Reborn I don't need a heroine

When Wang Heng and Fu Hanwen walked into the bar named Casablanca, Pei Ningle was holding the guitar, playing and singing, and sang the chorus of a song.

"If there is an embrace,

Be brave no matter the cost,

don't let me fly

Raise me tenderly..."

In the bar, the girl's singing and the sound of the piano echoed, but there was almost no other sound.

The original accompaniment of this song is much more complicated, but Pei Ningle found a guitar accompaniment score adapted by others on the Internet, and then played and sang by himself with the guitar. Of course, the guitar was definitely not bought, but the bar owner Yan Zitao lent it to her.

As soon as the curtain came to an end, a space in the bar was filled with applause, with whistling and applause mixed in between.

After ordering two entry-level cocktails from the waiter, Fu Hanwen and Wang Heng sat down at a side seat. Here, you can see the small face of the girl on the stage, but it is difficult for her to see Wang Heng in the dark through the crowd.

Fu Hanwen couldn't help complaining: "Is this still a bar? Is this a special concert?"

Wang Heng checked the passenger flow with his eyes, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter to the boss, anyway, you have to pay for wine when you sit down. After drinking a glass, it's embarrassing to stay here, right?"

At this time, the waiter brought two glasses of cocktails, put them in front of them, put away the tray and turned to leave.

Fu Hanwen looked at the wine glass, and even measured it with his palm.

"Is the glass a bit small? And they haven't filled it for me yet!"

Wang Heng picked up the glass and took a sip, then said calmly, "The bar is like this, and it's still full, why don't you blow on the bottle?"

Fu Hanwen also picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "It's quite delicious... But this way of selling it is too expensive, right? Such a little wine, not filled up, and there are ice cubes in it, how profitable is this glass? ?”

Wang Heng, whose interests were related, smiled without saying a word.

After singing "Fish", Pei Ningle took a short break, took a sip of warm water, and continued with the next song.

And Wang Heng just sat like this, sipping the cocktail in his glass, listening to the girl's singing and the occasional applause and cheers around him, with a contented smile on his face.

Suddenly, Fu Hanwen asked: "Why do I feel that you are smiling like an old father watching his daughter grow up?"

Wang Heng: "...an illusion, just enjoying music."

"I'm also enjoying the music, and my expression is not as strange as yours." Fu Hanwen finally drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and heaved a sigh of relief, "After listening to it for a while, I feel that the wine is really worth the money. The wine in the bar The sound effects and atmosphere are good, but if you think about the concerts of ordinary artists, the price is much higher than this, and it’s not as good as this!”

After Fu Hanwen finished expressing his heartfelt emotion, it didn't take long before the bar waiter came over.

"Would you like another drink, sir? You came with that flyer for a special discount, 30% off your second drink."

Fu Hanwen was stunned for two seconds, then said blankly: "Then...have another drink?"

"Yes sir, I'll bring the menu right now."

The waiter nodded, smiled and turned to leave.

Fu Hanwen maintained a dumbfounded expression, and slowly turned to Wang Heng.

Wang Heng couldn't help laughing: "The money for this drink is really worth it, right?"

Fu Hanwen didn't make any sound, but judging from the shape of his mouth, he was clearly saying - lie, trough, step, horse!

Wang Heng: "It's all right, I'll treat you tonight with the money for drinking, you can drink at ease, it doesn't matter if you have another drink."

Fu Hanwen: "Are you treating me?"

Wang Heng: "My salary has come down, so I can still afford it."

Fu Hanwen immediately applauded: "Awesome, Mr. Wang!"

Wang Heng waved his hand, signaling to Fu Hanwen that he should stop boasting. In fact, even if the salary has come down, Wang Heng doesn't want to spend money randomly, such as this kind of wine that costs tens of dollars a glass. But who let this be Yan Zitao's place, and he also participated in the share? It's fine for the roommates to be kept in the dark, but it would be a bit embarrassing if Fu Hanwen had to pay too much for living expenses here.

After sitting in this position for more than half an hour, Pei Ningle's singing finally ended.

Fu Hanwen drank his second glass of wine very carefully, and finally lasted until now, with the last few drops left. He swung his neck, swallowed the last few drops, put down the glass and said, "Let's go!"

But Wang Heng shook his head: "You go first, I want to sit here for a while."

Fu Hanwen: "The girls have already stepped down, why are you still sitting here?"

Wang Heng touched the cold wine glass: "Anyway, there is no class tomorrow. I want to drink some wine and stay longer. I will pay the bill, and you can just go. I will order another glass later."

Fu Hanwen: "Well...you won't get drunk, right? Like Xiao Tang?"

Wang Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't drink that much!"

"I'm leaving……"

Standing up and taking two steps, Fu Hanwen was still a little worried. So he grabbed the waiter next to him, left his mobile phone number, and told the waiter that his roommate should call him if he was drunk, and then walked out of the bar.

After the roommate left, I looked around and there were many fewer customers, and I was sure that there was no familiar face. Then he called the waiter and said, "Pay the bill."

The waiter smiled: "Brother Tao said, you are a lifetime VIP of our store, you will get a 30% discount on all purchases, and you can pay on credit, you don't need to pay on the spot."

Wang Heng also laughed and said, "He even ordered this matter... Then why didn't you say it just now?"

The waiter looked around and lowered his voice: "Brother Tao also said, don't reveal your VIP status in front of anyone."

Wang Heng gave a thumbs up: "Yes! Then take me to see Xiao Le."

The senior waiter was clearly an insider. He led Wang Heng to the lounge next to the back kitchen, opened the door, and walked away silently.

The lounge is not big, but there are dressers and sofas for people to rest, which can be regarded as meeting the needs of performers.

Pei Ningle was sitting on the sofa, with a notebook spread out on her lap, a pen in her hand, frowning and thinking hard.

Wang Heng closed the door and asked casually, "What are you thinking about?"

Pei Ningle glanced up at him, her face did not relax, she still frowned: "I'm writing a song."

"Oh, it is estimated that another large amount of income will arrive in the account, and I guess you are happy about it."

After Wang Heng finished speaking, he saw that the girl's expression became more serious. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

On the first week, she had a similar expression on the day she confessed her love, right?

This is no longer a simple word [Danger] to describe...

But in the next moment, the words that the girl said immediately relieved the burden on his chest.

"I think, call my parents now."

Relaxation is relaxation, but it can be followed by wonder.

Wang Heng couldn't help asking: "Why did you tell them?"

"I want to prove to them that I can already make money singing. And, I want to finish the melody."

The girl's first reason is not difficult to understand, but the second is quite puzzling. Although it is very beneficial for Wang Heng to let her parents take her away, there is still one more question to be asked at this moment.

Wang Heng: "What's the relationship between writing a song and calling your parents?"

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Finally got it done... Please recommend a ticket...