There are all kinds of people who come to the bar, and the lights are flickering, and the drinks are charming.
This combination has stimulated people's hostility.
The people in the audience rolled up their sleeves one after another and rushed forward with red eyes, trying to beat the arrogant boy He Nanxi to the ground.
He Nanxi was in a grumpy and gloomy mood. When he was provoked by these people, he kicked his feet violently, and he kicked him off one by one.
There is quite the momentum of a husband who is a man and a man.
Bai Weiwei said to the system, "These legs are too powerful."
The system flipped through the information and deducted the details, "Well, he has been studying Taekwondo for many years, and when he gets angry, he likes to kick the sandbag with his foot."
So the way he kicked people, he kicked people like sandbags.
Bai Weiwei: "... If I accidentally reveal my stuff in the future, or abuse him so that he is not happy, will he be kicked as a sandbag."
System: "It doesn't matter, beating is kissing and scolding, it is love, two deep kicks, and one kick, the favorability level will rise."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
If you want to have a deep relationship with the system in the future, can you kick it a few times
No matter how good He Nanxi is, his legs can't resist the gang fight of so many people.
Someone smashed him directly with the wine bottle, and in this direction, it would hit Bai Weiwei.
He Nanxi's pupils shrank, and a little embarrassed, he ducked sideways.
But he couldn't avoid another person's fist, his face was slapped in the side, and the smell of blood immediately filled his mouth.
He Nanxi was expressionless. As soon as his feet were bent, his knees hit the belly of the person who beat him, and he smashed him to the ground in one fell swoop.
But the mask on his face fell off, revealing his handsome face with a youthful air.
Some people found him familiar, "Does he look like He Nanxi?"
"Who?"
"The king of scumbags, he's that rotten guy who takes drugs and bullies others."
"... It's really like, it's really his words, how can you still have the face to go out?"
He Nanxi's expression was cold, and he wanted to pretend to be indifferent.
But the body could not move.
Even Bai Weiwei pushed him away and left his arms.
He didn't stop it.
He couldn't hold back his mind, and he went back to the last time he took the stage.
As soon as he opened his mouth to sing, there were boos from the people below.
He endured the shame and planned to finish the song.
But more and more people let him down.
A girl who used to be a big fan of his, ran up to the stage with flowers.
He thought he still had supporters and was just about to smile.
The girl threw the flowers away, reached out and smashed a rotten egg into his face.
"Scumbag, why do you still sing on the stage? Having fans of you is a stain on my life."
The egg completely smashed him into a daze.
It also completely destroyed his self-confidence.
And now it seems that the scene of that time is reproduced.
The people in the audience cast contemptuous glances one after another.
"Hey, come to see the scum, it's that He Nanxi."
"The one in the entertainment industry? I used to like his songs."
"It's really him. I thought the news was smeared. Looking at him like this, he looks like a scumbag."
The mockery of those people was like a wave.
He Nanxi pursed his lips tightly, and couldn't help but put his hands in his pockets and clenched it hard.
The ruthless eyes flashed a little helpless.
Although his back was straight, his muscles kept shaking.
Just like a child who has done something wrong, in the face of the accusations of everyone, he can only stand blankly and dare not resist.
In the ridicule of others, he wanted to escape, but couldn't move his legs.
Suddenly, a crisp anger sounded, "You guys are scumbags. You have ugly faces, poisonous minds, stupid minds, walk on two legs, and look like you're human. You haven't learned the quality of human beings."