Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 163 I have a special connection code

Sure enough, it was obvious that Qiu Wenfang was here for the first time.

She was able to rely on her familiarity with this kind of food, drink and fun, just like that accompanying trip to the Malaysian capital.

I am very familiar with the two Yanqing brothers. This restaurant must be delicious. This restaurant must be a rip-off. This restaurant is very unique, but just take a look...

Chicken, crab, shrimp and abalone all have local characteristics.

Yan Qing could easily appreciate the different flavor from the previous seafood feast.

Of course, Qiu Wenfang still likes fans.

The boss was eating crabs while walking, and she was holding a disposable plastic bowl and chatting happily, saying it tasted like grandma's cooking.

She is obviously a beautiful girl, and her clothes are hot and attractive. She has a high rate of turning heads on the street.

Anyone who looks at her will feel that if she were dressed more formally, she would be a girl who could shine in big events.

Why is it just like this... Yan Qing's fishing bag is slung on her shoulders, like a wandering artist's guitar bag.

But her flying spirit and jumping rhythm are unforgettable.

By the way, one stall after another became popular, and finally I walked into a folk singer bar, which brought inexplicable excitement and popularity.

Qiu Wenfang said: "Ms. Song said that you also have an album. Would you like to sing one?"

Yan Qing shook her head simply and directly, relaxing and experiencing the environment.

It's funny to say that since he entered the school in September, every time he went to nightclubs or bars, he had a purpose to cause trouble.

There is never a time when you can enjoy the experience quietly as a consumer.

Of course, those disco nightclubs with violent and powerful rhythms really gave him a headache, and he couldn't enjoy it calmly, so he had to finish the work early and call it a day.

The atmosphere was completely different today. Although the bar was still noisy, the soothing music played and the slightly aged male singing echoed in the space. The noise became the background sound.

It seems that the flow of time cannot be concealed by all the little noises in life.

It flows into people's hearts.

Yan Qing leaned back comfortably in the chair, raising her hands as if she was tapping her teeth, listening and wandering along with the others' rhythm.

Occasionally, I would cover my mouth and whisper to Gai Qingyun: "It's not bad, I like the taste."

"Well, this should be the freedom and relaxation we want. Hehe, the little agent has been looking at you with light in his eyes, hahaha, I know what this word looks like."

Yan Qing remained calm: "She acted it. Now I kind of believe that she is a meticulous artist."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

Yan Qing chuckled. To be successful in life, you need to have all the fun and be accompanied by close friends.

Have another drink and eat whatever you want.

comfortable.

Maybe this comfortable expression was too obvious, and Qiu Wenfang thought it was because of her company.

So she also leaned on the other side with this kind of comfort. It seemed that she could play the piano and the harp in harmony without cuddling.

Then at this moment, I suddenly heard a voice coming from the table behind me: "Qian Sen, you are very strange..."

Yan Qing looked at Qiu Wenfang subconsciously, and when she saw the girl leaning forward to look next door in a funny way, she followed her gaze.

Several girls, all quite pretty, wearing T-shirts and shirts, were sitting with a few middle-aged men. Not all of the others had the same accent.

But when Yan Qing looked at it like this, he felt that something seemed familiar, but he knew that this was absolutely impossible.

But Qiu Wenfang had already come closer and snickered: "They are dealers..."

Yan Qing suddenly realized that, yes, this kind of déjà vu was something he had seen in Yunding. These girls had one detail in common. They all had their hair combed very neatly and tied into a high ponytail at the back of their heads. It was very neat and tight. The kind of docility that sticks to the sideburns, and the sides can be said to be bright and discerning.

Even if one of the girls let her hair down, her long curly hair still showed her previous hairstyle.

This is a long-term habit of observing people, and anything that is slightly special seems to be very dazzling.

But Qiu Wenfang is definitely not because of this kind of observation: "Since 19, Singapore and Genting have arrested several dealers. All casino dealers in Genting have to comb their hair like this, because those dealers steal the guests from the table. The chips were hidden in the hair, so later all the top casinos in East Asia used this hairstyle, and online gambling dealers were not among them.”

While talking, she casually took a beer bottle cap from the table and gently wiped it into her temples.

She just had ordinary wavy hair tied casually into a ponytail, a bit messy and lively, but there was really no trace at all. She even shook her head a few times, but the bottle cap didn't fall out.

This girl is a magnet girl, she can hide anything on her body.

Gai Qingyun, who has been watching various superhero movies recently, complained while searching: "No, even if the Qionghai Special Zone said it might build a casino, at least it has never allowed the establishment of a casino so far. This is a ministry and provincial level. A case that will be investigated strictly!"

The little agent was still a little confused: "What are you cheering for?"

Yan Qing already carried the fishing bag and walked onto the stage easily: "Thank you, just follow the rhythm just now."

The jazz band just played a song called "Sunset Boulevard", and the folk singer was coming to the side to take a drink of water.

Smiling and nodding: "Whatever song my brother sings, we can all accompany him."

It is a basic skill for the resident band in this kind of music bar to be able to play any music.Yan Qing grabbed the flower drum hanging next to the high stool where the vocalist was sitting, put it into his hand, and tapped it gently and skillfully twice. The rhythm made the band members' eyes light up.

Experts.

Immediately I stopped worrying about his level and started playing along with the broad, calm and distant temperament of the piece just now.

Then I heard this man cutting in with a completely different high-pitched tone, as if everyone was spreading out pancakes, but he put a birthday candle high in the middle and served it.

It doesn't really fit in well, but it doesn't have any new ideas.

But the lyrics are too classic: "I often remember the sunset in Xiting..."

Intoxicated and do not know the way back.

Back to the boat at the end of the day,
Into the depths of the lotus root by mistake.

Fight to cross, fight to cross!
A group of gulls and herons were startled..."

The whole bar was still noisy. I saw a handsome young man walking up. There were also some female voices blowing whistles or booing. What's your level? Do you sing well?
Most of them just looked up following these sounds, and then continued to guess dice, make drinking orders, and flirt with girls.

But I heard this slightly loud and clear singing voice starting to attract attention.

Regardless of whether you have literary appreciation or not, you will all feel that it is familiar. This is Li Qingzhao's famous work when he was 16 years old.

He is also a little drunk cat.

Some people said that this little girl must have drunk too much. She walked across the pond and vomited a puddle on the lotus pod, which frightened the birds.

In short, the few words seem to come out at random, but they are as precious as gold. Each sentence contains profound meaning, and the language is not polished, but full of natural beauty.

The ballad singer just sang with a standard tone of hoarseness, thickness and vicissitudes of life.

This is probably the biggest reason why all audiences have become accustomed to it and don't care. Folk songs are being sung in tourist attractions across the country, all singing this tune.

Yan Qing has a small voice professionally, and her metallic singing style is slightly high-pitched and playful, like the naughty and chivalrous spirit of a sword-wielding boy!

After all, he has been singing with the Hanfu Society and the folk band for several months, and has even completed album recording in a professional recording studio, so he is very familiar with microphones and live performances.

When the drum circle was lightly beaten and repeated gracefully for the second time, almost everyone in the audience turned to look at the handsome young man wearing a "Hai Na" T-shirt.

After half a year of high-intensity fitness, Yan Qing has strengthened the body of this frail scholar. His usually nonchalant face now looks sharp under the stage lights.

The long hair, which is a bit messy, can be tied into small knots, but it only highlights the masculinity.

This female lyricist's classic song was sung quietly and peacefully, and the picture-like scene was now in front of everyone's eyes.

It seemed that everyone wanted to go back humming and wagging, and then find a pond to vomit in to see if any birds were frightened.

That naughty and comfortable relaxed taste touches people's hearts.

Some people couldn't help but applaud!

Qiu Wenfang had long forgotten what other tasks she had. She clenched her fists with both hands and stared at the stage in disbelief with her eyes wide open.

She heard from Song Siyu that Yan Qing could sing and record records, so she thought it was like a sports star playing for tickets, and didn't take it seriously. She didn't expect him to be of such a standard.

When he heard applause, he quickly crossed the seats and jumped onto the small stage, making fists and knees in all directions...

This is definitely the most common cheerleading move at the Baodao Professional Baseball Stadium. The pretty and youthful little girls spread their arms in all directions, indicating that they should raise their hands, come on, follow the teacher, great...

It really felt like a kindergarten teacher taking care of children, because his face was filled with that kind of exaggerated friendly smile, and many people couldn't help but raise their hands.

Because those squatting and bouncing knees can bring about great fluctuations in the whole body. Needless to say, this dark green satin suspender belt...

Really, everyone in the audience raised their hands and didn’t know what they were holding with their fingers apart...

Yan Qing usually has to sing four times, but now it's only the third time that this conspicuous bag has messed up the atmosphere. What's more, did you forget that you were trying to hook up with a Taiwanese girl?
Lift your leg and kick!

The whole place fell silent...

Then laugh wildly, laugh like crazy!
It was Yan Qing who kicked Qiu Wenfang so sincerely that he kicked Qiu Wenfang two tables away from such a beautiful girl!

She fell off the stage in disgrace.

Fortunately, Yan Qing is also a master at kicking girls to death. He applies force three inches below the buttocks without knocking her over or causing any disturbance in her lower body.

The little agent staggered a few steps, and hey, he actually stopped.

She didn't have any coquettishness, but she remembered it, and her hands were brought into a horn -shaped shape: "It's enough to praise ..."

Then he bounced his knees and clapped rhythmically to everyone in the audience, especially the girls at the table next to him who had turned their heads to look over.

It's so rare for a girl to praise her so hard after being kicked.

The main character is a dead skin.

Sure enough, two girls over there laughed and stood up to join her in the professional baseball cheerleading dance.

It also has to be sexy and sexy.

It's over.

(End of this chapter)