Underworld Scumbag Transformation System

Seeing Su Qingyu standing in front of the steel pipe, the atmosphere in the bar suddenly became lively, with applause and whistles coming and going.

Hua Shuming said in surprise: "Jiang Chu can actually pole dance?"

Li Dongfeng also stood up with the people present and said enviously: "Shengxun, your boyfriend is really amazing."

These compliments and envy of his boyfriend did not make Shengxun happy at all. Instead, he became even more angry. He strongly denied: "No! He is not like this!"

Both of them looked at him strangely, a little confused.

The people around him who heard it also looked at him strangely.

The more this happened, the angrier Sheng Xun became. He didn't know how to tell them that Jiang Chu was not like this, and how to tell them what Jiang Chu should be like.

When he thought about how to speak, the bar burst into warm applause again.

The dance begins.

This well-known bar has a large dance floor. In the center of the dance floor is a circular stage with a straight black steel pipe in the middle.

In their city, it seems that every well-known bar has a pole. Pole dancing is considered the sexiest dance in many people's minds. It is even a little pornographic, and it goes well with nightlife.

When a person like this, who attracted all the attention in the bar as soon as he entered, wanted to pole dance, the atmosphere in the bar became as lively as fire.

His slender white hands stretched and tightened on the steel pipe, and his whole body was pressed against the steel pipe. This simple act caused a scream in the bar.

His face was close to the steel pipe, and the tip of his tall nose slightly slid down against the steel pipe. His face was slightly drooped, his eyelashes were closed, and his thin lips were dark red.

The audience at the scene watched him with bated breath. The scene was relatively silent without movement. They didn't know why it was so attractive.

Then, he slid his arm down, wrapped it around the steel pipe and stood up. With the help of the steel pipe, his whole body started to rotate, just like a swan spreading its wings, turning over in the air and landing gracefully, the whole process was extremely smooth.

This few dozen seconds of dance moves shocked everyone in the bar.

Many people pole dance in bars, just to exaggerate the excitement. When the interest comes, they can just dance casually and become proficient.

He seems different.

Those who know how to dance can see his terrifying body control, precise strength and balance from the beginning. Every stop is worth recalling again and again.

People who don't know how to dance are also inexplicably infected, and realize that this may be a person who is very good at dancing, and every move he makes can become a painting.

His movements were obviously extremely smooth, but there was also a sense of strength with upright bones. This sense of strength seemed to have emotions, broken and unyielding.

Just now he was jumping up hard, and then he was helplessly falling to the ground, his head hanging on his knees, and he was dancing everywhere.

Slowly, the audience was infected by his dance moves, and they realized that this was no ordinary pole dance.

This is a painful struggle.

He slowly raised his heels, straightened his insteps, and put his toes on the ground. It was a ballet dancer's movement of using his toes to swan dance. However, he stepped on his feet in pain as if he were stepping on thorns, and stretched out his hands to escape.

He grabbed the steel pipe with both hands, which was the only rope he could use to climb up in the thorny land.

The rope seemed stable, but in fact it was slippery and weak, and he fell into the thorns again.

He was trapped by something. What trapped him seemed to be them, the onlookers, this lively bar, this prosperous city, it seemed that wealth, power, fame and fortune - all turned into sharp thorns.

They seemed to see blood all over his feet with purple veins looming, and saw the blood marks on his body scratched by thorns, and personally felt his pain, his helplessness, and his sadness during the struggle.

He hugged the rope tiredly, closed his eyes and panted slightly. The black tear stains at the end of his eyes became a sad fate, diluting the painful moisture.

There's never been such a quiet moment in a big bar and this was a pole dance beyond their wildest dreams.

After a long time, a few people in the bar who were the first to come out of their emotions began to applaud sparsely, but suddenly they saw the man clinging to the steel pipe smiling.

He raised his head, beads of sweat sliding over his Adam's apple and hiding in his black shirt.

The dark red lips slowly rose, the long eyelashes opened for a thrilling moment, and the tear mole at the end of the eye changed color under the light.

He danced again, the snake-shaped chain on his collarbone took off, his strength was no longer broken, and his movements were no longer helpless.

His feet slid parallel to the ground, picking up the thorns.

When he is no longer afraid of thorns, thorns become his weapons.

When the rope to rescue him was too slippery, he would wrap it with thorns, turn the thorns under his feet into a life-saving rope, and climb up.

Even though his thin arms were covered with blood, they were tightly wrapped around the thorn rope, and he used the thorns as his feet to fly upward.

The black sleeves stretched in the wind, and he became a black swan, spreading his strong wings in the blood.

The corners of her lips are raised in a wanton smile, and the light in her eyes comes from the deepest place, beautiful and dark, reborn in Nirvana, as beautiful as death.

At 10:30 in the evening, the nightlife has just begun to brew.

A burst of warm applause and screams suddenly erupted from the Tianxu Bar. The sound shocked the passers-by, who looked inside curiously.

It’s hard to imagine who caused this. Star concerts don’t have such an effect.

"Good--good!"

"Oh my god, I have goosebumps all over my body!"

"Is this really something I can watch for free? Am I really in a bar?"

"Tell me what his name is, and I will shout his name loudly all night long!"

"He is my God!"

Tianxu Bar is very famous, and the consumption is not low. Many people here are not new to the world, but they are still amazed by such a pole dance.

Many people had a certain mentality at first to watch this beauty dance sexyly. They never expected it to be such a pole dance, and it made their blood boil and their hearts shake.

They were lucky enough to see such a pole dance in this bar, but they felt that this pole dance should not only be in this bar, but should be in a higher place.

After Su Qingyu finished, he bowed and blew a kiss, "Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Chu, and I love pole dancing."

I don’t know who started it, but his name rang out throughout the bar.

527: [Host, repentance value 3. 】

Su Qingyu's smile widened, and she tilted her head and waved downwards.

At this moment, everyone in the bar remembered his name and knew that he loved pole dancing and that his pole dancing was excellent.

Not only at this moment, there may be people discussing him in the bar for many days in a row.

Su Qingyu ignored the people in the audience's pleas and walked back with her shoes.

Thanks to the high-tech "wearing" system of Fengdu Underworld, he used his own body. Jiang Chu had no diseases and was in good health. His body was also in good health, so he was able to perform such a dance.

But he hadn't danced with such intensity for a long time, and he was still sweating a little, and his shirt had loosened a lot during the dance. The hem of the designer shirt, which was short on the left and long on the right, exposed a section of his waistline. He casually put it on He put his shoes by his feet and sat on the sofa.

He didn't care, but someone did.

When Su Qingyu came over, several of Shengxun's friends had not yet completely withdrawn from his pole dancing. Like everyone in the bar, their eyes were always following him.

When they came to their senses and wanted to say a word to him, Sheng Xun had already stood in front of Su Qingyu with an angry look on his face, blocking other people's sight.

For some reason, his eyes were on fire, "Jiang Chu, do you still want to be embarrassed? You, a student of Jin University, are pole dancing in a bar!"

"...?"

This time, Shengxun's friend didn't need to speak. His eyes followed the man in the black shirt, and the man who was still immersed in the dance started to move.

A wine bottle exploded at Shengxun's feet, and someone on the dance floor cursed, "You ungrateful thing!"

They may not know that Jiang Chu is Shengxun's boyfriend, but Shengxun's friends know that they also think so in their hearts. Shengxun is somewhat ungrateful.

Hua Shuming couldn't help but keep his eyes on Su Qingyu. He didn't understand why Sheng Xun didn't cherish her since she had such a good boyfriend.

If it were him...

Hua Shuming was startled and hurriedly looked away.

Indeed, his heart was hit as soon as Jiang Chu entered the hotel door. When he found out that he was Shengxun's boyfriend, he immediately stopped his turbulent heart.

However, during the dance just now, he barely blinked during the entire dance. Jiang Chu shocked him beyond just the beauty.

Now when he thought about the little stars he had supported, they all seemed shallow and did not have the power to hit his heart deeply.

He couldn't even think of those people's faces anymore, only Jiang Chu's dance on the stage just now.

He felt that it was Jiang Chu's inner monologue, that he was experiencing such pain, and that this pain was probably given to him by Sheng Xun.

Hua Shuming felt that such Shengxun was not worthy of Jiang Chu.

He pushed Shengxun away, "You don't know him at all, but you just know how to scold him. Is there any boyfriend like you?"

After a bottle of wine, Sheng Xun was scolded by his own little girl again, and he was shocked and a little confused.

It shouldn't be like this.

But all his friends are talking about him.

"Shengxun, what's wrong with pole dancing? You're so noble, why don't you come to the bar?"

"I think this pole dance can be put on a professional stage. What are you doing?"

"Didn't you hear what Jiang Chu said? He likes pole dancing. Do you want him to dance some classical dance?"

The more Sheng Xun listened, the angrier he became, "What do you know!"

Su Qingyu felt very happy when he listened to the report about the increase in 527's repentance value. He said, "What do you know?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone around him looked at him.

"You asked me to learn classical dance and let me play piano. Do you think that is more artistic? Do you think pole dancing tarnishes the image you want?" Su Qingyu raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Have you seen that famous painting? It's so serious. and hypocrites are the enemies of art.”

As soon as Su Qingyu finished speaking, there was an applause.

Many people who come to the bar at night hate people who pretend to be noble in bars and nightclubs. They all come here to have fun, and they can't accept pole dancing?

The prudes and hypocrites speak to their hearts' content.

Shengxun's chest heaved violently, and he bent down and grabbed Su Qingyu's wrist to drag him out of the hotel.

Su Qingyu used some skill to pull it out again, "I like it here and I don't want to leave now."

"Why are we walking? Didn't you ask me to come?"

"Jiang Chucai arrived not long ago, and you let him go? Sit down, sit down, let's talk for a while."

Li Dongfeng, the peacemaker, pushed Sheng Xun onto the sofa and asked the onlookers to give them some space. He sat down and said, "Isn't this the first time we meet Jiang Chu today? Don't make the atmosphere so tense. Let's Let’s have a nice chat.”

The air in Shengxun's chest was still surging, and he said with a sullen face, "What are you talking about? He comes from a small place, and his family is very different from yours. What do you have to talk about with him?"

Shengxun said this because he was angry.

He actually didn't want to say this about Jiang Chu in front of his friends, he also wanted to save face, but Jiang Chu went too far tonight, which made him angry and panicked. He said such words unscrupulously to suppress Jiang Chu's uncontrollable outrage. Behavior.

He was also secretly threatening Jiang Chu, and it would not look good if he continued.

Usually at this time, Jiang Chu would stop talking.

Su Qingyu: "You can only talk if your living environment is different. Are you talking about your elite education face to face?"

Li Dongfeng laughed again.

To be honest, the few of them who often hang out in bars are not elites in the traditional sense, and they hate the oppressive so-called elite education.

"Jiang Chu, tell us something about your life that we don't know?"

"Have you ever ridden a green train?" Su Qingyu took a sip of wine and looked at them, "The green train is very interesting whether it has hard seats or hard sleepers."

Some of them used trains to mock Jiang Chu before, but tonight Su Qingyu talked to them about trains.

"There are several people crowded on the small table with hard seats. They may come from all over the world. You can chat about your home and destination around the small table, and you can also play cards amidst the shouts of beer melon seeds."

"Occasionally I look up and look out the window, and I see green mountains and green water, a vast scene full of air."

"I met thieves on the train, learned a folk song, and learned the dialect of a place..."

Several people couldn't help but attract all their attention to him.

The pole dance just stunned everyone in the bar. He just sat casually on the sofa, in the bright and feasting bar, and spoke about his world in a nice and immersive voice.

Let them feel that their flight and high-speed rail are a way of transportation, while the green train he takes is a way of life.

He also talked about a lot of things about life that they didn't understand.

His world is novel, interesting, and vast.

They also felt that this was why Jiang Chu was so real, diverse and charming.

"We have a tofu Xishi there, and I thought if I could..."

"enough!"

When others gathered around Su Qingyu and listened with interest, Sheng Xun suddenly stood up and interrupted him.

He couldn't listen anymore.

The more Jiang Chu told the truth, the more he deviated from the image he had set in his heart. Even when he looked at Jiang Chu, he could no longer see what he wanted to see. It was all his unique, clear and strong image. Drilled in his head.

His chest heaved, "Jiang Chu, are you leaving? If you don't leave, I'll leave."

Su Qingyu raised her chin and said, "Let's go."

"..."

Sheng Xun left angrily.

527:【……】

I don't know why, but looking at the back of Shengxun leaving angrily, it seemed to see Xu Yunhan.

After losing his popularity, the person who had been chatting just now suddenly lowered his head and stared at the wine glass in his hand without speaking, feeling lonely and sad.

527:【……】

The most terrifying thing in this world is the actor.

Especially bad actors.

Several of Shengxun's friends noticed his depression, and some people who often hung out in the bar didn't know what to do.

Hua Shuming said nervously: "Jiang Chu, what's wrong with you?"

Li Dongfeng said: "Jiang Chu, don't mind. I don't know what happened to him today. It's as if he had eaten explosives."

"Not just today." Su Qingyu shook his head.

"Not long after I was with him, he started asking me to wear a white shirt, what kind of hairstyle to wear, what kind of perfume to wear, and what kind of dance to learn."

Su Qingyu's voice was lonely and low, "At first I thought it was because he was controlling, but lately I feel something is getting more and more wrong. I always feel like he wants to turn me into a human being."

"What do you mean?" Hua Shuming said in shock: "He treats you as a substitute?! Is he crazy?"

Several of Shengxun's friends were also surprised. It was hard for them to imagine that Shengxun would turn such a person into a stand-in.

Only one person was silent.

When Shengxun's friends discussed Shengxun's relationship history, he remained silent.

Hua Shuming noticed it and asked him directly: "Xia Hongyu, do you know anything?"

Xia Hongyu was the one who gave Su Qingyu a tear mark.

They are all friends of Shengxun, but they are at different stages of becoming friends with Shengxun. Hua Shuming is Shengxun's childhood friend, and Xia Hongyu is Shengxun's middle school classmate.

He was silent for a few seconds and said, "It's Gu Mengchen."

Several people said in unison, "Who?"

Xia Hongyu said: "Gu Mengchen, our high school senior, only attended high school in China for two years and then transferred abroad. He happened to leave the year you entered high school."

"In Shengxun's sophomore year of high school, he went abroad to see him. They may have been together, but I don't know why they broke up."

Li Dongfeng: "How are you sure it's him?"

Xia Hongyu glanced at Su Qingyu and said, "They look very similar, and Gu Mengchen only wears a white shirt and studies classical dance."

Several people were stunned.

Hua Shuming looked at Su Qingyu and said, "Are they really similar?"

Xia Hongyu: "I don't have any photos of him here, but he participated in the college's New Year's Day party for two years and was the host one year. I should be able to find his photos."

Sure enough they found it.

It does look like Jiang Chu, but several people feel that there is something wrong with Shengxun and insist on turning gems into glass.

Hua Shuming endured it again and again, "Sheng Xun went too far! He disrespected Jiang Chu too much!"

Su Qingyu drank a whole glass of wine and smiled bitterly, "I understand."

Hua Shuming immediately said: "Are you ready to give up?"

Su Qingyu: "..."

527:【……? 】

"What are you talking about!" Li Dongfeng scolded him.

But he also thought in his heart that Sheng Xun really didn't know how to cherish someone like Jiang Chu, who was the dream lover of countless people. He was so charming that he actually treated him as a substitute and asked him to follow the example of another person. Look and dress up for life.

He wasn't the only one who thought so.

Shengxun's friends began to curse him inwardly.

They comforted Jiang Chu one after another. When leaving the bar, they each added Jiang Chu's WeChat account, telling him to contact them if he needed help.

Xia Hongyu didn't drink and wanted to drive him back to school. When Hua Shuming heard this, he also climbed into the car.

After parking near the school, they also sent Su Qingyu into the school gate.

When passing the school food street, Su Qingyu went around and stopped in front of an aunt selling stinky tofu.

It was already past twelve o'clock at night, and the aunt hadn't closed the stall yet. There was a dim night light hanging on the cart, waiting for someone who might want to eat late at night to buy one.

Su Qingyu said: "Auntie, give me three copies."

"Alas!" Auntie immediately opened fire and blew him up.

Su Qingyu said: "Blow it up a little."

The aunt smiled and said: "Classmate, you know very well. Stinky tofu should be deep-fried until it becomes foamy and hollow. Only then can it be delicious when dipped in the sauce. It will be crispy, tender and fragrant!"

Su Qingyu smiled and said, "Well, I know, my mother is the one who fry stinky tofu."

The aunt looked at him in surprise, "I don't know, you can't tell. You are a student of Jin University. That's great. How happy your mother is. It would be great if my son could also be admitted to Jin University."

She pointed at the boy lying asleep on the small table behind her, "He does his homework at the stall every day. Every time he doesn't want to do it, he sits back down as soon as he looks up and sees your school."

While buying stinky tofu, the two started chatting.

Hua Shuming and Xia Hongyu looked at Su Qingyu in shock.

At this time, he was completely different from the dark temptation when he was pole dancing in a lively bar. He was standing in front of a late-night roadside stall on a much quieter street, and his peach blossom eyes were warm under the dim light when he smiled. Beautiful, saying things they have never felt before.

How can a person have so many sides, contradictory and harmonious, it is truly imprinted on him.

When the two of them were looking at him blankly, a box of freshly baked stinky tofu was put into their hands.

"Thank you for sending me back and treating you to food."

The two of them stupidly caught the stinky tofu, at a loss.

To be honest, they don't even eat from roadside stalls, let alone such smelly things. In the past, when they encountered such things, they had to walk around to avoid letting the smell get to them.

Su Qingyu took the last box, took a piece of it with a fork and put it in his mouth.

The two of them looked at him even when he was not eating, and saw that his cheeks were bulging, and his whole face was filled with rich happiness, which was extremely contagious. They looked not only in a good mood, but also hungry.

After Su Qingyu ate a piece, he said to them: "Eat quickly. The stinky tofu is best when it's just taken out of the frying pan. Eat it while it's hot."

Hua Shuming picked up a piece of stinky tofu, hesitated, and carefully put it into his mouth.

He was ready, even if the smelly stuff was disgusting, he would eat it without hesitation.

But--

The outer skin of the stinky tofu is fried to a crispy texture and coated in a special spicy sauce. When you bite into it, the tofu inside is tender and soft, and is served with spicy, sweet and crispy cabbage.

Hua Shuming opened his eyes wide.

At around twelve o'clock in the night, two wealthy young men followed Su Qingyu and squatted next to the stinky tofu stall, eating stinky tofu without any image.

"Auntie, have another one!"

527:【……】

I cried so much QAQ.

The three of them ate until one o'clock before leaving.

The school looked up and saw that Su Qingyu never let them send it off again.

Hua Shuming and Xia Hongyu walked towards the parking lot together. After walking a few steps, Xia Hongyu suddenly turned around and looked at the stall selling stinky tofu. The night lights above were dim. The mother next to her patted her son.

He followed the night light and looked at Su Qingyu's back.

It was strange that Hua Shuming understood his mood at this moment.

Xia Hongyu's family is no worse than his own, with a large family fortune and a lot of troubles. The relationship in his family is a bit complicated, and everyone in the family is cold and cold.

But speaking of it, which one of their families is much better?

Hua Shuming patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go."

When Su Qingyu returned, he was still eating a box of stinky tofu.

527 said: [How strange, the repentance value increased by 3 points just now. 】

Su Qingyu smiled, finished eating the stinky tofu before entering the dormitory building, and threw the box into the trash can.

His cell phone rang several times, and Shengxun sent him several messages, mainly: "I want to have a good talk with you." ]

Su Qingyu turned off her phone, went back to her dormitory, took a hot shower, and slept comfortably.

Sheng Xun didn't sleep much all night.

He was angry and annoyed, so he went back to the school dormitory specifically to talk to Jiang Chu about tonight's events.

He went too far tonight and must be spoken about seriously.

He sent several messages to Jiang Chu but he didn't reply. He should have been back after two o'clock. He called him and his phone was turned off!

Sheng Xun was so angry that he couldn't sleep.

He was tossing and turning on the bed, his mind was in a mess, sometimes it was Jiang Chu wearing a white shirt, sometimes he was pole dancing on the stage, thinking about it made him even more depressed and irritable.

He probably only slept for two or three hours. When he woke up, he received a call from Hua Shuming.

"Hey, Shengxun, did you go back to school last night? Are you going to the company today on Monday? Then bring me a piece, ah no, ten pieces of stinky tofu from your school's food court."

Shengxun: "???"