Sunset is almost dusk, with parasol trees and drizzle.
In the KtV lounge, there is a crowd of young girls wearing sexy and revealing clothes, wearing heavy makeup, and standing on their feet.
Some people use their hometown dialect to chat encryptedly, some people imitate local accents to communicate, and most people communicate in Mandarin. The content of the chat is nothing more than: where are the clothes that look good; what brand of skin care products are good to use; how much money a man spent on a Pomeranian smile; someone is clever and uses his body to deceive men into buying cars and houses...
There was a long queue next to the sofa in front of the dressing table, and several makeup artists were busy applying makeup to the girls.
The gray powder puff has to be pressed on hundreds of faces a day, and the smell of sweat on the powder puff can be smelled from a distance. The eye shadow palette and blush box have bottomed out, revealing the silver base and floating powder covering every corner of the box. The lipstick brush has a somewhat bald head, and it gently sweeps across young and plump lips.
The sofa near the door was full of people, and Ye Zhenzhen was squeezed among them, yawning continuously. She pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to relieve her sleepiness.
"Zhen Zhen, thank you!"
Li Ling came close to Ye Zhen Zhen and tried to squeeze into the sofa. The person next to her was a little annoyed, "There is no room to sit here, why squeeze in!"
Li Ling had a smile on her face, "Sorry, I'll just say a few words and leave."
Ye Zhenzhen was stuck on the sofa and smiled at Li Ling, "Sister Li Ling "Don't be so polite. The customer will look at the bill when he pays. There was an extra four hundred on the bill last time. I explained it to the customer for a long time and I can't help you."
Li. The smile on Ling's face froze for a moment, and then she chuckled, "It's okay. Zhen Zhen can't fit in here, so I'll go to the sofa next to her."
Ye Zhen Zhen hates others taking advantage of her. There is no love and friendship in KtV. Here we can only compete with guests, compete with colleagues and take advantage of each other. This place is magnificent and magnificent, but in reality it is filthy. The ugliness of human nature is magnified and distorted here.
Several middle-aged women rushed into the lounge and looked around. The young girls in the lounge didn't know why, and they all kept silent and looked at the women.
A beauty ran toward the back door of the lounge with her skirt in hand. She looked like a fox running around, her towering breasts rising and falling, and her high heels making a screeching noise against the floor.
She stumbled to the back door, suddenly stopped and backed away slowly.
There were two short, fat women blocking the back door, with fierce expressions on their faces.
"Run! Lily, you bitch! You should run!"
"Isn't it great when you deceive men of money! Don't be a coward!"
The front and back doors of the lounge were blocked, and several women walked towards the girl named Lily.
The leading woman's face was full of anger. The woman had thick black eyebrows and big red lips tattooed, and all the flesh on her body swayed when she moved.
Lily shouted at the top of her lungs:
"Security! Security..."
Several women slowly surrounded Lily, spitting out obscene words, and the surrounding girls stepped aside.
The leading woman pulled Lily's wavy hair and pulled her to the ground. She screamed loudly:
"Help..."
Lily's voice was horrifying and harsh, frightened and pitiful.
Some of the women slapped her in the face, while others took off her clothes. She kept shouting and screaming, like a trapped animal being slaughtered.
The young girls screamed and backed away in fright.
The sound of the walkie-talkie got closer and closer. In less than a minute, the security guard rushed in and pulled away the women, desperately pushing the women out of the lounge. The woman screamed:
"Lily, you bitch, I won't make it easy for you..."
The woman was pulled away by the security guard, and the heart-rending roar echoed in the lounge.
Lily had red palm prints on her face, her upper body was half-clothed, and she was covering her chest with both hands. Someone threw a piece of clothing, and Lily pulled it over and wrapped it around her body. The security guard picked up Lily, who was lying limply on the ground, and helped her out of the lounge.
Just after the frightening moment, the lounge returned to its original state.
The voices of female congee filled the lounge, and they needed to keep talking to fill the emptiness in their hearts. A moment of silence will activate the brain, and thinking is too painful and profound for them.
Everyone was talking about the scene just now. Lily's lover bought her a BMW, and the woman who hit Lily was his original wife. Some people felt sorry for Lily's beating, while others were envious and jealous of Lily's BMW.
Ye Zhenzhen crossed her arms tightly and frowned, sadness welling up in her heart. There are no three views here, whoever makes money is the role model, etiquette, justice and integrity are not as good as a bowl of white porridge. No one cares what others think, no one cares what will happen in the future. Indulging in life and death is the life of this group of people. Just as Bai Juyi wrote in his poem - this year's laughter will return to next year's, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily.
She is like an outsider, watching everything that happens here. Suddenly his brows furrowed and his stomach churns. She hurriedly covered her mouth and stumbled towards the bathroom. She lay on the sink and kept retching. She vomited for a long time and only vomited out some gastric juice.
The ugly greed of human nature is exposed here, and everyone here is accustomed to it. The more Ye Zhenzhen sees, the harder it becomes to become numb. The air here is too turbid and depressing.
There is new gossip in the lounge every day, but within ten days, Ye Zhenzhen is no longer the focus of everyone. Only occasionally did someone mention that Ye Zhenzhen's guests come every day, and they don't know when they will stop coming.
The implication is how long can she be famous?
At 19:30, the lights in Yuncheng are bright, and the lights in KtV are brightly lit.
The lights in the lobby are like day, the music is still the same, and the water curtain and fountain are still the same.
Ye Zhenzhen stood in the lobbyIn the princess team, my heart could not calm down for a long time. Everyone here is smiling, their smiles are sincere and hypocritical.
"Ye Zhenzhen, the guests in the private room have arrived! Why are you standing here in a daze!"
The manager's serious voice was like thunder, waking up the unconscious Ye Zhenzhen.
She patted her face, shook her head, and tried to cheer herself up.
She walked towards the box step by step in a straight line with a smile on her face.
Standing at the door of the box, taking a deep breath, adjusting his mood and opening the door.
She bent down and bowed politely at ninety degrees, "Good evening! It's my pleasure to serve you!"
Wen Baijing sat on the sofa, put away his phone and looked up at her.
Not a word was spoken.
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She straightened up and looked at Wen Baijing. He was wearing a black shirt and bathed in the light, his dark eyes looking at Ye Zhenzhen with water.
At that moment, a ray of skylight penetrated the chaos, the haze in Ye Zhenzhen's heart disappeared, and the world became clear and bright.
She picked up the teacup and placed it gently in front of Wen Baijing, "Please use it slowly!"
Wen Baijing looked at it for a long time, "Are you losing weight recently?"
She suppressed her smile and reached out to touch her face, "Have I lost weight?" The most beautiful thing in the world is that you have lost weight! She was secretly pleased that she had obviously lost weight.
"No!"
Wen Baijing looked away and raised his hand to his lips.
Ye Zhenzhen quietly rolled her eyes and puffed up her cheeks. You are the uncle! Everything you said is right!
"Are you scolding me?" Wen Baijing frowned and glanced at her up and down.
Neither does slander.
"You are overthinking. You are a guest, my bread and butter, and I would not dare to lend me ten thousand courages." Ye Zhenzhen explained with a smile on her face, neither humble nor overbearing.
Wen Baijing said quietly:
"You just have to show it on your face."
She smiled and folded her hands on her belly, "No Don't you dare? You must be overthinking it!" After saying this, she covered her face with her hands and hurriedly walked to the computer desk and clicked the mouse pretending to be calm.
Wen Baijing picked up the tea cup with a smile and drank the tea calmly.
"Ye Zhenzhen." Wen Baijing glanced at the small stool. She bent down to bring the small stool and sat next to the armrest of the sofa.
"Did something happen to you? Why have you lost so much weight?" Wen Baijing asked softly.
"No." Ye Zhenzhen smiled, her voice still sweet.
Wen Baijing's eyes stopped on her face and sighed, "If you can't lie, don't lie. Your work clothes are much looser, don't you know?"
She lowered her head. Looking at the cuffs, they were obviously much looser, "It's okay, it's all over!"
Ye Zhenzhen squeezed out a slight dimple,Gaze at Monet's "Water Lilies" on the wall through the blurred light. It does not touch a speck of dust, is not stained by a speck of dirt, does not creep or branch, and can be viewed from a distance but not played with. It is unstained by mud and overflowing with fragrance.
Wen Baijing followed her line of sight and saw clear flowers emerging from the frame.
Ye Zhenzhen's innocent face was covered with a layer of gauze, and her clear eyes were also covered with a little dust.
"It's not too late, as long as you are willing, you can escape unscathed."
Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen nodded thoughtfully, "Well, I hope everything will be fine." There’s still time.”
There is some money she can’t make. She would have uneasy conscience every day and be emotionally consumed all the time. Leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible before you get stuck in the mud, before it's too late.
Wen Baijing's eyes were filled with relief. She relaxed and leaned slowly on the sofa, "Ye Zhenzhen, I didn't misjudge you."
She looked at Wen Baijing blankly. , if redemption really exists, Wen Baijing did redeem her in a sense. It was like a ray of light in the darkness, allowing her to see the direction clearly in her confusion.
Ye Zhenzhen’s eyes were dull, slightly absent-minded, and a picture flashed in her mind.
The south bank of the river is green, and the sun is warm and the breeze is gentle in the afternoon. Various kites were flying in the sky, and the park was full of people strolling and admiring the flowers.
Walking under the rain of apricot flowers, the fragrance of flowers touches your clothes. Ye Zhenzhen dropped the flower independently and raised her hand to catch a stray petal.
A couple walked hand in hand, smiling and affectionate. The man lowered his head and kissed the shy woman.
Ye Zhenzhen dropped the apricot blossoms and rushed over with a red face, "Yuhui! Who is she?"
"Ye Zhenzhen, I don't love you, I'm in love with someone else. !" Yu Hui hugged the woman and looked at her with disgust.
"Why? You said you will love me forever! It's only been two days since we broke up, and you are already together? So you are already on good terms?" Ye Zhenzhen asked loudly with tears in her eyes. She can accept the fact that Yuhui doesn't love her, but she can't accept cheating.
The people walking around stopped and looked at Ye Zhenzhen and the others.
Apricot blossoms are flying, covering Ye Zhen Zhen’s tears.
Yu Hui and the woman looked at each other tenderly, then glanced sideways at Ye Zhenzhen and said with a sneer:
"Ye Zhenzhen! She has money and can help me. What do you have?"
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Those words pierced through Ye Zhenzhen’s embarrassment, and she was left with only shame, right! She has nothing.
She stood under the apricot tree and watched the man and woman walk away.
It turns out that poor people are really not worthy of love, and infatuation is a sin and a joke. Cheap love words and sincerity cannot buy breakfast. The love of the poor is like a speck of dirt on a defector's trouser legs, and he deserves to be rejected and disgusted.
"What are you thinking about?" Wen Baijing waved his hand back and forth in front of her eyes.
She lowered her eyelids, quickly recovered her mind, raised her hand to pour the wine, "Thank you, I respect you."
Under the blurred lights, the music plays and the wine glasses clink together, it is the sound of longing and dreams.
"Ye Zhenzhen, if you encounter any difficulties after leaving here, please tell me." Wen Baijing looked sincere.
"Thank you!" Ye Zhenzhen regained her brilliance, the look that should belong to her.
When she smiled, her eyebrows were arched, and two small dimples appeared on her pink cheeks. The sweet dimples and laughter penetrated straight into Wen Baijing's heart.
Wen Baijing’s eyes were filled with stars, and the corners of his mouth raised in a perfect arc, “You look so beautiful when you smile!”