After the sun sets, every restless soul wears a black robe and a black veil, and sinks wantonly under the cover of the night.
In the KtV lobby, the exquisite crystal chandelier exudes luxurious light, the background music gently blows through the heart, and the thick and sweet incense flows in the air.
"Ye Zhenzhen, please order Ye Zhenzhen to go to the xx box for service!"
The front desk intercom turned on the loudspeaker, pulling Ye Zhenzhen back to Cao Camp.
There was a commotion among the princesses waiting for their shift in the lobby, and they all whispered to each other.
Why does this newcomer get picked every day? She's only on her third day at work. Even if she's good-looking, she doesn't have a chance to meet the customers?
Under the puzzled looks of everyone, Ye Zhenzhen braced herself and walked to the designated box. She opened the door and looked at the guests on the sofa in surprise.
"Good evening! I'm glad to serve you!"
The standard procedures and standard words were deeply ingrained in Ye Zhenzhen's mind.
Wen Baijing hurriedly left Lu Yu behind, and with a little anxiety, he waited for Ye Zhenzhen.
He looked at Ye Zhenzhen calmly, her eyes were still full of clear stupidity, and her smile was still moving. Nothing has changed.
Ye Zhenzhen opened the Chivas Regal whiskey and black tea, and mixed the drinks carefully and attentively, not daring to make any mistakes.
Ye Zhenzhen showed a professional smile and asked politely:
"Boss, do you want some ice cubes?"
"Yes."
Wen Baijing suddenly discovered that her voice was a little sweet, sweet but not cloying.
A piece? Two pieces? Ye Zhenzhen hesitantly added ice cubes to the foreign wine.
Wen Baijing tapped his fingertips on the countertop, and Ye Zhenzhen understood and stopped adding ice.
Wen Baijing said something out of nowhere:
"Did that cup scare you yesterday?"
Ye Zhenzhen was pouring wine. hand, paused. She shook her head, "No."
Wen Baijing still caught the slight panic in her calmness. No matter how skilled the training was, the newcomer was as cautious, nervous and reserved as a taut piano. Strings cannot escape the eyes of the world.
Wen Baijing could never say the words "I'm sorry". This small grievance was nothing at all to the environment Ye Zhenzhen was in. There were countless things that were more grievances than this.
Ye Zhenzhen poured him some wine, cleaned the ashtray, and stood in front of the computer desk with her hands folded, her eyes dull, as if she was thinking about something.
Wen Baijing stared at Ye Zhenzhen, wanting to explore her heart, but worried that she would resist again, so he could only look across the sea.
Sensing his gaze, she regained her composure and then showed a standard smile.
Wen Baijing felt guilty and quickly looked away.
One accompanimentOne song after another was played, and the two of them were six or seven meters apart, but they both deliberately lowered their breathing, fearing that the other party would hear their uneasiness.
When Wen Baijing was staring at the song MV in a daze, he suddenly saw a row of small words: the next song "Because of Love".
He seemed to have thought of something and smiled slightly. Then he waved to Ye Zhenzhen.
"Can you sing "Because of Love"?"
Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a while, her eyes evasive, looking at Bai Jing's expectant eyes , shaking his head slightly with an apologetic smile.
Wen Baijing felt a little depressed. He wanted to get closer to Ye Zhenzhen and didn't want her to regard him as a scourge.
"How about...singing "Hiroshima Amour"?" Ye Zhenzhen asked tentatively, her eyes sparkling.
Wen Baijing's eyes, which were gradually dimming, lightened up again when he heard Ye Zhenzhen's words.
I don’t have enough time to love you properly
I should have stopped playing crazy games long ago
…
In the distance, Ye Zhenzhen is seriously engaged in singing, It made Wen Baijing want to laugh. Ye Zhenzhen is still Ye Zhenzhen, no different from yesterday. She is still out of tune and cannot be pulled back.
When the song ended, Ye Zhenzhen immediately put down the microphone.
Seeing her hastily put down the phone, Wen Baijing said quietly:
"Is it hot?"
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Ye Zhenzhen was stunned, her face turned red for a moment. After his little idea was exposed, he couldn't hide his shame.
Looking at Ye Zhenzhen's uneasy look, he still didn't put down the microphone in his hand. I felt a little guilty for no reason, knowing that she was panicking, so I wanted to comfort her, but it always had the opposite effect.
The young master politely placed the snacks next to Wen Baijing, walked to the computer, stood next to Ye Zhenzhen, smiled and whispered: "How do you sing this song?"
Ye Zhenzhen was puzzled: "What's wrong with this song?"
The young master looked at Wen Baijing with a smile, and softly squeezed out a sentence:
"The chorus has been Couples who sing this song will break up in the end!"
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head hurriedly, as if she wanted to explain something, but in the end she didn't speak, and just curled her lips.
He understood Ye Zhenzhen's cautiousness and fear, and suddenly felt pity.
Xu Shi was still young and still had enthusiasm. He felt a sense of pity for her standing on the cliff in front of him.
Those who fell off the cliff had already sunk. He didn’t bother to take a second look, let alone rescue them.
But if she stood on the speeding highway, she would be hit to pieces and her flesh and blood would be bruised in the next second. Ye Zhenzhen made people unable to bear her being broken into pieces and falling into the dust of the world.
An idea suddenly occurred to him.
Wen Baijing stretched out his hand to signal, and Ye Zhenzhen came to his side with a smile.
He moved his body and patted the sofa, "Sit down, I have something to say to you."
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head desperately and hurriedly explained:
"According to the rules Waiters can't sit on the sofa."
Wen Baijing looked down at the woman squatting beside him, and said in a calm tone:
"Ye Zhenzhen, thirty days, I'll give it to you. Thirty days."
She raised her head slightly and met his eyes, a little confused:
"What thirty days?"
Bai Wen Jing looked at the crystal clear stupid eyes and said slowly:
"Ye Zhenzhen, I still have a little money. If you have the ability to make me fall in love with you within thirty days, do you want to What do you want? You can use me as a springboard to escape from the swamp." Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head and frowned. Do you have a face that is easily deceived? Or is he stupid because he is afraid that others will not want his money?
Ye Zhenzhen tried her best to tighten the corners of her mouth and tried her best to suppress her facial features that wanted to fly, but in the end she couldn't hold it in and burst out with joy.
Wen Baijing was a little annoyed, as this silly woman could only show her thoughts on her face.
But her smile is so cute.
I am used to seeing Ye Zhenzhen smile with a mask, this is the first time I see her smile from the bottom of her heart, with childish innocence. Wen Baijing felt that this was how she should be, with such an innocent smile, and he wanted to keep such a smile.
Probably because he was too cold at the height, he had not seen a sincere smile for a long time, let alone an innocent smile. He learned early on to keep his emotions and anger hidden, and never reveal his true feelings under any circumstances. He was always calm and flawless.
Ye Zhenzhen’s smile reminded people of the warm sunshine of spring for no reason. Infected by the romance, he unconsciously started to laugh along with her.
"Ye Zhenzhen, has anyone told you that you look beautiful when you smile? You look like an innocent child."
Ye Zhenzhen's bright smile was instantly covered with dust, and her eyes were covered with dust. That puddle of autumn water suddenly froze. She regained her composure and resumed her masked smile.
"No."
These words froze Wen Baijing's smile. Many questions were in his mind, entangled into heavy and complicated wires in the old community.
The lights in the KtV hall are as bright as daytime, and the sound of water flowing from the landscape fountain is always sweet. The lost people are lost here, and the sinking people still sink.
The guests in the lobby who had paid their bills and were about to leave, were holding the beauties in their arms, entangled together like glue, staggering towards the elevator entrance, calling each other dear, like lovers saying goodbye, reluctant to leave for a long time. Leave.
Ye Zhenzhen sent Wen Baijing to the elevator. While waiting for the elevator, he looked calm:
"Ye Zhenzhen, I hope you think about it carefully, I am serious. "
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and reminded gently:
"The elevator is here!"
"Please walk slowly, welcome to visit next time!"
Ye Zhenzhen bowed politely at ninety degrees.