In the next few weeks, Xie Xuanming and Qing Chu rotated in various bars at night, and Ji Sheng took him around to do odd jobs during the day.
Ji Sheng is a man who is very good at his skills. When he is working part-time, he is like a hammer and a stick, running around.
He always likes to find a job that ends every day, and after two or three days of work, he can change places with ease, and experienced wanted criminals are not as fast as him. Xie Xuanming followed him, worked tirelessly to clean the dishes, distributed leaflets, became a Taobao model, and even went to a variety show to act as an audience... Although his audience was extremely unprofessional, with "stupid" and "just like" written all over his face. This", compared with the beaming Ji Sheng next to him, looks like a "professional" invited by the enemy station to make trouble.
"Can't you find a regular job?" Sheng Kongzhi asked while holding the milk cap, "If it's not possible, I'll tell the store manager that you can stay in the milk tea shop as a helper with Xiao Xie."
"No." Ji Sheng smiled and said "Welcome" to the customers who entered the store, and refused in the gap.
Today, Sheng Kong knew that there was a shortage of people in the milk tea shop where he worked, so he brought Xie Xuanming to work as a temporary worker for a day.
After Ji Sheng finished ordering, he talked to Xie Xuanming about the customer's request, and turned around to make a face at Sheng Kongzhi, "How boring it is to stay in one place, I want to run around, I want to be a prodigal son."
"Working prodigal son?" Sheng Kongzhi glanced at him amusedly, "You don't even think about Xiao Xie. People follow you around every day, and you are tired and thin."
"Xiao Xie's got a stroke, okay?" Ji Sheng walked to the side of Xie Xuanming who was working hard, squeezed his forearm, and said with satisfaction, "It's a lot stronger, thanks to me."
Xie Xuanming broke away from him without making a sound, and sealed and packaged the finished milk tea.
"It's fine if you don't work, don't bother Xiao Xie." Sheng Kongzhi scolded with a smile, he lowered his head to confirm the order, and said seriously, "Why don't you really stay here, the weather is so hot, at least there is an air conditioner in the store , it’s cooler. It saves you the trouble of running around in the sun and suffering from heat stroke.”
"Worry about me." Ji Sheng dragged his voice and said with a smile, "I'm so touched."
Sheng Kong knew helplessness and said, "If you know I'm worried, then be more sensible."
Xie Xuanming was wiping the counter with his head sullen. There was a closed aura between Ji Sheng and Sheng Kongzhi, and no one else could get in.
Su Jing said that they were bamboo horses, the kind who grew up wearing a pair of trousers.
Looking at Ji Sheng's smiling eyes from the corner of his eye, Xie Xuanming's hands became stronger.
If there is really only one pair of pants, Ji Sheng will definitely let Sheng Kong know and run naked by himself.
Sheng Kongzhi said: "It's boring for me to stay in the store by myself, it would be better for you to stay with me."
Xie Xuanming glanced at the sun outside, and felt that running outside for eight hours to distribute leaflets was better than being embarrassed and sour here.
He lowered his head, a small stain on the table could not be wiped off.
"Be patient." Ji Sheng patted Sheng Kongzhi on the shoulder, "I really can't bear to do repetitive work for a long time. After all, I want to accumulate inspiration, or use a hammer to write songs."
Sheng Kongzhi sighed: "It's inspired again."
"And you can't let Xiao Xie be stuck working in a small shop all day long. Seeing the world is not more important than earning a hundred dollars..."
Xie Xuanming wiped the table for a while, and calmly took the rag to the sink to clean it.
On the left bar, stubborn stains were out of sight.
After the rehearsal that night, Li Tan followed a few teenagers back to the rental house, saying that they had something to discuss.
However, when he entered the door, several people were lying dead, playing with their mobile phones, and those who ate late-night snacks. They left him to the side and completely cooled off.
"Good news, good news, everyone, get up and listen!" Li Tan clapped his hands vigorously, but none of the crooked teenagers on the sofa made any movement.
"Hey." Li Tan scolded angrily: "Give me an answer, brats, are you dead?"
"I'm dead, I'm exhausted." Somebody snorted weakly, "Why don't you talk about it during rehearsal if you have something to do?"
"Isn't this very important, let's be more formal."
Ji Shengzhu snorted, changed his position and continued to lie on the corpse, and put his hands on Xie Xuanming's lap who was sitting beside him: "Xiao Xie, my hands are so numb, please pinch them for me."
Li Tan became annoyed when he saw his undisciplined appearance. Seeing that Xie Xuanming was really obediently reaching out to help him rub his arms, he became even more angry, and shouted: "Is our honorable lead singer hired to give you a massage?! Can you not?" Bullying Xiao Xie!"
Ji Shengli ignored him, and Xie Xuanming continued kneading without changing his face.
Li Tan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't express it, so he had to directly enlarge his moves: "I see a job..."
No one answered.
"It's a competition, the band's, the threshold is quite high, and the attention is not bad."
Su Jing's screen jingled.
"The key is to have a bonus."
Sheng Kongzhi hugged the watermelon and cheered a little: "How much?"
"Fifteen thousand."
Bang Ji.
The watermelon fell on the ground and hit the bridge of the nose with the phone, Su Jing let out a cry of pain, Ji Sheng turned over, his eyes widened in astonishment "How much?", Xie Xuanming managed to avoid his iron fist, and moved a few times to the side calmly.
Li Tan felt comfortable, and repeated: "The champion is 15,000."
"Zimbabwe dollars?"
"RMB!" Li Tan was angry, "Can you let me finish?"
"Please!"
"It's a round where several famous bands are looking for rich second-generation groups. The champion is 15,000, the runner-up is 10,000, and the third is 5,000. The news came out last week, and many bands are inquiring... This competition is good for everything, but it is difficult to sign up. We fought the Chestnuts, remember, they applied four times and they didn't get in."
"Oh." Ji Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Brother Tan should have a way to say that."
"Well, I got in touch with a network yesterday." Li Tan said, "A man named Zhao Wenhua said that there is a way to get Qingshan into it... but he put forward a condition."
"What conditions."
"He said he was a fan of Qingchu music and asked to see Xiao Sheng and Xuan Ming."
"Meet me." Ji Sheng was taken aback, "I've never seen this music fan before."
"You have a lot of music fans you haven't seen before." Li Tan said, "I'm afraid you are the only one who doesn't know that you are famous in the circle. That brother Zhao is your fan and wants to meet up for a drink , communicate."
Su Jing frowned: "Forget about drinking. Ji Sheng's drinking capacity, what should I do if I drink too much and sell it to others, and Xiao Xie is underage, drinking is illegal."
Sheng Kongzhi also objected: "It sounds unreliable, is there any other way?"
Li Tan was helpless: "Is there any other way, will I not tell you? The difficulty is that this is probably the only way."
He said: "Actually, it's not that scary. Adult business is more or less discussed at the wine table. To put it bluntly, it's just singing a K and having a drink or two to make friends... That's how it all works."
Li Tan did talk about a lot of "jobs" at the wine table. The members of Qingchu often saw him drunk holding the toilet and throwing up. …
The wine table culture has penetrated to the bottom, and young people are somewhat disgusted, but they have to accept it.
Ji Sheng snapped his fingers absently.
Fifteen thousand.
The guaranteed budget for releasing an album is 40,000 yuan, and the money that everyone can come up with is only in the early 20,000 yuan...
Qingchu really lacks the fifteen thousand.
There is also a lack of opportunities to get ahead.
Ji Sheng made up his mind.
"Okay, I can go." He shrugged, "Isn't it just drinking? You still know how much I drink."
"That's pretty bad." Su Jing said coolly.
Ji Sheng ignored him, and raised his chin towards Li Tan: "But Xiao Xie is fine, he is underage, so it is not appropriate to go to that kind of place."
Li Tan was a little embarrassed, but still nodded and said, "I'm trying to communicate..."
"I'll go." Xie Xuanming interrupted abruptly.
"Don't make trouble." Ji Sheng smirked, turned around and patted him on the head, "You pour the amount of wine in a glass, and when you go, you lie on the sofa and sleep."
"I'm going." Xie Xuanming was rarely stubborn, "Otherwise, if you're drunk, who will be responsible for carrying it back?"
"Damn!" Ji Sheng didn't expect that even Xie Xuanming would mock him for his poor drinking capacity, and said angrily, "I'm not bad at drinking, okay?"
"Xiao Xie makes sense." Sheng Kongzhi agreed with Xie Xuanming's point of view, "You really need someone to watch over you."
Su Jing was also unwilling to speak: "Although I think this thing is unreliable, it is best not to go, but if you insist on going, it is indeed more reliable for the two of you to go to the meeting together than to go alone."
Ji Sheng was dumbfounded when he saw that no one was supporting him: "Hey, you really are..."
"Four to one." Xie Xuanming made up the knife with a blank face, "The minority obeys the majority."
"Eh??"
Li Tan made a final decision: "That's it, I'll reply to Zhao Wenhua's message...by the way, tell him about your situation, let him take care of you, don't make it difficult for others..."
"Can it work?" Su Jing questioned, "Isn't the favorite thing for these aggressive people to do is to show off their power and make things difficult for others."
Although Su Jing runs the train with his mouth full every day, it is a pity that his crow's mouth has come true this time.
Zhao Wenhua is indeed an embarrassing bastard.
Zhao Wenhua is a man who looks down on others with dog eyes. He called Ji Sheng and Xie Xuanming back and forth, made Ji Sheng and Xie Xuanming sing vulgar songs with harsh words, and then began to drink alcohol for them.
After Ji Sheng drank two glasses, Zhao Wenhua stared at Xie Xuanming again, entangledly throwing the wine glass in front of him.
Xie Xuanming kept a cold face, neither answered nor looked at Zhao Wenhua.
Zhao Wenhua pressed the wine glass forward again without giving in, "Aren't you giving me face?"
The two confronted each other, forming a stalemate.
"Brother Zhao." Ji Sheng took the cup with a smirk, his ears and cheeks were a little red when he drank, but he hid Xie Xuanming behind his back, "He's not an adult, he doesn't know how to drink, I'll take his place."
"Underage—" Zhao Wenhua sneered, "Underage can play in the bar rotation and play bands, but you can't drink a glass of wine... In the end, you just look down on me and don't give face."
"It's nothing." Ji Sheng smiled falsely and sincerely, "The child is allergic to alcohol, so he really can't drink it...Brother Zhao, look at this, I'll drink two glasses as an apology, okay?"
"Two cups?" Zhao Wenhua exaggerated, "Replacing people has always been multiplied. Two cups just want to buy my face? Impossible! I'm not embarrassing you, but at least five cups, otherwise you Brother Zhao, I can't go down the stairs, I can't be a human being."
Ji Sheng smiled brightly, cursing this pig-headed dog in his heart.
He finally understood why Li Tan was so drunk every day.
Ji Sheng had already drank two or three cups, and his mind was dizzy.
The wine was not pure beer, it had some white or foreign wine mixed in it.
It must be poured after five cups.
But minors shouldn't be forced to try this anyway.
Ji Sheng made up his mind and was about to say "OK", but he stretched out his hand one step ahead of him.
Xie Xuanming took the wine glass expressionlessly, raised his head and drank it down.
"Thank you—" Ji Sheng didn't have time to stop him, so he could only watch his Adam's apple rolling, and the red tide burned all the way from the collarbone to the tips of the ears.
Xie Xuanming squeezed the wine glass tightly and covered his stomach.
The fiery heat came to his head for a moment, and vomiting and dizziness kept pounding his brain.
He took a few steps back, was caught by Ji Sheng, and broke free again.
"I'm going to the bathroom." He raised his hand with the last strength, gestured for an empty cup, squeezed out a word, and stumbled out of the room.
Xie Xuanming retched while hugging the toilet.
The last two times he drank were cocktails with a strength of less than 20, and this was the first time he tried spirits. I don't like it very much, and it doesn't suit me.
Xie Xuanming didn't eat dinner, his stomach was empty, just that glass of wine was dangling in his stomach, like a ball of fire for no reason, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
For a few moments, Xie Xuanming felt that he was going to pass out. He thought that he might be really allergic to alcohol, but also thought that he was really fucking useless, he couldn't stand a glass of wine, which made Ji Sheng embarrassed.
Ji Sheng.
Thinking of Ji Sheng, Xie Xuanming wakes up.
He propped himself up on the toilet, wobbled and went to the sink to flush his face.
The boy in the mirror had disheveled hair, red eyes and a cloudy complexion.
Xie Xuanming didn't recognize himself very much, and he didn't even bother to recognize him.
He had to go back to the box quickly, he ran out regardless, Ji Sheng didn't know how to be embarrassed.
After splashing cold water on my face two or three times, the burning feeling was finally suppressed.
Xie Xuanming felt better, he straightened up and walked back quickly, when he arrived at the door, he was about to open it, when he suddenly heard a burst of wanton teasing inside.
"Don't tell me, this kid is good-looking and looks like a lady, it makes people itch."
Xie Xuanming's heart sank. Before he understood the meaning of these words, he was furious and kicked the door open.
The scene in the room really made him dizzy.
Ji Sheng tilted his head and leaned on the man drowsily. Zhao Wenhua smiled wretchedly, and was about to stretch his black hands into his clothes.