Peanuts, happy mood.
He is not good at singing, nor does he like singing, but at this moment, he is looking forward to the singing voice of the two brothers. Shi Yingben is a music student. Seeing his pitch, rhythm and emotional expression when playing the piano, Cen Fei believes that his singing must not be far behind; He was a little excited for a moment, he had already gulped down a bottle of beer without noticing, and opened another bottle.
When the music started, Shi Ying grabbed the microphone and stood up, cleared his throat and bowed slightly, as if he was going to be the first to appear on stage.
Shi Guang yelled and coaxed like a fanboy while shaking the rattle in his hand, and stuffed the maraca into Cen Fei's hand.
So Cen Fei also became a fanboy.
"Let me open my voice first, my brother is coming next, Cen Fei, you go choose a song too." Shi Ying finished with a smile, just as the prelude was over, he grabbed the beat and started singing.
Cen Fei couldn't help but feel flustered.
It's really beautiful, it's so beautiful... The lingering sound lingers, turning a thousand times. Compared with the bright youthful voice when speaking, Shiying's singing is another wonderful voice, delicate but mellow, clean and timeless, like red wine, No, it is Spanish sangria mixed with sweet soda and fruity aroma.
Cen Fei silently grabbed Shi Guang's hand next to him, and suddenly felt a little drunk, and Shi Shi, who hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, also seemed drunk.
"Does it sound good?" Shi Shi turned his head to look at Cen Fei, his eyes were full of pride, "My A Ying is a musical genius."
"It's not yours alone." Cen Fei stretched out his hand and twisted Shi Shi's nose.
Shi Shi pursed his lips and smiled, and turned around to see his younger brother looking at them and laughing.
At the end of the song, both Cen Fei and Shi Shi couldn't get enough of it, so they had to vigorously shake the props in their hands and call "Encore". But Shiying laughed and put the microphone into Shiguang's hand: "Listen to my brother, after listening to him, no one wants to listen to me."
Cen Fei sat up excitedly and even rubbed his hands.
However, when Shi Shi spoke, it surprised everyone.
Even Shi Guang himself was stunned, he only sang a sentence and then fell silent, looking at his younger brother for a while, and Cen Fei for a while, in a daze.
Shi Ying was also a little stunned. He looked at Cen Fei suspiciously, and murmured, "How could this be? My brother won the 'Top Ten Campus Singers' of their school before, and I still have the certificate..."
Shi Shi subconsciously touched the scar on the back of his head, and Cen Fei soon realized that it was probably also a sequela of a brain tumor.
The former campus singer has become tone-deaf now. In a saliva song and a simple line of lyrics, none of the notes are sung in pitch.
Shi Shi lowered the microphone in frustration, his eyes were full of resentment, but he didn't want to make his younger brother and Cen Fei unhappy, he still kept a stiff smile on his face: "My God, it's too ugly... Cough cough, Let’s listen to Ah Ying’s singing, why don’t you come, Cen Fei?”
Cen Fei thought for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud, dragged him to sit on his lap, hugged his waist with one hand, and grabbed another microphone on the table with the other: "Come together? Love song duet?"
"Huh?" Shi Shi was taken aback for a moment.
Shi Ying's eyeballs rolled, and he suddenly understood, and rushed to the karaoke machine like a big dog: "Okay, find a male and female duet, Cen Fei, you can sing a female voice, hahaha!"
Afterwards, the atmosphere in the KTV private room became a little strange.
Cen Fei squeezed his voice and sang a female voice, as weird as it could be; Shi Guang said shyly, "Stop singing", but at the same time couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of Cen Fei and his younger brother, so he bit the bullet and raised the microphone again. Shiying shook the rattle and beat the time for a while, and couldn't help rolling over with his stomach in his hands as if laughing.
Every song was sung extremely badly, but no one felt depressed anymore.
One after another disasters, unexpected diseases, God cruelly took away some things that should have belonged to the two brothers, but generously kept those more precious ones. Isn't this a kind of luck
"If it's me, I want to sing a duet with my brother!" After another song was sung, Shiying couldn't bear Cen Fei's behavior as a tyrant anymore, and rushed forward to snatch the microphone and his brother.
Cen Feimei grabbed the beer and took a sip, just in time to see the screen of the mobile phone on the table flashing. He stood up holding the mobile phone, gestured to the brothers to answer the phone, opened the door with a smile and walked out.
The corridor is quieter than the box, but you can still hear ghosts crying and howling from inside. Cen Fei half-heartedly talks on his work phone, but his eyes are still watching the happy two brothers in the room through the glass on the door, full of satisfaction and joy .
"Mr. Cen, did I bother you? It sounds like you're having a lot of fun over there." The person on the other end of the phone said cautiously, "What do you think of this condition? Can you consider it? Or if it's inconvenient, we'll meet again next time." talk?"
"I think it's feasible. Please ask your secretary to contact my secretary directly." Cen Fei is in a good mood today, and his attitude when talking about things is much more refreshing.
"Okay, okay, ah, that's great! You are busy first, so I won't bother you!" The person on the other end of the phone said in a courteous tone, and hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Cen Fei happily put away his phone, and was about to go back to the box, when he suddenly heard a more attentive, even pompous, voice behind him shouting loudly: "Oh! Isn't this Mr. Cen? Thank you for your presence, the shop is flourishing today Shenghui!"
"Oh, Mr. Huang, long time no see!" Turning his head, Cen Fei took about two seconds to remember who the greasy middle-aged man in front of him was. For any clues, he kept a businessman's decent smile, "So this is also Mr. Huang's business? Your business is really getting bigger and bigger."
"Ah haha, it's not as good as Cen's big company, so I'm just living on my laurels." Mr. Huang replied with a smile on his face, "Mr. Cen, why didn't you say hello in advance when you came today, I'm so embarrassed! In this way, today's expenses are all mine, so let me do the job, how about it?"
"How embarrassing, Mr. Huang is too polite." Cen Fei exchanged polite greetings with Mr. Huang, and at the same time noticed that there was a silent young man behind him. .
He remembered everything now.
The KTV chain that Shiying's face changed when he saw it just now is Mr. Huang's business, but what he never expected is that this one is now too.
To say that this Mr. Huang is a big celebrity.
There are all kinds of people in the business world, this one may not be the most cunning and shrewd, but he is definitely the most dirty.
Cen Fei had met him twice on some unpleasant occasions, and he knew that on the surface he was a decent businessman who opened a KTV, opened a bar, and even opened an entertainment record company, but in fact he was just a pimp who wandered among the dignitaries and dealt with skin and flesh. That's all.
Cen Fei thought, if he met him on a regular basis, it would be fine to exchange pleasantries, after all, business is about being kind and making money. But now, he can't wait to punch this old man surnamed Huang, even one punch may not be enough.
He was lucky enough to hope that Shiying's aggressive reaction just now was just because of some other unpleasantness, and not related to this surnamed Huang... Even if it was just a little bit, he didn't want his baby to be contaminated by this dirty... filth.
Especially when Cen Fei noticed that the young man behind him, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, fair and handsome, with a cold and clean temperament, was forced to put on a submissive appearance. Thus embarked on this almost irreversible fork in the road. As for the weird choker on his neck, it seems to be a fashionable outfit, but there is a weird buckle on it. Cen Fei understood what this meant—this boy was already a "goods", once a buyer was willing to pay a good price, he could be taken away with a rope.
"What? Mr. Cen is interested?" The surname Huang noticed Cen Fei's gaze, showed a clear expression, and then stroked the young man's thin neck and shoulders in an almost obscene way, "Good eyes, Cen In short, this is a newly recruited trainee of our company, a dancer, look how handsome this body is. He is still in the training period and has not "debuted". Are you interested in mentioning him?"
The young man lowered his head and remained silent, his muscles seemed to be stiff, but his back was straight, like a poplar tree.
"No, thank you, Mr. Huang, for your kindness." Cen Fei, who thought he was familiar with these things, suddenly felt powerless today. He felt that his patience had reached its limit, and he just wanted to end this conversation immediately, "I am talking to my family today. It’s a lot of inconvenience for people to come.”
"Hey, Cen Fei, let me tell you that the fruit plate in this store is not fresh, and the watermelon is already..." At this moment, the door of the box behind him suddenly opened, and Shi Ying rushed out unexpectedly, but the moment he saw Mr. He froze as if struck by lightning.
Cen Fei turned his head and noticed the killing intent flashed in Shi Ying's eyes, but was suppressed by him. Shi Ying remained silent, just gritted his teeth and stood there, looking at Cen Fei for a while, then at Boss Huang for a while, and finally left his eyes on the young man behind him, sizing him up.
Without hesitation, Cen Fei took a step forward and held Shi Ying's hand tightly: "What's wrong? The watermelon in the fruit plate is bad?" He asked in as relaxed a tone as possible.
"Yeah." Shi Ying nodded, looked away from the boy, and stared at his toes instead.
"Oh, how could such a thing happen!" Mr. Huang secretly looked at