There are four bustards in Dihao Nightclub, and Lan Masang is one of them. The waiter knows that the foreman's sharp eyes are going to pick girls for the evil young man, so he comes to learn his skills.
The two went straight up to the fifth floor. In an unremarkable room, as soon as the door was opened, there were people playing cards, smoking, and putting on makeup in front of the mirror. The middle-aged mistress, the remaining charm is not as much as the cosmetics on the face. When he entered the door, he pulled Wang Shenxiu and chattered endlessly, saying that today's business cannot depend on us, and that person can't serve anyone, so you will deduct the table fee, and we will not pay anyone.
Mother Sang said that all the ladies agreed in unison, probably a little scared, the child seems to be insane, everyone is afraid of something bad. Wang Shenxiu stared straight at Lan's mother, looking up and down, Lei Ting said: "Others can't do it, then you go up. Hurry up and get ready to sit on the stage."
"Ah? I... sit on the stage?" Lan Masang was stunned, tongue-tied, blushing in a rare way. Although she said that her sister was born on the stage, she hadn't been on the stage for many years.
When all the sisters heard this, they burst out laughing, clapping their hands and thighs, saying that this is a good idea. Lan Masang was terrified and wanted to back away, Wang Shenxiu winked, and the waiter dragged the half-aged lady and ran out, comforting as they ran: "Lan Masang, you have to trust my vision, you go Absolutely, with your ability to read countless people and deceive gods and ghosts, it will be a piece of cake to settle this matter."
"Xiao Wang, I didn't miss the tip. Don't bring such a trick to the eldest sister." Lan Masang dragged her life and death, and refused to leave.
"How did you cheat you? It's because you believe in your charm. Really, make a bet. If he doesn't like you, I will pay for your sisters' Taiwan fees today." Wang Shenxiu pulled, and this promise finally made Ma Sang not quite happy. Moved willingly. Whoever comes out to sell it will only pay for it, and while walking, Wang Shenxiu instigates: "It's just a product that hasn't grown up. Don't worry, I will definitely not let you lose your virginity."
"I don't care if I lose my body, I'm just afraid of being thrown out and lose face." Ma Sang is very self-conscious, and when she said that the waiter burst into laughter, Wang Shenxiu stopped her and said, "You didn't think about what a face you would have if you became one. Don't just want to lose face, you go in and treat him as... a son, a little lover, that kind of feeling that is very ambiguous, caring, and distressing for him, find the feeling... Ouch, look at your hair, tie it up, find some You have the temperament of an old lady at home... "
Ma Sang frantically tidied up her hair, and foreman Wang has repeatedly made great achievements in spying on people, even being able to fool foreigners. She was a little dubious, and when she came to the door, she flinched again. A chicken head is a head anyway, and it would be embarrassing if it made people laugh. How to deal with it... Don't talk when you enter the door, put away all your soliciting words, pick up the glass piece quietly, and then greet him, don't be too intimate, just pat the ashes on his shoulder... Like that, Seeing your son, I can't wait to hold him in my arms and nurse him... "
"I don't have a son." Ma Sang said embarrassingly, her eyes were miserable, she really looked like a miserable person.
"Then treat him as a son, it doesn't matter who is breastfeeding, I don't believe you haven't fed a man before." Wang Shenxiu was anxious, and pushed Masang in.
Hey, it's quiet, the middle-aged woman entered the door and the boy stared suddenly, about to go crazy, Ma Sang got nervous and remembered what to do, she quietly lowered her head to pick up the wine bottle and fruit plate. Wang Shenxiu stared at the door, the boy's manic feeling disappeared a little bit, and slowly disappeared with Masang's gentle movements, as if this person reminded him of some unforgettable memory, after a while, the look in his eyes It unexpectedly calmed down.
It was done, Wang Shenxiu secretly thought that it was a fluke that he didn't take the criminal psychology class in vain.
Wang Shenxiu walked in gently, took the pieces, and Masang's mood stabilized a little. She sat down slowly, stroked the sofa towel, then gave the young man an affectionate look, and stroked his shoulder. , as if smoothing the wrinkles on his shoulders, after a while he asked softly: "You must be thirsty... don't drink too much, I want a cup of hot tea."
The young man stared, suddenly the sternness in his eyes disappeared, and he hummed softly. Ma Sang moved a few centimeters closer and waved her hand. Wang Shenxiu slipped out slowly and closed the door.
"Two cups of hot tea, fruit plate... Play light music for them after entering." Wang Shenxiu let out a long sigh of relief, and the waiter yelled that he was ready to serve in the conversation. There are a bunch of heads, and they are all jokes.
Huh, that's strange, I didn't hear the scream of Mama-san being kicked out.
I was dumbfounded if I didn't hear it, and they all looked at Wang Shenxiu, and they all admired him beyond words. Talented people, I introduced everyone who is old enough to be a mother to sit on the stage.
But Wang Shenxiu knew that as long as the embarrassment of meeting was over, he shouldn't be kicked out. He waited for a long time until the waiter came out with tea, his face changed drastically when he came out, and he said to the waiting people in awe: "It's really evil, that little brother is lying in Lan Ma's arms, as affectionate as you want, The more evil one is of course the foreman." He said adoringly, "Brother Wang, you are amazing, my mother can be a lady."
Hearing this, Wang Shenxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he walked away, he was stopped by a waiter. He asked what was going on with admiration, and when he asked the group of Yingyingyanyan sisters, he became excited too. , holding Wang Shenxiu back and forth, left and right, insisting on breaking the casserole and asking the end.
"It's very simple. The child looks like he lacks love and has an Oedipus complex. Otherwise, he won't be tempted by so many beauties. The problem is not with his face, but with his age." Wang Shenxiu explained that children of this type in the south It is not uncommon for parents to go abroad to seek gold while staying in China, which has created a large number of evil children who lack love.
"Then you can't be interested in Lan Masang, right? Masang can also be a mother?" The waiter felt chills. When he said this, all the sisters threatened to tell Lan's mother Sang. After a few words, the focus returned to Wang Shenxiu. She's so small.
Wang Shenxiu explained with a smile: "He needs some maternal love, and the old one is just right; and your dress tends to suggest sex. You show such long white legs, such big breasts, do you have such an image of being a mother? Or Sister Lan looks a little bit fatter. Haha."
She waved her hand, causing the beauties to shout a few words. Someone teased the little foreman and said, "Foreman Wang, look at my breasts and legs every day. Come to my house after get off work. I'll let you see enough." When Wang Shenxiu heard the flirting came again, he ran away in fright, but when he went downstairs, he happened to meet Han Qiao who came out with the guests. Sister Qiao is a famous person here, and there are many familiar bosses , Seeing that Sister Qiao glanced at him, but pretended to be ignorant, she hugged an old man who couldn't speak Mandarin well, and put his mouth directly on Sister Qiao's face. Wang Shenxiu took a few steps back knowingly, and then took a few steps back. Suddenly, the little sense of accomplishment he had just now disappeared.
Watching the guest go downstairs, he walked quickly, deliberately avoiding Han Qiao who came back to look for him in a hurry, hid in the bathroom and wiped cold water, looking at himself in the mirror, pale as if bleeding, he asked himself, He doesn't belong here, and that woman doesn't belong to him, but why does he always have a lingering feeling
what to do? If the fuck doesn't even accept me when I go back, will I come back again
He counted the time, and there were only a few days left. As a big teapot like himself, let alone an organization, it was hard to tell even in front of his brothers. Originally, he made up his mind, but when he was about to leave, he felt a feeling of reluctance. He still couldn't tell where this feeling came from.
After a while, when he came out of the bathroom, he had already returned to normal, chatting and laughing calmly, saying a few witty words to the beauties who greeted him, nodding and bowing to welcome the wealthy guests into the door, standing in the neon-flashing foyer, Looking back on myself when I was down and down, it seems like I am in heaven at this time. However, he touched the thick daily tips in his pocket, and sometimes he was sober, sometimes confused, sometimes he felt that good wine and a beautiful woman could not ask for more, but sometimes he felt:
This doesn't seem to be the coquettishness he once dreamed of.
Time passed slowly and passed the zero o'clock of the day. When Wang Shenxiu took the beauties who had drunk too much back to the lounge, at that moment he suddenly remembered his life in the police academy. Those buddies who smelled of sweat drank too much With this virtue, he vomited indiscriminately, talked nonsense and sang nonsense, and showed all his ugliness. At that time, he was very unhappy. But now, there is always an indescribable aggrieved feeling. Those who have fallen into prostitution like him, no matter how beautiful they are in front of others, there is always a side of misery in the queen.
When she came out, she ran into sister Qiao who was also drunk and blindfolded. She hugged him, kissed him, and hugged him hard, but she didn't let go. Wang Shenxiu suddenly found that when Sister Qiao was talking nonsense about loving you, there was actually a teardrop in her eye, and he was stunned... His mind, which had just sobered up, tended to be confused again.
At zero o'clock, Yu Zui woke up suddenly. He woke up in a lonely small hotel, smoking a cigarette silently. At this time, he received a call from Dou Xiaobo. Dou Xiaobo and Li Erdong were still together, but they were asking about the return. The main meaning was: this small advertisement will not be removed from the list, right
Yu Zui reassured and said, definitely not, I have committed more serious crimes than you.
After the conversation, he smoked a cigarette and thought that when he first came to Guangzhou, he was very calm and didn’t struggle at all, but Xu Pingqiu told him that if he chose to give up everything, he hoped that Yu Zui would have this kind of mentality, so that he would not stay behind. What a pity. But now, he felt sorry for no reason, and it was at this time that he realized that he was still in love with that vain dream in his bones.
At this moment, Yan Debiao suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up. When the little girl who was sleeping next to him woke up and looked at him, he broke out in a cold sweat. He dreamed that he was taken away by the inspector, he dreamed that he was kicked out of the police force, The reason for the crime is the problem of life style. When I woke up, I secretly exclaimed that I was lucky, but I haven't become a policeman yet. He looked back at Ximeizi's wheat-colored skin and pretty face, and regretted doing something worse than a beast.
Sleepless all night, he thought over and over again, the problem of life style and morality, he might be hopeless to enter the selection, the most important thing is the problem of the woman next to him, whether she is inappropriate, right or wrong, she has rolled the sheets for a month, can she throw it away just leave
Man, it's hard!
Also at this moment, Xiong Jianfei was also lying in a cheaply rented residential house as if he had a heart-to-heart connection. He thought that the classmates who despised him for doing nothing were the ones who helped him out of the predicament, and he stayed away from them, as if he had done nothing. It's like an ignorant thing, which makes him very difficult to feel at ease, the closer the return is, the more difficult it is for him to sleepless.
Also at this moment, Dong Shaojun, who lives in a scenic spot in Baiyun Mountain, is counting the stars in the sky, sitting on the ground under the curtain of the sky, singing with bad wine. He knew that the end of all hardships was about to come, and even though he had survived all by picking up waste for forty days, he still felt that the world was so beautiful.
But living in a shed in a corner of the city, Zhang Meng was awakened by the pain in his body in the middle of the night. Doing odd jobs, carrying jobs, and walking the wharf, he encountered many hooligans who sucked the blood and sweat of migrant workers, and profiteers who owed migrant workers wages. He had no other way except to use his fists to get back the money and justice. But as a result, he was chased and beaten several times and injured, and was also sent to the police station. The training at the police academy gave him the ability to escape successfully, but he was unable to restore his wounds.
He sprinkled medicine on the scars on his body, cursing secretly: This world is so fucking dark.
Under the same starry sky, the same long-cherished wish, how many people will be affected.