The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 149 I Can't Dance

"Auntie is mine."

Now she doesn't care that these people make fun of her looks, but is a little grateful for her looks. Because she resembles Liu Yifei, her stage fee is the highest in the whole night bar.

Walking out from behind the curtain, the audience applauded immediately. She bowed slightly, held the microphone and waited for the prelude to start slowly.

The good youth is all you
Follow you no matter how far away

if torrential rain

never witnessed
cape snuggle

How could the corner of the clothes be

dripping wet

The good youth is all you
never miss you for a moment

Even at the right time

met the right you

How can the lost youth be returned

Do remember that someone is waiting for you at the end of the world

No matter how fast the wind is, I will never give up
willing for you

Until the moment I can guard your heart

Even if you don't understand, it won't be a pity

Don't forget there is someone waiting at the end of the world

No matter how far the distance is, don't not come back

Don't think, don't measure your heart
how understand
How many obstacles are there on the road to happiness

even for your love
sinking into the sea
youth flies away

can't find it
……

She sang to her heart, thinking of her absurd and stupid youth, which had just begun, but it ceased to exist because she gave up on someone.

At that time, following his figure and stepping on his footsteps, she never thought that he would turn around. When he made her turn around unexpectedly, she turned around and hid, feeling like a thief when she fled. Well, she didn't steal anything, but lost her own heart. It's really a steal.

She has always been so timid and feels that she can't get anything, so she chooses to watch from a distance, maybe she will be happier.

But now, her happiness is lost, because they used to be close to each other, but instead of loving each other, they hurt and tortured each other.

If she hadn't met him two years ago, perhaps, her memories of him would always be sweet and elusive, but now, recalling them, they are more sad and bitter.

She thought that the endless entanglement was really over like this, and it was still a bit trance until now.

In a trance, she saw a familiar face clearly, with deep eyebrows and eyes penetrating to the marrow of her bones, and a trace of imperceptible pain exploded from the tip of her heart, forming a lingering sense of melancholy.

It's fake, everything is fake.

She blinked and the face disappeared, the hallucination was real.

……

"Damn, what are you singing, I want to listen to "Sweet Honey"..." A drunken guest in the audience yelled, and a few people next to him, who might be his followers, also echoed, "Change the song, change the song .”

Although this request to change songs is not too much, but since she has been singing for so many days, she has always chosen songs according to her own wishes. meeting."

"I don't know how to be a singer, and I don't have any professionalism." The drunk guest tilted his head and pointed at her on the stage, with a face as hard and domineering as a soldering iron.

The manager came over and beckoned Leng Yan on the stage with his hand, and Leng Yan walked to the edge of the stage, and heard the manager beg in a low voice: "Grandma, this person is a big player in our night bar, don't get angry, screw it up!" Our business, besides, his request is not too much, you just sing a perfunctory song to perfunctory him."

Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others, he nodded coldly seeing what the manager said, and it was hard to refute it.

She walked back to the center of the stage, apologized to the guest just now, and gestured to the bands on both sides, and the band played the accompaniment of "Sweet Honey" knowingly.

The prelude was over, and just as she was about to sing, the drunken man started to criticize again, "Who will show your bitter melon face! I heard "Sweet Honey", and your expression is about to sing "Meng Jiangnu Crying at the Great Wall"!"

The band stopped temporarily, and the manager made a gesture of please with both hands in the audience. She suppressed the anger in her heart, forced a smile, and said to the band: "It's time to start."

The drunk man looked at her with his chin resting on his shoulders, clapped his hands after she finished singing, took out a wad of money from his wallet and sprinkled it on the stage, with a full expression of arrogance on his face, "I reward you."

Leng Yan looked at the money scattered at his feet, without any intention of picking it up, but went straight to the backstage, the manager climbed onto the stage and bent over to pick it up, the drunk man was not happy, "I gave her , what are you picking up! I want to watch her pick it up with my own eyes."

The manager's hand hadn't touched the banknotes on the stage floor yet, hearing the drunken man's words, his face showed embarrassment, he turned around at this moment, and walked in front of the manager calmly, "Manager, let me do it! "

Today, she has no willful capital at all, and only with absolute humility can she keep this job.Although Leng Xian has been released now, the company has already owed a lot of foreign debts and closed down. In addition to her uncle's high hospital bills, she has to work harder to support the family.

She squatted down, lowered her head and moved a little bit, picking up the scattered banknotes, many of which fell under the stage, she jumped off the stage, bent down to pick up the banknotes on the ground, Just as he held the corner of the banknote with his fingers, he raised his hand, but a pair of high-heeled shoes pressed on the other side of the banknote, stomping hard, "Hey, isn't this a young, jade girl and a cold and beautiful woman? What's the matter? Master dumped? Why are you here begging for food?"

She let go of the hand holding the banknotes, slowly raised her face, and met a pair of winking peach blossom eyes, but stood up from the ground calmly, swept her proud face without any emotion, and disappeared from the scene in a few seconds. Her face moved away, "Do I know you?"

Fang Qiang wasn't angry at all, but just looked at her with a sly smile, "The reputation has not improved, but the temper has increased!"

She turned to Leng Yan and looked at her with a look of goodwill, "It's a pity that you don't hang out in the circle with your appearance, you are too talented to sing in this kind of place, how much can you sell for it! I said, while you are young, you should seize the opportunity to find a benefactor by your side, don't wrong yourself, if you can't find someone you like, I can recommend it to you..."

"Thank you." He looked at her with a smile instead of anger, "but... I'm a clean freak, and I'm not interested in the old men you played with."

"Cut! Hypocritical, even pregnant with a child, you are still a clean freak! When you used eighteen techniques on your old man, you must have eaten his filth!" Fang Qiang gave her a white look with contempt.

Leng Yan was already thin-skinned, and was aroused by Fang Qiang's unbearable words, and blushed, but Fang Qiang stared at her strangely and said, "Why are you blushing! Could it be..."

She rolled her eyes, as if she had guessed something, she leaned close to her ear, "Could you just force someone to fuck you? No wonder you were dumped, you can't feed a man with your face alone, you have to rely on... ..."

"Fang Qiang—" She suddenly increased her volume and called her name. Fang Qiang didn't expect her to lose her temper, but was taken aback.

Leng Yan looked at her stunned expression, and glanced at her lightly, "When you often walk by the river, there will always be a day when your shoes get wet, so you can do it yourself." She turned and walked towards the backstage.

Fang Qiang snorted disdainfully, and waved to the manager standing beside him. The manager walked over, and she whispered something in the manager's ear. After hearing this, the manager looked at him with some embarrassment, "Miss Fang , this is not good!"

"What are you afraid of!" Fang Qiang looked at her confidently, and slowly seduced her, "Accepting this order is much better than coaxing this group of nouveau riche. They are big money lords, and if they show a few cracks in their hands, it will be enough for you." I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking for half my life.”

"But..." The manager was seduced by Fang Qiang's high conditions just now, but he was still a little worried. After all, when Leng Yan came in, he signed with her in black and white, and even accompanied the wine from the contract. removed.

"Forget it, I didn't say it." Seeing the manager's hesitation, Fang Qiang knew that her words had shaken the greed in his heart, so she turned around as if trying to get him, and made a gesture of leaving.

"Let me try!" The manager loosened his accent, and Fang Qiang turned around and smiled slyly at him.

……

The next night, Leng Yan was taking off her make-up backstage after singing, when the manager came over and handed her a wad of money, "This is the share of this month, you count."

"Manager, it's not that much!" Leng Yan looked at the thick wad of money, a little hesitant to accept it.

When she signed the contract with the night bar before, she negotiated with the night bar to guarantee a monthly salary of 8, and the commission is only calculated as a few percent, but now the wad of money is several months' salary by visual inspection, and she has not yet worked. In January, the salary was paid in advance, which made her a little suspicious.

"You can take it if I give it to you. You deserve it." The manager pushed the money towards her.

"But……"

She was about to say something, but the manager suddenly approached her, causing her to back away in fright, "Manager, what are you going to do?"

The manager put on an innocent face, "I just want to tell you a few words, don't get me wrong."

Sneering and explaining with a smile: "This is my instinctive reaction, and you don't mind the manager."

The manager smiled indifferently, thought for a moment, and asked her in a low voice, "Are you interested in music production?"

Leng Yan was stunned, as if he didn't understand, and the manager continued: "I have a friend who is engaged in music production. He has a music studio and wants to recruit a partner. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Can I?" Leng Yan was a little unbelievable. This kind of job is a pie in the sky for her now. It is known that she has been rejected by countless music studios before.

"It depends on your personal wishes, and I don't force it. I just think your conditions are pretty good. Working in a night bar is not a long-term solution. If you want to have unique attainments in music, you still have to try to go in other directions. .” The manager gave her a very pertinent suggestion.

If it was in the past, she would definitely agree to it immediately, but now she is not sure if she has the qualifications to take another path, and because her life is full of traps, she dare not take it lightly.

She pressed her lower lips tightly, but the manager didn't urge her, "Think about it! You can give me an answer anytime."

……

She went back and thought about it all night. She was very itchy to participate in the job of music production, but when she thought of her unclean identity, she had scruples about the idea of ​​working with well-known musicians in the industry.

She knew that even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to wash off the filth all over her body, and she would never be able to appear on the big screen again. Hang out in places where people criticize her.

The previous determination not to give up no matter what, has been completely annihilated and no longer exists with the outbreak of one scandal after another.

Now, she only hopes to live in peace and stability without anyone caring about her.

But when the manager threw such a tempting olive branch to her, the hidden dream in her heart was ignited, and the security she wanted was suddenly burned by the small flame in her heart.

Her unwillingness to give up made her heart conflicted and entangled, and she didn't know how to choose.

……

"Change songs, change songs, brother spends money for fun, what are you singing about!"

"That's right, give my brother a song "The Eighteenth Girl, One Flower"."

Leng Yan's singing stopped abruptly, she paused, and looked at the manager, who waved her hands helplessly, so she had to apologize to the audience, "I'm sorry, I really don't know how to sing this song."

"I don't care if you know it or not. I'm spending money now just for fun. If you can't sing, get the hell out!" The drunken man scolded with displeasure on his face.

The man next to him approached the drunk man and suggested with a smile: "Brother, I can't sing, we can let her dance!"

The drunken man squinted his eyes, and a dangerous breath rose from the bottom of Leng Yan's heart. He took a few steps back towards the stage with the microphone in his hand, and saw the man pointing at her and saying, "Dance a striptease for me, take off your clothes." I will reward you 5000 fast, and I will give you 3 yuan if you take it all off."

The man's unreasonable request aroused the anger in Leng Yan's heart, no matter how humble and obedient she was for this job, she could not agree to this request.

What do these people think of her!
"I'm sorry, I don't know how to dance, and your request is unforgivable." He said coldly and resolutely refused, the anger in his eyes could kill a person.

The drunk man was upset, he reached out and grabbed the wine bottle behind him and threw it towards the center of the stage. Just when he was about to hit Leng Yan's calf, Leng Yan stepped back, his high heels sprained, and he half fell to the ground , broke his knee.

She rubbed her injured calf, bit her lips tightly, and slowly got up. At this moment, the manager ran to the drunk man and persuaded him: "Boss Chen, she is the resident singer of our bar. She can only sing, but can't dance. If you want to watch the dance, I'll let Xiaodie and Xiaoqing come out."

"Don't watch!" The man stared angrily at Leng Yan on the stage. Leng Yan deliberately avoided meeting his gaze, turned his head, and glanced at the manager for help. The manager waved his hand and signaled her Going down, she walked off the stage knowingly and walked backstage.

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(End of this chapter)