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Red ice roses blooming on the top of the Himalayas (middle)

Just as I was feeling it, Loulanxue on the side suddenly smiled and said, "If Zhang Shengzai, that would be really good-looking, a standard couple outfit."

When we heard Loulanxue say this, we all laughed together. I turned my head and looked at Loulanxue's satisfied look, knowing that she said this not only funny, but more of a sense of dissatisfaction. Competing with each other and competing is not just a man's patent. To a certain extent, Loulanxue and Zhong Rui are actually very similar. They are both very confident and proud. However, Loulanxue is relatively more restrained, while Zhong Rui is more ostentatious. However, in terms of charm, the two of them should be just as good as each other.

Thinking of this, I looked at Loulanxue and smiled, "Ha, you finally feel the threat?"

Loulanxue pretended to be careless, but I knew she must be thinking that in her heart. Because when she waved her head, she always inadvertently wanted to look towards Zhong Rui.

At this time, I suddenly thought in my heart that if I could hug Loulanxue and Zhong Rui at the same time, it would be a joy in life, haha!

However, as of now, I should just put away this idea honestly. Let’s not talk about how difficult it is to hook up with Loulanxue, this Zhong Rui seems even more unattainable. My life principle is that the most important thing to hook up with a girl is to be happy. I don’t do something like setting high goals for self-seeking troubles, so let it go.

This small theater concert was a private party held by some powerful people in the Xijing Chamber of Commerce. In order to prevent any harassment from happening, the news was strictly kept confidential. Therefore, there were 360 ​​seats in the venue today, and there were basically no outsiders. All of them were wealthy businessmen and their families in Xijing. It was through the Xijing Chamber of Commerce that Qian Buyi got dozens of tickets for the Carmen Club. Now that most of them have left, the entire scene is a little loose. Our group walked to the middle seat and sat down.

After sitting for a while, when the concert was about to begin, I saw a few men walking in. The one walking in front, who looked quite young, should be around forty years old, wearing a pair of sunglasses, with long hair in a mess, and a beard on his cheeks. He was chewing gum in his mouth, swaying left and right, and occasionally scratching his hair. When such people walk on the street, everyone except the police will retreat three points. Because there are four big words on this person's face - I am a hooligan!

However, the few people behind him were just looking at the military-style flat heads, suits and ties, and were so serious that they were as cool as the KGB.

After the guy walked to us, he yawned a long time, and then walked behind us and sat down. The group of us looked at him strangely, and it was very clear that we bought the position. Uncle, this position was bought by us. But the uncle seemed to have not seen our eyes at all, and sat calmly. But the few people behind him did not dare to sit, and stood honestly behind him.

At this time, the uncle looked at his men unhappily, "What a fucking good, will you affect others watching the show while standing? Do you understand?" At this point, he spat, spitted all the gum on the ground, and continued to scold, "Why don't you fucking squat down quickly?"

A few black suits dared not say anything, and squatted behind him honestly. The uncle shook his head dissatisfiedly and reached out to hit one of the black suits lightly or seriously, "Do you know why you brought you here today? I just want you to receive some cultural and artistic influence. It will save you from being simple-minded, well-developed, and even peeling oranges. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" the black suit nodded quickly and said loudly.

Who knew that as soon as he finished answering, he was beaten by the uncle again and scolded him: "I know nothing, if you understand you, you won't answer so loudly. This is a high-end place. You have to speak like a lady moaning, holding your throat and saying. Do you understand?"

The squatting black suit looked at the uncle with a confused look on his face, not knowing what to answer. Seeing his dull expression, the uncle looked very disappointed. He sighed and shook his head and said, "Oh, I really shouldn't have brought you to such a high-end place, so I'll be embarrassed."

We had some objections to him when we saw the uncle scolding him like this, but it disappeared at this time. We should be less troubled with such a character. Just when we all decided not to meddle in other people's business and turned our heads around, a man who looked like a theater manager came over and swept the chewing gum on the floor with a broom, and then smiled at the uncle who was eating gum again, "Sir, can you please stop vomiting on the ground after you chewing gum?"

The uncle glanced at the manager and asked a rhetorical question that ordinary people could not continue, "Where do you vomit on the ground? Spit on your face?" After hearing this, we who were sitting in front could only smile bitterly and observe a moment of silence for the manager. When we met such a person with personality, it was considered that he had a good match today. However, this manager has been experienced after all, and he actually has a way to deal with this situation - that is, we don't say a word, but just look at the uncle with a difficult face, with a smile on his face with an extremely sincere smile.

After the two sides confronted each other for about ten seconds, the uncle finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't look at me like this. You made me hate and sad, do you know?...Oh, I'm afraid of you, I promise you that I won't vomit anymore. It's really not possible. I swallowed it, will it be done?"

"Please, please." The manager stepped down after receiving a satisfactory reply.

Five minutes after this episode, the performance finally began.
Chapter completed!
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