Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 199 The lightning rush
"Impart! Impart! Impart!"

Ai Xian shouted loudly in his heart. Many female fans gathered around him, and his whole body reached its peak.

"Impart!"

……

"I'm not talking about you two. We haven't fought each other before. If it were me, I would just take it to the bench. Weren't you in the hotel at the time? Why didn't you take the bench? Just throw it at him."

Wan Jie's tone was regretful and disdainful.

Mai Zishan thought about it for a long time, but found it difficult to reply. He could only say: "Lack of experience."

It was indeed a lack of experience. Looking back at the way Chen Kun picked up beer bottles at every turn, he really had experience.

Wanjie picked up a large piece of meat and put it into his mouth, pointed at Xu Hao and said vaguely: "Hey, why are you holding a camera while you are eating, and that gadget in your hand? What are you doing?”

"Don't worry about him, that's all he is." Mai Zishan shook his head.

"Your brother has been eating snacks outside these days. He didn't eat well when he got home. When I asked him where he got the money, he said he asked for it from you. Where did you get the money?"

But Chen Rui has no time to answer now.

Xu Hao: "Yes, yes, yes, just shout."

A few hard crosses.

All it takes is a look.

Xu Hao was still as usual, not using chopsticks at all, because the material captured by the camera was his food.

"Is this your son?"

Wanjie took out his mobile phone with a broken screen and dialed Chen Rui's number.

Or rather, it started much earlier, the day his father hated him.

In the residence of one of the buildings, there was also a mobile phone with a broken screen, which vibrated in Chen Rui's trouser pocket.

Xu Hao has a camera and a GO pro, both of which are used continuously.

His nightmare started the day she entered this home.

I'm used to it.

During the meal, I met many fans who came to Mai Zishan to take photos and sign autographs.

Chen Rui felt his hands were a little sweaty, and he looked at the woman in front of him.

Wanjie will be happy eating this.

"..."

All the building numbers are gone, and the food delivery people would get lost if they go in.

"I have no money."

With such a meaningful look in his eyes, his biological father would roll up his sleeves.

"We've got a treat, a big dinner! Buffet! Come quickly!"

Not far away on the other side of the city, there is an ordinary old-fashioned community. The community is full of old men with bare heads and bellies, playing chess loudly.

"Yes." Song Ying turned her head and said nothing, focusing on the test paper she was correcting in front of her.

"Ahem, hurry up and eat. There's still business to do after eating."

He didn't like to hear this.

"Is this your ex-wife's child?"

It just happens, things that have happened countless times.

"Your brother said he asked for it from you? Someone must have lied to you. Your brother is only eight years old, can he lie?"

"I have no money." Chen Rui repeated again.

Chen Rui's stepmother, Song Ying, wore slender glasses and looked at him with a half-smile.

The phone in his pocket was still vibrating. Chen Rui walked to the bathroom. Wanjie had made many calls to him and received many messages.

Chen Rui looked up at his watch. In ten minutes, his father would be home from get off work.

At this moment, the three of them were having lunch. Mai Zishan treated them to a treat, and Wan asked for the buffet.

And this woman, without having to do or say anything, pushed everything forward.

"No, no, I can't eat alone. I have to call Chen Rui over."

Every now and then he would come over and ask with a smile if he enjoyed his meal.

"But none of the people who came to sign autographs with you are women. What the hell are you singing about? Why aren't there any female fans?"

Mai Zishan tapped his fingers on the table. He liked hearing this.

The manager of the buffet restaurant thought they were a celebrity visiting the restaurant and thought it would become popular soon, so he kept bringing various fruit plates and large steaks.

Song Ying is a primary school teacher who makes a career out of misleading children. Because she has a pattern on her body, she uses her nostrils to look at people while walking.

This surprised Wanjie, "You have some status."

There are also a few accompanying pictures, and the table is indeed full of delicacies.

Chen Rui swallowed.

"Are you at home or somewhere? Come and eat quickly."

Chen Rui took a deep breath and tapped his fingers on the broken screen: "It's a bit far, three or four kilometers away. It's hard to wait for the bus here, so you might as well eat it by yourself." On the other side, Wanjie looked at another dish brought by the manager. The plate of lobster was stunned for three seconds.

"Where are you! Send me your location! Damn it! Damn it! Lobster! Big lobster!"

"I have a third wheel! I'll pick you up!"

Chen Rui looked at the picture of lobster sent and really wanted to eat it.

"And that one, the singer you said you liked very much, Mai Zishan, it was him who invited you to dinner."

Seeing this sentence, Chen Rui seemed to be shocked by an electric shock and no longer hesitated.

"Where is it? I'm going now!"

On the other side, Wanjie stood up immediately, "I'm going to pick up Chen Rui. I have to take him to have a good meal. You guys stay here and guard the lobster."

"Can't we just call him a ride-hailing service?" Mai Zishan said.

"Oh my, you are indeed a rich man and don't understand us. Let alone online ride-hailing. Public transportation is too expensive for me. My three-wheeler is just right."

Mai Zishan: "..."

"I'll go with you." Xu Hao said quickly.

"Is it possible to leave me alone? Then I will be regarded as a pig?" Of course Mai Zishan was not willing.

"One person must stay, otherwise the restaurant will think we have finished eating and take away the dishes." Wanjie couldn't bear to part with this feast.

The manager seemed to have been listening to them and hurriedly ran over and said, "It's okay. If you want to pick someone up, just go ahead. I'll save the table for you and I won't clear it away."

"Thank you then." Mai Zishan and others stood up.

Many customers suddenly came to the restaurant, and quite a few of them waved to Mai Zishan.

When the manager saw this scene, he was overjoyed and thought that this was definitely a top shop-exploring celebrity and he must be treated well.

"Your little three-wheeler can't accommodate so many people. Director Xu and I will take a taxi." Mai Zishan said as he walked.

In the end, Xu Hao was the first to disagree, "What are you thinking about? Let's sit on a tricycle. The appearance of this small city along the way, and the experience of following the movement. This is exactly the material I want."

“What’s the point of a four-wheeled car?”

Xu Hao's face was flushed when he spoke. Mai Zishan refused to argue with him. He knew at a glance that Director Xu looked happy and could not displease him.

"Don't underestimate my three-wheeler. It is electrified. I received this car from a fat man weighing two to three hundred pounds. He usually uses it for delivery." Wan Jie said with some pride.

A few people just walked out of the cafeteria door and sat on the three-wheeler like a blind stream. Wanjie was on. Mai Zishan and Xu Hao sat in the back.

The iron plate used to make egg-filled cakes is right at Mai Zishan's feet.

Ah, this poor food hygiene.

There is also a gas tank that heats the iron plate. It is as big as a three-year-old child and is stained with rust. It is right at Xu Hao's feet.

Ah, such poor security awareness.

If the gas tank is unhappy, three people can be taken away.

Absolutely relaxing.

Crunch, crunch, click, click, click.

The three wheels spit out a mouthful of phlegm and started smoothly. Xu Hao stabilized his body and started taking 360-degree shots.

Mai Zishan held his chin and sat on the other side of the tricycle. At this moment, he was Xu Hao's material.

The small three-wheeler was very good. It went very fast along the way, faster than a taxi. It didn't take long to arrive at the community where Chen Rui lived.

From afar, Wanjie saw a thin young man standing at the gate of the community, standing on the green belt pretending to be repaired by the municipal government.

The tricycle was still moving at full speed, but Wanjie released his hand on the brake and waved quickly.

Mai Zishan watched this scene the whole time and nodded.

Yeah, awesome.

Accompanied by the harsh sound of brakes, Chen Rui came to the front of several people.

Chen Rui's heart was pounding now because so many nights, he turned on his broken mobile phone and listened to Mai Zishan's songs and watched the documentary "Another Life".

Many of these stories gave him the strength to move on and the courage to face tomorrow.

But at this moment, such power was actually right in front of him.

Wanjie patted the handle of the tricycle coolly and said, "Get in."

Mai Zishan smiled at Chen Rui and said, "Come, sit next to me. There is no gas tank next to me."

Chen Rui's eyes were a little red and his throat was a little choked.

Xu Hao's camera didn't stop at all, and he also took pictures of the sky and the season of midsummer.

Chen Rui got on the third wheel.

So, a broken tricycle carrying four people, an iron plate, and an illegal gas tank.

Driving at lightning speed.

The speed was a bit fast, and the wind blew Chen Rui's hair.

This moment was short but long. A feeling of freedom that he had never experienced before exploded in his heart.

(End of this chapter)