is not good for people's health."

"Sister, it's already eleven o'clock, and I have to get up to work tomorrow. No, going to bed too early is not good for your health. Where does this logic come from? Isn't it going to bed early and getting up early?"

"Big sister? Shit, I'm only 21 years old, don't call me old, work? What kind of work, you sold a song to the director for 10 yuan, don't tell me you have no money..."

"I...have a contract."

"What are you afraid of, hang out with me tonight, and I will show you the world." Zhao Yinger drifted domineeringly, and then stepped on the brakes very skillfully, and the Lamborghini reversed into the garage very easily...

crunch...

After a very noisy sound, Chu Qing finally couldn't stand the pressure and began to feel sick. When Chu Qing opened the car door, she suddenly vomited on the ground.

"Throwing up at such a low speed? Why are you messing with me in the future!"

"Woo..." After Chu Qing vomited for a while, her head was dizzy, and she finally felt a little more comfortable. "Fucking with you? When did I say I was going to flirt with you?"

Chu Qing looked at Zhao Yinger who was wearing a mask, feeling a little confused.

after?

Forget it, it's best not to see you again in the future.

"What do you care about these things, come with me."

"Where are you going? I want to go back to the hotel to sleep, why don't you put me here first..." Chu Qing looked around, it was a resplendent and resplendent bar, and he could even hear the screaming in front of him from a distance.

Then, he saw a taxi next to him.

He felt he had found hope.

"Why are you so dishonest! Come with me..."

Zhao Yinger continued to grab Chu Qing's hand aggressively, and dragged Chu Qing forward.

Chu Qing wanted to struggle at first, but then she realized that Zhao Yinger was so fucking powerful that her hand was as motionless as a vise.

"I know martial arts. You'd better be obedient and don't disappoint... Otherwise, I'll break a few of your bones. It's fine." Zhao Yinger looked up at Chu Qing, with a smile in her eyes, but it was cold.

"You...you are breaking the law."

"Then you call the police, do you believe that after you call the police, the police will not move me, but will arrest you?"

"..." Chu Qing felt very embarrassing, and her dignity seemed to be tarnished even more, and she even felt a little uncomfortable.

What about the aura of the Reborn?
What about the arrogance of the reborn?
"Don't pull, I'll go by myself, I'll go by myself." Chu Qing finally gave in.

"It would have been better to do this earlier, but you still have to let me threaten you..."

"..." Chu Qing looked at Zhao Yinger, a little speechless.

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Light up the bar.

This bar is a high-end bar in Hengdian. The minimum consumption per night is in units of [-], and you often meet some second-tier and third-tier stars in the bar. If you are lucky, you can even see first-tier stars on the stage above. singers sing...

The atmosphere of the bar is naturally very noisy, even a little wild.

Chu Qing's eardrums were trembling, and he really wanted to escape from this ghostly place if he could.

Unfortunately, he couldn't escape.

"Just order anything, it's mine."

Chu Qing and Zhao Yinger sat on the stage in the corner. When Chu Qing saw that the cheapest wine on the wine list cost three or four thousand, he felt terrified.

Nima, the 10 yuan on my card will be gone if I order a few bottles of foreign wine?

"Then let me have a bottle of Wangzai." Chu Qing finally made up his mind and ordered a bottle of Wangzai for 300 yuan.

"Wangzai? You have to drink when you come to the bar. What kind of Wangzai do you want to drink? Forget it, I'll give you some..."

"I can't drink." Chu Qing is very clear about his drinking capacity. He belongs to the type of drinking down, fainting after two drinks, and crazy after three drinks.

"Then what are you doing at the bar?"

"Sister, you called me here..."

"What did you say?" Zhao Yinger grabbed a bottle of wine, and with a bang, the bottle was crushed by Zhao Yinger...

Chu Qing was shocked and trembled all over. .

"No...I drink, I drink..."

Chu Qing gave in, and of course he didn't think that it would be too late for a gentleman to take revenge. What he thought most about was to stay far away from Zhao Yinger in the future and never contact Zhao Yinger again.

Well, he's a coward.

Two bottles of foreign wine, totaling [-] yuan, were placed on the table under Chu Qing's tongue-smacking. Chu Qing took a sip of the foreign wine...

Silently looking at the stage above.

"Next, we ask our runaway band to bring a song, Sky!"

After the host said the words, suddenly the whole bar erupted, and both men and women shouted vigorously.

The Runaways?

What the hell is it?

After drinking all the foreign wine, Chu Qing felt her body was a little hot, and then she squinted her eyes and looked ahead.

The four young, wild and handsome people immediately appeared in front of them.

Then, a very gothic piece of music played...

The song "Sky" is very popular, and it has always occupied the top of the major music charts. It is a rock song that is very popular among young people.

"My sky is full of haze!"

"My anger, madness everywhere..."

"Woooooooo..."

As the music sounded, the whole bar was boiling.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Chu Qing couldn't stand the crazy voice, and was about to pee.

"Well, I'll give you 10 minutes."

Zhao Yinger looked ahead, took off the mask slightly, took a sip of wine, and squinted at Chu Qing.

When Chu Qing came to the bathroom, the sound outside the bar finally became much quieter. Chu Qing let out a long sigh of relief, and splashed water on her face, feeling her cheeks were a little red.

After taking a few sips of foreign wine, I didn't feel anything at first, but then I felt a little dizzy.

He wanted to find a quiet place to lie down, but unfortunately, where can you lie down in a bar?

I can't lie down anywhere.

Chu Qing was speechless.

Go back secretly?

It's a good idea.

Chu Qing decided to go back.

However, not long after this idea came into being, suddenly a person rushed into the toilet holding his stomach in a hurry.

"Brother, help me get the guitar, I'll come as soon as I go."

"Guitar?"

"Yeah, take it off for me...my stomach is rumbling."

"Oh."

Chu Qing held the guitar and stayed at the door of the bathroom. After waiting for about ten minutes, no one came out.

"Damn, what are you doing standing here, you're running out of time!" The original owner of the guitar didn't run out, but a young man with red hair rushed over and grabbed Chu Qing.

"No time to?"

"Hurry up, don't disappoint Brother Mao's greeting!" The man pushed Chu Qing violently, and pushed Chu Qing hard.

"Okay, thanks to the Escape Band, next, we invite our little fresh meat, the little prince of guitar, to bring us a song to relieve our sorrow!"

"Sorrow?" My mother...

(End of this chapter)